Feng Buxing and Han Liang exchanged a glance. Both felt uneasy.
In the official circles of Su Che's previous life, there had been a saying: "When your house is in charge, don't stir up trouble." It meant that once your faction called the shots, everyone should keep the peace and work together in harmony.
Great Liang had changed hands. The Duling Su Clan and Duling Wei Clan now jointly controlled the court. With the larger picture settled, there was no reason to invite fresh trouble.
To put it bluntly, whatever Su Che wanted, he only had to give them a word in advance and they could work something out. If one of the reigning emperor's consorts could not be sent into the Su Residence, surely arranging a female official or palace maid at his side would take no more than a word?
Neither of them could make heads or tails of it.
But if Su Che meant to force his way in, they could not stop him.
Blocking him now would be like announcing to the world that the Su and Wei clans could no longer keep matters under control and had begun fighting among themselves.
"May I ask what my lord intends...?"
Feng Buxing was one of Old Su's men and was close to Su Che, so it fell to him to ask. They had to find out what Third Young Master Su wanted.
Su Che was frank about it and told them his intentions outright. He had only meant to catch a rabbit while cutting grass, taking care of something along the way.
He had originally planned to use the opportunity to practice in the palace, but something else had come up. The real business now was to deal with a breach inside the palace.
"I just ran