After getting off the car, Zhao Qingrui was really exhausted. She didn't understand why there were so many things going on in the court. Every little thing had to be reported and asked for opinions.
Dad is simply asking for trouble by strengthening centralization of power.
Compared to Zhao Qingrui who was in a listless state, Ying Zheng was very excited at the moment. He was very satisfied with the memorials reviewed by Zhao Qingrui, and he was also very satisfied with the solutions she proposed.
"Little sister, you don't look very good. Did our father scold you?" Yin Man pulled Zhao Qingrui and asked in a low voice.
"No, I just helped my father deal with a lot of things. I'm tired. I'm going to take a nap. Call me if you need anything." Zhao Qingrui waved his hand. He felt that he had overused his brain and was too tired to move.
"Okay, go and rest." Yin Man said hurriedly, feeling very distressed when she saw Zhao Qingrui's tired appearance.
Li Si came to the Emperor's palace to collect the government affairs that His Majesty had handled.
After receiving these memorials from His Majesty, Li Si saw the handwriting on them and his eyebrows twitched. The handwriting was a bit childish and lacked style. It was obviously not the notes of His Majesty and Prince Fusu.
Besides them, who else could it be? Li Si knew what was going on.
Precisely because he knew the answer, he felt even more upset.
"Prime Minister Feng, all the government affairs handled by His Majesty are here. I have other things to do. Please take a look at them first and then send them down." Li Si directly handed the matter to Feng Quji, letting Feng Quji go and deal with it.
Feng Quji: ...Isn't this what Li Si loved to do most? Has he changed his personality?
After taking these memorials in his hands and looking through them, Feng Quji immediately understood, cursed inwardly, and decided to go and deal with these matters.
As I flipped through these memorials, I was unconsciously engrossed in reading them.
The little princess had been staying in the carriage. She didn't know His Majesty's intention before, but now she knows.
The comments above are obviously not in the style of His Majesty. They must be the little princess's own thoughts.
The more Feng Quji looked, the more frightened he became. This little princess was actually more resourceful than Prince Fusu.
After finishing reading the memorial in his hand, Feng Quji leaned back on his stool and fell into deep thought.
Ever since Zhao Qingrui brought the stools into the palace, many nobles in the court also made a lot of stools in the same way.
Stools are indeed more comfortable than banquets. My legs feel uncomfortable after kneeling for a long time, and stools solve this problem perfectly.
He had some guesses about the things that Li Si had thought of, and now some of them were confirmed.
Thinking of this, he was secretly shocked.
For a moment, he didn't know what to do.
The Feng family is loyal to His Majesty. They did not take sides in the matter of appointing a crown prince. When His Majesty previously trained Prince Fusu as the heir, they did not interfere.
But now, he suddenly felt that this matter was tricky.
Except for Prince Fusu, the other princes, although they are capable, are still a little short of being emperors. Without the guidance of His Majesty, they are simply unable to get started in many things.
As for Hu Hai, he was ignored by everyone. At this time, Hu Hai had been stripped of his status as a prince and was sent to raise pigs.
Even when he was in favor, they did not consider him. The only officials who supported Hu Hai were those from Zhao Gao's faction. Now that Zhao Gao's followers had been eliminated by His Majesty, no one supported Hu Hai anymore.
Generally speaking, Prince Fusu had the most support in the court.
The First Emperor did not have a queen, and none of these princes were born of legitimate parents, so there was no need to consider the issue of establishing a legitimate heir.
But, there has never been a woman appointed as the crown prince.
Your Majesty is really good at making things difficult for people.
Of course, he also admired the little princess very much, and even thought about whether he should ask His Majesty for a marriage. His youngest son was of the same age as Zhao Qingrui and had not yet married.
Early the next morning, Zhao Qingrui was pulled out of bed and dressed up again, with her hair styled elegantly and clothes worn for sacrifice.
The sacrifice begins with offering sacrifices to heaven and then to ancestors. The process is very complicated.
Zhao Qingrui was very excited at first, but then, nothing happened.
There were too many procedures, all kinds of kneeling, and she had to listen to Shusun Tong reading the sacrificial texts. The sun was a bit scorching, and she felt dizzy after listening to it. She just wanted to end the sacrifice quickly.
Unfortunately, this is not something she can decide on.
The sacrifice begins early in the morning and ends in the evening.
At this point, she was finally given a proper name and had her own name on the document: Ying surname, Zhao clan, with her own name written at the end.
It was another tiring day. Zhao Qingrui didn't want to move at all. Sacrifice was too scary. It involved offering sacrifices to heaven and ancestors, and there were too many procedures. It was said that they had been simplified.
She had a simple meal at noon and was already starving.
Fortunately, the cook had made preparations in advance and had cooked a lot of food before Zhao Qingrui and the others returned.
At this moment, she no longer cared about the etiquette she had learned and began to eat voraciously. She had never been so hungry in the more than ten years since she came to this world.
After the ancestor worship ceremony, there were still many things waiting for Ying Zheng in the court, so he set off back to Xianyang early the next morning.
These days, Zhao Qingrui has been either traveling or performing sacrifices. He now stays away from the activity of sacrifice. It is too scary.
Then, on the way back, Zhao Qingrui was stuffed with a large pile of memorials.
"Dad, please let me go." Zhao Qingrui put on a mask of pain and hurried to find Fusu. Don't you like Fusu the most? There is no need to always take special care of her. Even if he cares about Fusu, she won't be jealous.
"Hurry up, you can go play with Yin Man after you're done. You can't bear to see me so tired at my age." Ying Zheng urged. His daughter was good in every way except that she was a little lazy.
This must be changed. At such a young age, you cannot always be decadent. You must make progress.
"I have twenty or thirty brothers and sisters, and your promising brother Fusu. You can ask them to help you handle government affairs. They are not incompetent." Zhao Qingrui said speechlessly.
All of Zhao Qingrui's brothers are proficient in both civil and military arts. The six arts of a gentleman in this era are not just for show, they are real skills.
Dad has so much work to do every day that she feels that even if her father hadn't been poisoned to death by the elixir in history, he would have died of exhaustion.
It’s just that these brothers are too innocent, that’s the impression they give to Zhao Qingrui.
These brothers and sisters did not have any disputes, unlike those in later generations who fought to the death for the throne. Instead, everyone had a good relationship.
Even though Hu Hai was a little annoying, they didn't think of killing him directly.
Fusu was the designated successor of the First Emperor, and everyone else was trying their best to assist Fusu. They probably had no intention of competing for that position.
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