The two fell silent and watched in silence. The small building stood near the Prince's Residence's rear garden. It had been there before, merely never renovated.
Recently, as Su Ziji had acquired more and more books, he had also sorted through the paintings, calligraphy, and ancient texts he had obtained through other channels, aside from the alchemical scriptures. The final batch of alchemical scriptures was moved into this small building, which was also renovated. Su Ziji occasionally came here.
Su Ziji nodded and added, "Zeng Nianzhen has been training troops outside for a long time. If needed, perhaps he can be brought back. Would there be any difficulty in arranging his return?"
At this, Wild Daoist gave a start all over. This was serious—it meant moving troops into the Capital City. He did not dare neglect it and immediately responded.
"My lord, Lord Zeng has been overseas for a long time. He ought to return and report on his duties."
"However, the Capital City is too sensitive. The Imperial City Office, the Commander of the Nine Gates, and the Capital Garrison are all watching closely. A few dozen men would be one thing, but several hundred would be difficult to conceal."
"But in Feng'an, Yongxiu, and Juxian Counties, gathering five or six hundred men in one place would be conspicuous. If they are dispersed, they would not stand out so much."
As Wild Daoist spoke, he saw his lord turn away and lower his eyes slightly, as if still somewhat hesitant. He continued, "My lord, I will handle this personally. I will ensure not a drop leaks out."
Su Ziji nodded. "When you handle matters, I am at ease. Go, and summon Wen Xunpeng while you are at it."
"Yes." Wild Daoist answered and went downstairs, sending someone to summon