Upon hearing this, Grandmother Lu's brows immediately relaxed considerably.
Lu Yunxue then continued.
"Grandmother, there's no need to worry. What does it matter if he's in the limelight for a while? At the triumphant banquet tomorrow night, not only will all the civil and military officials be present, but His Majesty will also be there in person. At that time, our Lu family will naturally be able to join the ranks of the first-class families in the capital!"
"Based on our merits, Pei Lang and I will surely have a place in the court in the future! The Duke of Zhenguo is just a thing of the past. Only Pei Lang and I are the backbone of the court in the future. His Majesty must think so too!"
Upon hearing this, Grandmother Lu became somewhat excited and grasped Lu Yunxue's hand tightly.
"Oh dear, my Xue'er is so capable! That Mu Zi'an is nothing but a good-for-nothing who lives off his father's wealth. How could he be worthy of a self-reliant woman like my Xue'er!"
Lu Ming, who was watching from the side, felt that something was wrong and a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.
The moon rose above the willow branches, and all was quiet within the Zhenguo Duke's mansion.
An oil lamp flickered on and off; the Zhenguo Duke's mansion, though seemingly bustling and adorned with flowers, was reopened today.
However, Mu Zian knew that these civil and military officials were only there because of his father Mu Zhanying's name, not because of his own.
In their eyes, he was still just a spoiled brat who only knew about love and romance.
Therefore, if Mu Zian wants to revitalize the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, he must achieve some results.
Mountains may crumble, people may run away; only yourself is truly reliable.
With this in mind, the next goal became clear: military merit!
While the Great Li Kingdom may appear to be at peace, it is actually fraught with hidden dangers.
Internally, powerful clans vied for power, and rebellions never ceased in various regions; externally, the barbarian Xiongnu were eyeing the country covetously.
Friction is constant along the borders of neighboring countries, and the slightest carelessness could lead to renewed warfare.
However, for Mu Zian, this crisis also contained countless opportunities.
Just then, the candlelight in front of Mu Zi'an suddenly began to flicker violently.
A strong wind was blowing outside, and the leaves were rustling against each other.
Mu Zian narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly.
"A dark night for murder, a windy day for arson; since we're here, why hide?"
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