"Now every civil and military official at court is fighting over who will lead the mission to Northern Qi. Chengcheng recommended Fan Xian to me, and I think he's a good fit."
He swept his gaze over the three of them.
"This mission to Northern Qi concerns Qing's interests and dignity. Nothing must go wrong. You three needn't lend a hand, but you must behave yourselves."
This time, Zhou Cheng put down his chopsticks and cupped his fists alongside the Crown Prince and the Second Prince.
"We wouldn't dare."
Emperor Qing nodded.
Only then did Fan Xian catch on. He asked tentatively,
"Your Majesty, you want me to... go on a mission to Northern Qi?"
Emperor Qing looked at him.
"Yes, a mission to Northern Qi. Exchange Xiao En for Yan Bingyun. You will lead it."
Fan Xian blinked.
"Can I refuse?"
Emperor Qing smiled, but that smile sent a chill down Fan Xian's back.
"You can. But you'll have to change your marriage arrangement."
Fan Xian froze.
"What do you mean, change my marriage arrangement?"
Emperor Qing leaned back on the couch, his tone casual.
"As the young Poetry Immortal Fan, you have enough literary renown now, but not enough official accomplishments. To marry Lin Wan'er and take over the Imperial Treasury, you lack both experience and seniority. The court officials have considerable objections to this."
He paused.
"There are plenty of well-bred young ladies in the Capital. A different marriage wouldn't necessarily be a bad idea."
Fan Xian's expression changed.
He sprang to his feet and bowed deeply.
"Your subject is willing to go to Northern Qi!"
Emperor Qing looked at him and smiled.
"Have you thought it through?"
Fan Xian gritted his teeth. Emperor Qing was threatening him with Lin Wan'er. What choice did he have?
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