As Gu Yun saw that his expression was off, he assumed Chang Geng was still bothered by this, he asked with a coaxing tone: "I forgot to tell you two days ago, the Emperor wants you to enter the court to listen to politics, which duty do you want to be in charge of? I will find a way for you."

Chang Geng quickly restrained his train of thoughts, seriously replying: "The six ministries have their own power and influence, it is not convenient for me to step in and disturb it. These years, neither my literary or martial arts are up to par; in addition, I have already become used to being leisurely. If His Majesty truly wants me to come listen, I could listen just for the courtesy of it — or I could follow Master Jiang of the Supreme Court to do investigations."

Gu Yun could not tell whether this answer truly reflected what Chang Geng thought or not, but it was definitely the answer the Emperor would want to hear. He momentarily felt pained, not willing to send Chang Geng to Emperor Long An's place to waste his talents, being looked down on by others.

But that was impossible. His surname was Li. Even if he became a leisurely prince in the future, he would not be able to hide in the Marquis' Manor for the rest of his life.

"If you want to go to the Supreme Court, wait for a while longer, don't go now," Gu Yun said. "The Emperor wants to investigate the Ziliujin black market recently, Master Jiang's place is chaotic enough already, don't intervene, and don't drag Lin Yuan Pavilion into it either."

Chang Geng replied with an 'ah', he didn't seem to be surprised by this news: "So fast? His Majesty was indeed unable to wait. The other day I was still thinking about when he would bring back Rong Jin Law."

Gu Yun: "How did you know?"

"Guessed." A slight snow began to fall down. Chang Geng took a paper umbrella from the entrance of the temple — its size was small, yet Chang Geng continued to push the umbrella towards Gu Yun's side.

Not long after, the shoulder that had been exposed was covered with a layer of snow. He did not bother to wipe it away either, continuing to walk in a pace that was neither slow nor fast, he appeared to be quite enjoying it:

"In truth, it could not be considered to be a guess, yifu, think about it, His Majesty, the former Emperor, even Emperor Wu — although they each were wise in their own way, their stands were the same when it came to Ziliujin. In their hearts, this thing is always regarded as a big problem."

Gu Yun had always seen him as a part of the younger generation. To walk together side by side for the first time, listening to his thoughts, it felt quite fresh. Thus, he did not interrupt him, only listened.