"There's also court politics, economics..."
The imperial ministers looked at Gu Sang as she took out a book called "The Art of Subterfuge in Official Circles," their eyes instantly lighting up.
Who could have written such a book on the cunning ways of officialdom?
Whoever wrote this must be thriving in the world of politics.
They desperately wanted to study it.
The ministers blinked their eyes, looking at Gu Sang.
Pei Changying, seeing the ministers' expressions, darkened his face and coldly addressed them:
"My dear ministers, books are written by people. I expect you to be able to write similar books on strategies, economics, and such, like 'The Thirty-Six Stratagems'."
"You have all emerged from the imperial examinations. Surely writing books shouldn't be beyond your capabilities."
The ministers' eyes widened slightly, feeling speechless.
The Prime Minister lowered his head, unable to resist rolling his eyes.
Where was the face-saving?!
How could the Emperor say such a thing?
Those who could write such books must be exceptionally talented individuals, or those with vast experience, able to write about such strategies - not mere armchair theorists!
But hearing the Emperor's words, it was as if writing such books was as easy as eating and drinking.
They wanted to blurt out, "If it's so easy, why don't you do it yourself!"
But how could they dare to argue or refute the Son of Heaven?
They could only swallow their indignation and silently lower their heads.
Gu Sang carefully selected several books, then went to the front desk to get a library card and borrowed all of them.
"Please return them on time in one month," the staff member reminded her with a smile.
After leaving the library, Gu Sang went straight to the nearby subway station to take the metro home.
She had intended to end the live stream, but seeing the excited and curious faces of the common people watching a live stream for the first time, Gu Sang decided not to turn it off.
"This subway is so convenient. People in the future are truly blessed."
"Ah, I've watched it twice now, and I finally understand how this subway works."
The ancient people chattered away, discussing the clothing of nearby young women, middle-aged men carrying briefcases, and being attracted by people in cosplay outfits.
It wasn't until they boarded the subway that the ancient viewers' discussions gradually subsided.
"Oh, aren't you the girl who sat next to me at the high-speed rail station last time?"
Gu Sang, holding onto the subway handrail, suddenly heard a greeting from a beautiful woman sitting opposite her.
Gu Sang thought for a moment and quickly remembered. This beautiful woman was the one sitting in the aisle at the high-speed rail station last time, when the sleazy man had tried to take advantage of her, and she had taught him a good lesson.
"Hello," Gu Sang smiled and greeted her.
The Beautiful Elder Sister looked at Gu Sang admiringly. "The way you taught that sleazy guy a lesson last time was both cool and fierce. I was quite impressed. A single girl with no friends around, yet you could scold that sleazy guy so sternly."
"To be honest, you look so gentle and soft, I wouldn't have thought you'd fight back."
So what one wears isn't the reason for being harassed. It's because some beasts see you as innocent and weak, easy to bully. It's their own inner wickedness.
Seeing Gu Sang's delighted expression, the Beautiful Elder Sister smiled. "Do you have time? Let's go eat together. I've wanted to get to know you for a long time."
The Beautiful Sister's Husband looked over from beside her.
He carefully supported his wife and politely said, "So you're the brave girl from the high-speed rail station. It's nice to meet you."
"My wife has mentioned you several times. She really wanted to meet you."
"Do you have time for lunch together?"
Seeing how sincere they both were, Gu Sang couldn't refuse and agreed to their invitation.
The three of them got off the subway in the city center and went to a restaurant with a pleasant ambiance for their meal.
The Beautiful Sister's Husband spoke very little, just smiling as he listened to Gu Sang and the Beautiful Elder Sister chat, showing no signs of impatience on his face.
When the food arrived, the Beautiful Sister's Husband first took out a hair tie he had prepared.
Then he took out a silk scarf and placed it on her clothes.
After preparing everything, he carefully peeled shrimp for the Beautiful Elder Sister.
He provided attentive service to his wife throughout the meal.
Gu Sang couldn't help but remark, "Sister, your husband is so thoughtful towards you."
The Beautiful Sister's Husband, however, looked at his wife with adoration and worship, saying, "My kindness to her is far less than what she has given up for me."
"Among her suitors, I was neither outstanding in my conditions nor appearance."
"But she still chose me. On the day she chose me, I vowed to be good to her for life, to spoil her and love her."
"She has a high level of education, strong personal work ability, and is even a director of a listed company. Such an excellent woman chose me, I can't let her lose out!"
"I should be grateful that she chose me!"
Hearing these words, Gu Sang felt touched inside.
Not to mention those ancient people watching. They saw the man looking at his wife with undisguised love and admiration in his eyes, which didn't seem fake at all.
Many loving couples might pretend to be affectionate in front of others, but the eyes cannot lie.
And this man's care and admiration for his wife were clearly genuine.
But the ancient viewers would rather believe the man's words were false than see true feelings in his eyes. This was hard for the men, who had always felt superior, to accept.
"Huh, this man is clearly a live-in son-in-law. Only such a man would try so hard to please his wife," a man angrily rationalized.
"They must be newlyweds to be so sweet. As someone with experience, I know better. After a year, even if the wife was lying in bed dying, the husband wouldn't even turn his head to look. Now he's peeling shrimp, but in a year he won't even pour her a glass of water," a woman spat out enviously, her words dripping with venom.
"It's just because this woman is good-looking. If she looked like a shrew, let's see if this man would still love his wife," a man sneered.
Various doubts, resentments, and jealous words, like poisoned arrows, shot towards the couple through the live stream.
Gu Sang, hearing these malicious words, trembled and frowned, saying:
"Are you all blind to other people's happiness? Just because you're not happy doesn't mean others can't be, doesn't mean there are no loving couples in this world."
"If you believe you're worthy, you'll meet someone worthy."
"Before wanting to have a beautiful love, we should adjust our attitudes, have a mindset of 'blessed if I get it, but it's not the end of the world if I don't.'"
"Instead of slandering and envying when you see others doing well."
Seeing Gu Sang's cold tone, the ancient viewers immediately shut their mouths, though they still felt unconvinced in their hearts.
After all, they had never seen a couple that remained loving after more than ten years.
The seven-year itch seemed almost like a curse!
