After Meng Tian left, peace returned to the palace.
Ying Zheng hugged his young wife, resting his chin on the top of her head, his eyelashes drooping and trembling, like a butterfly with broken wings.
"Yuening, as their king, was I too cold and ruthless in the past?"
Chu Yuening took his big hand, interlocked their fingers, and spoke in a firm voice.
"No, A Zheng, you've done well enough."
"For the soldiers, compared to the hereditary nobility system, the military merit system at least gave them the opportunity to cross class boundaries."
"However, with limited social resources, the benefits that can be distributed to the lower classes...are ultimately limited."
Doesn’t A Zheng want his people to live a good life?
Don’t you want to gain a good reputation that will be passed down through the ages?
But in ancient times when productivity was low and classes were clearly defined, even if he was the ruler of the world, there was a limit to what he could do.
A Zheng has done his best to ensure that the people of Daqin live in peace, have food to eat in the morning and food to eat in the evening, and are protected by the law.
Chu Yuening handed her daughter to her aunt, then turned around, put her arms around the man's neck, and kissed his soft thin lips with a serious tone.
"A Zheng is clearly a soft-hearted god."
He unified China, brought peace to the world, and ensured the safety of the people. He never killed any meritorious officials, nor did he bury anyone alive with them.
How many wise rulers in history can compare with him?
Ying Zheng stared at the girl's sincere little face, his eyes became softer, and there seemed to be a pool of spring waves in his eyes.
He held her chin, caressing the delicate skin with his fingertips, his eyes clear and he laughed softly.
"Yuening is the first person to say that I am soft-hearted."
"It's my great honor~"
Chu Yuening responded playfully with a sweet smile. The tenderness in her eyebrows and eyes was like a spring breeze, blowing away the haze in Ying Zheng's heart.
Ying Zheng felt pity for his young wife's simple and innocent appearance. He tightened his arms around her, and his brows revealed helplessness and doting.
As an emperor, how could he be soft-hearted?
After going through the bloody storm, it has long been as solid as a rock.
Only his wife firmly believed that he was the most wise and benevolent monarch in the world.
Ying Zheng buried his head in the woman's neck, his lips caressing the tender skin with restrained and forbearing force, but a hint of paranoia flashed in his eyes.
I really want to treasure this pure and beautiful little moon, and keep it for myself and him alone.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky and it was already noon. The palace servants had prepared a series of exquisite meals.
Ying Zhao was so happy that he was finally let go by the teacher. He skipped home and shouted excitedly as soon as he reached the door.
"Father, mother, brothers and sisters, I'm back!"
"Chirp chirp~ The leader is back too."
The chubby little girl stood on Ying Zhao's shoulder, with her little chest held high, like a victorious general.
The two of them have the best relationship and are basically together every day.
With this lively friend by his side, Ying Zhao no longer felt so lonely and bored when studying.
In fact, Chu Yuening considered finding a study partner for Zhao Zhao, but was rejected by Ying Zheng.
Zhao Zhao is very intelligent and more mature than other children of the same age. If he were to find a younger study partner, it might backfire.
Fortunately, he was very sensible at a young age and did his homework very well. Chu Yuening was pleased but also felt distressed.
"My dear, are you back?"
"Are you tired from today's lessons?"
"Are you hungry?"
Chu Yuening immediately put her husband out of her mind, took a few steps forward, hugged the little guy, and showed her concern.
Ying Zhao fell into the warm and soft embrace, feeling a little greedy and a little embarrassed.
"It's too heavy, mother will be tired."
"Mom will only hold me for a while, I'm not tired."
Chu Yuening kissed the cub's little face and soothed him softly.
Although crying children get milk, well-behaved and considerate children are more pitiful.
Faced with his mother's gentle yet strong attitude, Ying Zhao no longer refused and happily enjoyed his mother's love.
Not long after, Ying Zheng took the kid and carried him to the dining table, fearing that his wife would be tired.
After lunch, Chu Yuening ordered the palace servants to bring three wolf tooth bracelets and have the system disinfect them.
That’s right, three strings.
Even if it is something my daughter likes, Zhaozhao and Jue'er may not like it, but at least I should be prepared and ask their wishes.
Even if the child doesn’t ask for it, you must still give it to him/her. This is what it means to treat everyone equally.
"Zhao Zhao, this is a wolf's tooth. Do you like it?"
"Wolf fang?"
Ying Zhao looked at the object in front of him curiously. It was white with a yellowish tint, shaped like a crescent moon, and polished very smoothly.
He suddenly remembered the fairy tales his mother had told him, blinked his big eyes, and asked questions seriously.
"Is the wolf the same Grandma Wolf who ate Little Red Riding Hood?"
"Baby, you have a really good memory."
Chu Yuening touched his little head, praised him with a smile, and then began to explain science to him.
"Wolves are ferocious and cunning animals, but they know how to work together. If you encounter one in the future, you must not take it lightly."
"Has mother ever met him?"
"Mother hasn't seen it, but your father has definitely seen it."
Ying Zheng, who was named, raised his eyebrows, looked at the mother and son with expectant expressions, raised the corners of his lips, and answered calmly.
"Well, I've hunted quite a few myself."
"Wow! Father is so awesome!"
"A master of both civil and military skills, worthy of being my husband~"
Hearing the admiring praises from his wife and children, the smile on Ying Zheng's lips widened.
After the palace maids brought the two children over, little Ying Luan stretched out her little hands to reach for Yaya, whom she had been longing for.
"YaYa...want~"
"Okay, don't worry, I'll give it to you right away."
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