"Yuening, why don't you marry me?"
Ying Zheng questioned the woman in black on the couch with confusion and a little anger.
Ever since the two expressed their feelings to each other, Ying Zheng secretly ordered Feng Chang to prepare the ceremonial items needed for the wedding of the emperor and empress.
It took more than half a month to get everything ready, only the east wind was missing.
Although he had already issued an imperial decree to make Chu Yuening the queen, the necessary grand ceremony was still necessary.
This is also a kind of respect he has for Yue Ning.
Because of the eternal merit of presenting sweet potatoes, although the officials were shocked, they did not object or question it.
The main focus was on the discussion of the emperor and empress's wedding.
After all, in this era where etiquette and laws are still valued, it is a big deal.
It was necessary to worship the heavens and inform the ancestors... After a solemn and grand set of procedures, Chu Yuening's identity as the queen was truly recognized.
"A Zheng, don't be angry, just listen to my explanation."
Chu Yuening coaxed Ying Zheng, who was standing with his hands behind his back, onto the couch with a familiar coaxing gesture.
"Firstly, the baby is almost four months old, and the wedding process is so complicated. I'm afraid of hurting the baby."
The weddings of ordinary people in the Qin Dynasty had seven or eight steps, so the weddings of the emperor and empress probably had several times more steps.
Even though Chu Yuening was physically strong, the baby in her belly was very fragile.
If they bump into something or fall down, they will regret it.
"I didn't think it through."
Ying Zheng apologized, saying that he had never had a child and had never been in contact with a pregnant woman, so it was inevitable that he would overlook some details.
"It's nothing. This is the first time that A Zheng is a father too."
"Secondly, I want to marry you in the most beautiful way after I give birth to my baby."
Talking about this, Chu Yuening lowered her beautiful eyes slightly, feeling a little sad.
Despite the help of elixirs, her figure was not as slim and graceful as before, and her weight was increasing day by day.
She didn't want to appear with such a big belly at the only wedding in her life.
Chu Yuening wanted to be the most beautiful bride when she married A Zheng, otherwise she would regret it for the rest of her life.
"Yuening, then it's up to you."
"But in my eyes, you are beautiful no matter what you look like."
This was not just sweet talk. Ying Zheng sincerely believed that the slightly plump Yue Ning had a unique and attractive charm.
It is especially comfortable when held in your arms, like a soft white cloud.
"Hmph~ Just coax me."
Chu Yuening smiled again because of Ying Zheng's words.
Nestled in the arms full of security, Chu Yuening felt drowsy and she was becoming more and more sleepy.
She also did not forget to coquettishly ask Ying Zheng to continue giving prenatal education to their baby.
Ying Zheng had no choice but to gently kiss the woman's cheek before he began to recite the "Book of Songs" in a low voice.
Due to the simplification of memorials, his efficiency in handling government affairs was greatly improved.
Now I have time to take a nap with my wife and children.
When Chu Yuening woke up in the afternoon, she was covered with a blanket made of white fox fur, which was said to have been hunted by A Zheng himself.
"A Zheng is busy with work, so I have to keep working hard too!"
After encouraging herself, Chu Yuening slowly walked towards the palace where Mo Ju was.
As soon as she entered the hall, she didn't know where to start.
The open space of the palace was filled with various kinds of wood, tools, and semi-finished products, making it look like a construction site.
Chu Yuening's face was filled with black lines.
Mo Ju is really uncouth. How can he live here?
Mo Ju, who was being ridiculed, came out of the hall, sneezed several times, and then looked up to see Lord Chu standing at the door of the hall.
"Master Chu, you came just in time. I have already made the finished product."
"Ah... Let me clean up first."
Mo Ju scratched his head embarrassedly and quickly packed up.
Chu Yuening was very happy to hear the good news.
It seems that I won’t miss the autumn harvest after all.
With the help of the eunuchs and palace maids, Mo Ju finally cleaned up the vacant lot.
"Master Chu, please look, this is the farm tool you asked me to make."
Mo Ju was full of confidence, as the structural diagrams showed that these two farm tools were not difficult to make.
Chu Yuening first looked around at the two-wheeled cart.
The upper end is a wooden handle, and the lower end is two forks inlaid with sickles. This is the ancient version of a simple harvester. Farmers can push the cart to harvest rice and wheat.
Another farm implement resembles a truck bed.
The farmer puts the grain into the entrance and steps on the pedal, and the iron nails inside will rotate rapidly to separate the grains.
The reason why Chu Yuening made the sickle cart and thresher was because the farmers in the Qin Dynasty still used sickles and flails to harvest crops.
Not only does it consume a lot of manpower, but the efficiency of harvesting and threshing is also very low.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Mo. I wonder if you would be willing to go to the public fields outside the city to guide the agricultural officials?"
These two agricultural tools need to be tested first to see if there are any deficiencies. After all, they are going to be promoted nationwide.
"Of course."
Mo Ju had been staying in the palace for so many days and was happy to go out for a walk.
When the news of the experiment's success came, Ying Zheng generously rewarded Mo Ju with a house and money.
After all, they have worked hard to achieve great things. Even if they are not interested in fame and fortune, you should at least show some appreciation.
By the time sickle carts and foot-operated threshers were extended to local agricultural officials at all levels of counties and prefectures, it was already the end of May.
The autumn harvest is approaching.
The two highly efficient and advanced agricultural tools naturally attracted the attention of local governments, who ordered people to make them quickly.
In this busy atmosphere, June has quietly arrived.
The golden waves of wheat in the fields embody the farmers' sweat and hope.
"Let me get through! I finally got this scythe cart and thresher."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
