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

The following morning, Chen Huai'an, along with Chen Sujin, Xiao He, Feng Zhidai, and Feng Qiao'er, waited at an intersection ten miles outside Chang'an City.

He was accompanied by a troop of imperial guards, eunuchs, and palace maids.

This is the only route from the Wei River to Chang'an. Feng Ang will inevitably pass through here on his way to Chang'an to report on his duties.

Chen Huai'an had personally promised that he would go out of the city to welcome Feng Ang when he arrived, and he was naturally here to fulfill that promise.

At the same time, Chen Huai'an today represents not only himself, but also the imperial court.

As a powerful warlord who commanded a large army but voluntarily submitted to the court and sent his sons and daughters to Chang'an, Li Shimin naturally had to show him some respect.

Sending a trusted minister, or even the crown prince or a prince, to personally greet him would be a much higher honor.

However, given the special relationship between Chen Huai'an and the Feng family, who are about to be married, it is clear that no one is more suitable than Chen Huai'an.

"My dad should be here soon."

Feng Qiao'er seemed afraid that Chen Huai'an's patience would be worn down, so she explained, "We exchanged letters last night. After my father disembarked on the Wei River, he stayed at the post station and said that he would head to Chang'an at Chenshi (7-9 AM) today."

"Judging by the time, we should be there soon."

Chen Huai'an nodded slightly: "No need to rush, just wait patiently."

He wasn't impatient at all, after all, he was his father-in-law, and he might need to rely on him in the future.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come so early in the morning.

Seeing that Chen Huai'an showed no impatience, Feng Qiao'er breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little nervous.

The two are to be married on the seventh day of next month. Feng Ang's visit to Chang'an at this time is not mainly for reporting on his duties, but mainly to see her off on her wedding.

She was quite nervous when her fiancé met her father for the first time.

Feng Zhidai didn't care about any of that. Instead, he looked around with great interest: "I have to say, you and His Majesty have a really high reputation among the people. After the locust extermination order was issued, more and more people were killing locusts, which led to a significant reduction in the number of locusts."

"If it were a previous locust plague, June would have been the peak of the locust infestation."

"But look at us now, as we've come all this way, the locusts have visibly decreased."

Feng Qiao'er's lips twitched: "Is it possible that... there's no grass here?"

"What are the locusts doing here?"

Feng Zhidai: "..."

Xiao He let out a crisp laugh, quite unkindly. The surrounding area was a yellow earthen mound, without trees or grass, so locusts naturally wouldn't come. Even she understood this principle.

Feng Zhidai blushed, feeling a strange pang of sadness in his heart.

My younger sister used to be his favorite.

But now they criticize him all the time and like to expose his shortcomings.

"They're here!"

Chen Huai'an said softly.

Everyone became serious and followed Chen Huai'an's gaze. They saw a rather large convoy of vehicles gradually approaching on the slightly winding dirt road in the distance.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will be Feng Ang.

Chen Huai'an didn't say anything, but everyone became a little nervous, especially Chen Sujin, who tidied her clothes and hair again, not wanting to leave a bad impression on Feng Ang.

The siblings lost their parents, and as the eldest sister, she represented Chen Huai'an's elders to a certain extent.

When your in-laws come, you must make a good impression, right?

Even Xiao He, who was gradually being influenced by Chen Huai'an, put away her playful attitude and became serious, looking quite convincing.

Apart from Chen Huai'an, they were all very nervous.

Unbeknownst to them, on the other side of the carriage, the driver, upon seeing the crowd in the distance, quickly reported to the carriage inside: "Steward, Madam, I have seen the young master and young lady... The one leading them is a handsome young man, presumably the son-in-law, and there are many imperial guards, eunuchs, and palace maids."

The man sitting inside, around fifty years old, with slightly dark skin, an upright posture, and bright eyes, was Feng Ang.

Sitting next to him was a well-maintained and elegant woman.

Upon hearing this, the two of them immediately sat up straight.

"They came out of the city to pick us up?" Feng Ang's wife, Madam Wei, was somewhat surprised. She peeked out from behind the carriage curtain and immediately beamed with joy. "It really is! Quite a grand affair."

"We found a good son-in-law. He is young, promising, and highly talented. He also values ​​us highly. Grandma was right. As long as Qiao'er comes to Chang'an, she will always meet her destined love."

"What are you looking at? Don't be rude." Feng Ang glared at her irritably, then took two deep breaths and clenched his fists slightly.

As a powerful ruler who dominated his entire life, Feng Ang truly shouldn't have behaved this way.

But today is different.

What they were about to face was a son-in-law who had the potential to become a saint, was in his early twenties, and had already ranked among the top five in power in the Tang Dynasty, holding the reins of the entire Tang Dynasty's finances and engineering projects.

In particular, the old lady said that this son-in-law was of great importance to whether their Feng family could prosper for generations to come.

More importantly... it was he who actively and forcefully facilitated the marriage between the two families, and given the son-in-law's high status, he didn't know how to approach him.

Chen Sujin was nervous, and so were they.

Mrs. Wei looked disgusted: "Didn't you used to talk about how great you were when you were young every day?"

"What do you mean by 'dominating the battlefield,' 'killing countless people,' 'drinking two jin of horse urine,' and 'slamming the table louder than anyone else.' Before coming here, he even said he'd give this kid a good warning and that he should treat his daughter better in the future."

"Why are you scared now that we're right in front of you?"

Feng Ang's eye twitched slightly: "...That's different."

"What's the difference?" Madam Wei nudged his waist. "I'm warning you, don't embarrass yourself when you meet your son-in-law later."

"Look at you, telling me not to be impolite. You've wasted most of your life, and you're still nervous about meeting your son-in-law."

Feng Ang: "..."

He opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't argue with Mrs. Wei.

Chen Huai'an and him are different beings.

In terms of power, Chen Huai'an far surpasses him; even after being stripped of his title, he is still far superior.

As the person in charge of the nation's finances, and with trade now open between the Central Plains and Lingnan regions, many things depend on this son-in-law.

Of course they're different.

However, it wouldn't make much difference to say this to Madam Wei, since she already knew she was about to meet her beloved son-in-law and see her daughter get married.

Furthermore... he himself was also very afraid of... and respected his wife.

Women in the Tang Dynasty were already quite fierce, and the emergence of the famous Lady Xian in the Lingnan region, who was also Feng Ang's grandmother, made the women in Lingnan even more assertive.

Lady Wei was his principal wife, personally chosen for him by his grandmother.

Feng Ang was somewhat apprehensive...

"..."