After a while, the personal servant of the Duke of Zhenguo shouted at the top of his voice: "My lord, General Cao Chaoyang was conferred the title of Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery, and he led an army of 100,000 to guard the Donglin Pass! General Wen Zhen was also conferred the title of Marquis of Dingyuan, and he led an army of 100,000 to guard the Yanmen Pass!" The servant was so tired that he was out of breath.
Everyone's eyes were immediately focused on Cao Jiao. This newly-appointed Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery was Cao Jiao's father. This was incredible! He was a powerful marquis with a large army under his command!
"Where are the second and third brothers? Tell me!"
"Master, many military officers have been appointed to the frontier this time. They will all follow the two marquises to the border! Our second young master has been appointed a third-rank lieutenant general, deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, and our third young master has been appointed a fourth-rank minister of the Ministry of Rites, in charge of foreign affairs and court etiquette. They are all officials from the capital! The emperor has granted them the privilege of returning home to reunite with their families and report back in three days."
"That's great, that's great, Amitabha, the emperor is so wise! One is of the third rank, the other is of the fourth rank, the Duke's Mansion finally has someone in the court! May our ancestors bless us!" The Duke of Zhenguo was so happy that tears were about to fall from his eyes, and he almost knelt on the ground.
Jin Linlin seemed to be lost in thought. She remembered that the book seemed to say that her cheap husband died of poisoning not long after he came back.
She thought of the face of her cheap husband whom she saw on the street, with his sharp eyebrows, straight nose, and lips pressed into a cold, hard line.
His skin was as white as jade, his eyes were as deep as a pool, reflecting the ice. His dark brocade robe outlined his tall figure. The jade pendant at his waist jingled slightly with his steps, and the silver crown in his hair flashed with a cold light, as if everything in the world could be cut off by his sword.
This handsome and cold temperament is simply growing on the tip of her heart. No, she must prepare an antidote pill for him. If she doesn't seduce him, the itch in her heart will not be stopped!
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