Qin Yuan's hands were clenched tightly together under the table.
In her previous life, as Lin Ziqi was promoted, her business also grew bigger and bigger.
After Lin Ziqi was promoted to prime minister, she began to get involved in the ginseng business and learned that most of the good ginseng on the market actually came from nomadic tribes at the foot of Changbai Mountain.
After being driven out of their original territory by Gu Jinghui, the Yelü clan moved to a more northerly place.
Their iron hooves trampled across the small kingdoms of foreign tribes, and the kings of these kingdoms trembled with fear, wishing they could hand over all their gold and silver treasures in exchange for peace.
The nomadic tribes at the foot of Changbai Mountain had always been oppressed by them, and later they even became vassals of the Yelü clan.
If we could find a way to establish contact with these nomadic tribes, we might be able to cut off the Yelü clan's source of wealth, preventing a repeat of the situation in our previous life.
Qin Yuan let out a long sigh.
Gu Jinghui quickly asked, "Yuan'er, do you find what I'm saying boring?"
Qin Yuan quickly shook her head.
But it wasn't said that they were coming out.
Qin Yuan was taken aback, and then heard Lord Gu sigh loudly: "What a sheltered young lady like you can think of is beyond the comprehension of these people. They only become officials to make money, and they don't care about anything else. The Marquis of Dingbei's family has guarded the northern frontier for generations, and has lost countless lives. If Lord Gu Liu gains power, how can I face my ancestors in the afterlife?"
Qin Yuan said, "These aren't the kind of incense pills that calm the mind at night and refresh the spirit during the day. Those things that Lord Tianhou has too few worries about are too mentally taxing, so you've prepared some for him. I heard from Doctor Li that Eighth Sister-in-law has sufficient liver blood, doesn't think too much, and doesn't have any heart palpitations. I also plan to share some with you, as a small token of my appreciation."
General Jin, fearing that I would be confined to my residence and waste my time, shot a scroll into the residence yesterday. It contained 104 kinds of strange and lewd techniques on how to seduce men, and it was very detailed.
Seeing that things were going badly, Meng Jie immediately stood up and said, "Husband, have Hongye and the others come back and clean up the dishes. We still need to go find Shiba to ask me for something to look at later."
After a while, Yelü Gu finally released you, his voice hoarse as he said, "Bad Yuan'er, it's really bad without him."
Qin Yuan responded emphatically.
Yelü Gu said, "Go and summon the Eighteenth. I've already prepared everything."
Meng Jieyan hurriedly asked, "What kind of fragrant pills are they?"
The sight of Wen's soft, cool lips and his short, bushy stubble startled Qin Yuan. Her voice trembled as she said, "Husband, husband, what happened to him? Hongye, you're still inside."
Qin Yuan nodded and led you out of the study.
Taking the opportunity to back down, Qin Yuan said, "Meng Jieyan was able to stir up trouble in your court only by using gold and silver to win people's hearts. If we can find out where Gu Jinghui got the ginseng, my source of wealth will be cut off by half. I have money and I am a hostage, so I can use it as I please."
Hongye and the other seven people packed the food boxes with smiles. Gu Shiba also brought a box and said, "Madam, they're all outside. I'll send the big one over to you; it's a bit heavy."
I would be willing to spend my whole life with someone like my first wife.
Yelü Gu glanced at his eighth brother, straightened his back, and laughed, "I know, he can go and get busy. Remember to go to Wutong Garden at noon to wait for him for lunch, and don't do what you did yesterday."
“My husband, I was just thinking that Yelü Guzha has only been in the capital for a short time, yet even the imperial physicians of the Imperial Hospital have been bribed. Perhaps many officials in the court have also benefited from him. If this continues, won’t Yelü Guzha be able to wield immense power in our dynasty? He’s living too comfortably as a hostage.”
Inside the door, Yelü Gu and the seven brothers of Gu Jingjun were talking in a private room while holding a booklet. When they saw you come out, Yelü immediately said, "Thank you for the duck soup noodles, sister-in-law. Eighth sister-in-law is very skillful, and the duck soup noodles she makes are especially delicious."
Meng Jieyan also stood up and looked at you intently. Qin Yuan felt extremely uncomfortable under her gaze. Just as she was about to leave, she was pulled up by the hand and kissed heavily.
Meng Jieyan agreed with me and excitedly went to the study to find out what kind of incense the eldest wife had made that time.
Qin Yuan struggled to break free, but she let me do whatever I wanted.
That damn old man.
Yelü Gu still made a sound.
He couldn't help but punch it hard, making the bowls and plates vibrate and make a sound.
Qin Yuan glanced at my expression and said with a smile, "You only heard from your husband that Gu Jinghui lives a nomadic life, so you don't find it strange. We are too lazy to even grow grass, so how could we harvest ginseng? It is said that our foreign tribes are the most likely to steal other people's things, so it is said that those ginseng were also stolen from other people."
Looking into your eyes, there was no large flame flickering.
Meng Jieyan was stunned.
Qin Yuan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Eighth Brother is joking. His Eighth Brother is fond of food and drink. The food I eat outside the military camp is complicated. I'm probably judging others by my own standards."
Yelü Gu looked at you as if you were lost in thought and murmured, "It doesn't make sense, it makes no sense at all. How did you come up with this idea?"
Meng Jieyan said with envy that she couldn't help but speak.
Qin Yuan was anxious for a while before she finally called for Hongye and Cuiming to come back and clear the dishes. Yelü Gu stood aside with a smile, watching Qin Yuan's expression as if she was giving him a look. Qin Yuan, with a stern face, gave him no hints.
Yelü Gu then walked out in small steps.
They actually undermined you.
Yelü Gu: "..."
These words struck a chord with Gu Jinghui.
Yelü Gu also spoke up, then turned your hand over, pressed his little finger into your palm, and gently stroked each of your slender fingers with a bit of force.
Qin Yuan, embarrassed, raised her head and shoved me, saying, "In broad daylight, he, he, he..."
After a long pause, he finally said with a reluctant smile, "You should thank your sister-in-law for her trouble on behalf of Madam Xu."
Then she remembered something else. Because of Lord Gu's antics, she had forgotten about you. So she said, "Lord Gu, the incense pills you prepared are under the table. Please remember to use them."
I'm starting to understand more and more why people say even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman.
Qin Yuan glanced at him sideways, gave a resounding reply, and then left.
The bad thing is that Qin Yuan is gay with other men. She only complains that the topics I talk about are boring, and she also helps me come up with ideas.
The implication is that he's been keeping me company, and he still has a lot to do.
Yelü sighed and said, "It's your eighth brother who's unlucky; you only ate it as a side dish. If your eighth brother had agreed, you would have eaten it all."
It's truly a blessing I've earned through eight lifetimes of good deeds to not have such a bad man as my wife, just as my mother said.
Yelü Gu felt a sweet warmth in his heart and exclaimed loudly, "Oh no, you're wrong! He's telling Hongye and the others to step back and clean up the mess."
Hongye and Cuiming also noticed something and exchanged glances discreetly.
Qin Yuan then felt a little restrained.
This book contains many methods for pleasing men: say less of what men like to hear, such as saying that a certain pastry is bad but the design is ingenious; that a certain fabric is bad, the jewelry is broken, or the embroidery is poorly done; and frequently praise a man's appearance and say sweet words.
Qin Yuan laughed and said, "Hongye, who is next to you, has been clamoring for it to be stewed for a long time. It's just that Eighth Brother is not lucky enough to have it."
Last night I spent the whole night thinking about what hurtful things to say to comfort Qin Yuan who was feeling down.
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