Jiang Chen looked at Yang Muxi's delicate and refined face and smiled.

He took the account book on the table frankly and said seriously, "It's my honor to have the Sect Leader's trust!"

"I won't stand on ceremony with this account book. Thank you!"

Yang Muxi's eyebrows curved into a smile: "It's good if it can be of use!"

"Getting rid of a malignant tumor like the Mei family sooner rather than later will allow the common people to live a stable life sooner."

Looking at her longing expression, Jiang Chen felt as if a clear spring flowed through his heart, and the anger caused by Xu Jiaying's betrayal dissipated for the most part in an instant.

He smiled lightly and nodded, "Soon, that day won't be too far away."

After saying that, he rolled up the account book and handed it to Jing Yue, who was standing beside him with her hands down.

Understanding Jiang Chen's intention, Jing Yue took the account book and began to read it carefully.

Her pair of clear and cold beautiful eyes quickly swept over the small characters on it, and a look of surprise appeared on her pretty face from time to time.

Yang Muxi looked at her, her clear eyes containing a hint of inquiry.

She felt a faint threat from Jing Yue!

This maidservant is quite strange… Her skills are probably comparable to the top experts in the martial world.

If they were to fight, I wonder who would win?

Just as Yang Muxi was eager to test her skills, Jing Yue finished reading and said in a clear and cold voice, with hidden excitement:

"Your… Young Master, the account book is correct. Not only does it have Mei Wenshi's private seal, but it also contains a lot of evidence of the Mei family bribing important officials. It's what you wanted!"

As she spoke, she solemnly put away the account book.

Hearing this, the corners of Jiang Chen's mouth raised, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

With this, the Mei family is doomed!

Yang Muxi didn't understand the affairs of the court, but seeing Jiang Chen's expression, she also understood that things had been accomplished, and couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Jiang, now that I've given you the account book, when will it be convenient to send me to the palace?"

A sly look flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes as he looked at Yang Muxi, who had 'walked right into the trap,' and he couldn't help but want to tease her.

He pretended to be troubled and said, "Well, I need to prepare some more!"

"Assassinating the emperor is a crime that implicates the nine generations of your family. If I'm not careful, my whole family, young and old, will have to be buried with you… I hope Sect Leader Yang understands!"

Yang Muxi naturally had no objection.

She had initially rejected Jiang Chen's invitation to cooperate because she didn't want to involve him in danger.

And now, Jiang Chen was going to deal with the Mei family, destroying this powerful family that harmed countless people, which was even more important, so she didn't want Jiang Chen to step into danger even more.

"Alright, I can wait. Don't put yourself under too much pressure…" After hesitating for a moment, a blush appeared on Yang Muxi's fair cheeks, "In my heart, your safety is more important than entering the palace!"

As soon as she said these words, the atmosphere in the elegant room instantly became strange.

Although everyone's faces were calm, they were secretly exclaiming in their hearts.

This is only the second time they've met, and this Sect Leader Yang is already so concerned about His Majesty?

Could it be that she…

Jiang Chen didn't think too much about it.

He knew that Yang Muxi's concern wasn't out of romantic love, but simply out of kindness, but he would conquer this woman sooner or later.

Looking at Yang Muxi, whose eyes were darting around, Jiang Chen's eyes flashed with determination, and he decided to reveal his plan in advance.

"Sect Leader Yang, do you have any free time tonight?"

"Tonight, I will attend the poetry gathering, and after the poetry gathering, I will enter the palace to meet the emperor… At that time, you can hide in my carriage and sneak into the palace!"

"When we get to the emperor's Qinzheng Hall, we'll separate. This is the simplest and fastest way, and it won't involve me. What do you think?"

Yang Muxi's beautiful eyes flashed. After thinking for a moment, she happily nodded: "Alright, Muxi will listen to Young Master Jiang's arrangements!"

Jiang Chen smiled gently: "Sect Leader Yang, there's no need to be so formal between you and me. Just call me Jiang Yan."

As he said that, he pushed the pastries on the table and said before Yang Muxi could decline, "These snacks are the specialty of Wangjiang Tower. They taste very good. Sect Leader Yang has traveled all the way here, so you probably haven't had dinner yet. Eat some to fill your stomach first."

"There are many things to do tonight, so you still have to take care of your stomach first!"

Jiang Chen's thoughtfulness made Yang Muxi a little flustered.

She had lived in the mountains for a long time and rarely interacted with people. The martial artists she occasionally met were mostly in awe of her reputation and strength and didn't dare to treat her as an equal. When facing her, they always had a timid look on their faces.

She had never met someone as generous and caring as Jiang Chen.

Looking at the smiling man in front of her, Yang Muxi suddenly felt her heart skip a beat and subconsciously avoided his gentle and forceful gaze.

"Cough, Young Master Jiang…"

"Jiang Yan!"

Yang Muxi was stunned, but in the end, she didn't refuse: "Jiang, Jiang Yan, are you going to enter the palace after attending the poetry gathering?"

"Of course!"

"A gentleman never goes back on his word. I will definitely do what I promised Sect Leader Yang." Jiang Chen chuckled.

"That's good, I'll go with you." Seeing that he didn't seem to be making things difficult, Yang Muxi nodded readily.

She had originally planned to go to the poetry gathering to take a look.

How could she not participate in such a rare event that only happened once every few years?

Moreover, she was also very curious about Zhang Zifang, who was famous in Da Wei and wrote about the suffering of the people. She wanted to know if he was really the jade-like gentleman as rumored.

Night, by the lake.

The banks of the Huai River were decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, illuminating countless lights, like a starry sky falling and illuminating thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Jiang Chen and Yang Muxi were boating on the lake.

The bright moon hung high, and the boats swayed the flowing water, reflecting sparkling waves.

The night breeze was gentle, bringing the fragrance of rouge from the painted boats on both sides, and from time to time, one could hear the sound of wind and stringed instruments.

It was playing the most popular dance music in the imperial capital recently, "Cai Wei."

Jiang Chen leaned against the edge of the boat, looking at the prosperous and bustling scene.

Behind him were Jing Yue and the others, who were on guard, while Yang Muxi was sitting opposite him, her slender hand lifting the corner of her hat, quietly appreciating the scenery along the way.

Her pair of usually calm and gentle eyes were now filled with curiosity that she was trying hard to suppress. She seemed to want to look around, but she was afraid that doing so would be too frivolous and ruin the dignity of the leader of the Taiping Dao.

Jiang Chen's eyes lingered, and he occasionally took a sip of fine wine, immersed in this picturesque scenery.

At this moment, the sound of reciting poetry suddenly came from the painted boat next to them, and the lively atmosphere aroused Jiang Chen's poetic inspiration.

He stood up, looking at the glittering river surface, and suddenly recalled a poem from his previous life.

He recited it aloud:

The west wind blows old the waves of the Jiang and Huai,

Overnight, Xiang Jun's hair turned white.

Drunk, I didn't know the sky was in the water,

A boat full of clear dreams crushes the Milky Way.

As soon as this poem came out, the whole place was silent.

Even Jing Yue and Yang Muxi, who were as indifferent as ice, couldn't help but be stunned, their beautiful eyes staring straight at Jiang Chen, full of shock!

The surrounding painted boats fell silent, and the sound of reciting poetry and singing lyrics disappeared instantly, as if they were ashamed to show off in front of Jiang Chen.

The words used in these four lines of poetry were so exquisite, and the rhythm was so harmonious, that even those who didn't understand literature could deeply feel its amazingness!

It could be called a poem that suppressed the Huai River!

How could they dare to show off in front of such a peerless genius?

After a long time, until the boat swayed several miles away and passed the area of the painted boats, Yang Muxi slowly regained her composure.

Her eyes lit up as she asked, "This poem… did you write it?"