Do You Know?: I, the Little Cabinet Elder, Regent of the World

"You've had a hard time fighting, it's rare for you to come back. I've already had your courtyard prepared, go and rest." Madam Qin's thoughtfulness was meticulous.

Since entering Beijing from the Xihe area, they have been parading through the streets and feasting, without having had a chance to rest.

Upon hearing this, Gu Tingye indeed felt a little sleepy, bowed respectfully, and strode away.

As the setting sun cast its glow, Madam Qin gazed kindly at the child growing up beneath her knees.

Gradually, his smile faded, his kindness vanished, and his eyes were filled with hatred.

"Tell me, why is it that Gu Tingye is so successful?" Madam Qin murmured softly, full of confusion.

The personal maid did not speak to her mother.

Clearly, Madam Qin didn't need her to speak to her.

“The three sons of the Gu family.” Madam Qin’s eyes flickered with sorrow as she said, “The eldest sister’s son, Gu Tingyu, is intelligent. If he hadn’t eaten the Blood-Withering Grass and hadn’t been physically weak since childhood, he probably would have been a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations).”

"Bai's maternal family were merchants of low birth, and their son Gu Tingye was known throughout Bianjing as a dissolute playboy. The accomplished sons of noble families considered him a disgrace and never associated with him; scholars and literati, in general, looked down on people of military background. Logically speaking, he should have had no future!"

"What, you suddenly got to know the Young Grand Secretary? He's the Young Grand Secretary!"

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Just as she was about to say something comforting to her mother, Madam Qin waved her hand and silently shed tears: "Fate is cruel!"

Privately, she reviewed the situation extensively and eventually came to the answer.

The only possible way for Gu Tingye to get to know the young Grand Secretary was during the funeral procession for Old Master Bai in Huaizuo.

However, on his next trip to Huaizuo to attend a funeral, he unexpectedly met Jiang Zichuan, who was already the top scholar in the imperial examination at that time. Who would believe it?

She painstakingly planned for over a decade, and acted for over a decade!

The young Grand Secretary casually recommended him once or twice, and that rebellious son became a useful person.

Isn't this just a cruel joke played by fate?

"Gu Tingyu is intelligent, and Gu Tingye is accomplished."

"But the son I gave birth to turned out to be an idiot!"

"All my lifelong reputation for virtue and planning has been wasted on raising a child who is nothing but a blank slate!"

Xiao Qinshi almost murmured in a low voice.

Zhizi Moruomu!

Madam Qin knew perfectly well what kind of person Gu Tingwei was.

That's what a true spoiled brat looks like!

waste!

"My elder sister is lucky. She ruined my reputation and captured the Marquis's heart. For her sake, the Marquis did not take a concubine for ten years. The Bai family, from a merchant family, filled the gap in the Marquis's heart."

Madam Qin murmured a few words, then asked in a sorrowful voice, "And what about me?"

"And me?"

After a long pause, a hint of madness flashed in Xiao Qinshi's eyes, and she murmured, "Let's go, let's pay respects to our ancestors in the ancestral hall."

"I refuse to believe that there are really gods in the heavens!"

The Duke's Mansion of Qi.

The candlelight burned brightly, casting shadows that danced along the window lattice.

Young Master Qi Heng, holding a book, reads late into the night. Anyone who sees him would surely say that he is diligent and hardworking.

However, he didn't turn a single page of the book in his hand for the entire time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

They certainly studied hard, but whether they put their heart into it is another matter.

Princess Pingning held a round fan and gently fanned herself.

The Duke of Qi held a cup of tea, took a couple of sips, and occasionally spoke about various matters.

Xihe Road?

Princess Pingning was startled, her fan faltering: "Doesn't this mean that the young Grand Secretary will now govern a region and become a high-ranking official?"

Duke Qi nodded, then shook his head: "In terms of real power, the Junior Grand Secretary certainly holds the power of a regional governor. However, a regional governor is ranked above the Vice Minister and below the Minister, and is a second-rank official."

The junior Grand Secretary's official rank was two ranks lower than that of a third-rank official: Deputy Pacification Commissioner, Pacification Commissioner, and Grand Master of the Palace.

"A high-ranking official of the third rank at the age of twenty-four!" Even the usually proud Princess Pingning couldn't help but be surprised.

Such a rapid promotion is clearly aimed at the position of head of all officials!

"Back then, Grand Secretary Fu Bi rose to the rank of Grand Secretary in just thirteen years, which was enough to awe the world. This Junior Grand Secretary has only been in office for six years and is already a third-rank official! Such a promotion record is even faster than that of Grand Secretary Fu Bi," Princess Pingning remarked.

"As a civil servant, he enters the cabinet to pay homage to the prime minister."

Duke Qi echoed, "The young Grand Secretary is a disciple of Grand Chancellor Han, and he is already famous throughout the land before even entering officialdom. It is only natural for such a person to aspire to the position of the head of all officials."

Princess Pingning nodded slowly, glancing at her son who was studying diligently.

"Heng'er studied poetry and books diligently, and his reputation has spread throughout Bianjing."

Princess Pingning pondered for a moment, "The young Grand Secretary's wife is from the Sheng family, and Heng'er studies at the Sheng family's private school. I wonder if this could be an opportunity for Heng'er to get to know the young Grand Secretary?"

The young Grand Secretary's circle consists of the most elite of the Seven Masters of Jiayou.

Last time, at the Jinmingchi Polo Club, Gu Erlang took Heng'er to find the Seven Sons of Jiayou to play pitch-pot, which almost gave Heng'er the opportunity to enter the inner circle.

Unfortunately, she wasn't paying attention and sent her maid to call Heng'er away.

After that, Heng'er tried several times to reintegrate, but there were really no opportunities.

It's too late to regret!

The Duke of Qi hesitated, as if he wanted to speak.

“In my opinion, let’s find a day to send gifts!” Princess Pingning said without room for argument.

The Duke of Qi's family had fallen into decline for three generations, but her son Heng'er was exceptionally intelligent and was undoubtedly the one to revive the family.

The Duke of Qi sighed.

"All right!"

A prosperous mansion and a lush pavilion.

"Imperial consort?"

Sheng Rulan was shocked: "Eldest sister has actually been granted an imperial title?"

“Your father said it himself, how could it be false?” Wang Ruofu rolled her eyes at him, annoyed.

“My grandmother came from the Marquis of Yongyi’s family, but she didn’t have this!” Sheng Rulan exclaimed in surprise.

"Anyway, she's been granted an imperial decree!"

As he spoke, Wang Ruofu spoke with a hint of pride.

Having successful children is the greatest blessing.

Linqi Pavilion.

"My Mo'er!"

"You must take your elder sister as your role model, marry into a good family, earn an official title, and live a glorious life," Lin Qinshuang instructed.

"Mo'er will remember!"

Sheng Molan nodded repeatedly.

Shou'an Hall.

"Imperial consort?"

Sheng Minglan was startled and said nothing.

The topic is too high-level!

However, the young master has recently made several overtures to the situation.

I wonder if she and the young master have a chance?

Qi Heng is simply too perfect.

Good looks, privileged background, and exceptional talent.

The key point is that he took the initiative to make amends.

This naturally leads people to harbor illusions.

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Chapter 98 A Visit to the Seven Sons of the Sheng Family! (Two Chapters Combined)

The clouds disperse as the sun rises, and a gentle breeze stirs the curtains.

The gauze curtains hung low as the beautiful woman dressed and put on her makeup.

The ink flows gently, the rouge is applied lightly, the hair is tied up with a wooden hairpin, the long skirt sways slightly, and the lips are adorned with red.

Every glance and movement is like a painting of a lady by a famous artist, drawing the eye repeatedly.

Jiang Zhao stretched out his hands and silently admired the scene.

A haven of gentle pleasures, a graveyard for heroes!

The ordeal of the night left him with a feeling of weakness.

You know, he's always been full of energy, and he can be full of life again after just two or three hours of rest!

"Ok?"

"Officer."

A casual glance back revealed her husband had woken up. Sheng Hualan called out softly, then took a few light steps, picked up a light blue brocade robe she had prepared beforehand, and draped it over her husband.

Jiang Zhao put on a brocade robe, took his wife's hand, and said gently, "Would you like me to draw your eyebrows, my wife?"

Sheng Hualan was taken aback, but felt a sweet warmth in her heart and nodded repeatedly.

The beautiful woman held her husband's hand, her face full of anticipation.

Jiang Zhao took the eyebrow pencil, smelled the faint fragrance on his wife, and gently began to draw the eyebrows.

The beautiful woman sat gracefully, her every smile and frown captivating.

For a time, the couple lived in perfect harmony.

One time, while drawing eyebrows, both he and she were interested, and it took them two incense sticks to finish.

After finishing her eyebrow makeup, Sheng Hualan moved lightly and instructed her personal maid to bring out two lists.

Without exception, they were all land deeds.

“They were all sent from the palace,” Sheng Hualan said softly.

Jiang Zhao understood.

Otaku, Royal Estate!

In fact, besides these two imperial gifts, he also received official robes such as a sable hat, a gold fish-shaped pouch, a purple robe, and a jade belt as rewards.

However, the official robes were woven by the Wensi Academy, which was under the jurisdiction of the Shaofujian (Imperial Household Department).

A fine third-rank purple robe requires one or two skilled craftsmen to weave for about ten days to complete.

If you include everyday clothes, sacrificial clothes, and seasonal clothes, then that makes four official robes.

It will probably take eleven or twelve days to get all the third-rank official robes into our hands.

Jiang Zhao picked up the land deed for the imperial-bestowed residence.

Since no one has ever lived there, the official residence has no name.

The Great Zhou Dynasty lasted for nearly a century, which is neither long nor short, and produced a total of more than 120 Grand Secretaries of the Cabinet.

The Imperial Street stretches three or four miles from north to south, and contains more than two hundred houses.

It's not unusual to find houses that have never been lived in.