"Hehehe, I really can't hide it from the young lady." Chunxi unconsciously tensed up all over. He secretly glanced at the young lady, and when he saw that she didn't seem angry, he relaxed.
Zhao Qingrui glanced at her calmly and said, "There won't be a next time."
Chunxi has been with her for several years, and she doesn't want to support someone who is disloyal.
"No, no, no." Seeing Zhao Qingrui's serious expression, Chunxi said hurriedly.
The young lady has a mild temper and rarely loses her temper, but when she is really angry she can be very scary.
"Miss, Steward Meng who serves the master is back." Steward Liu hurried over with a happy look on his face.
"Uncle Meng is back, where is he?" Zhao Qingrui's eyes lit up. Her father had not come back this year, and she was very worried about him being away. It was just in time that Uncle Meng came back. Did he come back to report the news that her father was coming back?
"Butler Meng is in the front yard."
When they arrived at the front yard, Meng Yi was standing in the courtyard with twenty guards, and was talking to the servants about the situation at home.
"Meet the lady."
"Uncle Meng, you don't have to be so polite. Uncle Meng, where is my father? Why doesn't he come back again?" I haven't seen my father for so long, and I miss him so much.
"The master has been very busy recently and cannot come back to see the young lady, but the master has been talking about the young lady. The master is worried about the young lady's safety, so he asked me to send these guards to the young lady." Meng Yi said respectfully.
Zhao Qingrui pouted, looking a little unhappy, but didn't come back. "What are you all busy with?"
Meng Yi smiled helplessly, "The master still has a lot of things to do, so he can't come back to see the young lady during this period of time."
Zhao Qingrui has a lively personality. Every time His Majesty comes to Jingshui Pavilion, his mood will be much better. He is very willing to accompany His Majesty to Jingshui Pavilion.
"Well, I wrote a letter to Dad two days ago. He should have received it by now." Zhao Qingrui muttered. She just wanted to call her father back as soon as possible.
The little princess wrote to His Majesty? Did something happen?
Meng Yi led these guards to introduce them to Zhao Qingrui. These people were all very strong and it was not a problem for them to fight ten people alone. These people were all masters of the Black Ice Platform and were specially selected for her by Ying Zheng.
Zhao Qingrui glanced sideways, listening to Meng Yi's introduction, her heart burning with excitement. With so many experts, where did her father recruit them?
Otherwise, she could ask her father to recruit some more experts. She would never have too many such experts.
"What is Dad busy with?" Zhao Qingrui asked the butler to take these guards away and send them to the training camp, then looked at Meng Yi.
She felt that her business was not as big as she had imagined, and that her business was not spread all over Daqin. Her father was simply too busy.
"There's a problem with the master's business." Meng Yi said gently.
His Majesty did not let him reveal his identity in front of the little princess, so he did not dare to say anything careless.
Zhao Qingrui asked curiously, "What's the problem?"
She wants to go out and do something now, and it would be even better if she could help her father.
"A batch of goods was robbed by bandits, and the master went to check it out personally." Meng Yi froze for a moment, then made up an excuse.
"Oh, Uncle Meng, when will you return to Xianyang?" Zhao Qingrui seemed thoughtful.
Meng Yi looked at Zhao Qingrui doubtfully, "We'll set off early tomorrow morning."
"I'm going to Xianyang with Uncle Meng to see if there's anything I can do to help Dad."
"Young lady, why do you suddenly want to go to Xianyang?" Meng Yi was confused. Doesn't the little princess dislike going out? Why did she suddenly want to go to Xianyang?
"I need a group of craftsmen and want to win over the Mohist people. I heard that the Mohist people are now in Xianyang." There is nothing to hide.
After Mozi's death, the Mohist school split into three schools: Xiangli's Mohism (Qin Mohism), Dengling's Mohism (Chu Mohism), and Xiangfu's Mohism (Qi Mohism).
These three factions deny each other's existence and believe that they are the orthodox ones.
The one in Daqin is the Qin Moxiang Li family. This faction focuses on scientific and technological research and is very pragmatic, which is exactly what Zhao Qingrui wants.
Meng Yi didn't think much about it. The Mohist people were indeed in Xianyang, and they were all quite honest. They were either immersed in research or went out to promote the ideas of their school.
The Mohist school also made an indelible contribution to the Qin Dynasty's unification of the six kingdoms.
But now, the Mohist philosophy is contrary to the Qin Dynasty's governance, and naturally it has been marginalized.
"The master has some connections in Xianyang. If the lady needs people from the Mohist School, I can send some directly to her." Meng Yi said seriously.
"No need. What I need is all the people of the Mohist School to work for me. I need to go there in person. Besides, I haven't been to Xianyang yet. I want to see what the situation is like in Xianyang?" Zhao Qingrui shook his head.
After hearing what Zhao Qingrui said, Meng Yi knew that he couldn't stop her.
"Okay, I'll get ready right away. Miss, come with me to Xianyang tomorrow."
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On the other side, Ying Zheng opened the small bamboo tube and took out the letter inside.
This was a letter written to him by his daughter. Looking at the contents of the letter, his daughter was still concerned about his health, and her heart felt warm.
There wasn't much in the letter, just that his daughter wanted him to go back early, and she also reminded him to eat well and dress well while he was out there, although it was a bit nagging.
In Wangyi Palace, Ying Zheng was the only one there at the moment, and a gentle and loving smile unconsciously appeared on his face.
Who could have imagined that the Emperor Qin Shi Huang, who was so majestic in front of his ministers, would have a kind smile on his face.
Ying Zheng muttered, "I'll have to find time to go to the Jing River."
His health was getting worse and worse, and he could feel that he didn't have much time left. He actually wanted to spend more time with his daughter.
I wonder how my daughter is doing now? I haven't been back to Jingshui for almost half a year.
The next morning, Zhao Qingrui didn't bring much with him. He would only stay in Xianyang for a while and then come back. His family was not short of money, so he just had to buy whatever he needed.
This time, Zhao Qingrui only brought Chunxi, the cook, and two guards sent by his father, and traveled light.
Sitting in a carriage traveling on the road, Zhao Qingrui's heart was in turmoil.
This is the Qinchi Road, the earliest national highway in history.
The Chidao was built very smoothly, which cost a lot of manpower, material resources and financial resources to complete.
It was because of the large-scale construction of the Chidao, Zhidao, Lingqu, the Great Wall, etc. that a large number of laborers were needed, which made the already poor Qin even poorer.
From a distance, you can see some people working in the fields. These people are as thin as bamboo poles, with sallow faces and tattered clothes.
The weather is just starting to get a little warmer now. Some people don't even wear shirts. When the cold wind blows, their bodies shiver unconsciously and their faces turn pale from the cold.
Zhao Qingrui looked at this scene and felt sad.
She knew that people were very poor nowadays, and she had seen some of them before.
But she doesn't go out much, so she doesn't see much.
Seeing this, Zhao Qingrui became more eager to change the situation in Daqin.
"Uncle Meng, are the people in other parts of Daqin also like this?" Zhao Qingrui's eyes fell on those people and sighed.
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