"When do you intend to leave?" Feng Jin asked.
Jiang Pengji admittedly had not given it much thought. She was not too keen on making the trip to Langye County.
"Maybe in another two or three months. My father was in Xu County for many years and he rarely returns home. It's quite rare for him to stay home for three months. If I were to leave for studies now, I would not be able to spend much time with him. Anyway, I would still need mister Gongcao's approval for this." Half of what Jiang Pengji said was true. She had mainly said that as an excuse to Feng Jin.
"When your parents are around, you should not travel far for long. There will always be another time for travels. A child should be filial to their parents while they are around. Lanting's way of thinking is filial," Feng Jin said as he thought of his own parents. If it were not for his brothers that were still home with his parents, he would not be at ease to travel so far. "If Lanting were to leave for Langye County three months later, I'm afraid we'd be apart for a while."
"You're leaving Hejian?" Jiang Pengji turned to face him.
Feng Jin nodded his head before adding, "Definitely not within these next few days. When we leave depends on the fourth Langjun."
Even though Wuma Jun was not doted on by the emperor, he was still a prince. Feng Jin still had to respect the other's wishes.
"In that case, I'm sure you still can't leave Hejian for a while." Jiang Pengji raised her brows and laughed.
Jiang Pengji found speaking to smart people effortless, as Feng Jin understood her underlying meaning.
Wuma Jun made it clear that he wanted Liu She on his side to support him in getting the throne.
Xu County, under Liu She's governing, had flourished and became Dongqing's main source of food and income. In that era, food and people were the most important chips to fight a war.
As long as they had food, there was no worry.
If Wuma Jun had Liu She on his side, he would naturally have food and people supporting him. By then, if the emperor chose another heir, Wuma Jun could easily gather people to attack the capital and kick his brother off the throne.
Internal strife and killing off their own fathers was practically tradition in the Dongqing's imperial family.
Only time would tell whether or not Wuma Jun had that ambition, but if he managed to win Liu She to his side, his foundation would be stable.
Since ancient times, it was not easy to find talented people to serve under one person––especially for Wuma Jun, as he was the most obscure prince while Liu She was a high official with a reputation that preceded him. The prince had to put in more effort in trying to get Liu She's support.
That was why Jiang Pengji was sure that Feng Jin would still be in Hejian for a while.
"Since you're aware, then don't expose it." Feng Jin could not help but give a weak smile.
As long as they were both aware, they did not need to expose anything––that would make things awkward.
While Jiang Pengji thought of Wuma Jun, she suddenly remembered something. "Huaiyu, I remember you saying that you haven't settled on an engagement yet?"
Feng Jin nodded his head and lost his smile. "Why are you asking? Unless you want to play matchmaker?"
If it were any of the regular folk from that era, they would not be able to speak the next words––but Jiang Pengji was not raised by them. She looked straight at Feng Jin and spoke, "Indeed, I do. Huaiyu is good husband material."
Feng Jin's smile froze for a moment before he started looking bashful.
"A child's marriage is decided by their parents. I can't decide this. If this is not played right, it's considered an illegal trade, and things could get ugly. If I'm not wrong, you're worried about the Wei maiden?"
Chapter end
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