My younger sister insisted on marrying me and made me the Marquis' wife.

Chapter 375 Injured... ?
"My Lord, can't you?"

Cui Ming cried out softly.

"Shh, keep your voice down," Hongye hurriedly covered Cuiming's lips and whispered, "This is just my guess..."

She couldn't keep such a big thing to herself and feel upset, so Hongye poured out all her confusion to Cuiming.

Cui Ming's expression changed from shock to embarrassment, and finally she managed to calm down.

"You are worrying for no reason. The Marquis will not do that. Have you forgotten that the young lady has learned medical skills from Doctor Li? If it doesn't work, would the young lady not know it?"

Hongye was almost convinced.

……

"What? Marquis Dingbei was injured in Saibei?"

The emperor was shocked and sat up straight. The memorial in his hand fell on the gold brick with a "clack". The old king beside him whispered in his ear: "This is the news from the director. I heard that the sister-in-law of Marquis Dingbei is seriously ill. It has been a matter of a few days. The director went to take her pulse every day, but was stopped by Marquis Dingbei to see the doctor."

The emperor sighed, "Is it true that the Dingbei Marquisate will be extinct?"

The old king stood a little further away and said, "Your Majesty forgot that Master Gu Liu is also a descendant of the Gu family."

The emperor turned his head and glanced at Lao Wang, hesitating for a moment before saying, "Didn't Master Gu Liu try his best to become a famous scholar? He has been writing poems for so many years, and finally he has made them clearer and people can understand them. I'm afraid his children won't be able to go to the battlefield."

Lao Wang couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

The emperor read the collection of poems that the prince brought back from the Dingbei Marquis's Mansion, and praised several of the poems, especially those written by Mr. Qin. The emperor read some of the poems over and over again, and he still remembered them.

"I think Mr. Gu Liu's poems are fluent and easy to understand, which is not bad. In addition, Mr. Gu Liu's illustrations are also very beautiful. It is said that talented men and ladies from other provinces want to buy them for collection."

"Oh?"

The emperor raised his eyebrows and looked at the old king.

The old king stood up straight, shook the whisk in his hand, and said, "I heard that the new wife of Dingbei Marquis loves her younger brother-in-law very much, and of course she also wants to promote her cousin. She printed a collection of poems in her dowry shop. She originally wanted to give it away, but she didn't expect that a lot of them were sold. The emperor also saw it. The printing is elegant and exquisite, and the embroidery is also beautiful. It is deeply loved by the ladies in the boudoir. Many students from other provinces also want to buy it for collection."

As he spoke, he glanced at the emperor's expression and lowered his voice.

"Doesn't that collection of poems also include the masterpieces of the Minister of Rites and the Academician?"

The emperor understood, and after a while he sighed, "Mrs. Dingbei has done a great job. I didn't expect that old-fashioned Qin Jijiu could give birth to such a daughter. I heard she's a stunning beauty. What a pity. Is she living a life of widowhood?"

Lao Wang sighed: "...What can I do?"

Everyone has his own life.

He doesn't want to be a eunuch yet.

The emperor frowned and asked slowly, "Did the director of the Imperial Hospital...say...whether it can be cured?"

Lao Wang shook his head.

It's already a vital part of your life, how can you cure it?

It's not kidney deficiency, so just drink some tiger penis wine and take some aphrodisiac pills.

Can what is missing grow back?
You shouldn't go to the abbot, you should go to the Taoist priest.

If Dingbei Hou could grow up, he would also like to try to grow it up.

The emperor was silent for a long while, then he sighed and said quietly, "Why am I a little hesitant to do it? According to Gu Jinghui's merits, he should have been made a Duke, but I dare not do it. Treating Dingbei Marquis's Mansion well is the ancestral precept passed down by our ancestors. If it weren't for the Crown Prince... Hey... Dingbei Marquis's Mansion has been guarding Daxing for many generations."

Old Wang did not respond. He lowered his head and thought for a long time before he said carefully: "There will be no war in Daxing in the future, and there will be no need for Marquis Dingbei. Old Madam Gu wants her children and grandchildren to study hard and become Jinshi, so the Marquis Dingbei's Mansion will only have an empty title to be passed down in the future." And it will be passed on to the bloodline of Master Gu Liu.

The Dingbei Marquis Mansion is in name only, so what are you worried about?
Hearing this, the emperor felt relieved. After thinking for a while, he said, "Go and ask Editor Xia to approve Gu Jinghui's memorial and pass it to the Ministry of Personnel. Let them discuss how to handle it. Since the descendants of the Dingbei Marquis's Mansion will all take the imperial examination in the future, we can't offend all the three dukes and nine ministers."

The old king smiled and complimented: "Your Majesty is truly wise and benevolent, and he considers the long-term interests of his subjects. With a master like your Majesty, who wouldn't die for Daxing and for your Majesty?"

"You old thing, just say what I like."

The emperor laughed.

The old king said: "Then I will go and convey the order right away."

The emperor was very happy and waved his hand, saying, "Go."

Old Wang hobbled to the warm room in the west and asked Editor Xia to find the memorial that Gu Jinghui had submitted earlier, approve it, and forward it to the cabinet.

Xia Bianzheng was writing something. Upon hearing this, he put his pen to his ear and rummaged through the documents piled on the table.

"All the memorials submitted by Marquis Dingbei were kept in the palace and not published. I wonder which one it is?"

Old Wang said, "The latest one, it talks about the imperial examination."

"oh oh,"

Editor Xia found it, flipped open the memorial and read it through, then said with a smile, "People say that the Marquis of Dingbei is only good at fighting. In my opinion, he is also quite capable in the court. Such wording and writing cannot be written without years of experience in the officialdom."

Lao Wang snorted, "I'm afraid it's just a blind cat catching a dead mouse. I watched that kid grow up, how could he have any knowledge?"

Editor Xia stopped talking.

The old king watched Xia Bianxiu take the pen from his ear, dip it in ink, put the letter into the pile to be processed, and then said, "I heard that Dingbei Marquis's Mansion may have a funeral recently. Wait until the cabinet has discussed it clearly before issuing an order. I'm afraid it will happen. If those who don't understand the situation think that the emperor is harsh on his subjects, then it's your fault."

Xia Bianxiu grinned, thought for a moment and said, "Do we have to wait until 49 days have passed?"

Lao Wang glared at him and said, "Just take the message. The old officials in the cabinet know what to do. Do you understand?"

"I see," Xia Bianxiu asked, "Anything else?"

"That's all." Old Wang turned around in dismay and snorted after leaving the warm room: "What a joke. I'm afraid I'll be an editor for the rest of my life."

In the warm room, Editor Xia also spat, "Old eunuch."

Old Wang did not return to the Palace of Tranquil Longevity. Instead, he turned a few steps, gave some instructions to the eunuch guarding the gate, and then returned to the courtyard where he lived.

As soon as he entered the door, the eunuch who was guarding inside hurried out to greet him and said, "Grandpa Gan is back."

Lao Wang nodded and was helped to sit in the rocking chair under the tree.

Then a pot of tea that was neither hot nor cold was placed on the small table next to it.

"Grandpa Gan, have some tea first, I'll serve you food later."

Lao Wang took the tea, took a sip, and said, "Yes, my throat is smoking. I have been guarding the Yangxin Palace all day and I haven't even had a sip of water."

If you run out of food, you can't hold your urine, and if you drink too much water, you will pee.

I was afraid of annoying the emperor by going in and out.

The young eunuch suddenly became clever and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Grandfather. Why do you seem to be in a good mood today? Did you receive a reward from the Emperor?"