The immortal of the Tang Dynasty, but the game starts at Xuanwu Gate?

"Little sister, little sister!"

At noon, Feng Zhidai ran home excitedly, "This is incredible! Your future husband is incredible!"

At this moment, Feng Qiao'er, who was still sewing clothes, paused, her eyebrows slightly raised: "We're not married yet, don't say that, lest others hear and laugh at us."

"There are no outsiders here, it's fine," Feng Zhidai said nonchalantly, and took out a letter. "Look, Huai'an did something big today."

"The mind is principle; extend innate knowledge; unite knowledge and action!"

"Is this something a human being should say?"

"That's amazing!"

Feng Qiao'er originally intended to continue making clothes and not want to pay attention to her brother, but she was stunned when she heard this.

"The mind is principle, extending innate knowledge, and the unity of knowledge and action?"

"Yes." Feng Zhidai quickly handed the letter to Feng Qiao'er. "Take a look. These are all the things Huai'an said in court today."

"Little sister, let me tell you, today's court session was quite unusual. Those officials who are usually high and mighty were arguing like old ladies in the market, and in the end, they even started fighting and a group brawl broke out."

"His Majesty had no choice but to dismiss the officials below the fifth rank, and then they argued for most of the day."

"Let me tell you..."

Feng Zhidai kept talking, but Feng Qiao'er had no interest in listening anymore. She snatched the letter from her brother's hand and immediately started reading it.

What happened in the court was no secret, of course, because someone didn't want it to remain a secret, so the news spread immediately after the court session.

Feng Zhidai was actually an observer throughout the entire process, and the information he brought back was very detailed, with everyone's words recorded.

As Feng Qiao'er read, her gaze settled on a single sentence: "To establish a heart for Heaven and Earth...to establish a destiny for the people...to continue the lost learning of the past sages...to usher in an era of peace for all generations!"

"Is this your philosophy?"

Feng Qiao'er said softly, her eyes filled with turmoil.

"Little sister, do you know what's the funniest thing?" Feng Zhidai asked enthusiastically.

"What?" Feng Qiao'er asked curiously.

"The historian!" Feng Zhidai laughed heartily. "That historian's eyes were really shining, no joke, they were genuinely shining!"

"I took a look. These kids remember things in such detail. I remember that during the Battle of Hulao Pass, His Majesty used 3,500 elite troops to defeat Dou Jiande's 100,000-strong army. The history book only gave one sentence: 'Jiande's army was positioned at Sishui. The Prince of Qin did not fight, but waited for his morale to decline before launching a fierce attack and defeating him. He pursued the fleeing enemy for 30 li, beheaded 3,000, captured 50,000, and took Jiande prisoner alive.'"

"But today, those historians wanted to write down every single detail, not even missing their expressions."

"I even suspect that if they run out of ink, they might even have to use their own blood as ink."

Feng Qiao'er: "..."

She couldn't help but roll her eyes and looked down to continue reading the intelligence.

But the further she looked down, the deeper her brows furrowed.

I paused for a long time when I saw the concepts of "the mind is reason," "extending innate knowledge," and "unity of knowledge and action."

"Little sister, I'm increasingly convinced that Huai'an is the person Grandma was talking about!" Feng Zhidai said with certainty, "We made the right choice back then. I'm relieved that you're marrying Huai'an."

Feng Qiao'er didn't reply. After reading the intelligence, she pondered and said, "His current situation is very dangerous."

"Hmm?" Feng Zhidai was taken aback, his smile fading slightly. "What you say makes sense, but Huai'an is no ordinary person. He was able to face six assassins unscathed, so ordinary people can't do anything to him."

"Besides, he's not stupid; he'll definitely be more careful during this time."

"Six won't do, how about twelve?" Feng Qiao'er retorted. "Even if twelve can hold out, what about twenty?"

"Two fists can't beat four hands, brother. You've been on the battlefield, you should understand how terrifying it is when the number of people is large."

She paused, then continued, "Even if Young Master Chen is incredibly skilled, what if someone poisons him? Throughout history, how many heroes and great men have fallen victim to such methods?"

"Where's Sister Sujin? And Xiaohe?"

"You only see how glamorous he is, but you don't see how much danger he faces beneath that glory!"

"No way... right?" Feng Zhidai said uncertainly, "Those people from the Five Clans and Seven Families must be crazy to dare to lay a hand on Huai'an's family."

"What's impossible?" Feng Qiao'er said quietly, "If someone is trying every means to deal with my Feng family, trying to trample our Feng family from a high place into the mud."

"What would you do?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Zhidai immediately understood.

If someone actually dares to do that, it will be a fight to the death; they'll use any means necessary.

"I'll go tell Huai'an to be careful."

Feng Zhidai turned to leave, and Feng Qiao'er felt a little helpless. Her brother was actually very good in every way, both in literature and martial arts, but he was a bit impatient and sometimes couldn't keep his temper in check. Their father had scolded him a lot for this.

This trip to Chang'an was also intended to hone his skills.

"Don't be anxious," Feng Qiao'er called out to Feng Zhidai, patiently saying, "What we can think of, Chen Langjun can definitely think of too. There's no use in telling him this."

"Write a letter right now and tell your father to prepare for the repair of the canal between Lingnan and the Central Plains. In this way, the Feng family's influence will not be limited to Lingnan and can better help Young Master Chen."

"Also, have Dad find a few more reliable people to come over, just say they're there to protect me."

Feng Zhidai smiled knowingly, indicating that he understood.

The purpose of finding people was naturally to protect Chen Sujin and Xiaohe, but they couldn't tell Feng Ang that, or Feng Ang would be furious.

After thinking it over and over again, Feng Qiao'er said, "Young Master Chen, there must be a deeper meaning behind your efforts to win over the Cui family of Boling, who have a grudge against you. The most obvious reason is to divide the five surnames and seven noble families."

"But what happened today has had a huge impact on the five surnames and seven clans. If the conflict continues to escalate, something that no one wants to see may happen."

"Therefore, I think what Young Master Chen needs now is a new balance—to make the aristocratic families fear him, but not to make them feel hopeless!"

"I think that Chen Langjun will next carry out a power swap and an exchange of interests, trying to find a balance point, but this balance point is difficult to find and difficult to stabilize."

"Our Feng family doesn't have much contact with most of the Five Clans and Seven Families, but we do have some connections with the Wang family of Taiyuan."

"You can ask Chen Langjun whether the Wang family of Taiyuan is within his scope of cooperation. If so, you can make contact with the Wang family."

Feng Zhidai looked at his younger sister, who was analyzing the situation carefully, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Why did he feel that his sister hadn't even married into the family yet, but her side was already turning against him?

"..."