Chapter 4 Preparing to go to Xianyang

"Hehehe, I really can't hide it from the lady." Chunxi tensed up unconsciously, secretly looked at the lady, and saw that she didn't mean to be angry, so she relaxed.

Zhao Qingrui glanced at her lightly, "There will be no next time."

Chunxi has been with her for several years, and she doesn't want to raise someone who eats everything.

"No, no, no." Seeing Zhao Qingrui's serious face, Chunxi said quickly.

The lady has a gentle temper and rarely loses her temper, but when she is really angry she can be very scary.

"Miss, Steward Meng who is with me is back." Butler Liu came over in a hurry, with a happy face on his face.

"Uncle Meng is back, where are the others?" Zhao Qingrui's eyes lit up. Dad hasn't come back yet this year. She is worried about him being outside. Uncle Meng is back just in time. Will he come back to report that dad is coming back?

news?

"Butler Meng is in the front yard."

Arriving at the front yard, Meng Yi was standing in the courtyard with twenty guards, explaining the situation inside the home with his servants.

"I've met Miss."

"Uncle Meng, you don't have to be polite. Uncle Meng, where is my father? Why isn't he coming back?" I haven't seen my father for so long, and I miss him so much.

"The master is very busy these days and cannot come back to see the miss. However, the master has been thinking about the miss. I am worried about the safety of the miss and asked me to send these guards to the miss." Meng Yi said respectfully.

Zhao Qingrui pouted, a little unhappy, and didn't come back, "What are you busy with?"

Meng Yi smiled helplessly, "I still have a lot of things to do, and I won't be able to come back to see you during this period."

Zhao Qingrui has a lively temperament. 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.

"Okay, I wrote a letter to dad two days ago, I should have received it by now." Zhao Qingrui muttered, she just wanted to call dad back as soon as possible.

The little princess wrote a letter to His Majesty? Did something happen?

Meng Yi led these guards and introduced them to Zhao Qingrui. These people were very strong. One against ten was no problem at all. These people were all masters of the Black Ice Platform, and Ying Zheng specially selected them for her.

Zhao Qingrui looked sideways, listening to Meng Yi's introduction, his heart was burning. Where did his father recruit so many masters?

Why don't she go back and ask her father to recruit more? She will never have too many such masters.

"Dad, what are you busy with?" Zhao Qingrui asked the housekeeper to take these guards down and send them to the training camp. Zhao Qingrui looked at Meng Yi.

She felt that her family's business was not as big as she imagined, and it was not spread all over the Qin Dynasty. Her father was really too busy.

"There is something wrong with the master's business." Meng Yi said gently.

Your Majesty did not let him reveal his identity in front of the little princess, and he did not dare to say anything nonsense.

Zhao Qingrui asked curiously, "What's the problem?"

She now wants to go out and do something, and it would be better if she could help her father.

"A batch of goods was robbed by gangsters. The master went to check it out personally." Meng Yi was stiff for a moment, and then made up an excuse at random.

"That's it, Uncle Meng, when will you return to Xianyang?" Zhao Qingrui thought thoughtfully.

Meng Yi looked at Zhao Qingrui doubtfully, "We will 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."

"Why do you want to go to Xianyang suddenly?" Meng Yi was confused. Doesn't the little princess not like to go out? Why did she suddenly want to go to Xianyang?

"I need a group of craftsmen and want to win over people from the Mo family. I heard that people from the Moh family are in Xianyang now." There is nothing to hide.

After Mozi's death, the Mohist school of thought split into three schools: Xiangli's Mohism (Qin Mohism), Deng Ling'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 who was in Da Qin was Qin Mo Xiangli. This sect focused on scientific and technological research and was very pragmatic. This was exactly what Zhao Qingrui wanted.

Meng Yi didn't think much about it. The people of the Mohist family were indeed in Xianyang, and they were quite honest. They either immersed themselves in research or went out to promote their school's ideas.

The Qin Dynasty was able to unify the six kingdoms, and the Mohists also played an important role.

But now, the Mohist philosophy is contrary to the governance of the Qin Dynasty, so it has naturally been marginalized.

"I have some connections in Xianyang. If the young lady needs people from the Mo family, I can send some directly to the young lady." Meng Yi said seriously.

"No, what I need is for all the Mo family to be at my disposal. I need to go there in person. And I haven't been to Xianyang yet. I want to see how things are going in Xianyang?" Zhao Qingrui shook his head.

After listening to Zhao Qingrui's words, Meng Yi knew that he couldn't stop her.

"Okay, I'll go get ready now, and Miss will go to Xianyang with me tomorrow."

On the other side, Ying Zheng opened the small bamboo tube and took out the letter inside.

This is a letter written by his daughter to him. Looking at the content of the letter, the daughter is still thinking about his body and feels warm in her heart.

There wasn't much in the letter, but her daughter wanted him to go back early, and also told him to eat well and dress well outside, although it was a bit verbose.

In Wangyi Palace, Ying Zheng was the only one at the moment, and a gentle and loving smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

Who would have thought that His Majesty the First Emperor, who was so majestic in front of the ministers, would have a kind smile on his face.

Ying Zheng muttered, "I'll go to Jingshui sometime."

His health is getting worse and worse, and he can feel that his time is running out. He actually wants to spend more time with his daughter.

I wonder how my daughter is doing now? She hasn’t been back to Jingshui for almost half a year.

Early the next morning, Zhao Qingrui didn't bring many things. He only stayed in Xianyang for a while and would come back. There was no shortage of money at home, so he just bought whatever he needed.

This time Zhao Qingrui only brought Chunxi the cook and the two guards sent by his father, so he went into battle lightly.

Sitting in a carriage on the galloping road, Zhao Qingrui's heart was filled with ups and downs.

This is Qinchi Road, the earliest national road in history.

Chidao is very flat, and it took a lot of manpower, material and financial resources to build it.

It is because of the extensive construction of Chi Road, Zhidao, Ling Canal, Great Wall, etc. that a large number of soldiers are needed, which also makes Da Qin, which was not rich to begin with, even poorer.

From a distance, you can still see some Guizhou people working in the fields. These people are as thin as bamboo poles, their complexions are sallow, and their clothes are in tatters.

The weather has just begun to get a little warmer now. Some people don't even wear clothes. The cold wind blows, their bodies shiver unconsciously, and their faces turn pale from the cold.

Zhao Qingrui looked at this scene with a sour heart.

She knew that people today were very poor, and she had seen some of them before.

But she doesn't go out much and doesn't see much.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingrui became even more eager to change the situation in Da Qin.

"Uncle Meng, is this the case in Guizhou in other parts of the Qin Dynasty?" Zhao Qingrui's eyes fell on those people and he sighed.
Chapter completed!