The news of Xu Pei's defeat spread like wildfire. When Huang Song found out about it, he locked himself in his study for two days.
The officials in the tent were deeply worried, afraid that this matter would completely destroy Huang Song's fighting spirit. If he lost his fighting spirit, what was the point of fighting?
In the early hours of the third day, Huang Song walked out of the study with a normal expression, as if he had not been the one who had been locked up for the past two days.
"Huaijie, Youmo … why are you here?"
Huang Song saw two familiar figures standing in front of the study and called out to them. The two of them immediately turned around and bowed.
Feng Jue said, "Naturally, we were worried about you, Lord. That's why we waited here. We didn't expect you to come out so soon."
Before Huang Song went into seclusion, he had instructed that no one was to disturb him. Even Feng Jue did not dare to barge in.
"It's my fault. I've made you worry for nothing." Huang Song was startled and said guiltily, "Recently, the situation has been grim. I'm a little frustrated, so I wanted to be alone and analyze the pros and cons. The sage also said that one should reflect on oneself three times a day. Naturally, I have to reflect on myself and find my mistakes and shortcomings to calm my restless mood. I'm fine now. You don't have to worry. "
Feng Jue and Cheng Jing exchanged a look. They had thought that Huang Song had been affected by Xu Pei's death. Now, it seemed that not only had Huang Song not collapsed, but his fighting spirit had also been stimulated. This was what they were willing to see. If Huang Song was a piece of trash that couldn't be helped, it would be disappointing.
Cheng Jing gave Feng Jue a look, and the latter understood.
Feng Jue could ask some offensive questions, but Cheng Jing could not. After all, Huang Song's trust in the two of them was different.
Feng Jue asked casually, "What have you realized in the past two days, Lord?"
"I've reflected on many problems. For example, how did Lanting get to where she is today, where I'm lacking compared to her …" Huang Song's expression was normal, without a hint of displeasure. "After some reflection, I have to admit that I'm not as good as Lanting."
Huang Song had indeed seriously reflected on himself for two days. He had read the news of the past countless times.
Each time he read it, he had a different understanding and understanding. The more he read, the more frightened he became.
Feng Jue said, "My lord, don't belittle yourself. Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. The Duke of Lanting is not perfect."
"Huaijie, you don't have to console me. I can still judge right from wrong. If he could win, then he could win. If he couldn't win, then he couldn't win. There was nothing to be afraid of. Forcefully belittling Lanting is just deceiving yourself and others. " A hint of a smile appeared on Huang Song's face. His burning eyes carried a bit of sharpness and sharpness. "The situation in the world is changing rapidly. Even if it's not as good now, it's not impossible to catch up in the future."
Seeing that Huang Song was full of vigor, the two of them completely put down their worries.
It is not too late to mend the dungeon after the sheep is lost.
Huang Song continued, "When Lanting finishes resting, he will most likely find an excuse to attack me."
Cheng Jing and Feng Jue did not say anything. This was the consensus of everyone.
"Although Lanting is strong, I am not weak either. If she wants to beat me, she'll have to show her skills. " Huang Song's expression was solemn. He suddenly took a step back and clasped his hands in front of his chest. He said to the two of them, "Huaijie and Youmo, please let bygones be bygones and help me get through this —"
Huang Song's action was beyond their expectations, but they could also feel Huang Song's seriousness and sincerity, so they naturally didn't dare to be negligent.
"Yes!"
Huang Song had just walked out of the study. At this moment, he led the two of them into the study again. The three of them had a secret discussion for several hours.
When they left, Feng Jue and Cheng Jing walked side by side halfway.
Cheng Jing said, "My lord has indeed improved. If it had been earlier, the situation would have been much better."
As the lord, Huang Song could take the initiative to admit his mistakes. He admitted that he had previously shielded the Yuanshi's generals, causing the civil and military forces to lose balance.
The Yuanshi was Huang Song's family after all. Asking him to admit this was a mistake was tantamount to slapping his own face.
Yet, he admitted it, which made Cheng Jing look at him in a higher light.
Unfortunately —
It was not so easy to extinguish the bad atmosphere brought about by Yuan Xin. Although Nie Xun did not say it, he had a lot of objections.
"That's true … it's still a little too late," Feng Jue said. "Chengyun still has a grudge in his heart. I'm afraid it won't be resolved in a few days."
He folded his hands in his sleeves, looking calm and relaxed. There was even a faint smile on his lips, as if he was not worried about this at all.
Cheng Jing said, "Chengyun is a true gentleman. If my lord is honest with him, he will definitely be able to untie the knot in your heart."
Fortunately, Nie Xun was a gentleman. Even if he had resentment in his heart, he would not do anything to hurt his lord.
If it were Qiguan Rang or Yang Si, what if they tried it?
They could stab their lord to death in minutes!
The biggest difference between them and other counselors was their thinking.
Traditional counselors were particular about loyalty.
They were loyal to their lord. They would spontaneously put their lord on a pedestal and put themselves in a lower position. They would often spoil their lord to the point of no return.
Non-mainstream counselors were particular about following one's heart.
Their lord was just a boss. To them, being a counselor was just a job. They did not have to cling to their job for the sake of a good-for-nothing boss.
If they were not satisfied with their job, they could just jump ship and find another one. If their lord was not satisfied, they could just stab another one to death. It was such a simple matter. There was no need to seek death.
Therefore, in the previous life, Qiguan Rang killed his old lord, Prince Changshou. In this life, Yang Si jumped ship from Prince Changshou's side and even schemed against him.
Huang Song was lucky enough to meet Nie Xun, so he was still safe for now.
If the public relations following the crisis were done well, the ruler and his official would be able to return to normal.
The two of them walked side by side for a while until Huang Song's residence was far behind them. There was no one around.
Cheng Jing asked, "Liu Xi is coming in full force. I'm afraid he won't be easy to deal with."
Feng Jue tilted his head and smiled faintly, but his eyes were cold.
"If Liu Xi is easy to deal with, the Tsing Yi army, the Red Lotus Group, the Northern Borderline, the Meng family of Cangzhou, and Xu Bei from Zhe County, they lost too unjustly."
This person could successively defeat his enemies and achieve victory. He rose to power by stepping on the corpses of thousands of enemies. How could he be easy to deal with?
What made Feng Jue even more frustrated was another matter.
He had not heard any news of the Feng family's official counselors taking sides. The Feng family's disciples stayed in Shangyang County peacefully.
What did this mean?
Either the Feng family felt that the situation in the world was still unclear and that it was not a good time to choose a side.
Or the Feng family had already made a decision, so they had not made any moves.
If it was the former, Feng Jue was not worried. If it was the latter, it meant that the Feng family thought highly of Jiang Pengji. That was why no one from the Feng family became an official. It was because Jiang Pengji already had Feng Jin, who was of noble birth! If another person from the Feng family came under her banner, it would inevitably give Jiang Pengji, who had a strong personality, the misconception that the Feng family wanted to infiltrate and seize power. It would be detrimental to the interests of the family.
The aristocratic families had different ways of dealing with different feudal lords.
If it was a lord with a strong personality and was arbitrary, the aristocratic families would take the initiative to avoid her and maintain a safe distance.
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