Chapter 667: Bai Kui vs. Feng Lin (6)
The cold wind blew in November and the nights were extremely cold.
Wen Renjing felt that the coldness in his bones was even greater than that outside.
After the spy retreated, he took a few steps back and fell into a chair, his hands on his knees trembling with cold.
A single negligence caused Feng Lin to disappear, out of his sight, surveillance, and protection.
The last place she appeared was in the east of Ling, near the Black Mountain, where there were green forests and wild grass.
He didn't dare to think about what kind of treatment Feng Lin would suffer if he was abducted by those people.
People in the world value women's reputation, and reputation is more important than life.
If Fenglin really...what should she do?
This was a rare moment of panic for Wenren Jing.
He looked at the dark night outside and felt a little scared.
Afraid that Feng Lin would get hurt.
I am even more afraid that there will be no Feng Lin in this world again.
He closed his eyes tightly again, suppressing the chaotic emotions in his heart and calming himself down.
As long as Feng Lin can be found.
He could pretend nothing had happened and never mention it again for the rest of his life.
My feelings haven't changed, I treat her as before.
"I heard from the housekeeper that you just mobilized the palace's secret guards to protect the Third Princess of Xiling. It's fine for a girl like her to run around without regard for propriety, that's Xiling's business, but why did you join in her mischief?"
The old prince walked in from outside, wearing a black and gold robe and a plain crown, with gray hair, long eyebrows and stern eyes, and he looked majestic without being angry.
He walked up to Wenren Jing, snorted heavily, and then spoke again earnestly, "Jing'er, you are now the renowned King of Mobei, holding real power and renowned throughout the land. What kind of woman could you marry? Why are you so entangled with that girl from the Xiling royal family? A man should prioritize his career. The future of the entire royal palace rests in your hands, yet you're so obsessed with romance. I'm so disappointed!"
He used both hard and soft tactics.
Wen Renjing half-lowered his eyes to hide the sarcasm in his eyes.
His father had always treated him this way.
In his heart, power is paramount, and all others can be relegated to the back, even his son.
As he sneered at himself, the old prince's words drifted back, "Originally, you wanted to marry the Third Princess of Xiling. Father was very optimistic about her. She was a perfect match for you in terms of family background, character, and appearance. But Jing'er, you repeatedly asked for marriage, but she repeatedly refused. It's clear that she has no interest in you. Why do you insist on this and make others laugh at you? Prime Minister Wu has a little granddaughter who is beautiful, intelligent, and kind-hearted. She is just the right age for marriage--"
Wen Renjing raised his eyes, his eyes dark and gloomy. "My father has been strict with me since I was young, and I have never complained. Whenever my father asks me to, I will do my best and never shirk my responsibilities. This is the only thing I hope my father will do as I wish! I want to marry Feng Lin. It was so before, it is so now, and it will never change!"
The old prince seemed not to have heard him. He walked to the side and sat down on another armchair. He said, "It is often said that when you marry a wife, you marry a virtuous one. In our position, not only should we marry a virtuous wife to help us manage the family, but we should also maintain good relations between the two families so that we can support each other. If you want to marry Feng Lin, that's fine. If you don't like the little granddaughter of Duke Wu, that's fine too. There are many daughters of noble families in Beixiang. You can choose a few of them and bring them into the family as concubines. The sons of noble families in marquisates can only have one principal wife, but concubines are different. This way, you can kill two birds with one stone and won't humiliate your Third Princess."
He raised his hand to stop Wen Renjing from speaking, his eyes flashing. "The late emperor has passed away, and all the important officials and ministers in the court follow the lead of the Mobei Palace and work together to support the young emperor to ascend the throne. In the future, you will be the regent of Beixiang! The young emperor is still young, and you have the final say on all matters in the court! It will take more than ten years for him to grow up and become fully fledged. By then, you will have wielded half of the power in the court, and even the emperor will be wary of giving you any ground! This is the real business, the important business! Jing'er, do you understand?"
After revealing his true feelings, the old prince left with a few final words, "Jing'er, although my Mobei Palace is of royal blood, we have been denied that position because of the word 'orthodoxy'. This is a lifelong regret and resentment for your father. Now that you have the hope of reaching the peak, you must not forget your mission. You have repeatedly disappointed me. Born into the royal family, you are weaker than others, living a life worse than a dog. I have devoted over twenty years to training you and single-handedly helped you to this position. If you cannot put the family first, your father can help you rise, but he can also pull you down and replace you with someone more obedient!"
The palace lanterns on the four corners of the precious sandalwood carved table were soft and hazy. In contrast, the man in brocade clothes sitting beside it seemed extremely cold and hard.
Outside the hall, the night was dark and there was no one in the direction the old prince had left.
Wen Renjing looked indifferently, his eyes cold as he murmured to himself, "In the royal family, power is supreme, and affection is weakest. For the sake of power, the bond between father and son can be abandoned. I will remember my father's teachings. ... You are old now, and it is time for you to enjoy your retirement."
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In the first month of the year, something imported from the other side of the sea.
The streets are filled with blond hair, blue eyes, white skin, and black hair and black eyes men and women walking among them, standing out very clearly.
From the moment he set foot on this land, Feng Lin's eyes widened and never returned to normal.
"So these are the foreigners? I never thought there would be people in the world who look so strange! Why is their hair colored? Why aren't their eyes black? How can they be so white?"
"Uncle, you're so tall that you don't look down on the Central Plains people."
"How did you find this place? Since you can come here, they should be able to go to the Central Plains. Why have I never heard of people like this appearing in the Central Plains?"
"No wonder Luo Chuan wants to do business with you, he's really capable."
"You call this ivory? It's as beautiful as jade... The agate here is not worth much, just like the beads you can find everywhere in Middle-earth..."
Bai Kui thought she was noisy, "Even Du Buwei would have to bow down to you."
"Invulnerable to poison? Who is that? Your friend? What a strange name." Feng Lin was not at all annoyed by being disliked. His eyes moved back and forth between the dazzling array of stalls on both sides of the street.
Everything here is completely different from Middle-earth.
The appearance of the locals, the local architectural style, and the goods sold are all considered unique in Middle-earth.
It seems that Bai Kui made a lot of money.
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