Li Chengfeng slipped away and went to the backyard, where he knocked on the door.
They opened a small opening, and immediately closed it after he entered.
Looking at his brothers scattered around the perimeter of the wall, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.
The imperial guards standing at the door opened their mouths and muttered, "I wonder which one of them was so quick to speak..."
I originally thought it would be a routine job, protecting a noblewoman from the border would be a piece of cake, and the brothers would just relax a bit. But now, I don't know who was the one who blurted it out.
It's one thing for a restaurant to write a poem, but publicity takes time and the impact isn't necessarily significant.
But who is Prime Minister Pei?
How devastating is the phrase "My son is not as good as me"?
Putting everything else aside, even several civil officials were mobilized after the shift ended.
With the poems that circulated, all the literati and scholars in Fengjing went crazy.
Originally, since everyone heard that she was a noble lady from the border region, they were just there to watch the spectacle.
People from Fengjing are naturally proud.
But things are different now; the most proud intellectuals are surging forward like madmen.
All the rooms in the inn were booked out, and it was so crowded that it was hard to find a room. There were always people who wanted to catch a glimpse of the "master of poetry and prose".
The brothers didn't dare to rest for a moment, and they surrounded the courtyard, afraid that someone would break in and ruin the job.
Judging from the enthusiasm of those literati, it's really not an exaggeration.
Li Chengfeng patted him on the shoulder, already having a guess in his mind, but he couldn't say it out loud.
"Brothers, you've worked hard. Once we're done with our business, I'll treat you to a few good meals at Songtao Pavilion."
The brother rolled his eyes. "Boss, you're really generous with other people's money. With that sign, wouldn't you get free meals at Songtao Pavilion?"
Walking inside, they found Helian Chaolu's door wide open.
A dim oil lamp shone as the young girl sat at the table, tilting her head back to drink a glass of wine.
Li Chengfeng arrived outside and gently knocked on the door.
"Miss Helian, it's nothing serious. There was a fire in a garden in Langyinfang, but the fire has been extinguished."
It turned out that he had just seen the thick smoke rising into the sky and, feeling uneasy, went out to ask the local magistrate for information.
"Hmm..." she murmured softly, as if she didn't care much.
Li Chengfeng remained silent, finding it hard to reconcile her with the carefree young girl she was during the day.
He clasped his hands in a fist salute again, saying, "Please rest early, young lady."
Upon hearing this, Helian Chaolu finally turned her head and glanced outside.
Li Chengfeng remained calm, closed the door for her, and left, but...
Those quiet eyes seemed to still carry a hint of sadness.
Why? Because they left their hometown, or for some other reason?
Li Chengfeng shook his head. What did this have to do with him?
In the quiet night, a soft sigh could be heard.
Outside the Imperial Study, Yin Zhe stopped in his tracks.
At this point, he had removed his disguise mask and put on his signature veil.
The fact that Eunuch Su Quan was standing guard outside the courtyard indicated that His Majesty had something extremely secret that even he couldn't hear about.
What will happen at this critical juncture?
"Lord Yinzhe, please wait a moment."
"Eunuch Su, the matter is urgent, please inform him."
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