1589 Hidden Turmoil

Fifth Young Master Feng, Feng Mo Xing.

He was Feng Ao Kuai's cousin from his second uncle and also a sickly child because of his mother's desperate attempts many years ago. His sister protected him, allowing him to come to Fei Yang Kingdom's Capital City to study.

Under the secret promise with Nan Luo and Nan Hua, he would work for them in this limited lifespan of his.

That was what he and his sister promised.

This year, he had turned 17 years old and the study had been more or less completed. What he needed to do next was to take the exam so that he would be able to become a proper official and started to take position in the court.

Feng Mo Xing looked at Mu Yan and nodded. "I would like to ask whether Young Master Nan will return in this trip?"

The matter of Nan Hua being dead had spread. While he was a bit skeptical, he decided not to mention this name outside so as not to cause more trouble for himself and for others.

"This servant didn't know." Mu Yan knew that Feng Mo Xing and Nan Hua had some kind of agreement. However, she didn't know the exact detail and had no interest to find out about it.

Feng Mo Xing thought for a moment and then said, "When Young Master Nan return, please tell him that I'll bring him to eat after I had finished my examination should he be in the Capital City."

"This servant will relay this message."

After that, Feng Mo Xing cupped his fist and left briskly. Even if there were other people who heard of his words, they will only think that he wanted to build relationship with his cousin's cousin. After all, Nan Luo was quite famous on the battlefield for the past few years.

Not that famous but his name had started to spread.

Mu Yue lowered her eyes and returned into the residence, not saying anything else. What happened between them were something that she didn't need to think about because it was not related to her.

She just needed to relay this message to Nan Hua later.

…

The matter of Emperor Yang Zhou's return was naturally spread to ever corner in Fei Yang Kingdom's Capital City. With such grand army escorting him back, it would be a miracle if there was someone who didn't know about this matter.

Song Chuan was staying with his wife when he heard of this matter and sighed. "General Xing will also come back soon."

His wife listened to Song Chuan's words and blinked her eyes. She never pried into Song Chuan's business because she knew that as an official's wife, there were things that she better off not knowing.

The matter of the court was complicated.

She shouldn't poke her head into those things unless she wished to provoke death. Anyway, she believed that her husband would be able to take care of the matter well.

"Does General Xing's coming will affect the situation in the Capital City?" she asked softly.

"A bit. His presence alone is enough to cause some people not daring to make a move." Song Chuan laughed lightly. "Even if he's only a general in rank, there are many people who know of his close relationship with the Emperor. They didn't dare to offend him in fear that they will be accused of something."

Though, Song Chuan believed that even without Emperor Yang Zhou's support, it was not a problem for Long Qian Xing to settle most problems that he encountered. If anything, it would be harder for his opponent to survive if Long Qian Xing were to be ruthless and didn't consider Fei Yang Kingdom as a whole.

The higher one's rank, the more influence they would have in their action.

At the same time, there would be more things that had to be put into consideration. Not everyone could do this.

Everyone's time are limited.

And there were things that they were good at and things they were not good at. It was impossible for one to be able to do everything.

"Will you be fine?" Song Chuan's wife didn't really care about the outside world. For her, the most important thing was that her husband would stay safe and well. Even if the world was having turmoil outside, her small heart could only fit her husband and children.

Others?

She didn't care.

"Don't worry. He wouldn't do anything to me." Song Chuan showed a reassuring smile. "But I might not be able to come back home early anymore."

That damnable Long Qian Xing will definitely make him overwork again.

Song Chuan's wife looked at her husband's expression and showed a relieved smile. She patted his hand. "It's good."

Song Chuan smiled and sighed deeply.

Hopefully, it would be peaceful for the next few weeks.

…

"Hmm? That brat finally willing to go home?" Old Madam Long narrowed her eyes when she heard the news from outside. It has been a few years and her annoying grandson was still running here and there on the frontline.

Her aged body could no longer support her having such strenuous exercise, so she didn't have any other choice but to stay at home and listened to various news about Long Qian Xing from time to time.

Now, she heard that he was finally going back.

"Yes, Old Madam." The steward bowed politely.

"It's about time." Old Madam Long snorted. "I have been waiting for too long for that brat to come back home. Remind me to spank him."

The steward's lips twitched when he heard what Old Madam Long said. He knew very well that with Long Qian Xing's current temperament and ability, it would be hard to truly punish him if he didn't want to relent.

He sighed deeply.

As a servant, what can he do aside from agreeing?

"Yes, Old Madam."