Chu Yuening smiled sweetly, her pair of bright eyes were clear and translucent, with a gentle shimmer that was intoxicating.
"As expected of A Zheng, he's really reliable."
"It's just that A Zheng has been working hard lately~"
Immediately, she walked lightly with lotus steps, bringing a gust of fragrance, and walked slowly behind the man. She placed her slender hands on his broad shoulders, pressing and kneading them.
How could Ying Zheng bear to let his young wife suffer?
He put down the brush, turned around, picked up the beauty, and placed her on his lap, with a hint of coaxing in his calm tone.
"This is my responsibility, why should I talk about hard work?"
"Yuening, take a rest first, we will have dinner later."
Chu Yuening has a petite figure, and at this moment she is completely covered by the tall body, with only the top of her black hair showing.
She simply didn't disturb the man and took a nap in his embrace filled with cold fragrance, but her mind was wandering in the sky.
A Zheng is so domineering.
But she likes it.
Which officials will the Ministry of Education appoint?
Doctor? Newly-minted scholar?
Forget it, A Zheng will make proper arrangements anyway.
The county academy has already consumed a lot of financial expenditure, and building primary schools across the country will definitely cost another huge amount of money.
It's time to fleece the aristocratic families again...
After a while, in the quiet air, in addition to the sound of flipping memorials, there was also the sound of light breathing.
Ying Zheng lowered his eyes and stared at the peaceful sleeping face in his arms, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and the tenderness and affection in his eyes almost solidified into substance.
At noon in early autumn, the warm sunlight shines through the window lattice.
The majestic and stern emperor sat at his desk, reviewing memorials attentively, while the graceful beauty lay in his arms, sleeping soundly in a sweet dream.
The two hugged each other intimately, their breaths intertwined, the atmosphere was quiet and beautiful, time seemed to stand still at this moment, isolated from the worldly noise.
Ying Zheng's working style has always been decisive and efficient, and he quickly agreed on the organizational framework of the Ministry of Education with all officials.
Chu Yuening was busy planning the construction of primary schools in various places.
Time always flies by when you are busy.
The autumn wind is bleak, the leaves are yellow, and in the blink of an eye it is the end of the month.
In the dim inner room, a big dumpling and two small dumplings sneaked in, and the palace servants guarding the outer hall turned a blind eye.
Ying Zheng was sleeping soundly with his little wife in his arms. When he noticed the movement, he cast a sharp look at her vigilantly.
When he found out that they were three little guys, his face darkened slightly, and his brows were full of displeasure at being disturbed.
Just as I was about to get up and carry them out, I heard a lazy female voice coming from beside me.
"A Zheng, is it late?"
"No, Yue Ning, be good and sleep a little longer."
Ying Zheng leaned over and kissed his wife's cheek, gently patted her back with his big hands, and gently coaxed her to sleep.
Then, his expression suddenly changed, and he ruthlessly lifted a small ball that was about to climb up further away.
In this way, the four fathers and sons happily played the game of "you climb and I carry".
Unfortunately, two fists cannot beat four hands, and Ying Zheng was caught off guard and his daughter broke through his defense.
The little guy was seen excitedly snuggling into his mother's arms, holding a pink rose tightly in his little hand.
"Ah, Fa Fa, here~"
"Uh...Hmm?!"
"Luan'er, why are you here?"
Hearing the sweet little voice, Chu Yuening slowly opened her eyes and saw her daughter through the hazy mist. She was a little surprised for a moment.
She rubbed her eyes and hugged the little ball with a milky smell, then she realized it was not a dream.
When Ying Zhao and Ying Jue saw their sister monopolizing their mother's arms, they pouted and clung to the edge of the bed even harder.
After a while, the mother and her four children were playing and laughing affectionately, creating a joyful atmosphere.
Ying Zheng stared at the little guys occupying his position, his eyes dim and his thin lips pressed into a straight line, obviously in a very unhappy mood.
After playing with the kids for a while, Chu Yuening got up, washed up, and then sat on the sofa, looking forward to checking their gifts.
The rose Luan'er gave was a flower she picked in the greenhouse. It was gorgeous, with a delicate fragrance, and was very beautiful.
She carefully placed the flowers in a vase, then picked up the little girl and kissed her on the cheek.
"Thank you, Luan'er. Mother likes it very much."
As usual, Zhao Zhao gave her a painting, which was a beautiful scene of the lotus pond she saw during her last trip.
I have to say that his painting skills have improved a lot.
The sky is blue, the clouds are white, the flowers are pink, and the lotus leaves are green.
At first glance, it does look pretty good.
Of course, the most important thing is the child’s sincere feelings.
"Zhao Zhao's paintings are really beautiful, and my mother likes them too~"
Chu Yuening kissed him as well without being biased and praised him softly.
Ying Zhao smiled reservedly, but his small chest puffed up secretly. His arrogant and spoiled personality was exactly the same as his father's.
In the end, Ying Jue’s gift was a bit unexpected.
This is an exquisite little wooden bird with each feather so lifelike that if it were painted, it would look exactly like a real bird.
"Mom, press here."
Ying Jue pointed at the belly of the wooden bird and suddenly spoke.
Facing the little guy's clear eyes, Chu Yue was slightly stunned, but still did as she was told.
When the fingertips touched a bulge, the wooden bird in the palm of the hand instantly came to life, flapping its wings and flying in the air.
Such a miraculous scene was difficult to explain with common sense, and the palace people all gasped.
The hall suddenly fell into silence.
Until a babyish cry broke the silence.
"Wow, the little bird is gray~"
Ying Luan looked up at the bird circling in the sky, her little face flushed with excitement.
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