Soul swap tyrant always wants to have a baby

He had always known about the Prime Minister only from what others said. If he had talked to the Prime Minister more often or visited the Prime Minister's residence, he would not have hated the Prime Minister so much.

Now it seems that I was really a blind person and almost caused a disaster.

When the two were about to leave, Leng Wuqin specifically spoke a few words to Zhong Liyuan alone.

The care and love in those words made him feel a fatherly love he had never felt before.

Is this what my father is like?

"Did you remember what Dad said today? Don't be willful. Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. You must be careful with your words and actions in front of the emperor, and don't let your favor lead you to arrogance."

"My daughter will remember your father's teachings."

Leng Wuqin touched his daughter's head lovingly and looked at his now graceful daughter with satisfaction.

"Niuniu has grown taller. It seems that the emperor is really good to you."

"Don't worry, Dad. My daughter is doing well, and the Emperor is also a very good person."

"Well, as long as you live well, Dad won't ask for anything else."

Only at this moment did Leng Wuqin truly breathe a sigh of relief.

God knows how difficult it was for him, a civil official, to secretly plan for his daughter to give birth to a prince to support the new emperor.

In the past, when the emperor was like that, he really didn't feel comfortable letting his daughter stay in his harem.

Now it seems that the plan can be put on hold for a while and observed.

If possible, he naturally didn't want his daughter to marry a man she didn't love, and he didn't want his daughter to have children with a man she didn't love.

But the world is cruel and treats all things as straw dogs. The emperor is young and cannot stand the truth, so it is difficult for him to accomplish great things.

For the sake of Dongxia's country and his only daughter with his beloved wife, he could only prepare for the future.

As long as he can protect the Dongxia kingdom and his daughter's happiness for the rest of her life, it doesn't matter if he becomes a traitor.

When leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhong Liyuan looked back at the simple yet warm house, feeling mixed emotions.

Leng Qing strolled around the street in a very down-to-earth manner, and bought two candied haws and handed one to Zhongli Yuan behind him.

The two of them, one the emperor and the other the emperor's personal eunuch, were walking along the street.

Not only did he not make any grand gesture, but he even didn't bring his servants with him. He didn't act like a king at all.

But this is already very common for the people in the capital.

Even these people dared to greet the emperor and ask him if he had eaten, which was very rare in the entire feudal dynasty.

Leng Qing was shopping as he walked, and when they reached the Ministry of Industry, both of them were carrying a lot of things in their hands.

Leng Qingyi has been strolling around the capital these days, and people from various government offices in the capital have remembered Leng Qingyi's current face.

As soon as he arrived at the Ministry of Works, the gatekeeper took the things in his hand and respectfully invited him in.

The Minister of Works, who was supervising his men to expedite the production of weapons needed by the soldiers at the border, wiped the sweat from his forehead and went out to greet the emperor when he learned that he was coming.

I don't know why the emperor has been keeping such a close eye on things for the past month, but this has improved the atmosphere among officials in the capital.

A last-in-first-out system and a strict assessment system make it difficult for them to idle away their time and enjoy life.

He wished he could use the twelve hours as if they were twenty, for he was afraid that one day the emperor would suddenly attack him and he would be caught as an example if he failed to complete his mission.

"I see you, Your Majesty."

"Master Wang, what are you busy with? You're sweating profusely."

"Excuse me, Your Majesty. I am currently supervising my men in forging weapons for the soldiers at the border."

"how is the progress?"

"The elite troops of each camp can almost be supplied first, and the ordinary soldiers are still being rushed."

"I'll go take a look."

Minister of Works Wang Shou breathed a sigh of relief and took Leng Qingyi to the place where weapons were manufactured in the Ministry of Works.

Looking at the craftsmen who were working on ironwork with their bare arms waving around, Leng Qingyi considerately stopped them when he saw him about to kneel down.

"No need to kneel. I'm just here to take a look. You've worked hard, so take a rest if you're tired. Soldiers, weapons are important, but you must also take care of your health. A healthy body is the capital of revolution."

These workers without official positions were not like the officials who would react to the emperor as if he were seeing a flood or a beast.

They felt very cordial when they saw the emperor. The king of a country did not look down on them at all. He rewarded them in various ways and said that they had worked hard.

These people's lives were worthless. In the past, officials didn't care whether they were tired or not, and they just exploited these craftsmen.

The current emperor is not only considerate of them but also very approachable. The last time he came here, he even personally worked on the ironwork and did not look down on them at all.

They never thought they would receive respect from the king of a country. Seeing the emperor coming to watch them again, they worked even harder to forge iron.

Leng Qing took a quick look but didn't find what he was looking for.

The Minister of Works had been observing the emperor's expression, and when he saw that the emperor seemed to be looking for something, he hurriedly asked.

"Your Majesty, what are you looking for?"

"Where are the soldiers' armor and boots made?"

"The armor and boots were made by an embroiderer in another courtyard."

"Take me to see it."

After being led by the Minister of Works to the courtyard where the embroiderers were staying, she saw that they were busy making winter clothes. She turned around and glanced at Wang Shou.

Wang Shou quickly stepped forward to explain, "The treasury was empty, and the soldiers haven't had new winter clothes for two or three years. I applied to the Minister of Revenue for a sum of money to make winter clothes for the soldiers. Now that they're ready by winter, almost every soldier should be able to wear new warm clothes."

Leng Qing patted the Minister of Works on the shoulder, and the weight of the pat almost made the Minister of Works' old bones kneel down.

"I'm very grateful that the Minister of Works is so considerate of the soldiers. Have the embroiderers received the rewards I asked you to give to the workers last time?"

"No, the soldiers who work as ironworkers do the most hard work, and these women also get paid for their needlework."

"Needlework is no easier than blacksmithing. It strains the eyes very much. From now on, if there are rewards, all workers in the Ministry of Works will receive them together."

"Your Majesty is kind and merciful, and I admire you deeply."

"Call over some of the best embroiderers here."

Wang Shou gave a wink to the attendant behind him, and soon five embroiderers were brought over.

Although they had met the emperor before, they were still very nervous when he asked them questions at such a close distance.

"An Yi, give me the skin."

A man in black suddenly appeared and handed Leng Qingyi a bundle, which scared the embroiderers.

"Don't panic. These are my guards. I came here to ask for your help. Take a look at this leather and see if it can be made into clothing. It would be best if it were waterproof and comfortable to move around in."

The five embroiderers were shocked when they opened the package, but they had all killed chickens and geese at home, so they were only shocked. When they saw that it was a dead object, they were not so scared anymore. The five embroiderers gathered around to study it, and Leng Qingyi watched from the side.

"Your Majesty, what kind of animal's skin is this? I've never seen it before."