After these people were arranged, Zhao Qingrui followed them back to Zhangtai Palace.
As the First Emperor issued his orders one after another, post stations across the country became busy.
Merchants also began to get ready. The policies given by the court were very favorable. If they contributed money and effort to help build post stations, it would benefit them more.
The post stations in each place were handed over to the local county magistrate. With the First Emperor's request, the money from the court was quickly in place.
Zhao Qingrui had this matter reported extensively in the newspapers, so everyone knew how much money the court had distributed and there was no need to worry about corruption.
The emergence of newspapers has made officials love and hate them.
Various achievements reported in newspapers can quickly accumulate reputation and fame.
What they hated was that the court gazette was controlled by the imperial court, and all kinds of news were sought to be true, even the amount of money and grain distributed by the court would be reported, leaving them no chance to operate secretly.
"Sister, my brother-in-law's departure doesn't mean he won't come back. Don't worry, he will be fine." Zhao Qingrui patted Yin Man's arm gently to comfort her.
"I know. Alas, it feels like we've only been married for a short time and we're leaving." Yin Man sighed softly. Meng Yang doted on her and gave her great respect.
She is satisfied with and likes this husband.
Meng Yang left Xianyang suddenly, and she was very reluctant to let him go.
"I'll treat you to something delicious so you can forget about all the unhappy things." Zhao Qingrui looked at Yin Man expectantly.
"Okay, what's delicious?" Yin Man chuckled, knowing that her sister was concerned about her, so she agreed.
"There are so many delicious foods. There are more tender vegetable leaves recently. Let's eat hot pot." Zhao Qingrui said, holding Yin Man's hand.
"I think you want to eat, hot pot is fine. I also want milk tea. I haven't had it for a long time." Yin Man covered her mouth and laughed.
Because drinking too much milk tea makes you fat, Yin Man started to control her consumption after knowing that.
"No problem." Zhao Qingrui nodded.
Yin Man went straight back to the palace with Zhao Qingrui. It had only been two months since she came back, and there seemed to be no changes in the palace.
The only additional thing is the East Palace which is under construction.
"So much has been built in the East Palace. It's going so fast." Looking at the East Palace which had already started construction, Yin Man sighed.
"With so many people, the construction will naturally be faster. I will be able to move in in about two months." Zhao Qingrui took a look.
The Eastern Palace occupies a vast area, and this will be his territory in the future, so Zhao Qingrui is very concerned about it.
"After the sacrifice to heaven, you will be the legitimate prince, and this palace is just right for your status." Yin Man chuckled.
It has never happened before that my sister can become the crown prince.
"Stop talking. Offering sacrifices to the heavens is too troublesome." He covered his face in pain.
"You are talking without any worries. Others have not even had to deal with such troubles." Yin Man tapped her eyebrows.
"That's a bit ungrateful, haha."
"It's good to know. Don't say these words in front of the emperor. You are the most promising heir in his heart. He will be sad if you say this." Yin Man said gently.
Zhao Qingrui was stunned. Yes, she had never thought about her father's feelings.
Dad must feel bad about what she said, so he must not say it again next time.
"My sister is teaching me a lesson. Don't talk nonsense next time." Zhao Qingrui said seriously.
"Well, that's more like it. If my father knew about this, he would definitely be very happy." Yin Man smiled with relief.
"Then let's go find father and elder brother. Eating hotpot will be more lively if there are more people." Zhao Qingrui stuck out her tongue, then pulled Yin Man to find her father and Fusu.
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On the other side, at the School of Philosophy, with the arrival of Zhao Wen, the school here became more formal.
These people are the elites of various schools of thought, and those who persevered have all learned very well.
Zhao Wenjiao was more careful and meticulous. As soon as he arrived in Xianyang, he was liked by everyone.
Even Li Si and Feng Quji often came to visit, and Zhao Wen's erudition impressed everyone.
"Mr. Zhao, you haven't gone home yet. It's so late." Xie Peiyun came to visit Zhao Wen after getting off work at the official newspaper office.
"It's not too late. There are still a few test papers that have not been marked. Why are you here again? I'm not unable to take care of myself." Zhao Wen was helpless.
He is a bionic man, not a real person, so he doesn't need to eat or drink. Although he can digest the food, he still prefers motor oil of various flavors.
These students basically came every two days, and Li Si and Feng Quji also came. This has completely influenced him.
It’s a pity that he can’t refuse directly and let ordinary people notice his abnormality.
"There is only one teacher. As his students, we should take on the responsibility of taking care of him." Xie Peiyun said respectfully.
"Please sit down. I have plenty of food and drink here." Zhao Wen said softly as he poured a glass of warm water for Xie Peiyun.
Although he is not a human, the actions of his students are a bit troublesome for him, but for some reason, he feels happy and feels that he is becoming more and more like a human being.
"Sir, I'm here to see you." Zhang Liang came over carrying a big food box.
He wasn't surprised to see Xie Peiyun.
"Please sit down." He took the lunch box calmly. He had refused it countless times, but it was useless, so he just accepted it.
"Mr. Xie is here again. It just so happens that I brought a lot of dishes, so it will be more lively here for Mr. Zhao." Zhang Liang greeted Xie Peiyun with a smile.
Xie Peiyun taught him so many things in the past, and he respected Xie Peiyun very much.
"Okay." Xie Peiyun agreed with a smile. Zhang Liang has developed very well in the past year, and he also knows that His Highness values him.
He didn't have such high ambitions, and he enjoyed his work at the Palace Gazette Office.
"Mr. Xie came to accompany Mr. Zhao, why didn't he bring Yaya with him?" Xie Peiyun has only one daughter, who is still young. Xie Peiyun is not very at ease leaving her alone at home.
"This girl had a lot of fun with the boy from the Lin family in the afternoon, and also had dinner at the Lin family." Xie Peiyun was also very worried about his daughter. Now that he was busy with work, he didn't pay much attention to his daughter. Instead, this girl was becoming more and more like a tomboy.
"Yaya is feeling better now, it would be good if she could be more lively." Zhao Wen said gently.
Xie Peiyun followed him to Xianyang. His salary was a little higher, and with the treatment of various medicinal herbs and foods, his daughter's health quickly recovered.
“大家都宠着她，我都快管不住了。”谢沛云一脸的沧桑，当初他和女儿相依为命，女儿眼中只有他。
而现在，和她玩儿的人多了，他这个老父亲的位置也越来越低了，辛酸啊。
张良轻笑，他选的住处和谢沛云不远，他儿子也会经常带着丫丫玩儿，那个活泼的小丫头连他都很喜欢。
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