The servants who had followed Teng Zijing to Danzhou were purchasing local flower tea in the streets. The Earl in the capital missed the taste of the tea from his hometown. In previous years, the old madam from the other residence had asked people to buy it and send it to the capital, but since the Earl's mansion had sent people this time, they might as well buy some on the way.

A total of three carriages and seven people came from the Earl's mansion, led by Teng Zijing.

He did not go to the streets to stroll with the lower servants, and was still wiping sweat constantly. The weather in Danzhou was indeed hotter than in the capital. Originally, as soon as he arrived in Danzhou, he should have gone to the Earl's residence to greet the old lady, but he felt a little guilty when he thought of this mission, so he let the people below go to buy flower tea, while he could sit in the tavern to calm his emotions.

The second butler who was sent to Danzhou a few years ago was now missing and his life or death was unknown. The people in the Earl's mansion were all clear that there was an irreconcilable contradiction between one branch in the capital and the one in Danzhou. Although there was only Fan Xian alone in Danzhou, the fact made everyone secretly guess whether something had happened to the second butler.

If it was really like everyone thought, then the people of the Fan residence must re-examine that illegitimate son. After all, in the year that the second butler had an accident, Master Fan Xian was only twelve years old. If he wanted to make the second butler disappear silently, it could only be the old lady's order - which proved that the old lady was standing on Fan Xian's side, and the second madam's life would probably not be easy.

Teng Zijing noticed the date on the newspaper on the wall, it was from a month ago, which he had seen in Lord Sinan's study. There was nothing new in the newspaper. The big shots in the capital were living very peacefully. There was no updated news about the war between the Great Prince and the Western Hu, and the Prime Minister's illegitimate daughter incident seemed to be gradually calming down, at least under the personal protection of the great Emperor, the young men of the Censorate had not achieved further results.

The gossip section of the newspaper was serializing the first love story of the Director of the Overwatch Council. Although the backstage of the newspaper was His Majesty the Emperor, if that extremely terrifying and insidious Director, even more cunning than a jackal, was in the capital, the editors of the newspaper would definitely not have the guts.

It could be seen that Director Chen, who was deeply trusted by His Majesty, had not yet finished his first vacation in twenty years to return to his hometown. And His Majesty the Emperor would never make a big move when the Director was not around.

Thinking of the Earl's instructions, Teng Zijing really didn't quite understand why he had to rush to pick up this son without status before Director Chen returned to the capital, and why the matter was so urgent. He didn't dare to delay any longer, even if it meant angering the old lady, he had to take the young master away... He wiped his sweat, stood up, greeted his men, drove the carriage, and hurried to the Earl's residence in a corner of Danzhou Port.

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The Earl's residence was rarely so lively. All the servants were standing below the hall, curiously looking at the figures who looked like family Ding (men servants) standing in the middle of the hall. Everyone knew that these people were from the capital residence, no wonder the light blue clothes on their bodies looked so spirited. It was just that the capital and Danzhou were far apart, and there were not many exchanges between the two residences. It was rare to see so many servants sent from the capital, so the maids were guessing what was going to happen.

Teng Zijing obediently led his men to kneel on the ground, respectfully kowtowed a few times to the old lady, greeted her peace, and then told all the words that Lord Sinan had instructed before leaving, and then stood quietly to the side, waiting for the old lady's decision.

Teng Zijing knew the real status of this old lady in the Fan family, so he deliberately lowered even his breathing, appearing extremely respectful, but his eyes kept peeking at the young man who was standing behind the old lady and massaging her shoulders.

The young man was very beautiful, with long eyelashes, slightly red thin lips, and gentle eyes with light, looking like a girl, but the smile on his face made people feel very kind.

This was naturally Fan Xian.

Teng Zijing sighed in his heart, such a jade-like person, but he was an illegitimate son without status. God was indeed not very fair. Seemingly infected by the young man's sunny smile, Teng Zijing guessed that this young master should be much easier to serve than the one at home in the capital, right?

After listening to the words of the servant in front of her, the old lady lowered her eyes slightly, thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "I know, Zijing, go and rest, it's been hard work on the road of more than a thousand *li*... Sisi, let Old Huang prepare hot water and meals."

The servants responded in unison, and the Ding from the capital quickly thanked them, and then honestly retreated from the hall. Although Teng Zijing was a little anxious, the Earl had given him a deadline, but he didn't dare to say more in front of the old lady. He glanced at the young master who was still a little unfamiliar, and then retreated.

The hall suddenly became quiet.

"You heard it just now, your father wants you to go to the capital." The old lady gently put her hand on Fan Xian's hand on her shoulder, and patted it gently twice, "What do you think?"

Although Fan Xian had a smile on his face, he had already calculated it in his heart. He was also very puzzled why his father insisted on calling himself to the capital at this time, and there was no sign of it at all. If he was preparing to plan a way to get ahead for his illegitimate son, but the imperial examination and the spring exam had already begun. If he went to the capital at this time, it would take at least a month or two, and he would not be able to make it in any case.

Hearing the old lady's question, he thought for a while and said with a wry smile: "I haven't been to the capital, although I'm curious, I'm also a little scared."

This answer was half true and half false - the truth was that he was indeed very curious about the people in the capital, especially the place where his mother had lived and fought, but he was not afraid at all, only a trace of unknown bewilderment.

"Do you want to go?" The old lady smiled, seemingly seeing through what the young man was thinking.

"Yes." Fan Xian answered honestly: "I have lived in Danzhou since I was a child, and I have always wanted to go out and walk around."

"Oh, don't want to accompany this old thing anymore?" The old lady joked.

Fan Xian smiled and flattered: "Yes, yes, ancestor, spank me." He continued: "Anyway, the person in charge just said that my father is preparing to move all the other residence back to the capital this time. I'm always going with grandma, so I don't have to worry about anything."

The old lady shook her head calmly, took his hand, let him stand in front of her, and said softly: "My body can't stand this journey. If you want to go, then go, it's better for me to stay in Danzhou to watch the house."

Fan Xian was stunned. He didn't expect grandma to be unwilling to return to the capital. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.