After their minds were read, the entire court trembled with fear.

Chapter 107 The Old Emperor Who Arranged Marriages

After the old emperor called out a name, nothing more was said.

This left Shen Zhiyi completely baffled.

What is this old emperor doing?

Is it because my name sounds nice? Hehe, I think so too!

[But isn't that a bit too narcissistic? Perhaps the old emperor had some deeper meaning behind it that I haven't grasped?]

After everyone sat down again, Shen Zhiyi asked Zhang Sheren next to her curiously.

Zhang Sheren looked frightened and shook his head: "Perhaps His Majesty just suddenly wanted to shout. How could we, as his subjects, possibly fathom His Majesty's thoughts?"

"It makes sense!"

That's absolutely right. Otherwise, there wouldn't be the saying, "Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger."

Zhang Sheren: Only Shen Zhiyi would dare to say those words. Anyone else would have lost their head tonight.

Someone is talking to the Empress.

The old emperor subconsciously turned his head and saw his concubine talking to the empress.

After the conversation, the empress turned toward the old emperor.

"Your Majesty, on such a joyous day as today, why not do something to add to the celebration? It just so happens that Prince An and Prince Ding are both of marriageable age, and it's also time for Xiao Qi to find a consort."

[I'm familiar with this part. During Chinese New Year, if you're not married, they'll urge you to get married; if you're married but don't have kids, they'll urge you to have children; and if you have both, then congratulations, you might run out of things to talk about with your girlfriends.]

[But Her Majesty the Empress seems to be asking the old Emperor to act as a matchmaker. Oh, if only I could be a matchmaker too, like issuing an edict to let all the beautiful young ladies in the world be with me, hehe.]

The people present were initially worried about whether Shen Zhiyi liked someone, but now they completely doubted that this guy liked women.

"Ahem, the daughter of the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel is exceptionally talented and of excellent character. She has been chosen as the Princess Consort of Prince An."

"The daughter of Marquis Wenxin is chaste, pure, and virtuous, and has been chosen as the Princess Consort of Prince Ding."

"The Imperial Observatory has chosen an auspicious day, suitable for two couples to get married on the same day, making it a lively and joyous occasion."

Then laughter erupted from the crowd: "Your Majesty is wise!"

[What brilliant idea? The old emperor is just randomly matchmaking people up.]

Why don't you take a look at those two couples you picked out? Do you think either of them looks happy?

In an instant, everyone who could hear Shen Zhiyi's thoughts turned to look at the two newlyweds, each one looking as if they had been struck by lightning.

[Prince An fell in love with the daughter of Marquis Wenxin, and Prince Ding fell in love with the daughter of the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. The old emperor was truly remarkable; he managed to choose the wrong one among so many young women.]

The old emperor was stunned for a moment, then began to lay out his chair.

So what? His word is law, the imperial decree has been issued, and the Empress had already discussed this matter with him last night; he had already considered it.

The wife of the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel has a rather impatient personality, which is suitable for the kind-hearted Prince An.

Marquis Wenxin's daughter was a renowned talented woman, suitable for tolerating Prince Ding, who was inconsistent in his work.

For two people to spend their lives together, their personalities must complement each other.

This was the old emperor's opinion, so he was very satisfied with his bestowal of this marriage.

With the major life events of the two sons settled, the next step is to find a husband for the daughter, who has also reached the appropriate age.

Few of the old emperor's daughters were easy to manage, but the seventh princess was an exception; she was very easy to manage.

The old emperor had considered the princess's marriage for a long time, fearing that she would be bullied, so he decided to find her a scholar.

"Xiao Qi, what do you think of Zheng, the Director of Studies at the Imperial Academy?"

Zheng Siye's breath hitched, and his eyes instantly turned red as he looked at the Seventh Princess.

The Seventh Princess bit her lower lip, knowing that she couldn't refuse the old emperor's decree, so she had no choice but to nod resignedly.

And so another marriage was arranged by the old emperor.

None of the three marriages satisfied the children.

The old emperor's eyes widened: How could this be! In any case, Xiao Qi must be very satisfied.

Zheng Siye once said to Shen Zhiyi that Shen Zhiyi hadn't made any other moves, which means what?

This indicates that this person can be entrusted with important matters.

The Seventh Princess, raised in seclusion, loved reading storybooks. These stories often depicted the righteous as "the most righteous are often butchers, the most heartless are often scholars," so the Seventh Princess disliked scholars the most and liked butchers and farmers the most, like her father.

The old emperor: Silence, endless silence.

The entire court of officials: Would those frustrated scholars write such stories?

Imperial concubines: Xiao Qi has such good miscellaneous books, why don't you recommend them to them?

[What kind of storybook is this? It's quite daring, isn't it? Mr. Ox and Horse?]

Who is Mr. Ox and Mr. Horse? I like that name.

Shen Zhiyi kept digging and digging, completely unaware that someone next to her was about to kneel down in gratitude.

Stop digging! Stop digging!

[Holy crap, it's Zhang Sheren! You're already working like a beast of burden, and you still have time to write storybooks! You're a master of time management!]

The entire court: Good heavens, it was actually Zhang Sheren! Where did he find the time to write this?!

The old emperor suddenly turned to look at Zhang Sheren, his face contorted with a look that seemed capable of tearing the other man apart.

I never expected it would be you, kid, writing such nonsense that your precious daughter is unhappy with the marriage he proposed.

Zhang Sheren was on the verge of tears.

Oh no, the old emperor will definitely find a chance to deduct his salary later.

[I'm not sure how to subtly ask Zhang Sheren for the script he wrote. If I'm not satisfied, I'd like a seven-day no-questions-asked return policy, the kind where I pay after I use it. Thank you.]

[Wait, don't I have a monitoring system? Wouldn't it be better to just watch the existing footage on the monitor? It has every version the author wrote, and even things that couldn't be written. Hahaha, perfect!]

Just as Shen Zhiyi was feeling smug, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head, blood started flowing from her nose, and she collapsed straight down.

Before she fainted, she seemed to see all the civil and military officials rushing towards her, but in a daze, she also seemed to see a white ceiling.

[Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.]

【warn! 】

【warn! 】

[Host's heart rate is about to drop to 0. Please provide immediate resuscitation.]

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"Professor, you're here! Please save my sister! She's so young, she's only a sophomore, she hasn't even taken her exams yet! She can't die!"

"You brat, what time is it and you're still saying these things? Get out of here."

"Professor, you must save my daughter. I don't care how much money it costs."

"Don't worry, I won't let her die."

A man in a white coat stepped off an instrument and, together with a group of researchers, quickly wheeled the unconscious woman lying on the hospital bed into a sterile room.

"250, you help me." (It's "250," not "250"!)

Okay, Professor.

If Shen Zhiyi were awake, she would be horrified to discover that the voice wasn't from her monitoring system!