"Yes, I have to get it for you. Lord Shen, we're leaving now. Will you come to the palace with us?"

Huo Xiaolong felt that she had to settle things since her friend had caused trouble. It was just a sword, after all.

Not only that, she also bestowed upon him an imperial sword.

Since we're going to Dongyu, let's stroll around and act as her governor at the same time.

“We must go in. What a question! Lord Shen will be paying respects to his parents later,” Hou Xiangxiang chimed in from the side.

“Alright, let’s go then. Lord Shen, you can sit in the carriage in the back. I’ve prepared everything for you.” Huo Xiaolong said to Lord Shen as he mounted his horse.

Old Master Shen had lived for nearly fifty years, and from the moment Huo Xiaolong entered Beijing, his understanding of those fifty years began to be refreshed.

He once thought that it was a gift from heaven for a woman to be crowned a king through martial arts, and that the right time, place, and people were all indispensable.

The Prince of Zhenbei is indeed formidable; he admires him.

Later, the Prince of Zhenbei wanted to allow women to take the imperial examinations, which was indeed a good thing.

But the Great Yan Dynasty couldn't withstand any more turmoil, so he didn't agree.

Later, Lord Shen felt that Huo Xiaolong had guts and killed Huang Ranhu for the sake of the Great Yan's reputation.

That's when he realized that the other person relied on their skills.

Ultimately, Huo Xiaolong rose to power.

Lord Shen never imagined in his life that he would be able to speak with the Emperor as if they were having a casual chat.

It really sounds just like how his wife talks to her relatives.

Moreover, Huo Xiaolong waved to him as he mounted his horse.

The ministers standing at the gate of the Shen residence were dumbfounded. They had previously thought the Shen family was finished, but now they saw the truth.

This is a demotion in name only, a promotion in reality.

They even started chatting casually with the emperor.

As the wedding procession receded into the distance, the ministers in the court stepped forward, cupped their hands in congratulations to Lord Shen, and said:

"Congratulations, Lord Shen."

"Although the Emperor's decree appoints you as the governor of Dongyu, I foresee that you will have to return in a short time."

"That's right, do they really think just anyone's son can live in the palace?"

"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, Scholar Huo is the son-in-law of the Shen family...and the daughter-in-law of the Shen family."

Lord Shen accepted his fate; from this moment on, he accepted it.

"Let's go, let's go to the palace."

Looking at her husband's blank face and lifeless eyes, Madam Shen asked worriedly:

"Sir, are you alright?"

Master Shen waved his hand and took her hand as they boarded the carriage.

"Madam, just accept it."

"I admit it..."

Madam Shen had already accepted it; wasn't it good enough that her son was in the capital and didn't have to suffer in Dongyu with them?

When paying respects to his parents in the palace, Li Jian bowed to Lou Qingming, with the Shen family couple beside him.

Lou Qingming didn't make things difficult for Shen Qinghe, after all, he hadn't handled his granddaughter's matter very well.

That thing, it's a lie, it's a lie.

But he cannot say it yet.

I'm feeling really anxious.

"From now on, you two will live in the Astrology Hall. My wife, Lijian, will live happily ever after with her husband. Do you understand?"

Lou Qingming was mainly speaking to his granddaughter because he was genuinely afraid that Shen Qinghe would find out the truth and cause trouble with Li Jian.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will take good care of Lijian," Shen Qinghe said, kneeling on the ground.

"Good boy."

Lord Shen looked at Lou Qingming, and Lou Qingming looked at him again.

Both of them sighed.

Lord Shen's trip to Dongyu was scheduled after Shen Qinghe's homecoming.

Everything was going smoothly until Sun Zixi and her brother started causing trouble again.

On the night of Li Jian's wedding, the young woman, along with her grandson Yang, broke into the imperial study.

"Your Majesty, my brother and I wish to go on a diplomatic mission to Loulan."

"……hold head high?"

Huo Xiaolong had drunk a bit too much today and didn't quite realize what was going on. Loulan is such a tiny place, why did you send it out?

The King of Loulan must send people to lick our boots.

Do you know?

"Why do you want to go to Loulan?" Long'er asked, blushing as she got up from the couch.

“The Chief Minister is too idle now, it’s no fun for us to take him along, and it’s not just me.”

“Everyone in our Lingyin Academy wants to go out and be sent on missions to different places.”

As Lan Tingche wiped Long'er's face, he let her lean against him. He didn't say anything, but listened quietly to their conversation.

"What are you going to do?" Long'er continued to ask.

"Go chat with them."

"Then what?"

"Long'er, this is what I'm thinking."

Sun Zixi and her brother sat opposite the dragon table, while Huo Xiaolong leaned against Lan Tingche, half asleep.

Sun Zixi was a little confused, but she could still speak fairly clearly.

"Look, aren't there many small countries around us?"

"right."

"It's all pieced up on the left and pieced up on the right, it doesn't look good on your map. It would look better if all of this were yours, wouldn't it?"

"right!"

"Then you recently killed Huang Ranhu, and no country has come to the Lingyin Academy to complain, so the Lingyin Academy is very idle now. Our dean said that we should go out and find something to do."

“We’ve all figured it out: a few of us will go to one place and then chat with their leader.”

"Just ask them if they can be on good terms with Great Yan, and if they can listen to Great Yan. If they say yes, then there's nothing to worry about. Once the map is sorted out, it's ours."

“But if they can’t, and they get angry and kill us, then you should lead your troops to attack.”

"Do you understand what it means to have a legitimate reason for doing so?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Xiaolong suddenly felt no longer dizzy. She struggled to sit up from Lan Tingche's support and said:

Are you guys crazy?

"Do I have to kill a few people before I can fight? Can't I fight if no one dies?"

Sun Zixi hummed a few times in response:

"Then you have no reason, right? Your actions are not legitimate. Even emperors care about face; face is the most important thing."

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