Dark clouds obscured the moon, and the chill of the night seeped through the air.

As the commander of the Liao State’s palace garrison, Yelü Qin held the rank of a third-rank official. His assassination attempt in his own manor caused immediate alarm throughout Xijin Prefecture. Left Minister Xiao Zhen personally led troops to Yelü Qin’s residence to hunt down the assassin and ensure the safety of the Second Prince, Yelü Shege.

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In an instant, chaos engulfed Xijin Prefecture. The once tranquil night was shattered, with lights blazing everywhere as soldiers scoured the city.

Amid the confusion, Lu Shen seized the opportunity to slip away. Not daring to linger for fear of being discovered, he skillfully evaded the patrolling guards and returned to the small courtyard on the eastern side of the city, where Tang Shen had been waiting for him anxiously all night.

As soon as they met, Tang Shen asked, “What’s happening in the city? Does it have anything to do with Yelü Shege?”

Lu Shen, still shaken, replied, “It’s not related to Yelü Shege, but it concerns Yelü Qin. Daren, Yelü Qin was attacked—right under my nose! A masked assassin broke into his study and stole a letter. But… there’s something odd about it…”

Seeing Lu Shen’s hesitation, Tang Shen pressed, “What’s odd?”

With a confused expression, Lu Shen explained, “The moment Yelü Qin took out the letter, the assassin barged in, clearly having waited long enough to know exactly what he was after. Yelü Qin shouted for help, and the assassin couldn’t kill him in time, so he grabbed the letter and fled. But after the assassin escaped, Yelü Qin did something strange—he pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed himself!”

Tang Shen was stunned. 

Yelü Qin… stabbed himself?

The incident seemed utterly surreal.

Even Lu Shen found it hard to believe. For someone like Yelü Qin, who was a cultured civil official, to cold-bloodedly stab himself and even break his own shoulder bone—it was beyond comprehension.

Tang Shen pondered the situation carefully, quickly running through several possibilities in his mind. But no matter how much he analyzed it, the reasoning seemed incomplete. He asked, “Tell me everything Yelü Qin and Yelü Shege did and said after the banquet at Xiao Manor.”

Lu Shen recounted every detail.

After listening intently, Tang Shen mulled it over before suddenly lifting his head. “You mentioned that Yelü Shege told Yelü Qin to rest early, as they would be inspecting the military camp together tomorrow morning?”

“Yes, I remember it clearly. I wouldn’t mistake something like that,” Lu Shen confirmed.

Tang Shen took a sharp breath. “This matter likely involves Yelü Shege as well!”

Lu Shen was shocked. “Do you mean the assassin was sent by Yelü Shege?”

“I didn’t say that,” Tang Shen clarified. “We still don’t know whose side Yelü Qin is really on, nor what role Yelü Shege is playing in this. But one thing is certain—he is definitely involved.” After a pause, Tang Shen’s expression darkened. “This doesn’t bode well. We might not be able to leave the city tomorrow.”

Meanwhile, at Yelü Qin’s residence, Left Chancellor Yelü Han had arrived. By then, Yelü Qin had regained consciousness. Though not gravely injured, his age and significant blood loss had caused him to faint earlier. By his bedside stood Yelü Shege, now dressed in full attire, his face solemn.

Yelü Qin attempted to rise and pay his respects, but Yelü Shege stopped him with a gentle push. “There’s no need for formalities. You’re injured—rest.”

Yelü Han addressed both men, “Your Highness, Commander, this matter is grave. I’ve already ordered the city to be sealed off to prevent the assassin from escaping. This brazen villain dared to infiltrate the Palace Commander’s residence and commit such a crime. Rest assured, Your Highness, I will apprehend the culprit. Commander, did you catch a glimpse of the assassin’s face?”

Yelü Qin, still weak, replied, “He was masked. I couldn’t see his face clearly. However, he appeared to be young, strong, and skilled in martial arts.”

This information was vague and unhelpful.

Yelü Han turned to Yelü Shege, “Your Highness, please rest assured, this official will capture the assassin.” 

Yelü Shege radiated a chilling anger. With a furrowed brow, he said, “To dare break into the Commander’s residence and commit such audacity! Today, they attacked one of our highest officials—tomorrow, it could be me! Seal off the city, hunt down the assassin, and ensure he is captured with evidence in hand.”

Yelü Han’s expression changed subtly upon hearing the phrase “evidence in hand.”

Did this mean the assassin had stolen something?

He cast a thoughtful glance at Yelü Shege, saluted with a fist over his chest, and declared, “I shall not fail!”

Xijin was now a cauldron of turmoil, with tensions reaching a boiling point.

Meanwhile, in a deserted courtyard on the city’s western edge, the masked assassin stumbled inside, panting heavily. He hastily pulled out the stolen letter from his sleeve and unfolded it. Upon reading its contents, his eyes widened in shock. “Such a major matter—I must report this to daren immediately!”

However, he soon realized that the entire city was under lockdown. Not even a fly could leave unnoticed. Panic set in as he pondered how to deliver the message without getting caught.

Back at Yelü Qin’s residence, after drinking his medicine, Yelü Qin dismissed the servants.

Once the door creaked shut and they were alone, Yelü Qin made a move to rise, but Yelü Shege unfolded his fan with a snap, looking every bit the elegant nobleman. He smiled gently, though there was an eerie chill behind his expression. Using the fan, he pressed Yelü Qin back onto the bed, preventing him from getting up.

“Is the wound serious?” Yelü Shege asked, his voice calm.

Yelü Qin replied honestly, “It’s not too bad. I stabbed myself, so I avoided any critical areas.”

Yelü Shege’s eyes flashed with surprise. “The assassin didn’t manage to injure you?”

Anyone else might have found Yelü Shege’s words chilling.

He had known about the assassination attempt but still sent Yelü Qin as bait. Now, he was even complaining that the assassin hadn’t done his job properly. Yet Yelü Qin, far from being angered, admired Yelü Shege’s cold calculation and unyielding cunning.

“The fake intelligence report has been ‘delivered’ to the assassin,” Yelü Qin said. “If he manages to escape the city, it’ll serve as bait to mislead them. If he’s captured, the report becomes useless.”

Yelü Shege, who had personally crafted the fake report, smirked coldly. His handwriting was well-known throughout the Liao State, ensuring the false document’s authenticity would not be questioned.

“Then I truly hope,” Yelü Shege said, “that the assassin both delivers the letter and gets caught—it’ll serve as perfect evidence.”

The assassin likely never imagined that the letter he had worked so hard to steal was actually a fake!

Yelü Shege and Yelü Qin were setting a trap for him. They were so cunning that they had even written a false confidential letter to mislead their enemies, all while keeping a backup plan for themselves. However, they never expected that this letter would even leave Xijing Prefecture. What they truly wanted was to capture the assassin and point their swords at the person behind him. As for the fake letter, they would leave it to fate.

The next morning, Tang Shen changed into his clothes and, filled with hope, took a carriage intending to leave the city. Before reaching the city gates, however, the carriage was stopped by the guards.

“Who is in the carriage?”

Lu Shen, disguised as the coachman, jumped down and said, “Daren, we are merchants here to do business in Xijing Prefecture. Something happened at home, and we are in a hurry to return.” As he spoke, he slipped money into the guard’s hand.

The guard heard Lu Shen speaking in the language of the Liao State and immediately replied, “A Song person?”

Tang Shen’s heart sank inside the carriage.

Lu Shen quickly smiled and said, “Yes, yes, I’m from the Song Dynasty.”

The guard casually accepted the money but then kicked Lu Shen back and disdainfully said, “Go, go, go, don’t you know the city is sealed? Liao people can’t leave, and you, a Song person, think you can? You’d better go back now, and I’ll pretend I didn’t see anything.”

Lu Shen: “You…!”

Tang Shen lifted the curtain of the carriage and said, “What the officer says is correct, old Lu, let’s go.”

They had no choice but to turn back.

Back at the small courtyard, Tang Shen called for Qiao Jiu and said gravely, “I must return to Youzhou. Ten days ago, Su Wenyun sent a letter from Youzhou saying that someone had noticed my movements, and he can no longer cover for me. The city of Youzhou may not be united, and there may be spies from Liao State among them. I can’t stay any longer; I must return to Youzhou.”

Qiao Jiu thought carefully for a moment and said, “I have a good relationship with Xiao Lü. Daren, should I go ask him for help?”

Tang Shen replied, “That’s not a bad idea.”

Immediately, Qiao Jiu went to find Xiao Lü, claiming that his mother was gravely ill and that he wanted to send his son back to the Song Dynasty to care for her.

Xiao Lü’ had been so busy flattering Yelü Shege recently that he had completely forgotten about Qiao Jiu and his son, Qiao Jing. Upon hearing the request, he suddenly remembered Tang Shen, with his refined and scholarly demeanor.

Xiao Zhen had told Xiao Lü to stop thinking about sending “gifts” to Yelü Shege, but Xiao Lü had failed to win Yelü Shege’s favor in the past days. Now, feeling desperate, when Qiao Jiu came to him, he remembered this idea.

It was no secret among the high-ranking officials of the Liao State that Yelü Shege favored men, especially handsome, cultured Song scholars. Xiao Lü had heard this from Xiao Zhen, the Left Minister. Ordinary beautiful boys couldn’t please Yelü Shege; only men with grace and elegance could catch his eye.

Xiao Lü recalled Tang Shen’s appearance and demeanor, thinking that he would definitely attract Yelü Shege’s favor.

Xiao Lü’s eyes lit up, and he said, “Brother Qiao, don’t worry, I won’t forget about your matter. However, Xijing Prefecture is currently sealed, so it’s difficult. Here’s the plan: you go back and wait while I think of something.”

Qiao Jiu was unaware of Yelü Shege’s preference for male lovers, and he also didn’t know that Xiao Lü had set his sights on Tang Shen. He gave Xiao Lü a gift and returned to the small courtyard with hopes for a solution. Once he left, Xiao Lü went to Yelü Qin’s residence and visited Yelü Shege.

Yelü Shege didn’t immediately remember who Xiao Lü was, but it was his servant who reminded him. Then, Yelü Shege recognized him.

A smile of interest appeared on Yelü Shege’s face. “Why has this Xiao Lü come to see me?”

He called Xiao Lü in, who first showered him with flattering words, then explained the reason for his visit: “I have a friend, a Song merchant from Jiangnan, whose mother suddenly fell seriously ill. He wants to send his son back to the Song Dynasty to care for her. Your Highness, I have no choice but to come and ask for your help. I can guarantee, with my name, that this merchant and his son are trustworthy. I’ve met his son before—he is a cultured and refined scholar. Now that he wants to leave the city, I came to see you…”

Upon hearing this, Yelü Shege narrowed his dark eyes and fixed them coldly on Xiao Lü. After a long while, Yelü Shege smiled and opened his folding fan. “A scholar from the Song Dynasty? Mr. Xiao, has other motives it seems. But it doesn’t matter; this is a small matter for me. Bring him before me. It’s just leaving the city; a hand-written order will do.”

Xiao Lü was overjoyed and quickly agreed, not sensing the murderous intent in Yelü Shege’s words.

That very night, Xiao Lü sent someone to the small courtyard to inform Qiao Jiu that the next day, he would take Tang Shen to meet the Second Prince. He had asked the Second Prince to help Tang Shen leave the city.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jiu immediately realized something was wrong.

When Tang Shen found out, his face darkened. He didn’t think of the possibility of being presented as a gift. Instead, he thought, “Yelü Shege lives at Yelü Qin’s residence and stays with Yelü Qin. I cannot go tomorrow.” After thinking for a long time, Tang Shen coldly smiled and called for Lu Shen. “There are two ways to leave the city. First, we sneak out; second, Yelü Shege and Yelü Qin want to catch the assassin, right? Then we’ll help them capture him.”

Lu Shen replied, “I personally saw the assassin head west, and even Yelü Qin doesn’t know about it.”

Tang Shen nodded. “I’ll leave this matter to you.” Then, he turned to Qiao Jiu and said, “We’ve put in so much effort to establish a foothold in Xijin Prefecture and gain an advantage, so we can’t abandon it now. This time, it was my oversight; I was seen by Xiao Lü. He is the only one in the entire Xijin Prefecture who knows what I look like. Once Lu Shen captures the assassin, Qiao Jiu, this is your chance. What you need to do is find a way to tie this incident to you and make sure you catch Yelü Qin’s attention. Apart from that…”

His voice trailed off as Tang Shen lifted his gaze to the moon in the sky.

Suddenly, he felt a pang of longing for Wang Zhen.

If Wang Zhen were here, how would he feel hearing what Tang Shen was about to say? What would he think of him?

The next moment, Tang Shen spoke calmly, “Kill Xiao Lü.”

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AN: To be honest, Xiao Tang Lang is now truly an official.

By the way, the reason why the Liao State’s storyline has been progressing slowly—has anyone noticed?—is that the pace is slow because this time, Xiao Tang Lang is the mastermind and the planner. In the previous schemes, he was always a bystander; even when he participated, he wasn’t the one making the moves. This time, he’s the one making the plans, so there are a lot of details that didn’t need to be written before (after all, those making the moves weren’t our protagonist), but now we have to include them.

But don’t worry, this chapter is almost over, and soon Su Wenyun will take over.

What will Su daren do? Guess! Of course, old Su isn’t the protagonist, so we won’t be writing so much in detail about him.

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Xiao Lü’s manor was located in the southern part of Xijin Prefecture. By the time Qiao Jiu’s carriage arrived, the entrance of the Xiao Manor was bustling with traffic, and the place was already packed with guests. Nearly all of Xijin Prefecture’s high-ranking officials and nobles were in attendance. Compared to them, Qiao Jiu, an unknown tea merchant from Song, was insignificant. Even Xiao Lü had to bow and scrape before these powerful officials, offering constant smiles and pleasantries.

Xiao Lü stood at the main entrance, personally welcoming each guest.

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Qiao Jiu walked up, carrying a gift. Seeing that he had come alone, Xiao Lü instinctively glanced behind him, noticing only a servant following Qiao Jiu.

Xiao Lü’s eyes flickered briefly, but he maintained his composure. He asked, “Brother Qiao, why didn’t you bring your son along? The last time you visited my residence, I noticed you were still recovering, so I made sure to send you an extra invitation this time.”

Qiao Jiu replied, “Mr. Xiao, you may not know this, but my son isn’t feeling well. Otherwise, how could I not bring him to witness such a grand occasion?”

Xiao Lü said no more and instructed his servants to escort Qiao Jiu inside.

Qiao Jiu behaved like a country bumpkin overwhelmed by the grandeur of the event. He didn’t dare offend any of the high-ranking Liao officials present and quietly retreated to a corner. Although he wanted to engage in conversation with some officials, he lacked the courage, appearing uneasy and out of place.

By the time the moon was high in the sky, most of the seats in the banquet hall were occupied, except for the two main seats at the head of the hall, which remained empty.

Xiao Lü’s powerful backer, Xiao Zhen, the Left Minister of State Affairs in Xijin Prefecture, had also arrived but remained at the entrance with Xiao Lü, anxiously waiting. The guests continued to chat and flatter each other, frequently casting expectant glances toward the entrance, as if anticipating someone’s arrival.

After another hour, a carriage approached from the street corner. Upon seeing the carriage, both Xiao Zhen and Xiao Lü lit up with joy. They didn’t wait for the carriage to reach the gate but eagerly rushed forward to greet it.

In Liao, there was a crude custom of serving as a human stepping stool.

Xiao Zhen respectfully lifted the curtain of the carriage himself, while Xiao Lü immediately knelt on the ground without a word, placing his arms on the ground and raising his hips high, presenting himself as a human stepping stool.

Xiao Zhen loudly announced, “Welcome, Your Highness, the Second Prince!”

Hearing the title “Second Prince,” all the previously indifferent officials inside the Xiao Manor instantly left their seats and gathered at the entrance. Qiao Jiu, shocked by what he had heard, followed the crowd outside. He watched as the curtain was lifted, revealing a stern-faced middle-aged man who stepped out first. However, he did not step on Xiao Lü; instead, he used a wooden step to alight from the carriage.

Behind him, a young man in luxurious robes emerged. With a delicate and handsome face, his narrow eyes gleamed coldly, and there was a hint of ruthless determination in his gaze. Holding a folding fan commonly used by scholars from Song, he struck an elegant and refined pose. Yet Qiao Jiu, seasoned by years of experience in jianghu, immediately recognized that this youth’s outward grace was merely a façade.

The young man stepped directly onto Xiao Lü’s back and descended from the carriage.

Outside the Xiao Manor, the officials of Xijin Prefecture collectively bowed to Yelü Shege.

Yelü Shege smiled faintly and said, “I encountered some matters on the way, hence my delay. I hope the esteemed officials will not take offense.”

For a brief moment, Qiao Jiu felt as though he were looking at a Song Dynasty scholar. However, he quickly snapped back to reality. Yelü Shege might wear a veneer of scholarly refinement, but it was merely a disguise to fool the Liao people; he was nothing like a true Song official.

Yelü Shege led the way into the manor, and the rest of the officials followed closely behind him.

Once everyone had entered, Xiao Lü, who had been lying on the ground, finally got up and hurried after them.

Although Xiao Lü was ostensibly the host of the banquet, held at his own residence, he was more like a servant serving dishes. Throughout the event, the only voices heard were those praising Yelü Shege and Yelü Qin. Even Xiao Zhen, the Left Minister of State Affairs, occasionally chimed in with compliments.

Yelü Shege proved to be a prince of unusual demeanor, showing no airs despite his royal status.

Qiao Jiu didn’t know if other princes of Liao behaved similarly, but during this banquet, Yelü Shege listened attentively to anyone who spoke, even Xiao Lü, a mere merchant. By the end, the Liao officials were all looking at Yelü Shege with admiration and respect. Even Qiao Jiu had to admit that Yelü Shege was the most affable and approachable Liao noble he had ever encountered.

Whether his behavior was genuine or an act, Yelü Shege was undoubtedly an oddball in the Liao court.

As the banquet concluded, Qiao Jiu had intended to chat with Xiao Lü and perhaps secure an introduction to Yelü Shege. Failing that, an introduction to Yelü Qin, who had accompanied Yelü Shege, would have sufficed. However, Xiao Lü was too preoccupied to entertain him, leaving Qiao Jiu with no choice but to depart in disappointment.

Upon returning to the residence, he immediately reported the matter to Tang Shen.

Tang Shen was taken aback. “Yelü Shege, the second prince of Liao? Why would he come to Xijin Prefecture?”

Tang Shen initially thought the important figure mentioned by Xiao Lü was Yelü Qin. He never imagined it would actually be Yelü Shege!

Among the four sons of the Liao Emperor, the eldest prince, Yelü Zhan, held the title of firstborn. The third prince, Yelü Han, had noble lineage, and the youngest prince, Yelü Longzhen, was deeply cherished as the Liao Emperor’s late-born son. However, the emperor placed his greatest trust in the second prince, Yelü Shege.

The two most likely candidates for the throne were Yelü Han and Yelü Shege. Yet why would Yelü Shege, accompanied by Yelü Qin, travel such a great distance from Shangjing to Xijin Prefecture?

Tang Shen frowned in deep thought and called for Lu Shen without delay. He got straight to the point: “If I task you with monitoring Yelü Qin and Yelü Shege’s movements without being discovered, can you manage it?”

Having been investigating the Liao royal court’s affairs recently, Lu Shen immediately understood who the two figures were. He pondered for a moment before replying, “Although I wasn’t aware Yelü Shege had also arrived in Xijin Prefecture, I’ve been keeping track of Yelü Qin. He hasn’t brought many guards and is traveling light. His security detail isn’t formidable, or I wouldn’t have been able to track him so easily. While the prince may have hidden bodyguards, Yelü Qin himself doesn’t. If I focus on following him with caution, there should be no issue.”

Tang Shen instructed, “Since both Yelü Shege and Yelü Qin are currently at Xiao Lü’s manor, wait until they leave and then follow Yelü Qin.”

“Yes, daren!”

The unexpected appearance of Yelü Qin forced Tang Shen to increase his vigilance. He had already packed his belongings, planning to leave for Youzhou the following morning.

Meanwhile, at Xiao Lü’s manor, after the other officials departed, Yelü Shege and Yelü Qin remained.

Knowing that Yelü Shege admired Han culture and was well-versed in calligraphy and painting, Xiao Lü had specially acquired a collection of renowned artworks for the prince’s enjoyment. Seeing so many masterpieces, Yelü Shege appeared slightly surprised. He glanced at Xiao Lü with a faint smile and said, “Mr. Xiao, you seem to have quite the collection.”

Xiao Lü dared not accept such praise and quickly responded, “I heard that Your Highness appreciates calligraphy and paintings, so I gathered these works especially for you. Please feel free to take any you like.”

“A gentleman doesn’t covet another’s treasure. How could I take what you cherish?”

“These pieces are beyond my appreciation. They can only find their true worth in Your Highness’s possession.”

Yelü Shege didn’t argue further and quietly began to admire the artworks, tacitly allowing Xiao Lü to accompany him. Overjoyed but restrained, Xiao Lü followed closely, not daring to disturb him.

In the adjacent room, Yelü Qin wore a cold expression while speaking with Xiao Zhen, one of Xijin Prefecture’s highest-ranking officials. Despite his usual authority, Xiao Zhen acted meekly, fearful of offending Yelü Qin with a single wrong word.

After discussing recent events in Xijin Prefecture, Yelü Qin glanced at the time and rose to leave. Just then, Xiao Zhen hesitated, as if recalling something. He finally gathered his courage and said, “Daren, did you notice the Song merchant at tonight’s banquet?”

Yelü Qin thought for a moment before responding, “The one seated at the far end?”

“Yes, that’s him.” Xiao Zhen gave Yelü Qin a knowing look and continued, “That Song merchant deals in tea and conducts significant business. He’s seeking collaboration with this lower official. Besides that… he has a son, handsome and refined, with the delicate scholarly demeanor typical of Song intellectuals. This lower official was thinking…”

“Crash!”

A teacup shattered on the floor, barely missing Xiao Zhen’s head. Startled, he stood frozen, too frightened to breathe.

Yelü Qin sneered, “Do you think you have the right to involve yourself in matters concerning His Highness? The prince despises sycophants and those who offer flattery and gifts. Haven’t you heard what happened to the last Song man someone tried to present to him? He was cut in half by the prince’s sword on the spot, and blood flowed everywhere!”

Trembling, Xiao Zhen stammered, “I-I wouldn’t dare… I wouldn’t dare…”

“You’d better not. Don’t bring it up again!” Yelü Qin warned sternly before striding away.

“Yes.”

Xiao Zhen and Xiao Lü escorted Yelü Shege and Yelü Qin to the gates. Before leaving, Yelü Shege selected a few paintings and complimented Xiao Lü, “Tonight’s banquet was splendid. Thank you for your effort.” His tone was gentle and his attitude amiable.

Xiao Lü, overwhelmed with gratitude, bowed deeply. “I am honored to serve Your Highness in any way.”

Yelü Shege smiled faintly, said nothing further, and departed in his carriage.

Once they were out of sight, Xiao Zhen furiously slapped Xiao Lü across the face. “You fool! How dare you suggest giving ‘gifts’ to the prince! Do you think someone of His Highness’s status lacks anything? One more misstep like that, and I won’t spare you!”

Though seething with resentment after being struck, Xiao Lü was primarily filled with exhilaration. Tonight’s events marked the beginning of his rise to prominence.

In the darkness, a shadowy figure flitted after Yelü Shege’s carriage, unnoticed by all.

Inside the carriage, Yelü Shege rested with his eyes closed, while Yelü Qin remained silent. He hadn’t mentioned Xiao Zhen’s inappropriate suggestion to avoid provoking Yelü Shege’s ire.

Upon arriving at Yelü Qin’s residence, the two disembarked. Yelü Qin personally escorted Yelü Shege to his room. As he was leaving, Yelü Shege called after him with a smile. “Yelü Qin, be sure to rest early tonight. Tomorrow, you’ll accompany me to inspect the Xijin Prefecture military camp.”

Yelü Qin gave him a long look before bowing deeply. “Understood, Your Highness.”

Meanwhile, Lu Shen followed Yelü Qin to his study.

Instead of retiring for the night, Yelü Qin opened a secret compartment and carefully stashed away a letter. Just as he was about to extinguish the lamp, a figure smashed through the window, blade gleaming, and charged at him with a furious shout.

“Assassin! There’s an assassin!”

Caught off guard, Yelü Qin narrowly dodged the attack. Guards rushed toward the commotion as the assassin smashed open the secret compartment, grabbed the letter, and fled. The study descended into chaos as Lu Shen watched in stunned silence from outside. He was just wondering whether to leave as well, lest he be captured and ruin Tang Shen’s plans.

But moments later, Yelü Qin clenched his jaw and, to Lu Shen’s astonishment, stabbed himself in the shoulder with a dagger. Blood gushed from the wound.

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Guards burst into the room, followed shortly by Yelü Shege, who arrived in only an inner robe with a cloak thrown over it.

“Yelü Qin!” Yelü Shege exclaimed in shock.

Clutching his bleeding shoulder, Yelü Qin gasped, “Your Highness… an… assassin…” Before he could finish, he collapsed, unconscious.

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Unlike the Song Dynasty, the Liao State was a nomadic nation organized around a tribal system. The Liao State was composed of numerous tribes, with many Liao people being pastoral nomads who rarely lived in the capitals. Over a century ago, the founding emperor of Liao established the Liao State, set up five capitals, and adopted Confucian culture from the Han people, emphasizing the values of “Heaven, Earth, Sovereign, Kin, and Teacher.” However, the wild nature ingrained in the Liao people proved difficult to change, resulting in a somewhat hybrid system that still yielded some success.

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The Liao court was divided into two factions: Northern officials and Southern officials.

Northern officials were primarily noblemen from large tribes, holding rigidly hierarchical positions. In contrast, Southern officials were often from smaller tribes, including many Han people, responsible for dealings with the Song Dynasty. They had little in common with Northern officials, leading to constant friction.

Tang Shen instructed Lu Shen to investigate the Southern officials. In just half a month, Lu Shen completed the task and reported his findings. As expected, the tension between Northern and Southern officials was a fundamental and unavoidable conflict within the Liao court. Additionally, even among the Northern officials, unity was far from absolute.

Lu Shen explained, “Daren, you should know that most Northern officials come from large, prominent tribes with high status. Sometimes even the Liao Emperor must defer to them. However, some ancient tribes disdain becoming officials, creating considerable friction with the Northern officials.”

Tang Shen was surprised. “Is that so?”

Lu Shen nodded. “Indeed. These tribes are powerful but tend to be conservative and avoid outside contact. Moreover, the two largest tribes in Liao are tied to the royal family—one being the Liao Emperor’s clan and the other the Liao Empress’s. Even if other tribes harbor grievances, they dare not voice them openly.”

He continued, “And like daren said, many Southern officials have aligned themselves with different princes. The Liao Emperor has four sons. The third prince, born to a noble consort from a large tribe, is mainly supported by Northern officials. The mothers of the other three princes come from less prominent backgrounds. Since Empress Xiao has no children, the struggle among the princes for the throne has intensified in recent years. Most Southern officials support the second prince, Yelü Shege.”

“Yelü Shege?”

“Yes. It is said that the second prince, Yelü Shege, is the most intelligent among the princes. Although his mother was merely a princess from a minor tribe, he enjoys great favor from the Liao Emperor. The Liao people greatly admire the culture of our Song Dynasty and study Confucian classics, though truth be told, most of them, like myself, understand little of it and can barely read. However, this second prince is different—he is highly talented. It’s said he has thoroughly studied the Four Books and Five Classics, excels in poetry and literature, and is equally skilled in archery and hunting. Because of this, he is deeply favored by the Liao Emperor.”

Tang Shen pondered for a moment and said, “Last year, when the Liao envoy visited Shengjing, I gathered some information and heard about the second prince. Despite his remarkable talents, Minister Meng from the Ministry of Rites did not have a favorable impression of him.”

“You are correct, daren. Yelü Shege is known to be ruthless. But then again, which of the Liao princes isn’t? They are raised in a nomadic culture where strength is revered. If they behaved like our Song gentlemen, they would only invite disdain.”

Lu Shen shifted back to the main topic. “Many Southern officials support Yelü Shege, including the Left Chancellor of Xijing (modern-day Beijing), who is part of the second prince’s faction.” He then detailed all the information he had gathered.

After Lu Shen left, Tang Shen deliberated for a long time. There was no doubt that they had already aligned themselves with Xiao Lü. And if there were no surprises, Xiao Lü was likely backed by one of the Southern officials.

Though Southern officials had less influence than Northern ones in the Liao court, this very fact made them more likely to cooperate with the Han. If they wanted to gather intelligence on Liao and place agents within its court, the best approach would be to win over someone from within.

Gently tapping his fingers on the table, Tang Shen closed his eyes in deep thought.

So… who should they target for defection, and how should they go about it?

Two days passed quickly. Xiao Lü sent an invitation for a banquet to Qiao Jiu, urging him to attend. Now residing in Xiao Lü’s residence in the eastern part of the city—a quiet, secluded place ideal for recovery—Qiao Jiu visited Tang Shen before leaving, seeking his advice on whether to bring him along.

In the past, Tang Shen might have attended in the guise of Qiao Jiu’s son. This time, however, he hesitated briefly before saying, “I won’t go. Qiao Jiu, pay close attention to the identities of everyone at the banquet, but don’t overstep your role. Remember, you are just a wealthy tea merchant from the Song Dynasty.”

Qiao Jiu responded quickly, “Understood, daren.”

That night, a strong wind swept through Xijing, carrying yellow sand that lashed against the poplar trees with a harsh rustling sound. Donning a felt hat popular in Liao and dressed in traditional Liao attire, Qiao Jiu brought several packets of top-grade Biluochun tea and braved the sandstorm to attend the banquet.

Upon arriving at Xiao Manor, Qiao Jiu did not see Xiao Lü immediately. A servant led him to the banquet hall, which had already been prepared with tables and chairs. Because of his low status, Qiao Jiu was seated at the farthest end of the right side. Feigning gratitude and excitement, he sat down, his expression full of awe and trepidation. He craned his neck briefly before quickly withdrawing, as though curious about the banquet but too nervous to look around.

Though no one paid him any attention, Qiao Jiu continued his act flawlessly to avoid any mistakes.

After about half an hour, Xiao Lü finally arrived, following closely behind a corpulent Liao official, whom he escorted to the head seat with a respectful smile. Once the official allowed the banquet to begin, Xiao Lü ordered, “Serve the food.” Plates of roasted lamb and beef were soon brought in.

From start to finish, Qiao Jiu had no opportunity to speak with Xiao Lü and awkwardly ate alone at the far end of the hall.

Two hours later, the banquet concluded. After seeing off the Liao official, Xiao Lü approached Qiao Jiu with an apologetic expression. “Brother Qiao, I was so busy earlier that I couldn’t attend to you. Please don’t hold it against me.” Saying this, he prepared to bow in apology, imitating the customs of the Song people.

Qiao Jiu quickly stopped him, raising both hands. “How could you say such a thing, Mr. Xiao? Just being invited to this banquet and meeting such important figures is a great honor for me! Truly, I have gained much insight tonight. To be honest, since coming to Xijing for business, I’ve done some research. That distinguished gentleman seated at the head earlier—was he perhaps Minister Xiao Zhen, Xiao daren?”

Xiao Lü smiled faintly, unable to conceal the pride in his expression. “Indeed, that was Xiao Zhen daren, the Left Minister of Xijing.”

Qiao Jiu widened his eyes in surprise. “It really is Xiao daren!”

Xiao Lü smiled and said, “I’m distantly related to Xiao daren, and I’ve often benefited from his care over the years.”

Qiao Jiu nodded continuously, understanding the hidden meaning behind Xiao Lü’s words. The two exchanged knowing smiles without further explanation.

Qiao Jiu hadn’t expected Xiao Lü’s powerful connection to be none other than Xiao Zhen, the Left Minister of Affairs in Xijin Prefecture!

In Xijin, the highest-ranking officials were the Left and Right Chancellors of the Prefecture. Directly beneath them were the Left and Right Ministers of State Affairs. It was no wonder that, after hearing about Qiao Jiu’s trouble with Yelü Qi and the confiscation of his tea shipment, Xiao Lü had remained calm and assured that he could resolve the issue—he had such a powerful backer!

Xiao Lü personally escorted Qiao Jiu out and handed him a box of medicine, saying it was excellent for external injuries.

As he saw Qiao Jiu off, Xiao Lü lowered his voice and confided, “Brother Qiao, I won’t hide it from you. In five days, an important figure will arrive in Xijin Prefecture. This is a major business opportunity. Thanks to Xiao daren’s connections, I managed to secure an invitation for this distinguished guest. Tea from Song has always been popular among the nobility here. When the time comes, don’t say I didn’t give you a heads-up.”

Qiao Jiu was astonished. “Mr. Xiao, you…”

Xiao Lü patted his hand and smiled. “Don’t worry, we’ll earn this profit together.”

Overjoyed, Qiao Jiu left Xiao Manor, his steps light with excitement.

However, after Qiao Jiu left, Xiao Lü’s smile gradually faded. He called for a servant. “Did Qiao Jiu come alone? No one else accompanied him?”

The servant shook his head. “He came alone.”

Xiao Lü frowned. “Alone, huh…”

His trusted accountant leaned in and whispered, “Though the distinguished guest is said to have a preference for men, he despises flattery. Originally, you planned to use Qiao Jiu’s handsome son to win favor, but since the distinguished guest has already agreed to come, it may no longer be necessary. Offending Qiao Jiu would hurt future business, and besides, if the guest doesn’t appreciate such a gesture, he may blame us.”

Xiao Lü nodded thoughtfully. “You’re right. I heard that two years ago, an official tried to present the distinguished guest with a ‘gift’ and was harshly rebuked. The ‘gift’ was immediately cut in half, and the official was dismissed.”

The accountant said, “It’s better to let things take their course.”

Xiao Lü, now wary in his heart, agreed. “We can’t afford to guess at the thoughts of such a high-ranking figure.”

Meanwhile, Tang Shen was unaware that he, a dignified Hanlin scholar and a fourth-rank official of the Song dynasty, had nearly been turned into a “gift” for someone.

Even Zhao Fu wouldn’t dare “gift” a high-ranking official as a present for fear of being recorded in history and eternally disgraced. Yet here was a mere merchant of Liao daring to entertain such a thought!

Leaving that matter aside for now, after returning, Qiao Jiu relayed everything he had learned to Tang Shen.

Tang Shen was surprised. “I didn’t expect his backing to be the Left Minister of State Affairs. That’s quite a high-ranking position—powerful enough to shake the entire Xijin Prefecture. As for the distinguished guest arriving in five days…”

After some thought, Tang Shen said, “I won’t return to Youzhou just yet. With only you here in Xijin Prefecture, I’m concerned you might not handle this matter well. Once it’s over, I’ll head back.”

Qiao Jiu nodded. “I’ll follow your orders.”

Five days later, Xiao Lü sent another invitation to the residence. This time, he unexpectedly sent two invitations.

Qiao Jiu, puzzled, asked the servant delivering the invitation, “Why did Mr. Xiao send two invitations this time?”

The servant replied, “Mr. Xiao said that since you were recently injured and might be inconvenienced, you could bring someone to accompany you to the banquet.”

Qiao Jiu and the servant conversed in the Liao language, which Tang Shen didn’t understand. Once the servant left, Tang Shen inquired about it. Upon learning the reason, he frowned. “The second invitation is meant for me.”

Qiao Jiu was perplexed. “Mr. Xiao didn’t provide two invitations last time. Why now? Daren, will you accompany me to the banquet?”

It was an excellent opportunity, and Tang Shen hesitated.

After much consideration, he summoned Lu Shen in the afternoon. “Go find out who Xiao Lü is hosting tonight.”

Near dusk, Lu Shen hurried back and reported, “Daren, I couldn’t determine who Xiao Lü is hosting, but I did learn one thing: this morning, the commander of the palace garrison, Yelü Qin, arrived in Xijin Prefecture!”

Tang Shen was stunned. “Who?”

“Yelü Qin, the commander of the Liao palace garrison.”

Tang Shen suddenly chuckled and sighed. “What a small world!”

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Half a year ago, Tang Shen had served as an envoy for Song and received a delegation from Liao. The highest-ranking official in that delegation was none other than Yelü Qin. Tang Shen hadn’t expected to encounter him again here in Xijin Prefecture.

“It looks like attending the banquet is out of the question.”

Tang Shen called for Qiao Jiu. “I’ll head back to Youzhou tomorrow. Be extremely cautious tonight. Yelü Qin is not like other Liao officials—he’s cunning and treacherous. You must stay on guard.”

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According to Tang Shen’s calculations, the letter he sent should have reached Wang Zhen just as he arrived in Xijin Prefecture.

While the letter could have reached its destination in four days with expedited delivery, Tang Shen deliberately chose a six-day delivery. This way, even if Wang Zhen read the letter, became furious, or decided to write a scolding reply, Tang Shen would be far enough away—beyond reach in Xijin Prefecture—and wouldn’t receive it.

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That’s right, Tang Shen wrote it intentionally in that manner.

He thought to himself, Why should Wang Zifeng be allowed to write “A mother worries for her child traveling afar,” while I cannot say, “I revere my senior brother as a father”?

Tang Shen pondered: Would Wang Zifeng be angry?

After careful consideration, he decided Wang Zhen likely wouldn’t be angry.

With his senior brother’s level of composure, even if there was any anger, it wouldn’t be shown outwardly but would be stored deep within. Perhaps Wang Zhen would bring it up when Tang Shen returned to Shengjing. However, that was a problem for the future, and Tang Shen didn’t dwell on it. Just the thought of teasing his senior brother gave him a sense of satisfaction.

Upon arriving in Xijin, Tang Shen refrained from openly handling business and delegated most tasks to Qiao Jiu.

Qiao Jiu, despite being one of Wang Zhen’s subordinates, had only met Wang Zhen a handful of times. Yet Wang Zhen’s decision to entrust Qiao Jiu with responsibilities spoke to his remarkable abilities. In just three days, Qiao Jiu had managed to establish connections with several Liao merchants interested in purchasing tea, making initial inroads into the commercial circles of Xijin Prefecture.

In Liao, ordinary civilians lacked family names; only nobles could grant them.

There were only two family names among the Liao aristocracy: Yelü and Xiao.

Late at night in the inn, Qiao Jiu spoke to Tang Shen in a hushed tone, “Daren, I’ve connected with three Liao merchants: one named Xiao Lü, another Yelü Qi, and the third hasn’t been granted a surname yet. You might not know, but the Yelü clan controls royal authority throughout the Liao State, holding high ranks and power. Meanwhile, the Xiao clan produces empresses, as every Liao empress must belong to the Xiao family. Across most of Liao, the Yelü clan wields significant power, but Xijin Prefecture is an exception. Due to its proximity to Song, many Han customs have taken root here, and the Southern official’s government office has been established in this region.”

Tang Shen nodded. “I’m aware of this.”

Qiao Jiu, realizing he might have overexplained, humbly apologized. “Forgive me, daren, for my presumption. Your insight and foresight are unparalleled—such trivial matters mustn’t escape your discerning eye.”

Tang Shen glanced at Qiao Jiu.

Normally, Tang Shen was the one offering flattery to others; rarely did someone flatter him in return. Though young, Tang Shen was already a fourth-rank official—a significant rank even in Shengjing. However, working in Qinzheng Hall, where the lowest-ranking officials were also fourth-rank, and dealing daily with figures like Zhao Fu, Wang Zhen, and Su Wenyun, he often felt like an insignificant minor official in comparison.

Receiving such flattery now gave Tang Shen a sense of novelty. He appreciated Qiao Jiu’s position—a merchant unable to attain scholarly recognition, striving to serve Tang Shen and Wang Zhen for the sake of his descendants’ future prospects.

Understanding Qiao Jiu’s intent, Tang Shen said kindly, “You’ve done well. The merchants you’ve contacted have the right backgrounds.”

Qiao Jiu, noting Tang Shen’s pleased expression, sighed in relief. “Daren, your plan to disguise us as tea merchants entering Liao was truly ingenious,” he said sincerely, though not merely as flattery. “Tea and porcelain from the Song dynasty are luxuries only the Liao nobility and officials can afford. If we’d posed as porcelain merchants, the logistics of transporting such goods would’ve been too complicated. Tea, however, is the ideal cover.”

This plan wasn’t Tang Shen’s alone; in fact, it had been Su Wenyun’s idea.

But there was no need to elaborate. After some thought, Tang Shen said, “Of the three merchants, avoid overly close contact with the one who hasn’t been granted a surname yet. Our goal isn’t to sell tea but to infiltrate Liao’s inner circles. The Yelü and Xiao clans…” Tang Shen paused in contemplation, then smiled slightly. “Your mention of the Southern and Northern officials has reminded me. The internal structure of Liao is far from the united front it appears to be! Here’s what you should do…”

Song merchants came to Liao to trade. No one in this world would refuse the chance to make money, and Liao merchants were no exception. However, this didn’t mean the proud Liao merchants respected someone like Qiao Jiu.

Even with extensive gifts and flattery, it would be impossible for Qiao Jiu to win over everyone.

However, the Liao State faced significant internal challenges of its own.

Tang Shen explained, “The Liao State’s greatest issue lies between the Northern and Southern officials. You mentioned that the Xijin Prefecture is under the influence of Southern officials. Start gradually distancing yourself from that merchant surnamed Yelü, and instead, cultivate ties with those surnamed Xiao. We should conduct business with Xiao-affiliated merchants.”

Qiao Jiu hesitated. “Daren, but wouldn’t this offend the others?”

“That’s precisely the point,” Tang Shen said. “Do you truly believe you can maintain good relations with both sides and gain benefits from everyone?”

“I wouldn’t dare,” Qiao Jiu quickly replied.

Tang Shen continued, “Since they’ve been granted imperial surnames, it’s evident they have powerful backers. People like them do business not just for personal gain but also for those they represent. If you align yourself with the Xiao merchants, the Yelü merchants will inevitably resent you and may even sabotage our tea business. Since we’re in Liao territory, their interference would be as easy as turning a hand.”

Qiao Jiu, a savvy businessman, caught on quickly. “But the Xiao merchants wouldn’t sit idly by, would they?”

Tang Shen smirked. “Simply showering Xiao merchants with gifts won’t guarantee genuine friendship. If they see you willing to make sacrifices for collaboration—experiencing hardships alongside them—then they’ll truly regard you as a friend.”

With a sly smile, Qiao Jiu remarked, “I understand now. Tang daren, your foresight is unmatched; I could never hope to match it!”

Tang Shen chuckled lightly but thought to himself: Your flattery pales in comparison to mine!

As Qiao Jiu was a trusted subordinate of Wang Zhen, Tang Shen felt reassured leaving matters in his hands.

Later, Tang Shen summoned Lu Shen, who had been visibly gloomy in recent days.

A straightforward military man, Lu Shen struggled to hide his emotions. Seeing his expression, Tang Shen immediately guessed his thoughts. He asked, “Lu Shen, do you feel deceived? Before we left, I promised great deeds, yet since arriving, you’ve been confined to guarding goods at the inn. You must feel I’ve misled you.”

Lu Shen responded more respectfully than before. Bowing, he said, “This subordinate wouldn’t dare. I understand that though Tang daren has remained at the inn, every action of Qiao Jiu is at your command. I know you’re not idle.”

“But you are,” Tang Shen remarked.

Lu Shen did not reply, but his silence spoke volumes.

Tang Shen reassured him, “Do not worry. Today, I have a mission for you.”

Lu Shen’s eyes brightened. “Tang daren, please instruct me, and I will not fail you!”

“This task leaves no room for failure!” Tang Shen’s tone grew stern. He briefly outlined the instructions he had given Qiao Jiu before continuing, “The Liao State’s internal divisions are not limited to the Northern and Southern officials. The Liao Emperor is over fifty years old and carries injuries from years of battle. Among his four sons, the third prince is the most influential, supported by the Northern officials. Your task is to investigate which princes these Northern and Southern officials in Xijin Prefecture are aligned with.”

Lu Shen pondered for a moment and replied, “Tang daren, I will handle this matter thoroughly. However, not all Liao officials may support the princes, as the Liao Emperor is still alive.”

Tang Shen smiled. “How far is Xijin Prefecture from Shangjing (Upper Capital)?”

“More than a thousand miles,” Lu Shen replied.

“Given the Liao Emperor’s declining health, would he send his most trusted officials so far away? Everyone has their own ambitions. Moreover…” Tang Shen paused, his voice thoughtful. “In Shengjing I’ve discovered that even the Grand Preceptor, who holds a high position among the Northern officials, secretly supports the third prince, Yelü Han. If the Grand Preceptor has his own plans, why wouldn’t other officials?”

Enlightened, Lu Shen now looked at Tang Shen with newfound admiration. Though not eloquent with words and flattery, he sincerely said, “You are right, Tang daren. This subordinate will carry out this task at once!”

After Lu Shen departed, Tang Shen sipped his tea, his thoughts drifting.

“If my senior brother were here,” he mused aloud, “he’d probably say that the Liao officials’ disloyalty stems from the Liao Emperor himself.” A heavy sigh escaped him, as he felt a rare loneliness—a scholar yearning for a kindred spirit.

At just over fifty, the Liao Emperor was younger than Zhao Fu by a decade, yet his control over his court was far weaker.

The Liao Emperor, once a fearless and triumphant general, had become an injured and paranoid ruler. Though aware of his officials’ schemes, it was far too late to rein them in. The factions among the officials had grown entrenched, and any attempts to unify them would take more than a single reign.

Sometimes, even schemes require the right audience. Discussing court politics with someone like Lu Shen felt like playing a lute to a cow—utterly pointless.

Nonetheless, Lu Shen, though not the sharpest, was reliable. This was why Zhao Fu had entrusted him to Tang Shen in the first place.

Within ten days, news arrived from Qiao Jiu. The tea they brought from Youzhou had been seized by a group of Liao officials, clearly under the influence of the merchant Yelü Qi.

Qiao Jiu lodged a complaint, claiming his innocence. However, the Liao authorities, indifferent to the plight of a Song merchant, punished him with ten lashes and threw him out of the prefecture office.

At his age, the beating left Qiao Jiu bedridden with a high fever for ten days. By the time Xiao merchants heard about the incident, Qiao Jiu was just starting to recover.

Xiao merchants came to visit him, led by Xiao Lü himself. Upon seeing Qiao Jiu, Xiao Lü exclaimed in fluent Han Chinese, “Brother Qiao, what happened to you? How did you end up in such a state? What on earth did you do to deserve this?”

With a bitter smile, Qiao Jiu replied, “I am but a humble merchant. What could I have done? Mr. Xiao, surely you can guess the reason.”

Xiao Lü sighed, no longer feigning ignorance. “To think Yelü Qi would stoop so low. This is outrageous. Don’t worry; I’ve already reported this matter to daren.”

For the first time, Qiao Jiu heard Xiao Lü mention his “daren.” Though startled, he maintained a calm demeanor and expressed gratitude. “Thank you, Mr. Xiao. I’m recovering well now. However, my seized goods are still in the prefecture office…”

“Do not worry,” Xiao Lü assured him. “I will handle it.”

At that moment, Tang Shen entered the room, dressed in fine silk, carrying a bowl of thick herbal medicine. Seeing him, Xiao Lü paused in surprise.

Qiao Jiu introduced him with a smile, “This is my son, Qiao Jing. He accompanied me to the Liao State to sell goods.”

Tang Shen cupped his hands in salute and said, “Greetings, Mr. Xiao.”

Xiao Lü’s gaze lingered on Tang Shen’s face for a moment before he calmly looked away. “Brother Qiao, in a few days, I’m hosting a banquet at my residence to entertain some merchants I frequently deal with. Would you like to attend? Ah, I just remembered—perhaps your health might not allow it?”

Qiao Jiu’s face lit up with delight. “Please don’t worry, Mr. Xiao. I’ll certainly be there.”

After exchanging a few more words, Xiao Lü left the inn. Before leaving, he mentioned that he had a small residence in the eastern part of Xijin Prefecture and offered it as lodging for Qiao Jiu’s group. Qiao Jiu politely declined at first, but Xiao Lü insisted, leaving him no choice but to accept his kind offer.

Once Xiao Lü had departed, Tang Shen frowned slightly. That evening, he called for Lu Shen. “You’ve inquired about this Liao merchant Xiao Lü before. Does he have a preference for men?”

Lu Shen looked utterly baffled, unsure why Tang Shen was suddenly asking such a question. Nonetheless, he answered honestly, “No, not at all. Xiao Lü has two concubines at home. Not only does he not prefer men, but he’s also notoriously indulgent with women. He once caused a major scandal by having a fierce quarrel with his wife over taking in more concubines.”

Lu Shen stared at Tang Shen, his expression plainly asking, Why are you even asking this, daren?

Tang Shen felt at a loss for words under Lu Shen’s gaze.

Perhaps he really was overthinking things. Originally, Tang Shen had met with Xiao Lü today only to assess the man’s character and intentions. However, Xiao Lü’s gaze had lingered on him several times, making Tang Shen suspicious. Coupled with Su Wenyun’s earlier remarks about the topic of sexual preferences, perhaps he had become overly sensitive.

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Tang Shen thought to himself: In any case, it’s better for me to avoid appearing in person in the future.

Later, Tang Shen summoned Qiao Jiu. “I’ve been in Xijin Prefecture for half a month now—it’s about time for me to return to Youzhou. After you attend the banquet, I’ll leave. Don’t worry; once I’m gone, Su Wenyun will arrive, and you can work with him then.”

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