The Moon in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 792 Tired Phoenix Robe

Ying Zheng rushed to Zhangfa Hall, stopped the palace servants from making any noise, and quietly entered the hall.

As soon as he entered the palace, he saw a scene that made him feel warm and distressed.

His mother, Queen Zhao Ji, was sitting on his dragon throne at this time.

Her graceful and voluptuous figure was dressed in a black bird and phoenix robe, a symbol of supreme power, which made her look even more beautiful, dignified, graceful and elegant.

But at this moment, her beautiful face showed a little fatigue, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly furrowed, with a hint of tiredness after hard work.

Because she was concentrating and meticulously reviewing the pile of bills.

She has been doing this painstaking work for more than 20 days. It can be seen that she is very serious about handling government affairs, the kind of seriousness that is fully committed and never slackens.

The gorgeous peony was still young and beautiful, and extremely beautiful. Now Ying Zheng was so serious that he felt weak in the face.

On her left is Ying Xin, who is dressed in a phoenix robe and looks gentle and dignified. Ying Xin sits on a chair below, assisting Zhao Ji in handling government affairs.

If Zhao Ji felt that there was no problem with the draft, she would let Ying Xin take another look. If Ying Xin also felt that there was no problem, she would approve it and stamp it with the jade seal and phoenix seal.

If there is a problem, the two of them will discuss it. If they are unsure about something, they will summon cabinet ministers and Hanlin scholars to discuss it again.

For more than 20 days, Ying Zheng's "laziness" really made Zhao Ji suffer. Ying Zheng's workload was too much for her, far beyond the scope of her daily handling.

Moreover, it was the end of the year and government affairs were already very complicated. She was so busy during this period that she had little time to rest.

She also knew the weight of the imperial edict in her hand. It seemed like just a light stroke, but it affected millions of people.

Under the influence of Ying Zheng, she did not dare to be careless at all regarding matters concerning the people of the world.

Even though she had someone to assist her, she was still the one who made the real decisions. This not only made her busy with government affairs and physically exhausted, but also caused her to suffer from astonishing psychological pressure.

She had ruled on behalf of Ying Zheng several times, but each time was not long, only three to five days at most, so the energy loss was not so great, and the psychological pressure was not so great.

If you really encounter a major matter that you are unsure of, you can put it aside for the time being and wait for Ying Zheng to come back to deal with it.

But this time was different, it took too long. She now truly and deeply realized how much effort and energy a qualified emperor needs to handle such a huge government affairs day after day, and it is really not something that anyone can do well.

If one wants to fulfill his duties conscientiously and be a good emperor worthy of the people of the world, it would be not just tiring, but physically and mentally exhausting.

She herself secretly sighed in her heart, no wonder so many people like to be incompetent rulers, if they are a little lazy they will become mediocre rulers.

Choosing to be lazy is much easier than working diligently day after day.

Being a wise and sage ruler is really too hard. Even without talking about ability, just thinking about the people of the world and working diligently day after day without any slackness in handling these daily government affairs is enough to make people exhausted.

Moreover, during these twenty days, nothing major had happened, there had been no war, and she had only been dealing with daily affairs, so she did not have to preside over court meetings.

If faced with the memorials and arguments of hundreds of officials, the pressure would be even greater.

If it were Ying Zheng, he would have to deal with more things. He would have to preside over the government, summon officials inside and outside the court and the eunuchs and guards, inspect the army, meet with the subjects of the court and the country, and receive foreign guests. He really worked all year round and rarely had time to rest.

As long as the emperor wants to do something, to do something for the people of the world, there will always be endless things to do and he will never have a moment of relaxation.

It is easy to persist for a day, and it is not difficult for a year, but if you do it day and night for decades, it will be really difficult.

Especially as he gets older and his energy fades, if he doesn't want to give up power, he can only raise vicious dogs, which will inevitably lead to chaos in the court.

In comparison, it is still more satisfying to be a tyrant.

Although Ying Xin was only assisting Zhao Ji in handling government affairs, she also felt physically and mentally tired. The long period of high concentration made her feel a little strenuous.

Some things are really impossible to do. Ying Zheng is a workaholic and has a really heavy workload.

However, although her body felt tired, she felt an irrepressible excitement and secret excitement in her heart.

The feeling of exercising imperial power and controlling the world was like the strongest poison, making her, a woman, feel extremely addicted and unable to stop. It was a satisfaction far beyond the power of the harem. She secretly looked at the dragon throne under her mother, Queen Zhao Ji, which symbolized the supreme imperial power, several times, but her eyes only swept past it and she did not dare to stay for long.

I was so envious in my heart. I didn't know how many times I wanted to try it myself. What would it feel like to sit on it and handle government affairs?
I wonder what the weight of the imperial pen is? How many people's lives have been changed by a single stroke of the imperial pen?
As the Queen of the Qin Dynasty, she possessed power second only to the emperor, but after all, she was only in charge of the affairs of the palace. Compared with the affairs of the country, it felt far inferior.

One is confined to the deep palace, the other concerns all the people, there is no comparison between them.

Her desire for her son to inherit Ying Zheng's throne became stronger and stronger.

No matter what I give my son in the future, it is not as good as letting him sit on this supreme position that rules the world. That is the real glory and power.

However, she was under the greatest psychological pressure during this period, and her inner worries were beyond words. Of course, it was not because of government affairs, but naturally the Queen Mother of the West and the Lady of the West.

The existence of these two goddesses made Ying Xin feel an unprecedented sense of crisis and uneasiness.

Ying Zheng walked to the center of the hall and coughed lightly. The sound was not loud, but it instantly woke the two of them up.

When Zhao Ji saw Ying Zheng, her fatigue instantly turned into surprise. She smiled instantly, her face was bright and her eyes even sparkled with crystal light.

After being startled for a moment, Ying Xin smiled and quickly stood up and stepped forward to salute.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be blessed with good health."

"Stand up." Ying Zheng smiled and raised his hand to help Ying Xin stand up.

Then he walked straight towards Zhao Ji who was sitting on the dragon throne. His tall figure loomed over her. He smiled gently and bowed with a respectful attitude: "My son greets the Queen Mother. May you be well. You have worked hard during this period."

Zhao Ji finally relaxed, as if relieved from a great burden. She breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense spirit was relieved. She said angrily, "Your Majesty is so relaxed, leaving Cihui and the Queen to work hard here. Cihui and the Queen haven't had a good rest for a long time."

Ying Zheng walked forward with a chuckle, and with a hint of apology and doting, he took Zhao Ji's well-maintained, jade-like hand, which still felt as delicate as that of a young girl.

He comforted her softly, "Thank you for your help, mother and Xin'er. The incident happened suddenly and I was unable to inform you in advance. Now everything is fine. Just leave the government affairs to me."

Zhao Ji felt the warmth of her son's palm and the love in his words. With a hint of helplessness on her face, she rolled her eyes at Ying Zheng and said angrily:

"Of course I have to give them all back to Your Majesty. This job is too tiring! Your Majesty wants Cihui to continue to govern the country, but that is absolutely impossible. Cihui doesn't want to touch these things anymore!"

"Also, your dragon throne is too uncomfortable to sit on. Can't you change to a more comfortable one?" Zhao Ji finally complained. In addition to a hint of complaint, her tone also contained concern and love.

Ying Zheng smiled and nodded repeatedly, looking very obedient, and promised seriously: "Don't worry, mother, I will not trouble you in the short term, let you have a good rest."

Zhao Ji glanced at Ying Zheng coquettishly with a hint of suspicion and a hint of intimacy. Her eyes were full of the meaning of "I don't believe you at all", but also with obvious indulgence.

She took advantage of Ying Zheng's carelessness and secretly stretched out her slender fingers to gently pinch the soft flesh on Ying Zheng's waist. The pinch was not heavy, but it was a hint of punishment and teasing: "You, you only know how to say nice things. It's best not to see Ci Hui handling government affairs at this table in the future!"

"During this period, Ci Hui has not played mahjong even once. He has completely understood what it means to be exhausted by paperwork. He can't even straighten his back!"

Ying Zheng just smiled softly and let Zhao Ji "complain", with his heart filled with warmth.

Zhao Ji felt sorry for Ying Zheng and said, "Your Majesty, don't work too hard. The princes are grown up now. You can ask them to help you with some things. If you want to handle some unimportant matters, let them help you share the burden and exercise your abilities."

Ying Zheng smiled and nodded repeatedly in agreement. He knew that Zhao Ji really cared about him. Only Zhao Ji could say this. If anyone else said this, then
Zhao Ji stood up from the dragon chair, with obvious relief, and said with a relaxed smile: "The seat has returned to its original owner. Your Majesty is most suitable for this chair. The court and the country have been peaceful these days, and there are no major events. All the records are in the Tongzhengsi. Your Majesty will know at a glance. Cihui will go back and rest first. You are really exhausted these days."

Ying Zheng stepped forward to support Zhao Ji, with an apologetic and tender look on his face, and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work, mother. Please go back to the palace and rest. I will take care of the rest. When it is convenient another day, I will go and help you relax after I have dealt with the government affairs during this period."

Zhao Ji's expression changed slightly, with a hint of subtle awkwardness, she waved her sleeves and was about to leave.

Ying Zheng looked at Ying Xin who was standing beside him, with a gentle smile on his face, and said softly: "Xin'er has worked hard during this period. When I am done with my work, I will reward Xin'er well."

As she spoke, she winked at Ying Xin ambiguously. Ying Xin naturally understood this hint which was hardly a hint. She felt sweet in her heart and was relieved. She replied softly, "For Your Majesty and for the Queen Mother, I will not work hard."

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "Xin'er, please send your mother back to the palace. As for the matter of 'reward', we can discuss the details when I go to your palace."

When Ying Xin heard this, her cheeks turned slightly red, a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes, but with joy, she respectfully said "yes", and then accompanied Zhao Ji back to the palace.

(End of this chapter)