Officer Lu's back was covered with cold sweat, his body frozen from fear.

　　Fang Qin sighed in his heart, "These types that can not be promoted.'' He slowly said, "Your subject first asks Your Majesty to cease your anger, I feel that the matter may not be as serious as what the Master said. Jiangbei is hot and humid, the summer is difficult to endure, the refugees are weak and are prone to sickness. It is not unusual to have a few cases of fever, not necessarily a true epidemic. Your Majesty, think about it, if someone really has the ability to cover the sky, why can they stop everyone, but can not stop Master Liao Ran from sending a letter back to the capital?"

　　Chang Geng listened without raising his head, and when he heard this, he smiled lightly and said, "I do not understand what Master Fang meant to say. You’re saying that Master Liao Ran can not tell what is an epidemic and what is a fever? Or is it that the monk is bold enough to plot against a powerful minister? Or was it that this Prince caused a ruckus for no reason, falsely forging evidence with the intention of eliminating those who do not follow me?"

　　Fang Qin hastily stepped back. "Your Majesty bear witness, Your subject absolutely dare not."

　　As soon as Li Feng frowned, Chang Geng put his hands together: "I am still young, I can be a bit quick tempered. Master Fang do not take it to heart.”

　　“On the fifteenth day of every month, Master Liao Ran always lit an incense and prays for blessings. He will hand-draw a peace token and seal it in a brocade pouch to send it to me at a station, wishing for such things as national prosperity and good health for Royal Brother. The peace token after being sealed will not be opened at will, as Royal Brother also knows. But recently, several peace tokens I received have traces of being dismantled then put back together again, I don't know who couldn't bear to look at your brother's little wish..."

　　Fang Qin was choked up by his words.

　　Chang Geng took an envelope out of his bosom, it was not the same one Gu Yun had seen the night before, but an old stack of paper. There was no telling how long they were kept for, they had wide width, after arranging and gluing, they came together once again. Each paper had a string of meaningless ink marks. However, when put side by side with each other, a complete sentence could be seen under the complicated pattern. Together, they said, "The epidemic in Jiangbei is grave. Dead people are everywhere. The stations were blocked off. I hope the court will soon have a resolution."

　　Chang Geng: "Each sentence is divided into four pieces of paper, sent out in disorder, covered up with Sanskrit and totem texture."

　　Emperor Long An recognized the handwriting of Liao Ran.

　　Fang Qin was about to open his mouth, but Chang Geng cut off what he was going to say.

　　Chang Geng: "But honestly as Lord Fang said, after all, this thing is obtained through improper channels, and there are doubts as to whether it is true or not. This is why your brother did not report it immediately. I intended to talk about this today and would like to ask Royal Brother to allow me to travel to Jiangbei to check the situation of the refugees, to help them settle down, and also to verify whether this is true or not. It's just that Master Jiang was a bit eager and spoke of it too soon."

Jiang Chong knew how to read the situation, he quickly bowed: "Your Majesty, pardon me."

　　As soon as this remark was made, the meaning of Yan Wang filled everyone present with goose bumps, Fang Qin's head tensed up — Yan Wang was going south!

　　"Law does not blame the masses" was meaningless when it came to Yan Wang. Last time, the feat of killing all the way from south to north was still vivid. He seemed to not be afraid of not having anyone left to work in the court, nor did he care about making enemies with thousands of people. Resolute in killing, not forming any party, and no respect for anyone. No matter what, he was the Emperor's blood brother. As long as he didn't rebel, no one would be able to touch him.

　　The Fang family once wanted to get closer to Yan Wang, but every time, he had blocked them off with neither light nor harsh attitude.

　　If one wanted to give a gift to Yan Wang, send it to him today, on the next, special anti-counterfeiting Feng Huo tickets printed by Ling Shu Institute would be delivered to their door. He did not want wealth, did not need beauty. Some people have sent beautiful women; they were returned the next day. If he truly could not return them, they would be thrown over to Yan Wang Manor to clean the yard — the Manor was only an empty shell. Ever since its establishment, Yan Wang had never went back there to spend the night.

　　In his eyes, the daughter of the Fang family, who countless people had broken the threshold coming to ask for her hand in marriage, was nothing. At first, some people yearned for the first prince-consort position left vacant, trying all their might to enter the inner palace. Who would have expected that later, no one knew what medicine the Emperor had taken, even the Empress was scolded because of this matter. The original saying was ‘ignorant woman please stop dipping your hands into matters of the court’ — it seemed he truly wanted to indulge his younger brother in being alone for the rest of his life. For a moment, nobody dared to mention it anymore.

　　Fang Qin read the situation incredibly quick, his voice changed and immediately said, "Your Majesty, Your subject heard that many gangsters blended among the refugees in Jiangbei, causing troubles every day. That place was also close to the front line, there are foreigners preying like tigers. His Highness is of very high status. Moreover, the Grand Council could not leave His Highness for even a day. White dragon disguised as fish in such a chaotic place, I am afraid it would be too risky."

　　Li Feng frowned and turned to Chang Geng:, "Sending people to check is good enough already, should you personally deal with everything, is that proper?"

　　On one hand, he appreciated Chang Geng's indifference, grasping on tightly once he had determined his goal, not taking even the King of Heaven in his eyes. He felt that this person would be useful, but was not too calculating as to make people feel uneasy. On the other hand, Chang Geng was his only brother. Even as they did not grow up together, having little affection, at the time of the collapse of the country, Li Feng had no choice but to reluctantly place this small familial affection on Chang Geng.

　　But besides relief, Emperor Long An also felt headache. Yan Wang's demeanor was usually gentle, considerate and not arrogant. But it was not the same when doing business. He dared to throw his Shang Fang sword back to him when the soldiers surrounded the city. Now, as he was in charge of the Grand Council, no matter who was in his hands, he would not acknowledge them.

　　Li Feng: "No need to talk about this anymore."

　　Chang Geng: "My brother, there are a lot of people in Jiangbei, in all directions. We don't know what the exact situation is. We haven't even spared them a look, only talking about how to settle them in the court. Isn't that the same as talking strategy only on paper? Each officer here has their own reasons, no one can come up with a solution. It's better for your brother to travel there and report back to Your Majesty."