Yao Zhen held his head and said: "I still have an elderly mother over eighty and young children waiting to be fed. I ask the hero to spare this dog's life. You can take whatever objects you please from my household instead."

Gu Yun: "..."

"Marquis sir, how about this, as this matter happened here. The Governor of Liang Jiang* - Master Zhou - definitely won't be able to avoid getting involved. I should go to discuss it with him."

*Liang Jiang is referring to both Jiangnan and Jiangxi

Yao Zhen smiled apologetically, seeing the expression on Gu Yun's face was not very good, he quickly added, "That's right, there is also the young Prince. His Highness traveled to Jiangnan and accidentally came across the rebel force capturing Mechanics. Witnessing such wrongdoings, he snuck into their base alone, assisting our forces from the inside, and personally caught their leader. You see, does this sound alright?"

Hearing these words, Gu Yun did not say anything anymore.

For Chang Geng's origin, although His Majesty did not express his opinion outright, it was certain that he would bear some sort of ill-feeling. Now that this matter involved Wei Wang, His Majesty must have felt significant disappointment. If he then looked at the unwelcomed younger brother who was now clearly standing on his side, maybe he would be willing to let go of the grudges of the older generation.

Chang Geng was closely reaching the age of inheriting his royal status. If he could obtain His Majesty's favor, it would perhaps be better for his future.

Gu Yun weighed this option for a moment then glared at Yao Zhen in frustration. This person was indeed very talented. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to maintain a long-term friendship with the Marquis of Order after having the chance to only meet with him once, but it was also true that he was not seeking to further himself. All he strived for in life was to be able to eat and sleep, pouring all his intelligence into sugarcoating others.

Yao Zhen smiled and asked again: "Marquis sir, what do you think?"

Gu Yun was too lazy to pay him any mind, rolled his eyes, and walked away.

He had intended to quietly leave Jiangnan. In this matter, both Lin Yuan Pavilion and the Black Iron Camp had put in efforts, but it was inconvenient for both sides to make their appearance known. How to dress this up nicely, they could only rely on Yao Zhen's pen.

When Gu Yun pushed open the door, he saw Chang Geng, who was currently making a bamboo flute in the courtyard. Ge Pang Xiao, Cao Niangzi, and Master Yao's two little daughters gathered around him. Chang Geng was handy, gentle, and patient, making a flute for each one of them. His craft looked quite decent. The two little girls who were not yet ten years old were cheering and jumping around him.