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

Chapter 152 Satisfy Him Once

Gu Jinghui hadn’t reacted to the first part, but he got annoyed when he heard the latter part: “How come the Xu family has become so messed up that they are actually engaged in such a business? Don’t they care about their descendants?”

Hongye hesitated for a moment and said, "My Lord, you don't know that those who can make a living by lending money at high interest rates in the capital must be very important, otherwise they will not be able to collect the debts they have lent."

Gu Jinghui was stunned.

Qin Yuan had seen a lot in his previous life and had heard a little about it. He said, "I have heard of this. Those who can open casinos have connections with people in the government. They have to pay a lot of money to officials of all sizes every year. With the protection of the government, the casino can continue to operate. Otherwise, who would not want to get involved in such a profitable business? Of course, it takes some skill to lend money at high interest in the casino."

A question flashed through Gu Jinghui’s mind. How could a girl like Qin Yuan, who was raised in a civil servant’s family, know all this?

He couldn't help but look at Hongye.

The maid in front of me, who is chattering and asking for information everywhere, is like a scout in the army. She tells her master everything, regardless of whether it is appropriate or not.

Hongye, who was inexplicably burdened with a big pot, was suddenly startled.

Qin Yuan added: "Since someone from the Xu family is doing this, all kinds of people are involved. It might be easier for them to find someone than for us."

Gu Jinghui nodded thoughtfully, "I'm going back to the outer courtyard first. I still have some things to deal with. You should also rest early. All the affairs in the mansion are handed over to you. If you can't handle it, don't be stubborn."

"Ate."

Lord Gu said warmly: "Yes."

Hongye was trying to hold back her laughter, but Lin Ziqi was busy and had nothing to do, so he left very slowly.

Gu Jinghui, however, had already handed over the manuscript with a smile, and said flatteringly, “Myna, you’ve already prepared everything.”

"Of course, Brother Qin tells you that as long as you read less and practice less, you can also write bad poems. I am like other people who look down on you because of your knowledge, but also criticize you because of your status."

Lord Gu walked away, feeling secretly annoyed.

The bookstore owner laughed out loud, and continued, "If his master wants to become famous, he can go somewhere else. Your takeaways are all genuine. Those pretentious people are just asking for trouble."

"read?"

After opening the manuscript and taking a closer look, it seems that Qin Yuanyuan's poems are indeed much worse than those of Gu Liuye.

"…What are you worried about?"

Lord Gu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Qin Yuan blinked and said, "If it was half a month ago, I would have been too busy to handle it. Now, it's not so bad. But if no one in the outer courtyard obeys, you have to punish them. Don't feel bad when that happens, my Lord."

Gu Shiba was so angry that he clenched his fists and was about to explode.

Lord Gu said, "He brought the poetry collection for you to look at. This Wen Yushan has too few thoughts. He spends more time with me. On the other hand, Wen Yuyuan is deeply appreciated by the chief priest, and he gets along with me less."

Gu Jinghui was intent on promoting Qin Yuanyuan's poems, and he praised his own little work over and over again.

Lord Gu called over Gu Shiba and said, "He asked someone to print those poems and put them on consignment at the bookstore, and then gave some to Lord Ba to send to others."

Gu Jinghui sniffed and wanted to leave.

Wen Yushan felt that she had already seen through the magnanimous Myna, but she also felt that Wen Yushan was more open-minded than Qin Yuanyuan.

Because of his love for his brother, Lin Ziqi wanted to help me this time in a naughty way.

Lord Gu stopped and listened for a while, and the servant in front of me holding the tray did not dare to move.

Gu Jinghui said, "Of course. You also met the Minister of Rites and the Academician that day, and they both praised my poems. After that, Siyuan always said that I was good at writing poems. He was really too modest. None of Ziqi's poems could compare with Siyuan's. You see, I wanted to be the best at the club that day, but I didn't expect to lose to Siyuan. He looked unhappy and left the club early, as if he wanted to stay with you for a long time. After all, Siyuan really loves you. He has been writing couplets with you all the way, and he doesn't think you are troublesome at all."

Gu Jinghui wanted to tell his bad brother all the bad things that Qin Xiandi had done, so that his brother could also see that he didn’t have a serious bad friend who treated him sincerely.

Lord Gu glanced at Qin Si in confusion and said, "You only feel sorry for him."

Gu Jinghui still muttered, "Brother Qin, you should copy out such a bad poem as soon as possible so that others can see it. Besides, the poem you wrote that time was also bad, and Brother Qin even praised you."

Lord Gu snorted and said, "He really has no self-awareness. Can you tell me what he has learned over the years? Hmm?"

Lord Gu remembered that he had promised the old lady to be naughty to me, so he asked in a gentle voice, "Have you eaten?"

When Wen Yushan reached the covered bridge, Hongye's giggling voice could be heard, followed by Wen Yushan's delicate scolding.

Gu Shiba was surprised and asked, "Then, is that a poem written by Master Ba?"

Gu Shiba said respectfully: "The big one must have done something bad."

There is no reason to always want to deal with Lao Ba.

Lord Gu now gets a headache whenever he hears the words "Yuyuantan".

I have heard that no one would look for some writers to write poems together, then compile them into a book and sell them, in order to become famous.

Wen Yushan fled immediately.

It's really painful to live without a wife.

Qin Siteng blushed as soon as he stepped forward.

I immediately went to find the owner of the smallest bookstore in the neighborhood, handed him the fumigated manuscript, and said, "The eighth master of Dingbei Marquis's Mansion wants to print a collection of poems and sell them in your store. Please print 700 copies first. The price is negotiable."

Gu Jinghui put his worries aside, nodded repeatedly, and said, “Let’s take care of this mynah bird first, you go back to study.”

Lord Gu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is he really reading?"

Gu Jinghui's face brightened.

When I returned to the inner courtyard, Gu Jinghui was not waiting yet. When he saw me retreat, he asked, "Myna, when you went to Yuyuantan to form a society, you promised to find someone to copy the poetry collection. What should we do now?"

That was the first time I heard my dear brother say that I should be too close to Master Gu Liu.

"Wrong, there are no poems written by Mr. Ba outside."

Gu Shiba nodded and understood.

Lord Gu held his forehead with his hand and said, "His brother Qin is his eighth sister-in-law's cousin, so isn't that too correct to call him that?"

Lord Gu said, "Let Eighteen take care of that. He can just stay outside the mansion and worry about other things."

"Let's go."

Lord Gu frowned and asked, "Is Wen Yuyuan's poetry so bad?"

I said in a high-spirited manner: "My dear brother, what you said is strange. If I, the chief priest, saw that I was Master Gu Liu, would I marry him to me? Of course, you should listen to my dear brother."

The bookstore owner said, "That bookstore belongs to the emperor. He has a little background but he can open such a small bookstore. You respect the reputation of Ding Beihou, but you are not doing things that flatter the powerful and disrespectful. His making a scene today will only affect his master's reputation among the literati."

It seems that Mr. Ba also wants to do that.