Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than three years.

Another round of trials begins again.

And Sang Qingjiu, who was just a poor scholar three years ago, has now become one of the examiners of this session.

Only three years.

The courtiers witnessed her meteoric rise.

From Hanlin to Zuo Yude, he became a doctor in the Ministry of Household Affairs and a bachelor of the cabinet in the following year.

In the second half of the same year, he became a doctor in the Ministry of Justice and a bachelor in the cabinet.

Anyone with eyes can see that the emperor and the princess are obviously preparing to let Sang Qing ascend to the heavens after taking a rotation in the 96th Department!

The courtiers anticipated that this step would not be too late.

But I didn’t expect it to be so soon!

In the second year, Sang Qingjiu secured his position as the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel of the third rank. By this year, he was directly promoted to the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, and concurrently served as the Prince's Young Master of the first rank.

In three years, I have taken a path that others may not have been able to take in thirty years.

But there is no way, the merits of others are really there, that is, they are promoted by merit, so no matter how jealous they are, they can only hold it in their hearts.

Revenue tripled.

The river that flooded every year was cured.

He conquered the country without spending a single soldier, launched political and legal reforms, and persuaded the emperor to open schools...

All these achievements can be promoted to anyone casually, let alone that they are all piled on Sang Qingjiu.

The emperor praised Sang Qingjiu more than once, as a legendary genius who "can rule the world with just one person".

Not to mention, now Sang Qingjiu is still the tutor of the emperor's eldest granddaughter. The emperor's daughter also admires her very much. She has won the goodwill of three generations of her grandparents.

As long as he doesn't become a monster next, he will definitely become a veteran of the three dynasties, and he must be the pillar of the three dynasties.

Until now, no one has said that when the Marquis of Qing'an Mansion married He Xuqing to Sang Qingjiu, it was a lowly marriage, and He Xuqing was careless.

Everyone said that the Marquis of Qing'an had a good vision, and they immediately caught a top potential stock for He Xuqing.

The key is that this potential stock is still a loving husband.

He Xuqing had nothing to do for three years, and everything in Sang's house was clean. Even the emperor wanted to give him a life, but Sang Qingjiu knelt down and begged the emperor to take back his life.

How can one not be envious?

He Xuqing pretended not to listen to these sour words from the outside world, but secretly he felt sad in his heart.

Why isn't he pregnant yet?

This has been three years.

The doctor has seen it and found that both he and his wife are in good health.

The Marquis of Qing'an's Mansion sent some pleasant prescriptions, but his wife refused to let him drink them, saying, "It's a medicine that's three parts poisonous." She was afraid that he might actually hurt his body.

"Master Husband, Master Husband, I am so happy!"

An attendant from the house hurried over and said eagerly with a happy face, "Master, there is an imperial edict from outside, saying that it is the royal decree that the master of the house has asked for for you!"

"what!"

He Xuqing was shocked, "Gao, Gao Ming?"

The husband's decree is not so easy to ask for.

Either you are capable and the court gives you the privilege, or your wife is capable and the wife gives you the credit in exchange for it.

Nowadays, there are probably less than a hundred officials and husbands who have official titles, and many of them are old feudal lords.

"Don't be stunned. Hurry up and call everyone in the house to the door to receive the imperial edict."

He Xuqing quickly led the people out.

When everything was ready, the female officer who had been waiting outside the door for a while began to read out the imperial edict.

The imperial edict actually didn't say anything. It just praised Sang Qingjiu for a while and He Xuqing for a while. He praised him for his virtuous housekeeping, gentleness, courtesy and frugality, and gave him a special imperial edict.

Yipingaoming, titled "Wen Xian".

He Xuqing accepted the imperial edict and sat in a chair for a long time.

Not long after, Sang Qingjiu came back home. It was funny to see him like this, "What? Are you stunned?"

"My wife..."

He Xuqing slowly came back to her senses, with a smile on her eyes and brows, "My wife, have you asked me for a favor?"

"As your wife, I have done too much for you. Isn't it right for me to give you a royal decree?"

"What about daddy?"

"Don't worry, I also made a promise to dad, and I won't ask him to cause trouble for you."

"That's not what I meant~"

He Xuqing tapped Sang Qingjiu's heart with some embarrassment, "Thank you, my wife."

"Just thank me like this?"

Sang Qingjiu grabbed his fingertips and kissed him, "It's not too late for you to thank me properly tonight. Speaking of which... I wonder if Mr. Dafu still remembers that you and I made a bet three years ago. I said I would give it to you within five years." Come back with a first-grade imperial edict."

"Now that my husband has lost again, I wonder how to reward me tonight?"

He Xuqing's face turned slightly red.

At that time, Sang Qingjiu was only a fifth-rank official.

Who would have thought that in just three years, she would become a minister.

"I can't think of it."

He Xuqing said in a low voice, hooking his fingertips on Sang Qingjiu's sleeves, "Tonight, tonight, I will listen to my wife."

After being with Sang Qingjiu for so many years, He Xuqing's face has become thicker, and he has become accustomed to her nasty words from time to time.

Sometimes we can also play some happy games together.

Sang Qingjiu naturally liked it very much.

His words also succeeded in making Sang Qingjiu's eyes light up slightly.

"But my wife, please don't overdo it. I've been feeling very sore in my waist lately..."

As he said that, He Xuqing glared at her again, "It's all your fault."

I really don’t know where my wife got her energy. She was doing so many things in the court all day long without tiring her out, and when she returned home, she could still torment herself every day.

Sang Qingjiu just smiled and walked inside with him in his arms.

When night fell, He Xuqing was only wrapped in a thin gauze and was held in Sang Qingjiu's arms. Her face was blushing from her neck to her neck. She shyly wanted to pull something to cover herself, but she couldn't find anything.

With trembling hands, he handed the wine to Sang Qingjiu's mouth.

But for some unknown reason, the strong smell of alcohol made him feel particularly uncomfortable. He felt a faint nauseating feeling even after it touched his lips and before entering his throat.

He turned his head and moved the wine glass away, relying on Sang Qingjiu and refusing to move.

Sang Qingjiu lowered his head and kissed him, gently caressing his body with his warm palms, his eyebrows lingering, "Husband, let's do some business, shall we?"

After that, she was about to take off the clothes.

He Xuqing suddenly bent over and vomited, stroking his stomach with one hand and frowning slightly, "My wife, my stomach feels uncomfortable."

Seeing his lips turning slightly white, Sang Qingjiu had no choice but to take a deep breath, change his clothes, and quickly called for a doctor.

As soon as the doctor checked his pulse, his face lit up with joy, "Congratulations, sir, my lord is pregnant. She is two months old, but..."

As soon as the word "but" came out, Sang Qingjiu and He Xuqing's hearts lifted slightly.

"But what?" Sang Qingjiu asked in a deep voice.

"This pregnancy may have been a tough one, and the fetus is a little unstable. I need to refrain from sexual intercourse for the next three months so that I can have a good baby."

He Xuqing's face turned red again, and she lightly tugged Sang Qingjiu's arm, "Did you hear that, sexual intercourse is prohibited."

so close.

He was so stupid that he didn't even know that he was pregnant.

He had waited three years for this child. If he miscarried because of his carelessness, he would cry to death.

Sang Qingjiu sent the doctor away, turned around and asked with a smile: "Are you not worried about this?"

He Xuqing shook his head gently and leaned into Sang Qingjiu's arms with a look of dependence, "My wife, it's so nice."

It's great that he has such a good wife.

So good, he's pregnant.

I have no regrets in this life!