Zhao Qingrui's words made Fusu fall into deep thought.
If this dictionary is really produced, it will definitely be a great contribution to the Qin Dynasty, just like compiling a book.
"Do you really want to entrust such an important matter to the teacher?" Fusu looked at Zhao Qingrui seriously. His sister was more broad-minded than he thought. She was doing this for the whole world.
"Of course, I think he is quite idle, so find him something to do so that he won't have too many random thoughts every day." Zhao Qingrui acted nonchalant because she didn't want Fusu to have too much psychological burden.
"I will definitely persuade the teacher, you have entrusted me with this important task. Don't worry," Fusu said seriously.
"That's good. Thank you for your hard work, brother." Zhao Qingrui smiled again.
As soon as his father left, all the affairs of the court fell on Zhao Qingrui's shoulders. Zhao Qingrui was busy with court affairs all day long.
By the time I finished, it was already evening.
"Massage my head. I have a headache." After returning to Xuanyi Palace, Zhao Qingrui directly instructed the palace maid beside him.
Thinking about the fact that his father had to review more than 100 kilograms of memorials every day, Zhao Qingrui was impressed by his father. Accumulation of factors played a big role in his father's death at such an early age.
The palace maid's skills were excellent, and after a while, the headache and dizziness felt much better.
"Your Highness, would you like to ask the doctor to come and see you?" the palace maid asked respectfully. Zhao Qingrui is the crown prince now, and no mistakes can be made.
"No need, I'm fine. Just a night's rest will be enough." Zhao Qingrui shook his head.
The court meeting ended the next day. Zhao Qingrui looked at the food from the harem that was brought to him, and looked at Lu Zhi with dead eyes.
"Your Highness, these matters were originally under the jurisdiction of His Majesty. Now that His Majesty is gone, the affairs of the harem will be decided by you." Lu Zhi was also helpless. After His Majesty left, her workload increased dramatically.
After looking at the pile of thick account books for a long time, Zhao Qingrui compromised and put on a mask of pain. "Put it aside for now. I'll read it after I finish dealing with the memorial."
Zhao Qingrui screamed in her heart, she wanted to be a tyrant, she wanted to take control of the world, and sleep drunkenly on the lap of a beautiful woman! !
"By the way, go and make a statistic for me of all the ladies in the harem, where they live, what their rank is, and whether they have given birth to children for our father? Who are they? Remember them all and send them here." Zhao Qingrui looked at Lu Zhi and gave her this important task.
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