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

Wang Gui was not one to hesitate, and once he made his decision, he immediately sent someone to secretly deliver a message to the Feng family.

Feng Zhidai was very surprised when he received the letter. He found his younger sister and handed her the letter, saying, "Look, Huai'an was right. The Wang family really did come to us on their own initiative."

Feng Qiao'er breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appearing on her face: "Who among these people in charge would be a fool?"

"Even in our Lingnan region, the struggle between various forces has never stopped. The officials who jointly submitted a memorial accusing our Feng family of treason may not have been without someone's authorization."

"Not to mention these aristocratic families that have been passed down for hundreds of years, and the incredibly complex situation in Chang'an City, where various forces are intertwined."

"The Wang family is indeed slightly weaker in power among the Five Clans and Seven Families, but it is still weaker compared to the other families in the Five Clans and Seven Families."

"I think I understand what Mr. Chen wants now, and I understand where the balance point is."

"Where?" Feng Zhidai frowned, somewhat confused about his younger sister's meaning.

His father often lamented that it would have been better if Feng Qiao'er had been born a boy. Feng Zhidai thought he was not bad himself, but compared to his clever younger sister, he was indeed quite inferior.

"The balance point is not between the aristocratic families and Chen Langjun, but within the five surnames and seven clans."

"The Cui family of Boling is the leader."

Feng Qiao'er offered an explanation.

Feng Zhidai seemed thoughtful, but still somewhat confused: "What exactly does it mean?"

Feng Qiao'er: "..."

She was speechless: "Forget it, I don't want to talk to you anymore. No wonder Father didn't want you to bring your sister-in-law and nephew over. Someone like you should just stay as a hostage."

Feng Zhidai: "..."

No, how did this turn into a personal attack?

He's good at both academics and martial arts, he's very well-rounded, okay?

"Go quickly." Feng Qiao'er handed the letter to Feng Zhidai. "After Father comes to Chang'an to report on his duties, I will marry Chen Langjun and bring my sister-in-law and nephew over. You won't have to be alone anymore."

As she spoke, she glanced at Feng Zhidai and said, "Brother, I must remind you that I am a woman and I am about to get married. As the eldest son of our Feng family, you represent our Feng family in Chang'an."

"Be careful with every word and action."

"Perfect timing. I recently met a girl who is pretty and sensible. The only downside is her family background."

"If you wish, you may take a concubine."

Feng Zhidai was initially confused. Why was his younger sister suddenly worried about such a thing?

However, it wasn't long before he belatedly realized what was happening.

The fact that he went to a brothel and was discovered by the young woman was a warning to him.

Feng Zhidai was now in an awkward position.

Men, after being away from their wives and children for so long, will inevitably feel a little restless.

"Okay, I understand." Feng Zhidai's expression was somewhat unnatural.

"And another thing, I'm warning you, you can go to places like that by yourself, but don't take Chen Langjun with you!" Feng Qiao'er warned as a final warning.

Feng Zhidai: "..."

Am I that kind of person?

"It's hard to say."

"..."

Feeling depressed, Feng Zhidai returned to Anguo Mansion, where Chen Huai'an seemed to have suddenly found some free time.

It's hard to imagine that Chen Huai'an, at the center of the storm, would still have the leisure to teach Xiao He to read and write at home.

Feng Zhidai stepped forward and sighed, "People outside are in a state of panic, and many officials are living cautiously."

"Yan Shujian and Duke Cai were extremely busy."

"And you, the one who started it all, are quite carefree."

Chen Huai'an gestured for him to sit down, then laughed and said, "You're wrong. I'm not that free right now."

"For me, the most important thing right now is to sit at home and do nothing."

"Why?" Feng Zhidai asked, puzzled.

"If I do anything, no matter what it is, it might touch a nerve with some people." Chen Huai'an hugged his niece, his tone slightly amused. "Don't be fooled by how arrogant those people are; they're all actually quite timid."

"So, it's not that I don't want to go out, but that going out would cause trouble."

"I'd better stay home so as not to scare anyone."

Feng Zhidai immediately understood and couldn't help but find it amusing.

Those noble families who look down on this and that don't seem to be all that great.

"You guessed right. The Wang family has come to us, hoping I can help them connect with you. We'll meet at Wangchuan Tower tomorrow."

"Oh?" Chen Huai'an wasn't surprised at all. "Who's here?"

"Wang Gui".

"Who?"

Feng Zhidai was somewhat surprised by Chen Huai'an's attitude: "Wang Gui, what's wrong? Is there a problem with him?"

"No problem!" Chen Huai'an chuckled twice. Since the Xuanwu Gate Incident, most of Li Jiancheng's old party members had been incorporated into the government.

However, because of what happened the night before the Xuanwu Gate Incident, and some past conflicts, Wang Gui basically avoided me.

Even when he offered any opinions during court sessions, Wang Gui never interfered or interrupted.

Now, the Wang family has actually sent someone to contact him.

Chen Huai'an simply found it amusing.

"If there are no problems, then I'll reply to them. Remember to keep your appointment tomorrow morning."

"Okay, thank you for your help," Chen Huai'an replied.

"We're family, no need to trouble you." Feng Zhidai waved his hand and hurried away.

Chen Huai'an continued to patiently teach his little niece to read and write.

As Xiaohe studied, she suddenly became somewhat absent-minded.

Chen Huai'an asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Craving pastries again?"

Xiao He blushed and said, "Uncle, Xiao He isn't that greedy."

"I'm already full, I don't want any more pastries. I... I was just thinking about something else."

"Really?" Chen Huai'an remained noncommittal, casually asking, "Then what is Xiao He thinking?"

"I miss Daddy," Xiaohe said, tilting her head back. "Uncle, I used to ask Mommy where Daddy went, but she never told me."

"Why do other kids have fathers, but Xiaohe doesn't?"

Chen Huai'an's eyes turned cold. He rubbed Xiao He's head and said with a smile, "Your mother didn't tell you because she was afraid you would be sad."

"Oh, Xiaohe, don't be sad. Xiaohe just wants to ask," Xiaohe said expectantly, "Uncle, can you tell me where Daddy went?"

Chen Huai'an said calmly, "Your father... encountered bandits a long time ago. I heard it was a terrible ordeal; he was chopped into pieces."

Xiao He pouted, somewhat disappointed: "Okay~"

She was sad for a moment, but only for a moment. Over the years, she had followed Chen Sujin through countless hardships and had long been accustomed to life and death.

She was simply curious about the father who had never existed in her memory.

"Uncle, I heard that Mother bought a lot of pastries again. Let me tell you, what are those pastries called... Oh dear, I forgot the name, but they were so delicious."

"..."