Chronicles of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 335, Section 334: Towering as a Mountain
When Qin Shi saw the letter, he couldn't help but laugh.

Yueyan and Madam Hu...

After so many years of being together, haven't the mother and daughter received any subtle influence from each other?

If she had used her brain, she would have known that palace maids had to undergo numerous checks before sending messages out.

As for the letter saying that the queen was plain-looking and that she had given birth to a prince... Ji Heng did not value women much, but that does not mean he did not have his own aesthetic sense.

Even if he didn't love Madam Chu's delicate, frail demeanor, it didn't stop him from appreciating such a beauty. Madam Zheng was also spirited, radiant, and captivating, not to mention someone like Qin Ba Zi…

Moon Swallow?

She suppressed a laugh and said, "Send the letter out."

"Also, have someone keep a close eye on her and make sure she doesn't offend the King."

She was spared; let's see if the other person can improve. Then, frowning, she said:

"Is there any minister's wife who has ever truly managed the affairs of a poor household?"

That's why large corporations need to build up their talent pool of managers. There's a harsh saying among capitalists, but it's quite apt here.

If you don't do it, plenty of others will.

After thinking for a moment, the woman realized she really couldn't answer.

Because nowadays, how many truly poor people are among those who can read, write, and become officials?

Qin Shi shook his head and said nothing more, only asking:
"Is the princess still able to manage her work?"

The Red Maiden smiled and said, "I heard that when the princess got off the carriage yesterday, she was carried down by her maids, and last night a doctor was sent to massage her..."

It seems that the closer the auction gets, the more nervous the person is not the King and Queen, but the person in charge, Princess Wen.

Upon hearing this, Qin Shi couldn't help but smile slightly.

Although she's so tired, the princess must feel a great sense of accomplishment, and she probably wouldn't want to lighten her load now.

"Then, what about Prince Qian?"

The Red Woman replied solemnly:

“Prince Qian has been following Captain Lin around recently, and has been practicing his escort duties many times. The Queen is good at recognizing and employing people. I never thought that the Prince would be so different from his previous recklessness in this matter. He is not as straightforward as before, but is instead exceptionally humble and hardworking during the practice.”

"I heard that the doctor reported several times that his body was covered in bruises from being thrown around, but he never complained of being tired."

That's perfectly normal.

If teenage boys fall and get hurt while playing sports, are they supposed to go home and complain bitterly?
As long as it's something they love and are willing to do, it's worth putting in any amount of effort.

However, although the siblings each have their own flaws, their ability to endure hardship and withstand pressure when they encounter things they are interested in is also an exceptionally remarkable quality.

Seeing the Queen's joy, the Red Maiden also became happy.

The queen's close attendants were all aware of her grand ambitions.

He wished that all the people under heaven could have enough to eat and wear, and he also wanted the Qin state to be prosperous and enduring.

Therefore, the queen needs many people who can do things for her and act on her behalf.

Now that the princes and princesses in the palace are in demand, they naturally have no interest in the ephemeral struggle for the crown prince position.

This way, she could serve the Queen while avoiding trouble, and she was genuinely happy for the Queen.

Because apart from the Queen, probably no one else would be so bold and confident in employing these servants.

Qin Shi, however, didn't think so much; at this moment, he was simply happy because he loved the house so much that he couldn't help but feel a little fond of its contents.

"In that case, tell Chenghu and Xinming that within three days after this auction, each of them must write a 3-word reflection, which I will then present to His Majesty for his personal review."

Students should act like students. Since she got caught in the rain, she should tear up the umbrellas of those who come after her!

Of course, Qin Shi didn't admit to having such thoughts, so he sat up straight as if he were doing it right.

"When Your Majesty comes here tonight, I will tell him this good news."

For a father, there is nothing more joyful than his children growing up.

...As night deepened, a sudden chill swept through the air.

Inside the iron cauldron of the carriage, fine silver frost charcoal, made from nanmu and sandalwood, was burning quietly, providing a continuous source of warmth for the carriage.

As for honeycomb briquettes with even higher calorie content?

Coal has a slight smell when it burns, which is fine for commoners, but for nobles it's only used for burning in the walls.

If you need to keep warm while traveling, you should still prioritize charcoal made using this secret method that has a faint, warm fragrance when burned.

When Ji Heng got out of the carriage, he saw the Queen waiting outside the palace gate, wrapped in a cloak.

This made him frown slightly, then he strode over and took the other person's not-so-warm hand.

Then, his long eyes swept over the surrounding servants, and seeing that they were still bowing their heads like quails, he withdrew his gaze:
"The night is long and cold; the Queen need not wait at the palace gates."

Qin Shi did indeed wait on purpose.

But it wasn't that difficult.

The interior walls of the hall were warm and inviting.

As we all know, people are more likely to move around a bit more in a warm and comfortable environment.

That's exactly what she is.

I usually go out every now and then to enjoy the cool breeze and breathe in the fresh air; it makes me feel more comfortable.

Because several additional annexes were added after the renovation of Ganquan Palace, the warmth gradually recedes from the inside out, preventing sudden chills and colds when entering or leaving the palace.

Therefore, she is more willing to go out and about.

But at this moment, he couldn't say that to Ji Heng.

She simply grasped Ji Heng's hand in return, and then said happily:

"Your Majesty, I am happy for Your Majesty's heart."

Oh?
Ji Heng raised an eyebrow slightly: "It is clear that the name I bestowed upon her, [Lüfang], is exactly what the Queen desires."

This is certainly one aspect.

But Qin Shi had already followed his steps into the hall. Because he was tall and had a large stride, she habitually took Ji Heng's arm.

The muscles hidden beneath layers of clothing are no longer as tense as they used to be.

Clearly, the two are making good progress in adapting to each other.

She smiled and said, "I never imagined that the King would bestow upon me the name 'Lüfang'."

This is not merely Ji Heng's naming of the auction house; it also expresses his expectations of his queen.

But at this moment, Qin Shi said with deep emotion and sincerity:

“I know that Your Majesty treats me this way.”

Now it was Ji Heng's turn to frown slightly.

He actually didn't... Never mind!
Seeing how happy the Queen is, let her be.

The name "Lu Fang" truly reflects the importance I place on the Queen.

But the next moment, he saw the queen, her eyes brimming with affection, looking at him again:
"I haven't had a chance to congratulate Your Majesty again yet."

"Your children, the princes and princesses of our Qin Kingdom, are now shouldering heavy responsibilities. Through trials and tribulations, their perseverance, willpower, and patience are exceptionally outstanding, far surpassing those of other young men in the world."

"It is evident that Your Majesty is as majestic as a mountain, setting an example by your own conduct, and your children will eventually become pillars of society."

Now, Ji Heng was slightly taken aback, but in an instant, his eyes lit up and his expression brightened:

"Sure?"

　Oh no, I can no longer summarize a plot in a few words; instead, I write long, drawn-out stories...

　　(End of this chapter)