This son-in-law is wicked in a good way!

Zhang Xuanling narrowed his eyes, a look of admiration on his face.

"My son, Zhang Shu, has the potential to become a Left Prime Minister!"

Zhang Shu, looking smug, continued, "Father, we don't need to get involved in spreading the news."

"Even if something really happens in the capital, no one will be able to trace it back to us."

"Alright, I'll leave this matter to you." Zhang Xuanling stroked his three-inch beard and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes."

At the foot of Baiyun Mountain.

The chrysanthemum appreciation event, which was originally lively and full of anticipation for everyone, was ruined by Zhang Ping'an's poem.

Lu Qingyin ruthlessly exposed the fake Li Du's identity.

He was beaten up by the crowd and ran away with his head in his hands, his face bruised and swollen.

"Hmph, I knew Li Bai's poems couldn't be so bad, they're all fakes!" Shen Yunshang said angrily, her eyes wide.

"Sister Qingyin, could you please give me the poem 'Sympathy for the Peasants' written by Young Master Zhang?"

This is Zhang Ping'an's original manuscript.

Lu Qingyin was reluctant, but seeing Shen Yunshang's innocent big eyes gazing at her longingly, she had no choice but to reluctantly give her up.

"Since Sister Yunshang likes it, then take it!"

Princess Yunshang was overjoyed and jumped up happily, hugging Lu Qingyin's arm: "Thank you so much, Sister Qingyin!"

"If we give this to Princess Zhaoyang, she will definitely be happy."

Lu Qingyin was taken aback, and asked curiously, "So that's not what you wanted?"

Shen Yunshang smiled shyly: "Sister Qingyin, Princess Zhaoyang is so pitiful, spending all her time alone in the cold palace. Her happiest moments are reading new stories and poems."

"She will definitely like this new poem, which is still the original manuscript."

"Fine, since I've already given it to you, you can do whatever you want with it!"

At this moment, Chu Shijie walked over and said with a smile, "Qingyin, I recently acquired a cat that can do backflips. Would you be interested in visiting my residence to see it?"

Lu Qingyin smiled and shook her head: "Thank you for the invitation, Your Highness, but I am already married and it may not be convenient for me."

A hint of displeasure flashed in Chu Shijie's eyes, but he remained calm and composed, saying, "Then let's do it another day!"

"Should I have someone send you back?"

"No need, the carriage at home is already waiting by the roadside." Lu Qingyin knew exactly what he was up to, so how could she give him a chance?

"Everyone, Qingyin is taking her leave now!" Lu Qingyin gave a slight bow, then turned and gracefully boarded the carriage.

Chu Shijie clenched his fists secretly, a shadow of gloom flashing in his eyes.

The Night Watchman's Office.

Zhang Ping'an borrowed a team of men from Zhao Qianshan.

He was giving instructions in the jail cell.

"Your mission this time is to escort a shipment to Yuzhou. No matter what you see or hear, you must remain calm and not reveal it to anyone."

"Otherwise, your entire family, spanning nine generations, will be executed. I am not threatening you; do you all understand?"

There was a moment of stunned silence among them, but being trained night watchmen, they quickly recovered.

"Rest assured, sir, I understand!"

They've had similar tasks before.

"Okay, let's go."

Zhang Ping'an led twenty people to Baiyun Temple.

He then left these people outside the temple and went inside alone to check on the situation.

Upon hearing the sound of horses' hooves, Xu Fu immediately came to meet them.

"Master, all the explosives have been loaded onto the truck and we are ready to depart at any time."

Zhang Ping'an glanced at the two trucks of explosives, which were tightly wrapped in tarpaulin, and nodded in satisfaction.

Xu Fu, as expected of someone who came from a magical background, even came up with a way to protect against rain.

"Xu Fu, this time a team of Night Watchmen will escort you to Yuzhou. I have already given them instructions, and they will all follow your command."

"This..." Xu Fu was startled. Those were the Night's Watchmen. Could he command them?

Zhang Ping'an seemed to understand his concerns and immediately reassured him: "Give command with confidence. Anyone who disobeys will be executed without mercy!"

"Yes, Master!"

"I've already taught you how to choose the location for the explosives once we arrive at our destination. Just adapt to the situation."

"However, when placing the explosives, you should only take your apprentices up the mountain and keep the night watchmen away."

Do you understand what I mean?

Xu Fu nodded: "I understand."

"You've already witnessed the power of explosives, so be extremely careful when handling them. Leave the fuse as long as possible and make sure everyone's safety is guaranteed."

Zhang Ping'an solemnly confessed that these alchemists who participated in the development of gunpowder were his treasures, and he could not bear to see them suffer any losses.

Xu Fu was moved to tears: "Thank you so much, Master, for considering my safety! Please rest assured, Master, I will definitely bring them back safely!"

"Okay, let's go!"

Zhang Ping'an nodded calmly.

A dozen or so Taoist priests in white robes pushed two carts out of the backyard.

Twenty men in black immediately followed, scattering around the area, wary of any unknown risks.

Zhang Ping'an, mounted on his horse, said with a serious expression, "On this mission, you will all follow Xu Fu's orders. There will be a great reward after the mission is completed."

"If anyone dares to act on their own initiative, or outwardly comply but inwardly disobey orders, don't blame me for not showing any sympathy as a colleague!"

"Did you all understand?"

"clear!"

The Night's Watchmen immediately turned around and bowed to Xu Fu: "Lord Xu!"

Xu Fu was startled, but he forced himself to remain calm and said, "Brothers, no need for formalities. We are all serving His Majesty, so let's just cooperate."

"yes!"

The Night's Watchmen all stood up in unison to answer.

Xu Fu couldn't help but puff out his chest, experiencing the wonderful feeling that power brought him for the first time.

No wonder everyone wants to be an official; so this is what it feels like to be an official... awesome!

"Rest assured, my lord, Xu Fu guarantees to complete the mission!" Xu Fu knelt on one knee, his voice booming.

Go!

Zhang Ping'an nodded, pulled on the reins, spurred the horse's flanks, and turned to shout, "Giddy up!"

Da da da!

The horses kicked up dust as they galloped back towards the capital.

Zhaoyang Palace.

Princess Zhaoyang, Chu Youwei's residence.

Rumor has it that this is the Empress's younger sister, born of the same mother, and is deeply favored by Her Majesty the Empress.

However, Princess Zhaoyang was extremely mysterious and almost never appeared in public.

Some say that Princess Zhaoyang was too ugly to be seen by people.

Some say that Princess Zhaoyang didn't want to attract attention because she was too beautiful.

A splash of emerald green entered Princess Zhaoyang's residence.

Shen Yunshang's clear, melodious voice rang out: "Xiao Weiwei, I've come to play with you."

A flawless white hand pushed open the paper window of the side room, revealing a stunningly beautiful face.

"Yunshang, you've arrived!"

The girl's voice was gentle and calm, like a spring breeze.

While they were talking, Shen Yunshang had already run into the house.

Chu Youwei sat behind her desk, which was clean and spotless.

There were two books in front of her, which were slightly curled, probably from being read for a long time.

On the left is a brocade handkerchief embroidered with a lifelike plum blossom.

The book cover has two words written on it: Zhu Xian.

Shen Yunshang pouted, "Oh dear, you've read this novel, *Zhu Xian*, five times already! Why are you still reading it?"

The girl's fair and flawless face flushed slightly: "I had nothing to do, so I watched it again."

Actually, she had already watched it ten times.