Li Qingxian thought for a moment, then said, "Those old events were a tangled skein. From what I've heard, the Rongguo Residence never took part in the rebellion, and the emperor didn't care. Its enemies found a few minor flaws, though. Back then, everyone heard enemy soldiers in every gust of wind and crane's cry; the slightest hint was treated as treason. That was why the Duke of Rongguo drank poison to preserve his Lineage. So many years have passed, and most of those mortal enemies are gone. There's no reason to trouble an illegitimate son unless some secret is involved. This really won't be easy to handle."
"The Night Guard certainly hears everything. That's precisely what concerns me, so I intend to handle it strictly by the book."
"Ruining a family and driving its members to their deaths was bad enough, but they won't even spare an illegitimate son. With both the Western Depot and the Devil Sect involved, whoever's behind this probably isn't any kind of good egg. Just handle it impartially, and they won't be able to do anything to you," Li Qingxian said.
"That eunuch Mao said Wang Buwu stole someone's treasure. What do you think of him?"
Li Qingxian considered it, then said, "I don't want to mislead you. Let me just tell you how I met Wang Buwu..."
And so Li Qingxian recounted meeting Wang Buwu after the Eerie Village and the matter of the birthday gift.
"He's a thoughtful young man, then. A hundred times better than Ye Han." Song Yunjing nodded lightly.
The two took a sip of tea.
Jiang Youfei asked, "Lord Song, did Qingxian really revise that poem?"
Song Yunjing smiled. "Ten thousand people were there, and everyone saw it. There's no faking that."
Li Qingxian looked thoroughly displeased. "Sister