Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

Chapter 98 The Glory of Xinzheng City

When Yang Che returned to the Left Sima Mansion, night had already fallen. At the gate, he happened to meet his aunt, Madam Hu, who was returning from outside.

"Is Aunt just going to the theater?" Yang Che asked Madam Hu, who was being helped down from the carriage by a maid.

"You've returned from Qin? Why didn't you inform me and your uncle beforehand?" Madam Hu was quite surprised to see Yang Che.

Compared to the initial awkwardness they felt when they first met, she was now much closer to Yang Che. Although she still disliked Liu Yi and harbored resentment towards Yang Che's misbehavior during his youth, her perception of him was constantly changing over time as she spent more time with him.

On the one hand, her younger sister, Hu Meiren, often talked about Yang Che in her ear and spoke well of him. On the other hand, apart from a few minor misunderstandings, Yang Che treated her with courtesy after his return.

Of course, there was another reason that Madam Hu would never admit: Yang Che was already extremely handsome, and with the addition of cultivating the demonic sect's techniques, his temperament had been transformed and his physique had become even more perfect. Madam Hu herself happened to be a person who was attracted to good looks, and Yang Che was pleasing to the eye in front of her, so her previous displeasure naturally disappeared.

Therefore, when Madam Hu saw Yang Che returning from Qin, she was surprised but also pleasantly surprised.

"I was in such a hurry to come back that I didn't have time to tell my aunt and uncle the specific itinerary," Yang Che replied.

"Let's go inside and talk." Madam Hu looked Yang Che up and down, and felt that Yang Che seemed to have changed quite a bit since he left Han for Qin. His already near-perfect appearance and temperament seemed to have been sublimated. There was not a single flaw in him.

Her youthful skin, in particular, filled her with envy. She could also faintly smell a scent emanating from Yang Che, not a fragrance, but one that was even more intense than a regular scent. It would drift past her nose unintentionally, yet it was refreshing and delightful.

Yang Che accompanied Madam Hu into the residence, where Madam Hu asked again, "Was the trip to Qin successful?"

It must be said that the current Khufu is more like an elder.

"It went fairly smoothly. At least His Majesty is satisfied with my trip to Qin," Yang Che replied appropriately, neither overly boasting nor deliberately being modest.

"As long as His Majesty is satisfied, that's good enough. In a place like Qin, we don't need to seek merit or make mistakes, just avoid them." Lady Hu said, her brows furrowing slightly. In all her life, she had only dared to be bold once. Overall, she was a very timid person.

"I should still make contributions, otherwise the king wouldn't have bestowed that empty mansion across the street upon me." Yang Che brought up the mansion, whether intentionally or not.

As expected, Madam Hu was startled upon hearing Yang Che's words, and her expression changed immediately. Her unease was evident at a glance.

"I heard from His Majesty that the mansion across the street is the Right Sima's residence?"

"It seems so." Madam Hu forced herself to compose herself, suppressing her inner turmoil, and then asked Yang Che, "So, you're going to move out?"

"I'm an adult now, and there are some things I need to avoid," Yang Che said.

Liu Yi's future predicament is a troublesome matter, but it's just troublesome. With the position of Sikong and the demonic sect's techniques, Yang Che doesn't believe he can't save Liu Yi's life.

"Moving out is fine too, it's right across the street anyway, it'll be convenient to visit each other in the future." Madam Hu said, her expression still somewhat unnatural. The mansion clearly evoked many memories for her, and even a trace of pain. Was even the last trace of that person's existence going to be erased?

Thinking of this, Madam Hu's gaze towards Yang Che once again showed a hint of estrangement.

She knew she shouldn't have these emotions; Yang Che knew nothing, but she just couldn't control her thoughts. Right Sima held too many special memories for her.

"That's what I think too," Yang Che replied. As they spoke, the two had already reached the central hall, then parted ways and went to their respective residences.

Yang Che deliberately brought up the matter of the Right Sima Mansion. He could sense Madam Hu's overtures, but because of Liu Yi, the relationship between the two was already predetermined.

Yang Che would not kill Li Kai to eliminate future troubles for Liu Yi, because there was still Nongyu. However, Yang Che would also not sit idly by and watch Liu Yi die because of this. This is not a matter of right or wrong, but only a matter of stance.

The day after Yang Che returned to Xinzheng, Han Wang An officially confirmed his appointment in the court. The position of Minister of Works, which had been vacant for many years, reappeared in the court.

Ji Wuye looked at Yang Che, who was far too young, standing proudly at the front of the court officials. A shadow of gloom flashed in his eyes. What was he doing at that age?

He was still fighting in the martial world, hoping to gain fame and a chance to advance his career, while Yang Che was not even twenty years old, yet he already held the position of Minister of Works, which, in terms of rank alone, was not much lower than that of a Grand General.

Zhang Kaidi, who had been reinstated as prime minister, looked at Yang Che's young face and fell into deep thought. Was it really a good thing for a young man to suddenly rise to a high position?

The Minister of Works is not like an Imperial Censor; he faces various pressures directly. However, the power structure in South Korea is unhealthy, and can even be described as dangerous.

Being a Minister of Works is not an easy job.

Your Majesty, could it be that you have a deeper consideration behind this decision?

Ji Wuye was jealous, Zhang Kai was deep in thought, and the fourth young master Han Yu's feelings were much more complicated. He admitted that he had underestimated Yang Che. Before, he thought that Yang Che was just quick-witted but not steady enough, similar to his ninth brother. But now Yang Che was already the Minister of Works.

An official position cannot prove everything, but without an official position, nothing can be proven.

From this point on, a force that cannot be ignored will emerge in the imperial court, and twenty years later, it will surely become another powerful force.

If Yang Che knew that someone thought this way, he would definitely scoff at it. How long can South Korea exist? What about twenty years from now?

However, only he himself knew these things. As a Minister of Works who was not yet twenty years old, no one in the court dared to ignore such a figure.

News from the imperial court quickly spread throughout Xinzheng. Around the same time, Liu Yi, who was training troops in Nanyang, also received a letter from Yang Che from his servants who had come from Xinzheng, and learned of the matter.

"Good lad, Sikong, Grand Sikong, from now on, when I, as his uncle, see him, will I have to call him Lord Sikong?" Liu Yi said with a sarcastic tone, but he was actually very happy. The glory of the younger generation was also his glory.

Liu Yi was already impatient to return to Xinzheng and enjoy the glory. He thought that when introducing himself to outsiders, he could say that he was the uncle of the Grand Minister of Works, which would make him even more proud than the Left Minister of Works.

As the saying goes, some are happy while others are sad. While Liu Yi was delighted by Yang Che's appointment as Minister of Works, someone in the Purple Orchid Pavilion was plunged into sorrow.

For no other reason than that, in recent months, Zilanxuan's business has declined sharply. Its original customers have all been snatched away by a newly opened brothel. If this continues, Zilanxuan may have to close down.

Zi Nu stood by the window, listening to Cai Die's report, her delicate purple eyebrows furrowed in a frown.

It wasn't that she didn't work hard; it was just that her opponents were too powerful. These rivals had the support of the royal family, and their financial and material resources were far beyond what she could match.

Just as Zi Nu was at her wit's end, Nong Yu walked in, her face beaming with joy.

"Nongyu, what good thing happened? Is it your senior brother coming to see you again?" Zi Nu put aside her thoughts and joked with Nongyu.

"Yes, so you knew too, sister." Nongyu smiled, her joy evident.