Zhao Changheng fell into deep thought.

Is the seventh brother hoeing the ground?

Why hoe the ground?

To amuse the child?

Are you willing to go to great lengths to soothe a child, even if it leaves your hands covered in blisters?

Although the seventh prince's mother came from a humble background, he was a prince and had been pampered since childhood, never having done this kind of work before.

Why did you start hoeing the ground?

Lately, everyone around me seems to have taken the wrong medicine; they all exude an eerie aura.

Zhao Changheng dismissed the Second Prince.

Holding the homework assignment with the little figure in my hand, I looked at it several times.

The right half of this homework sheet is the book that Zhao Wenqi copied.

The left half is a painting he drew.

The book talks about the most important thing for the people: agriculture. The painting depicts King Qi personally tilling the fields.

Surprisingly, they actually complement each other quite well.

He said to the eunuch beside him, "Sixi, I think this calligraphy and painting is quite good. Why don't we have the Directorate of Palace Attendants frame this piece of paper?"

Si Xi: When it comes to spoiling children, who can beat you?

"This servant will take it to the Directorate of Palace Attendants right away."

"Wait, let me sign this."

Zhao Changheng not only signed his name but also stamped his seal.

A few days later, the painting was framed.

His Majesty the Emperor generously hung the painting in the Imperial Study.

The officials who came in for meetings every day stared at the painting in disbelief.

I can understand all the words.

That painting... it's too much of a brain drain.

After leaving the imperial study, everyone secretly slipped a piece of silver into the hand of the eunuch beside the emperor when no one was around.

"Eunuch Sixi, what's the story behind that painting hanging in the Imperial Study?"

Si Xi rolled up his sleeves to cover his hand holding the silver.

Those who serve in close quarters must learn to cover up their master's shortcomings.

You must have the right mindset.

Even if you're making things up, you can't be guilty.

To gain the trust of others, you must first gain their trust yourself.

His face was solemn: "This calligraphy and painting is the work of the Second Prince himself. It depicts Prince Qi tilling the fields. As all of you gentlemen know, His Majesty places the utmost importance on the land reclamation project overseen by the Ministry of Revenue this year..."

Having said that, he gave them a meaningful look and then stopped talking.

Some things don't need to be explained too clearly.

If I say too much, I'll give myself away.

Learn to leave blank spaces.

In any case, all the officials are best at guessing the emperor's intentions.

People will fill in the blanks themselves.