It's a letter from home.

The companions put aside their doubts.

"Another letter from home." They said with a smile, "You have been writing to us non-stop these days. This is not the first time you have been away from home. Why are your uncle and aunt so worried?"

"Because I have a big exam next year." Ning Yunzhao said with a smile, putting the letter away. "No matter how talented I am, I am still a fool in the eyes of my parents."

The companions burst into laughter.

Ning Yunzhao is a man of extraordinary talent, but he is not arrogant. He is very good at dealing with people, worthy of being a descendant of the Beiliu Ning family.

The few of them stopped asking questions and went back to their residence chatting and laughing. Ning Yunzhao returned to his room and sat at his desk.

The desk was so filled with books that even the pen, ink, paper and inkstone could barely fit on it. There was also an oil lamp and a flower lamp.

The servant brought the tea.

Ning Yunzhao didn't even bother to drink tea. He took out the letter and quickly scanned it. His expression changed from surprise to nervousness, and finally he smiled.

After that, he let out a breath, picked up the tea and took a sip, then read it carefully again, word by word.

"Sir, I have asked this too." Xiao Ding said standing in front of the desks, "Now the rumor in Yangcheng is that Fang Dechang saved the master and got the imperial edict, and the Fang family is fine, everything is as usual, I don't know if this is true."

Ning Yunzhao put down the letter and smiled.

"If the imperial edict is true, then the other things are also true." He said, with a sigh on his face, his hands on the table, "I didn't expect the Fang family to have an imperial edict."

The servant nodded.

"Yes, yes." He said, "What if they had taken the imperial edict and forced our family to recognize your engagement with Miss Jun?"

Ning Yunzhao looked up at him.

The servant said embarrassedly.

That's easy.

This way, the young master wouldn't be so worried as he is now, unable to ask directly and could only ask for information through windows and doors.

"The fact that they have an imperial decree means a lot of unexpected things."

Ning Yunzhao looked at the servant and spoke patiently.

"This unexpected incident involves many aspects. Don't just think about the love affairs between men and women and the trivial matters of children. Is the Fang family the kind of family that would do such a trivial thing under the imperial decree?"

The servant said "oh" and thought about it seriously.

"But." He reached out and scratched his head, looking puzzled. "It doesn't seem like a big deal to stay out all night because you didn't tell your family that you were out collecting herbs."

In comparison, marriage with one's own son is more important.

"She didn't come home at night, did she?" Ning Yunzhao frowned and patted the table. "At this time, she suddenly disappeared. What a big deal!"

The servant nodded hurriedly.

It’s not a big deal for you, sir.

"Yes, yes, Miss Jun's disappearance is a big deal, a big deal." He said repeatedly.

Ning Yunzhao could of course see what the boy was thinking. He wanted to explain but felt that it would be impossible to explain it to an idiot, so he decided not to waste his time.

"But sir, is this a good thing or a bad thing?" The servant asked cautiously, "Did the Fang family really help the late emperor?"

Ning Yunzhao looked at the letter on the desk and held the teacup.

"Good fortune and bad fortune go hand in hand. Good things can be bad things. Bad things can also be good things." He said, "As for the Fang family's rescue of the late emperor, this is a very good thing, good for both the Fang family and the late emperor."

good?

"Is it true or false?" the servant asked puzzledly.

Ning Yunzhao smiled and put down the teacup.

"Since it's a good thing, why bother to discuss whether it's true or not," he said.

The boy didn't understand and simply stopped thinking about it.

"Sir, this means Miss Jun and the others will be fine, right?" he asked directly.

Ning Yunzhao pondered for a moment.

"It's all right," he said. "It's a good thing for everyone that this matter is resolved this way now."

At least for now.

The servant breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off his face.

"That's good, that's good," he said.

Ning Yunzhao looked at him and smiled.

"Okay, it's okay. You should go and rest too," he said.

"You can have a good rest now, sir." The servant said with a smile, "Don't worry, sir, I have arranged the best people in Yangcheng, and I will send you any news as soon as possible."

Without waiting for Ning Yunzhao to say anything, he ran out.

Ning Yunzhao shook his head helplessly.

"People always overthink things." He said, his eyes falling on the flower lantern on the desk, "Master Fang actually cured it."

He thought about it and found that he could no longer remember what the girl looked like.

It was like standing with a lantern in the dim night during the Lantern Festival, or like someone reaching out to hand over a pear in the Fang family's courtyard in the middle of the night; everything was always blurry and unclear in the darkness.

Regardless of whether the Fang family is extremely wealthy or not, having a healthy husband is always a good thing.

That's good.

She should be very happy now, right?

Do you want to write a letter to congratulate him?

As this thought flashed through his mind, Ning Yunzhao frowned.

Why write to someone for no reason when we are not that familiar with each other?

Especially at this time, to avoid being thought by her that I was jealous of the Fang family's decree that would be detrimental to the Ning family, and that I was being mean.

Ning Yunzhao reached out and lit the lantern.

The imperial edict.

What would happen now if the Fang family had really used the imperial edict to force the marriage to be recognized?

Suddenly, another thought occurred to him.

Then he coughed lightly again, picked up the tea and took a sip. The tea had already cooled down, which made him smile. He shook his head, put away the letter, took out a book, lowered his head and studied it seriously.

Outside the window, there is thick green shadow and the sound of cicadas.

Thousands of miles away in Yangcheng, Fang Chengyu also inspected the city and returned home.

Old Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Fang were both waiting anxiously, one asking someone to fan them while the other asked someone to serve them some cool tea.

Fang Chengyu accepted their care and doting with a smile.

"It's all right now. The whole city is talking about it now," he said. "The news from the banks in Shanxi has spread to other places, and the route for the late emperor to move the capital has also been arranged in Henan. The old rumors in the countryside are spreading."

Hearing this, Mrs. Fang laughed.

"Mother, you don't know that Chengyu also arranged a well at that old place. Legend has it that the spring was kicked out when the former emperor fell while being carried on the grandfather's back to escape, and was later surrounded by the villagers to form a well." She smiled.

"When making up a story, you have to make it thorough." Fang Chengyu said, and then looked at Old Lady Fang, "Grandma, is it okay for me to arrange it this way?"

Old Mrs. Fang looked at him with eyes full of relief.

"You arranged it very well and thoroughly," she said, adding with a hint of admiration, "I never thought you could do so well."

Fang Chengyu smiled.

"It's not that great. I just read a lot of books." He said, "There are many things like this written in books. I just learned them now."

Recently learned.

It is easy to learn how to make up stories, but it is not so easy to learn how to read people's expressions, how to run a bank, and how to kill people.

Old Mrs. Fang couldn't help but feel sad when she looked at Fang Chengyu.

Ever since Fang Chengyu came back, she felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her heart and she suddenly had someone to rely on.

And this child never disappointed her. Even though he came ten years late, he was still as outstanding as she had expected and imagined.

Mrs. Fang couldn't help wiping away her tears.

It's really strange. She's crying even more now even though everything is fine now.

"Grandma and mother, it seems that there is no problem with this matter now." Fang Chengyu said with a smile.

Old Mrs. Fang nodded.

"Yes, neither the government nor the Imperial Guards have taken any action, which means they have also recognized this statement." She said, "This hurdle has been passed."

"What's next?" asked Mrs. Fang.

This was the first time she knew about the imperial edict, and Mrs. Fang told her and Chengyu honestly that the true origin of the imperial edict could not be revealed, at least not now.

The unknown always makes people feel uneasy.

"From now on, we will just run the bank well and do our job well." Fang Chengyu took over and said.

The unknown never seemed to be a problem for him.

"I've been ill for so many years, and I've seen through everything except why I got sick." Fang Chengyu smiled, "Now that my only problem has been solved, there's no problem anymore."

Old Mrs. Fang nodded with relief and emotion.

"I wonder where my cousin is now." Fang Chengyu said suddenly.

If he didn't know, they didn't know either.

Old Mrs. Fang and First Mrs. Fang looked at each other.

"Last time the news said that he had already passed Henan." Mrs. Fang said, and she looked worried again, "This child is walking so fast, is he walking day and night?"

"It will be fine if my cousin arranges things on her own," Fang Chengyu said with a smile, "Grandmother and mother don't have to worry."

In fact, this sentence is more suitable for you.

Old Madam Fang and First Madam Fang looked at him, and the smile on the young man's face was as bright as the scorching sun.

"Chengyu, the imperial edict has been arranged, but there is one more thing I want to tell you." Old Lady Fang said suddenly.

Mrs. Fang shuddered.

"Mother!" she cried out, "Don't..."

Don't say it, at least not now. How can I bear to say it? Look at the happy smile on this young man's face, how can I break it.

Old Mrs. Fang paused for a moment and looked at Fang Chengyu.

"Chengyu, your marriage with your cousin is fake." She still spoke.

The smile on Fang Chengyu's face froze.