Several people were talking while walking. Mrs. Cui pointed to a place and said: "This is the sewing department, over there is the embroidery department, in the front is the textile department, and in the back are the culinary arts department and the printing department."

Of course, female workers who graduated from the textile department enter textile factories, and this is regarded as training for textile factories.

Speaking of this, she said with emotion on her face: "Fortunately, the empress gave me the advice and asked me to put a professional student in a department to manage. Otherwise, I don't know how busy I would be."

There are only a few students in the Girls' College, and only one class is admitted every year, and the number of people in each class is not large. Even so, when she only managed the Beining Girls' College with more than 100 people, Mrs. Cui was still too busy to keep her feet off the ground.

Therefore, at the beginning of the establishment of Women's Technical College, Zhao Ruxi wrote a management framework for Mrs. Cui. This framework was based on the management model of a modern university. Mrs. Cui could improve it according to local conditions on this basis.

"It's a good thing that we organized one in the capital first instead of all the provincial governments doing it together, otherwise it would have been even more confusing." Mrs. Cui was still frightened when she thought of the panic and chaos.

She had been running a women's college for so long, so she thought she had a lot of experience. Who knew that this women's technical college was completely different from a women's college.

Each major has short-term, mid-term, and long-term training classes, with large numbers of people, many batches, many classes, mixed personnel, varying ages and qualities. Enrollment and registration are a lot of trouble, and management is even more difficult than for women

I don’t know how many times the trouble will be in the academy.

Fortunately, students are managed by departments, so Mrs. Cui only needs to arrest the boss.

"Outstanding students enter our workshops and shops after graduation. What about other students? What is the employment situation like?" Zhao Ruxi asked.

"They are all pretty good. After entering the academy and learning certain skills, whether it is making pastries or doing embroidery work for others, it will not be a problem. Our textile factory and printing shop are always recruiting people. And we will also control the enrollment.

The number of students is more important than the quality. First, we must build up the reputation of the college." Mrs. Cui said.

Zhao Ruxi nodded: "Very good."

She walked around the college and sat in the yard where Mrs. Cui's office was. She looked at the data they compiled and made some suggestions before leaving the Women's Technical College and preparing to go home.

After leaving the academy, she was about to get in the car when Luo Shi, who had stayed at the door and did not follow her into the academy, came over and whispered to Zhao Ruxi: "Your Majesty, the sixth girl in the second room is the girl from Zhao Ruyu who married into Prince Jingping's palace.

The maid who married her came here and said that her girl wants to see you. She is now in Suiping's house. If you go back to your parents' house to see her, it will not affect your reputation."

Zhao Ruxi frowned, thinking that Zhao Ruyu still hadn't given up the idea of ​​using Beauty Pills to exchange the position of Princess Jingping.

Just when she was about to refuse, she saw Fu Shu standing in the distance, saluting from a distance with a look of pleading.

Luo Shi added: "Fu Shu said that Miss Six is ​​not doing it for the imperial concubine."

Zhao Ruxi asked the system in her mind: "Tong, do you know what Zhao Ruyu wants to do with me? She also wants to seduce me with beauty pills?"

She knew that the system enjoyed watching gossip. Even if she didn't send it to inquire about the news, if it was interested, it would go and watch the fun.

Sure enough, when she asked, the system really knew: "Probably not. She regrets not listening to you. She probably has some insights that she wants to tell you."

Zhao Ruxi: "..."

OK.

With Zhao Ruyu's somewhat stubborn mind, if she didn't listen to her thoughts, she might have to find ways to block her.

If Zhao Ruyu had reached a corner in his thoughts and wanted to hear advice and get acquainted, Zhao Ruxi would not hesitate to give some advice.

She got on the carriage and ordered: "Go back to Uncle Suiping's Mansion."

Luo Shi was surprised: "Empress..."

Seeing that Zhao Ruxi ignored him, she didn't say anything more. She walked over and told Fu Shu, then got on her horse and followed the carriage.

When Zhao Ruxi arrived in the inner city, she separated from Princess Shang De. Her carriage drove straight to the Suiping residence. Fu Shu followed Zhao Ruxi's convoy at a distance in a mule cart.

The concierge of Suiping's residence was overjoyed when he saw Zhao Ruxi coming back. While welcoming Zhao Ruxi in, he sent someone to tell the old lady and Mr. Zhu the good news.

"Your Majesty." A person stood out from the concierge in the distance, it was Zhao Ruyu.

After Zhao Ruyu learned that Zhao Ruxi went to the Women's Technical College, she came here directly. She went in to greet the old lady and Mrs. Zhu and waited here.

"You go sit in the side hall first, and I'll go see my grandmother and mother." Zhao Ruxi nodded to her.

"Yes." Zhao Ruyu responded with a low eyebrow.

Seeing Zhao Ruxi, Mrs. Zhu frowned and said, "Did Ru Yu call you back?"

"Don't pay attention to her." The old lady said disapprovingly, "You are dealing with her, but others dare not say it to her face, and they still laugh at you secretly. Don't do stupid things and lower yourself to preserve sisterhood."

"If she had a sisterly love, she wouldn't have been a concubine in the first place. Even though she knew that your marriage would be affected if she became a concubine, she still went ahead and did it. Now she is shameless and wants to borrow you.

"Why?" said Zhu.

"No, it's not for her. I just haven't been back for a long time. Since I went to the academy with the eldest princess today, I came back to see you." Zhao Ruxi said with a smile.

Only then did the two of them become happy.

"How is the little grandson? Is he good? Is he gaining weight again now?" Madam Zhu asked.

Speaking of her son, Zhao Ruxi laughed: "What else can be done? A baby who has just been born is nothing more than eating and sleeping, and sleeping and eating. Now he is getting whiter and fatter, and he looks the same every few days. Grandma, mother, you guys

Go to the palace by yourself tomorrow to see him."

When she was pregnant with the baby, Xiao Lingyan was more nervous than she was. When she ate, he strictly followed the doctor's instructions. In the later stages, he personally controlled her food intake and did not let her eat too much, for fear that the fetus would be too big and she would suffer during delivery.

So when Xiao Duoer was born, he was not very big, weighing only six pounds. After he was born, he ate and slept during the confinement period, and ate during his sleep. Suddenly, he looked like fermented white flour steamed buns, the same every day.

It was not office time yet, so Zhao Ruxi couldn't see her father, so she asked Zhu, "Are you happy with your father's work at the Ministry of War?"

"I'm happy, very happy," said Zhu. "I'm even happier than when I was in Dali Temple or when I was working as a foreign minister in Suzhou."

After all, Zhao Yuanxun was born as a general, and he was influenced by military officers since he was a child. Entering the Ministry of War was like a fish in water, making him happier than any other yamen.
Chapter completed!