The difficulty of the assessment was increased for the sake of Daqin's future, and neither of them had any objections.
After this matter was settled, Zhao Qingrui directly wrote the imperial edict and stamped it with the seal.
"Prime Minister Li, please keep this edict for now and issue it after the assessment is over." Zhao Qingrui handed the edict to Li Si.
"I obey your command." Li Si said respectfully.
The most important thing was solved. Zhao Qingrui leaned comfortably on the dragon throne. With the assistance of the cabinet, she was finally able to have some private time.
The existence of a cabinet is still very necessary. Of course, it should also be noted that the cabinet’s power should not be too great, and the cabinet personnel must be replaced every three years.
As Zhao Qingrui flipped through the information sent back from Shangjun, he felt a little excited.
Dad has already sent people to test the Xiongnu coalition forces. It won’t be long before we get good news.
"Your Highness, Prince Fusu invites you to have dinner at Yichun Palace." Lu Zhi walked in from outside Zhangtai Palace.
"Brother, I understand. I'll go over after changing my clothes." Zhao Qingrui nodded.
Fusu didn't often invite her to dinner, mainly because the food cooked by the chefs in the palace was not as delicious as that cooked by Zhao Qingrui.
Carrying a box, Zhao Qingrui showed a kind smile on his face. These were all things for Ziying.
"Aunt, is this really for me?" Ziying's eyes widened. The box was not small, so there must be a lot of things inside. As expected, my aunt loved him the most!
"That's right, they are all for you. No one else has any." Zhao Qingrui patted Ziying's shoulder with a smile.
"Thank you, little aunt."
"You're welcome."
"Little sister, don't spoil Ziying too much." Wang Xia said helplessly.
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I know what to do." Zhao Qingrui smiled, but she didn't know what kind of expression Ziying would have when he opened the box and saw the things inside after she left. Would he cry?
"Hmm, it smells so good. Big brother has specially prepared a lot of good things." Zhao Qingrui looked at the food that was gradually being served.
"It's okay, but it's not as good as the things in my younger sister's palace." Fusu said softly, and then asked the palace maids and eunuchs of Yichun Palace to leave. He didn't want outsiders to disturb the family while they were having dinner.
"Brother, you are too modest. The chef here is not bad. He cooks all the food I like. You have put in a lot of effort." Seeing the food he liked, Zhao Qingrui's eyes curved into crescents with joy.
"As long as I like it." Fusu also smiled happily.
The family had a lively dinner. After Wang Xia took Ziying to open the gifts, only the brother and sister were left in the palace.
"Brother seems to have something to say to me."
"Yes, there are some things to say, but it's none other than Zhou Pushe. Now the army is about to conquer the Huns, and you, my little sister, want to rebuild Xianyang. Zhou Pushe thinks that doing so will waste national strength, and he wants to stop you from rebuilding Xianyang." Fusu sighed.
He didn't want to get involved in these things. During the more than half a month he was regent, these people started to act recklessly again. He felt that his chance had come and wanted to stir up some trouble.
Although he suppressed it, those people's hearts were not suppressed.
He wanted to suppress Zhao Qingrui by supporting him. Thinking of this, he had a headache and didn't want to care about these things.
He was close to Confucian scholars, so he wanted Zhao Qingrui to show some mercy to them and find a way to prevent them from committing suicide again.
"I have a plan for rebuilding Xianyang. Apart from the money and grain that needs to be stored in the national treasury, there will still be a lot left over for the military pay and salaries of court officials, which is enough for infrastructure construction." Zhao Qingrui pondered.
"Brother, what do you want from these people?" Zhao Qingrui tapped the table lightly with his fingertips and looked at Fusu calmly.
Although she did not like Confucian scholars, the status of Confucianism was indispensable, and she could not possibly kill all of them.
Rather than placing these Confucian scholars in the court, she would rather send them to school. Since they are so knowledgeable, it would be better to cultivate more talents for the Qin Dynasty.
"Pushé Zhou is old, and I want him to retire next year. The court should be left to the young people." Fusu smiled bitterly and said firmly.
Eh? What did Fusu say? Let Zhou Yan retire? Is this what Fusu said?
"Um, brother, do you mean to let Zhou Pushe retire?" Zhao Qingrui tilted his head and looked at Fusu.
"Yes, otherwise he would always make stupid moves." Fusu had a headache. It seemed that as long as he stayed in the court for one day, those Confucian scholars would make trouble for him. He felt very uncomfortable.
Many of these people were his teachers who had taught him before, and it was because of them that he felt even more uncomfortable.
"Because of my existence, they always have excuses and hope to help me get to that position. I also know that I am not suitable, but I don't want them to end up in disgrace or even bring disaster to the three clans." Fusu sighed lightly, feeling guilty and helpless.
"I also told them about my ambitions and plans, but they never listened and misinterpreted my meaning, making them think that this was the position that my father and you forced me to give up." Fusu continued to worry.
"I understand what you mean, brother. You want them to have a good ending." Zhao Qingrui frowned. He just wanted to find a way out for those Confucian scholars, so that they wouldn't mess around and end up killing themselves.
"Don't worry, big brother. I won't give them the chance to do anything wrong." Zhao Qingrui said confidently.
"What are your plans for these people, little sister?" Fusu breathed a sigh of relief. He was under a lot of pressure because those people used him as an excuse.
"If they make mistakes, they can go and revise books and compile dictionaries. These people are knowledgeable after all. It would be a waste to send them to do corvée labor. We should try to make the best use of them." Zhao Qingrui chuckled.
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