It was probably because this self-proclaimed Lingzhou general was too direct that Song Yan, who had been immersed in officialdom for many years, found it refreshing. At the same time, he also felt a fear that the governor did not want to admit. For a moment, he was speechless and did not make a sound. The tea had already turned cold, but Song Yan still sat there and swirled the cup lid. Hsu Fengnian did not care about this kind of harmless rudeness. There was a secret report that Li Fuzhen had also come to Hwangnam County. He did not want to meet her. If that happened, it would be difficult for both sides, so he prepared to leave this manor that was indeed filled with a gloomy aura. Song Yan was not so conceited that he would not move from his chair. He stood up and sent him to the door. Hsu Fengnian told him that he would stay in the county capital until tomorrow morning. Song Yan nodded his head and stood in place for a long time before walking back to the chair with heavy steps. He gently pressed one hand on the armrest of the iron pear wood chair. The steward who had been rejected by the honored guest of the manor carefully stood at the door. He could not help but be worried. Everyone knew that the heir of Beiliang was a strange and absurd person. Now that he had placed the title of Lingzhou general on his head, who knew if he was going to openly attack Lingzhou. His master had better not be the first. Song Yan patted the armrest and turned around to say, "Go to Wild Ape House and organize two thousand books. Then have General Tao send them to the Lingzhou general's manor today."
The steward could not help but ask, "Master, how will you divide them?"
Song Yan's face was filled with helplessness as if salt had been poured onto his wound. He sighed and said, "Other than the 40 or so rare books that are kept in yellow rosewood boxes, choose the best ones and move them out of Wild Ape House."
The steward made a sound of acknowledgment and quickly left. Song Yan rubbed his forehead and said with a bitter smile, "It really is more painful than marrying off a daughter."
Hsu Fengnian brought Xu Yanbing and Hong Shuwen along the small path of the Song manor. Huyan Guanyin did not enter the manor and remained in the carriage outside the manor. The reason why Hsu Fengnian chose Hwangnam County's Song Yan was mainly because this prefect was quite knowledgeable, but he did not have the temperament of an old scholar. Back then, Song Yan had purposely criticized Xu Xiao's unclear rewards and punishments in public. It was just a ploy in the officialdom to attract Xu Xiao's attention. It was not really Song Yan who did not understand the rules of the officialdom. It was a pity that he met Xu Xiao, the King of Beiliang, who did not know how to read the customs. Of course, Hsu Fengnian also began to suspect that Xu Xiao had intentionally left this stubborn Lingzhou rock for him to subdue. While Hsu Fengnian was thinking, he raised his head and saw a tall servant girl from the manor. She was dressed simply and strangely had a long sword at her waist. She had an unfriendly expression towards them. After she blocked their path, she pressed down on the hilt of her sword and asked sternly, "Who are you? You had bad intentions on the street outside earlier. Why did you barge into the backyard without permission?!"
Young people who did not wear armor but carried cold swords in Lingzhou were definitely those hedonistic sons who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth. She had followed the young miss and taught them a lesson countless times. These wastrels who only knew how to rely on their parents' achievements to do evil did not have any memory at all. This time, they actually dared to barge into the prefectural governor's manor to show off. Hsu Fengnian glanced at her. Hong Shuwen behind him was eager to try. His eyes were dark and cold, and he was about to use the scabbard to knock this girl unconscious. Hsu Fengnian threw a look at Hong Shuwen, indicating that he should not cause trouble. He smiled and explained to her, "I am a guest of your manor. The carriage is parked at the back door and I am about to leave. It is not what you think. Barging into an official's manor is not a small crime. I do not have the courage to come to the prefectural governor's manor to cause trouble."
Hsu Fengnian finished speaking and was about to walk around her. He did not expect her to take two steps to the side and block his path again. Hong Shuwen rolled his eyes. This girl really did not know how the word 'death' was written.
The maidservant said stiffly, "No, you have to tell me your name. I'll ask the steward, and only after I confirm that there's no mistake will I let you go. Otherwise, if you're a daring book thief or a bandit who intends to commit murder …"
Hong Shuwen could not help but scold, "Scram!"
The maidservant, whose temper was not much better than Hong Shuwen's, was furious and wanted to draw her sword. However, what scared her out of her wits was that no matter how much strength she used, her sword could not leave the scabbard. It was as if it was nailed to the scabbard. Hsu Fengnian knew that Hong Shuwen did not have this ability, but to Xu Yanbing who had once suppressed Wang Xiu, it was just a small trick. Hsu Fengnian directly brushed past her. Xu Yanbing, who was as calm as an ancient well, followed closely behind. Hong Shuwen had a mischievous expression on his face as he swaggered past her. The maidservant, who had practiced swordsmanship for many years, only thought that she had seen a ghost in broad daylight. She did not dare to be rash and turned her head to look at the three people in a daze. Only when she found that they had shadows did she breathe a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that they were the wandering ghosts who had died tragically in this mansion. The maidservant no longer dared to move, but there was someone in the mansion who was still lingering around. His sword was like a rainbow as it flew straight towards them. Hsu Fengnian frowned. Hong Shuwen was happy that someone had bumped into his blade. However, with His Highness present, he did not act too ruthlessly. He quickly took out his blade and used the scabbard to stab the 'assassin's' chest. Then, he kicked the man's abdomen. Hong Shuwen seemed to feel that he had let the man off easy. He quickly walked over and was about to fiercely step on the assassin's face when Hsu Fengnian spoke, "That's enough."
Hong Shuwen took back his boots that were only an inch away from the man's face. He put on his Beiliang Blade again and turned around to walk towards His Royal Highness who had a Bodhisattva's heart.
The maidservant who had previously failed to draw her sword cried out with a sobbing tone, "Miss!"
The maidservant, who had been poked and stepped on by Hong Shuwen, struggled to sit up. She pointed at the fallen sword to the maidservant. Then, she shouted towards the backs of the three people with difficulty, "Hey, hey, hey, the one with gray hair, don't be in a hurry to leave. I have something to ask you."
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