"So what do you think is the best way to handle this?"

"There's no need to trouble the Ministry of Justice. Their actions are too disruptive, and I fear they might affect General Wang's northern expedition plans. Let me investigate privately."

"Then I'll have to trouble the Left Prime Minister!"

Yuan Xiu smiled; the emperor and his minister had essentially made an exchange.

If you stop making things difficult for Zhao Huan, I will also spare Wang Ren.

May the ruler and his subjects live in harmony, and may the country enjoy lasting peace.

After Wen Tai took his leave, Yuan Xiu suddenly stopped him and asked, "Left Prime Minister, have you been to Yanchuan?"

Wen Tai stopped and turned around, saying, "Yan Chuan is the eastern capital of the empire, so I have naturally been there."

Do you go there often?

"This... I can't remember."

"That's because there are too many! It's because there are too many that you can't remember them all!" Yuan Xiu said with a smile. "That's right, no wonder the people of Yanchuan love you so much!"

Wen Tai's heart skipped a beat, sensing the coldness in those words.

"It's nothing, I was just asking casually. Prime Minister, you should go home and rest!"

Without waiting for Wen Tai to leave, he led Lü Lu into the inner room of the imperial study.

Wen Tai's expression was unpredictable. After leaving the palace, he immediately summoned his nephew Wen Hu and his confidant Yu Changsi back to his residence to discuss the matter.

Wen Tai is forty years old this year, his nephew Wen Hu looks to be around thirty, and Yu Changsi is a middle-aged man who looks to be about the same age as Wen Tai.

"Hu'er, go and give Wang Ren a talking-to. Tell him to put aside his grief over the loss of his son and immediately formulate a plan for the Northern Expedition!"

"He has another son, but this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the Night Dan royal family to kill each other may only come once in his life!"