The Human Emperor (1-200)

C65: Su Zhengchen!

If the other party was the grandson of Duke Jiu, Zhao Fengchen wouldn’t dare to bear any unseemly intentions even with the backing of the Imperial Army and the Zhao Clan.

Furthermore, this made the matter complicated. Those nobles didn’t lack money and often behaved wilfully. Common sense couldn’t be used to fathom their intentions.

Just like what happened earlier, these nobles would even reject a sum of 40000 gold taels easily.

Zhao Fengchen had no confidence that the other party would sell the sword to him!

The bearded man has served Zhao Fengchen for many years, he could figure out Zhao Fengchen’s thoughts in an instant. In fact, the news which he had gathered was worse than what he had told Zhao Fengchen.

That fellow was a famous profligate scion in the capital. Not only was he wilful, he was also rebellious, often going against his family. There was a high probability that he would reject Lord Zhao’s request, regardless of his offer.

“Lord, even though Duke Jiu’s reputation is resounding and we can’t do anything to his grandson, it isn’t like there isn’t a way at all.”

The bearded man suddenly said.

“Oh?”

Surprised, a glint flashed across Zhao Fengchen’s eyes. “You have an idea?”

“I had the brothers look into the matter and we coincidentally found out that the uncle of that lad is currently serving in the Imperial Army. He is a section leader guarding the North Gate. Even though we can’t do anything excessive over the sword, if lord were to meet with his ‘uncle’, it might turn out to be even more effective than lord visiting the Wang Clan personally.”

The bearded man offered a strategy.

This time, Zhao Fengchen was truly surprised. There were four gates to the royal palace, being the North Gate, South Gate, East Gate, and West Gate. Given that the emperor lived in the north of the palace, who would dare to go further up than him? Thus, even though there was a gate at the north, it was rarely opened.

A section leader of such a place actually held one of the lowest and most insignificant positions in the Imperial Army. Zhao Fengchen didn’t expect that the son-in-law of Duke Jiu would actually be holding such a minor appointment at such a place.

“It must be the Yao Clan’s doing.”

Zhao Fengchen thought. The Imperial Army was the personal guards of the emperor. Even though Yao Clan held incredible prestige in the capital, there was a limit to how far their arms could stretch.

Given the style of the Wang Clan Old Master, Zhao Fengchen guessed that it was likely that this ‘uncle’ was a person of limited capability, that’s why he didn’t take the effort to promote him.

Even so, these had nothing to do with him.

As these thoughts flashed through his mind, an idea suddenly appeared in Zhao Fengchen’s head. He pushed aside the teacup, stood up, and walked out.

Hualala!

At the same moment as Zhao Fengchen leaving the room, countless pigeons were flying all around in the capital through the darkness.

“Investigate! Investigate! Investigate!”

“It’s impossible for there to be no news about the forging of such a powerful sword!”

“In the capital, there’s nothing that can be hidden from the swordsmithing clans. Since the sword doesn’t belong to them, it must have come from somewhere else. Regardless of whether it’s the marshlands, mountains, wilderness, or remote villages, I want to find out the background of the sword!”