"How did it go?"
The moment he returned to the residence, Xiao Mei came forward and asked about the interview result with concern.
Wang Yan smiled. "Not bad. There shouldn't be any problems."
"That's good." Xiao Mei said, "This matter is important. Nothing can go wrong."
Wang Yan waved a hand. "You're making too much of it. It's no big deal. If it works out, naturally that's better. If not, it doesn't matter. We can't pin some great undertaking on a woman alone. Without a princess, are we supposed to do nothing?"
Xiao Mei did not argue. She liked Wang Yan's confidence. So far, everything Wang Yan had told her about—aside from rebellion and becoming emperor—had either already come true or shown signs of coming true.
Like earning a marquis title in a single battle, doing business, winning the people's hearts at the farmstead, and raising dead soldiers. Only two years had passed, yet he had both authority and a certain degree of power. Sheltered under Yang Guang's name, his actual influence was even greater.
As for his reputation, there was no need to mention it. No one in the Bing Province border army could match his prestige. He was the very image of loyalty and righteousness.
After the war, the way he had treated those brothers who had lived and died alongside him was something any random foot soldier in Bing Province could recount clearly. They all wanted to fight under Wang Yan, willing to die for him. Wang Yan truly got things done.
Xiao Mei then turned to Wang Yan, who was playing with the child, and asked, "Husband, how did court feel today?"
"Nothing much. I just caused a little trouble."
"Oh?"
"I called Yuwen Shu an old dog, then grabbed the neck of some court official—I