The factory's literacy campaign was a great success. Workers not only enthusiastically participated in the evening classes, but also flocked to buy dictionaries.
The bookstore owners in Xianyang City smile even in their dreams at night.
Inside the Qinian Palace.
"A Zheng! Look at the literacy campaign..."
Chu Yuening leaned back on the soft sofa, holding a secret letter in her slender fingers and reading it carefully.
After seeing the content clearly, her eyes lit up and she couldn't help but exclaim.
However, her bulky body prevented her from getting up, and she was thrown back onto the sofa. She stared at her bulging belly, and tears of grievance rolled down her cheeks.
Ying Zheng put down the memorial in his hand, strode forward, took his little wife into his arms, coaxed her softly, and gently wiped away the moisture from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.
"Yuening, just call me if you need anything. You are too heavy to move."
"Wow... am I like a turtle now... can't even stand up..."
"How could that be? Although Yue Ning is pregnant, she is still as graceful as ever."
"Really?"
Chu Yuening burst into laughter at the sincere praise from her husband. She raised her tearful face and timidly confirmed it.
The beauty in my arms has fair skin and beautiful features, and is very charming, with a pair of bright eyes staring at me with affection.
Her graceful figure has become a little plumper, but her bulging belly does not look bloated, but instead adds a touch of maternal tenderness to her.
Ying Zheng kissed her between the eyebrows lovingly, his deep phoenix eyes suppressing surging waves.
The love and affection in it had not diminished at all, and was still so hot that Chu Yuening's heart was pounding.
She lowered her eyes shyly, a crystal teardrop hung on her curled eyelashes, and her jade-like face was lightly pink, giving her a gorgeous look like a lotus weeping in the dew.
After comforting his wife, Ying Zheng picked up the secret letter and read it. When he learned that the factory's literacy campaign was going very smoothly, a hint of satisfaction appeared between his brows.
“Once the factory has completed its literacy campaign, we can allow the city dwellers to participate.”
"Well, but the county exam is approaching, and the students will be busy with their studies. I'm afraid the literacy campaign will have to be suspended for a while."
"That's fine. Literacy is a long-term plan, not a one-time rush."
"Well... that's right. Then, A Zheng, you go and handle the government affairs~"
After the two of them finished discussing the literacy campaign, Chu Yuening urged him considerately, and didn't forget to rub his broad chest nostalgically.
Ying Zheng felt both comforted and distressed by his wife's thoughtfulness. He kissed her fair little face lovingly, then put a pillow under her waist, and then stood up and sat back at the desk.
Chu Yuening picked up the needle and thread and continued to sew the small clothes. Occasionally she would take a break to admire her handsome husband, her beautiful eyes filled with endless affection.
Inside the luxurious and cozy palace, the husband was working diligently while his wife was sewing clothes. There was an unspoken tender affection between them and the atmosphere was quiet and beautiful.
Near noon, Ying Zhao, who had just returned from get out of class, came running in, followed by a gentle and elegant young man.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
"No need to be so polite, Mr. Xiao."
Looking down at the young man who was bowing, Ying Zheng raised his eyes, nodded slightly and spoke, then glanced at the little boy who was pestering his mother and acting coquettishly.
He looked at the half-finished memorial on the table again, with a puzzled expression. Then, as if he had thought of something, a playful arc appeared on his thin lips.
"How has Zhao Zhao been doing these days?"
"The young prince is extremely intelligent and can fully comprehend all the knowledge I teach him."
"Is the homework easy?"
"this......"
Xiao He caught a glimpse of the little prince's pitiful eyes and felt a little embarrassed, but after feeling the invisible pressure of the emperor on him, he chose to tell the truth.
I'm sorry, little prince, but if the king wants me to speak, I have to say it!
"Your Majesty, I am a humble official, and the daily assignments will not take up much of the young prince's time."
"Xiao Qing, there's no need to underestimate yourself. After the palace examination, I'll select a few more teachers to teach Zhao Zhao."
"Your Majesty is wise, and the young prince is gifted. What I have taught him is but a drop in the bucket..."
Upon learning that he would soon have a few more colleagues, Xiao He remained humble and calm, and did not feel any sense of crisis.
Firstly, as the crown prince of the Qin Dynasty, the young prince could not have only one teacher. Secondly, his ultimate ideal was to become a high-ranking official and realize his political ambitions.
While the emperor and his ministers were talking happily, Ying Zhao leaned dejectedly beside his mother, his bright eyes gradually losing their luster.
Looking at the cub's hopeless look, Chu Yuening smiled with her hands covering her lips, pinched his soft and elastic baby fat, and lowered her voice to comfort him quietly.
"Father is bad, bullying us kids. Sleep with mom at night and ignore father, okay?"
"Okay~"
"Hehe, Zhao Zhao loves her mother the most~"
Ying Zhao's eyes lit up when he heard this. He suppressed his excitement and replied quietly in a low, baby voice.
He stood happily on the sofa again, hugged his mother's neck and gave her a sticky kiss.
The conspiracy that the mother and son thought was secret was actually heard clearly by Ying Zheng and Xiao He.
Ying Zheng glanced sideways at the audacious brat, who had the leisure to compete with him for his young wife every day. It turned out that he had too little schoolwork.
Seeing His Majesty's loving (? ) eyes, Xiao He couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
It is said that the imperial family is the most ruthless, but ordinary families are not as warm and happy as the little prince's family.
After exchanging greetings with His Majesty, Xiao He took out a thick book from his wide sleeves, respectfully presented it to His Majesty, and explained it in words.
"I have fulfilled your Majesty's trust and compiled the Nine Chapters of Qin Law. I hope your Majesty will review it."
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