Chapter 302: It Is Fate (Part Two)
“People need to accept aging,” Huai Qiugong said with a smile, “It has been dozens of years since I left my hometown. I wonder if my hometown still looks the same. When I can still walk, I should go back and enjoy the remainder of my life. I can’t wait on it until I’m in a cremation urn.”
Huai Qiugong finished the liquor in his cup and said apologetically, “I’m just after the vanity. Although I’m old, I still feel like it is better to return to my hometown in a grand fashion. That is why I want to travel with you, the imperial commissioner. I need to thank you in advance.”
Fang Jie replied, “Senior Huai, it is my honor.”
While chatting, Fang Jie quickly thought to himself, “What is the meaning behind this? Did the Emperor plan this? If so, what is Huai Qiugong going to tell me on the way?”
It was already dark when the party was over.
Due to this sensitive period, no one was too reckless even though the Crystal Pavilion closed its doors to the public for tonight. No one mentioned Royal King Yi.
These people were all here to befriend Fang Jie who was probably going to become an important official once the Crown Prince took over.
If Fang Jie could become the Crown Prince’s Junior Teacher or Junior Master, his status in the future would be impressive.
The Emperor was making moves for the Crown Prince’s future. He was going to promote a group of talented young officials that would loyally support the Crown Prince.
Fang Jie stood in front of the Crystal Pavilion, helped each big figure get on their horse-drawn carriages, and waved goodbye. His facial muscles were twitching from smiling so much, and his neck was stiff and in pain.
“Mr. Fang…” Yang Yanhui, the King of Xu State’s elder son, wanted to say something but held back. When others weren’t looking, he quickly stuffed something into Fang Jie’s hand and said while cupping his hands, “Mr. Fang, perhaps I would need your help in the future. I’m honored to meet you today. I wish you a smooth journey to the southwest, and I hope you will return to Chang’an soon.”
Fang Jie didn’t know what this young man gave him, so he could only cup his hands and thank this young man politely.
He could tell that Yang Yanhui wanted to say something, but he didn’t have the chance since so many people were around.
When Fang Jie walked him to his horse-drawn carriage, Yang Yanhui cupped his hands again and said, “From the first impression, I know that you are someone who I can trust. We should meet more often in the future.”
Fang Jie replied, “Of course. I might need your help in the future.”
Yang Yanhui looked at others again, but he shook his head and got onto his horse-drawn carriage.
Fang Jie went back to the venue and walked Huai Qiugong to his horse-drawn carriage. The two of them arranged the departure time tomorrow, then Huai Qiugong left this place.
Now, only Luo Weiran and Zhuo Buyi were left.
“You can send Fang Jie back; I still need to go back to the Royal Palace,” Luo Weiran said to Zhuo Buyi before walking to Fang Jie. He patted Fang Jie’s shoulder and laughed, “I’m happy that your future is bright. If your trip to the southwest is smooth, you will have a big spot in the government when you return. Great, great.”
Luo Weiran said great twice; he was clearly in a good mood.
After Luo Weiran left, Zhuo Buyi walked with Fang Jie. Since the Crystal Pavilion wasn’t far from East 23rd Street, they didn’t ride on a horse-drawn carriage.