After getting out of the car, Zhao Qingrui was really tired and paralyzed, she didn't understand, how could there be so many things in the DPRK, and every trivial matter had to be reported and asked for opinions.

Daddy has strengthened the centralization of power so much, it's like finding fault for himself.

Compared with Zhao Qingrui, who has no spirit, Ying Zheng is very excited at this time, he is very satisfied with the books that Zhao Qingrui reviewed, and he is also very satisfied with the solutions she proposed.

"Little sister, your face is not very good, is your father scolding you?" Yin Yan pulled Zhao Qingrui and asked in a low voice.

"No, it's just that I helped my dad deal with a lot of things, I'm tired, I'll go to sleep for a while, something calls me." Zhao Qingrui waved her hand, feeling that she had used her brain too much, and she was tired and didn't want to move.

"Okay, go and rest." Yin Yan hurriedly said, looking at Zhao Qingrui's tired appearance, she was very distressed.

Li Si came to the palace of the First Emperor to take care of the government affairs that His Majesty had completed.

After receiving these books from His Majesty, Li Si saw the handwriting on them, his eyebrows jumped, this handwriting was a little immature, there was no style, this was obviously not the notes of His Majesty and Fusu Gongzi.

Who else but them? Li Si knew it in his heart.

It is precisely because of the number that he is more congested.

"Feng Xiang, all the political affairs handled by His Majesty are here, I have other things, please take a look at it first, and then let people send it down." Li Si directly handed over the matter to Feng Quji, making Feng Quji uncomfortable.

Feng Quji: Isn't this what Li Si likes to do the most? Transsexualized?

After taking these recitals in his hand and looking through them, Feng Qujian suddenly understood, and scolded secretly, or deal with these things.

Looking at these books, I unconsciously became fascinated.

The little princess had been staying in the chariot all the time, and she didn't know His Majesty's intentions before, but now they knew.

The review above is obviously not His Majesty's style, it must be the little princess's own thoughts.

The more he looked at it, the more frightened Feng Quji became, this little princess was indeed more powerful than Fusu Gongzi.

After finishing the recital in his hand, Feng Qujian leaned back on the stool and fell into deep thought.

Since Zhao Qingrui passed the stool to the palace, many scholars in the court have also made a lot of stools.

The stool is indeed more comfortable than the feast, and the legs are very uncomfortable after kneeling for a long time, and the stool perfectly solves a problem.

Li Si also had some guesses about the things that he thought of, which confirmed some at this time.

Thinking of this, he was also secretly frightened.

For a while, he didn't know what to do.

The Feng family is loyal to His Majesty, they did not stand in line in this matter, His Majesty had cultivated Fusu Gongzi as an heir before, and they had never interfered.

But now, all of a sudden, he found it tricky.

Except for the prince of Fusu, the other sons, although they say that their ability is good, they are still a little worse as emperors, and without His Majesty's teaching, many things cannot be started at all.

As for Hu Hai, he was ignored by everyone, and at this time, Hu Hai was deposed as a son, and he was also assigned to raise pigs.

Even when he was favored, they didn't consider him, and only the officials of Zhao Gao's family supported Hu Hai, and at this time, Zhao Gao's henchmen were also cut off by His Majesty, and no one supported Hu Hai anymore.

On the whole, the DPRK and China support the prince of Fusu the most.

The first emperor did not establish the queen, and none of these sons were born as heirs, so there was no need to think about the matter of establishing a successor.

However, there has never been a woman as a prince.

Your Majesty is really embarrassed.

Of course, he also admired this little princess very much, and even thought about whether to ask His Majesty for a family matter, his youngest son was the same age as Zhao Qingrui, and he happened to have not married a wife yet.

Early the next morning, Zhao Qingrui was dug up from the bed early and dressed up, combed her dignified hairstyle, and changed into sacrificial clothes.

At the beginning of the sacrifice, first the sacrifice to the sky, and then the ancestor sacrifice, the process is very complicated.

Zhao Qingrui was very excited at first, and then, and then there was no then.

There are too many processes, all kinds of kneeling, and listening to her uncle and grandson reciting those sacrifices, the sun is still a little sunny, and she is dizzy when she listens, and she just wants to end this sacrifice quickly.

It's a pity that this is not what she said.

The sacrifice begins early in the morning and does not end until evening.

At this point, she was finally corrected, and she had her own name on the inscription, Ying's surname, Zhao's, and her name was written on the back.

It's another day of exhaustion and paralysis, Zhao Qingrui doesn't want to move anymore, the sacrifice is too terrible, the sacrifice to the sky and the ancestors together, there are too many processes, and it is said that it is simplified.

After a casual meal at noon, she was already hungry with her chest pressed against her back.

Fortunately, the cook had already prepared, and before Zhao Qingrui and the others came back, they had already made a lot of food.

At this time, she couldn't take care of the etiquette she had learned, and began to eat with gusto, and she had never been so hungry in this world for more than ten years.

After the ancestor worship was over, there were still many things waiting for Yingzheng in the court, so he set off back to Xianyang early the next morning.

In the past few days, she is either in a hurry or in a sacrifice, and Zhao Qingrui is now simply staying away from the sacrifice activity, which is terrible.

Then, on the way back, Zhao Qingrui was stuffed with a lot of books.

"Daddy, let me go." Zhao Qingrui put on a mask of pain and hurried to find Fusu, don't you like Fusu the most? You don't always have to take special care of her, even if he cares about Fusu, she won't be jealous.

"Hurry up, you can go play with Yin Yan when you're done, you can't bear to be so tired at my age." Yingzheng urged, the girl is good anywhere, but she is a little lazy.

This must be changed, at a young age, you can't always be decadent, you must be motivated.

"I have twenty or thirty brothers and sisters, as well as the Fusu brother you like, you ask them to help you deal with political affairs, they are not incapable." Zhao Qingrui said speechlessly.

Zhao Qingrui's brothers, which one is not both civil and military, the six arts of the gentlemen of this era are not decorations, they are all real skills.

Daddy works so much every day, she has to think that in history, even if Daddy is not poisoned by the pill, he will die of exhaustion.

It's just that these brothers are too pure, this is their impression of Zhao Qingrui.

These brothers and sisters do not have any disputes, unlike those who fought to the death for the throne in later generations, but everyone has a good relationship.

Even if Hu Hai hated it a little, they didn't think about killing Hu Hai directly.

Fusu, the heir appointed by the First Emperor, and everyone else is trying their best to assist Fusu, so they probably don't have the idea of competing for that position.

(End of chapter)