Ying Zheng took the booklet handed to him by Zhao Qingrui and looked at the contents on it with some surprise.
"There are so many weapons?" Ying Zheng said in surprise. The types of weapons have also increased a lot. With these things, the soldiers of Shangjun will surely become rich. It will be easy to defeat the Huns.
"Well, I gave some suggestions to Gongshujia, and they improved the production process, which increased the speed of weapons production." After Zhao Qingrui told Gongshuyu about the assembly line production model, he went back and started to make improvements at Gongshujia.
"My daughter is capable, no one can match her." Ying Zheng said happily.
"There are so many things. I have never fought such a rich war." Ying Zheng said happily.
In addition to food, various daily necessities were also prepared to be sent to Shangjun. The variety was so complete that Ying Zheng was amazed. These things were enough to last for two or three years there.
"Father, this is all you can do. How can this be considered a good thing?" Zhao Qingrui smiled. The situation in Daqin was like this. She could only try her best to make the living conditions of those soldiers better. They had paid so much for the border of Daqin. This was what they deserved.
"This is not good enough. You have too high standards, girl." Ying Zheng tapped Zhao Qingrui's head lightly with the book in his hand.
Zhao Qingrui stuck out her tongue. Now that the problem here was solved, Zhao Qingrui's gaze fell on Lin, who was sitting obediently below eating.
"Why did the emperor bring my younger brother here today, and to Zhangtai Palace at that? How strange."
"When his mother passed away, I went to see her. The palace maids and eunuchs were so bold that they even dared to bully my son." When talking about this, Ying Zheng's face darkened.
As for the palace maids and eunuchs, he had them all torn to pieces and exterminated their entire clans.
When Zhao Qingrui came to him, he was still thinking about how to arrange for the child. He hadn't made up his mind yet, so he just took the child with him.
The corner of Zhao Qingrui's mouth twitched. This was all his father's own problem. The child had lost his mother and was so young, but he didn't care much about it and just left the child to be taken care of by the palace maids and eunuchs.
Ying Zheng had almost forgotten about this son. Having too many children was not a good thing.
Now I suddenly remembered my son, ran to check on him, and found that he was being bullied.
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