To say that Shengjing City now felt as though a mountain storm was about to break was quite fitting. Though Su Xin did not know the reason, it was surely some major event capable of affecting the entire Imperial Court.
After entering the city, Su Xin reported in and headed straight for the Imperial Palace.
But before Su Xin could enter the palace, Tang Xian personally came out to receive him.
"Lord Su, it has been a long time. His Majesty and the others are waiting inside the palace. Please come in."
Tang Xian was now exceedingly respectful toward Su Xin. He had watched Su Xin rise step by step—from being surrounded by enemies when he first arrived in Shengjing City, to becoming a crucial minister of the Imperial Court and the Northwest King who guarded the Western Frontier. The current Su Xin was someone he could only look up to.
Still, envy was all Tang Xian felt; he had no other thoughts. He was already old and had no great ambitions. So long as he could preserve his current position, that was enough.
Ji Yancheng's personal eunuch, Feng Ying, was too weak to shoulder the position of Grand Inner Superintendent. Thus, for now, he still had to rely on Tang Xian.
Tang Xian himself was advanced in years, and he knew that although his position was secure, he could not occupy it for much longer. So he simply took Feng Ying as his adopted son. When he retired, he would help Feng Ying rise to become the Grand Inner Superintendent, leaving him with one more connection within the palace.
Su Xin nodded and asked, "Eunuch Tang, do you know what major matter has arisen that the Imperial Court was so eager to summon me back from the northwest?"
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