Mingzhou State's official residence,
In the study, a series of suppressed coughs resounded intermittently.
"Cough cough cough..." Gu Jing, with a head full of white hair, was struggling to suppress the constant fatigue surging from within, but his gaze remained focused on the memorials in his hands.
Beside him, a group of Gu Clan descendants looked at him with worry, wanting to persuade him, yet unsure of how to start.
Gu Jing's health was deteriorating.
This deterioration wasn't due to any particular illness; it was just the various issues exposed by aging, something nobody could do anything about.
As the saying goes, "The wise ponder endlessly."
Gu Jing was just like that.
Although he was not as conspicuous or famous as the likes of Gu Kang and Gu Xi in the past, who toiled for the country, it was due to the shift in the Gu Clan's developmental direction,
But the effort he put into governance was no less.
In short, he was exhausted.
