After their children had left one after another, Wu Xuege spoke softly:
"Husband, in my view, perhaps we should redraw the prefectures and commanderies of our Great Han Immortal Dynasty."
A flicker of interest crossed Liu Changxu's eyes, and he asked:
"Oh? What do you have in mind, Xuege? Let's hear it."
In truth, Liu Changxu had been considering this question himself, but he had yet to sort out his thoughts.
Wu Xuege nodded slightly and said in a measured manner:
"The Great Yan Immortal Dynasty previously had a hundred and thirty prefectures, but its population has now fallen sharply. In my opinion, that number is excessive. A modest reduction might be more appropriate."
Liu Changxu nodded slightly in agreement.
"Xuege, you're absolutely right. Granting the children their own fiefs this time will give them more room to develop while further strengthening our control over the various regions."
Zhao Qi'er's delicate brows drew together, her eyes filled with worry:
"Husband, the children will be going so far away. If anything happens to them, our whips won't reach that far. What will we do?"
Liu Changxu's expression was resolute, his gaze carrying an unquestionable strength as he said:
"Jade cannot become a fine vessel without being carved. Besides, wherever the children receive their fiefs, we'll set up Teleportation Formations. If an emergency arises, we can rush to their aid."
Although Zhao Qi'er was still reluctant to part with them, she knew her husband was right. She sighed softly:
"All right, then."
Seeing that his wives no longer objected, Liu Changxu gave a gentle smile. He reached out and lightly took Zhao Qi'er's and Wu Xuege's soft hands, then said to the other women:
"It's getting late. Let's all turn in early."
With that, Liu Changxu gently took Zhao Qi'er and Wu