PFC Chapter 218: The Imperial Advisor
Chapter 218: The Imperial Advisor
Chen Futu's overtures made Qingyi's smile almost impossible to suppress. The more she looked at Chen Futu, the more satisfied she became. Then, she grabbed Chen Futu and slid into the carriage, saying arrogantly to the female sword attendant, "Drive the carriage back to the royal court."
The female swordswoman accepted the order, leaped onto the carriage shaft, and drove away, leaving the old lady and a few others standing there in a daze.
Only after the carriage had driven far away did Ge Fei realize what was happening. "Quickly stop the carriage!"
That woman in blue is really something, actually stealing the old lady's carriage!
The old lady smiled bitterly and said, "Never mind, let her be. After all these years, she still has the personality of a little girl and hasn't changed at all."
Consort Ge could only ask the old lady to wait a moment. She then arranged for a carriage to take the old lady and Liu Longyue back to the royal court, while Qi Wen accompanied them on their return journey.
His recent exchange with Qingyi gave him a glimmer of insight into swordsmanship, and with the addition of the Sword God's Manual, he is not far from breaking through to the next realm.
On the other side, Chen Futu and Qingyi sat in a carriage, smiling as he massaged her legs and back, like a dutiful junior.
The woman in green closed her eyes, clearly enjoying the gesture. "From now on, I'll call you Fairy, what do you think?"
"what?"
Chen Futu looked completely bewildered. What kind of weird name is this?
Qingyi snorted, "Back then, your father, that old codger, said he wanted a daughter, and that after we got married, the child we had would be named Chen Xian'er."
"Auntie, I'm a boy."
"It doesn't matter."
"Um, how about we discuss this again?"
"You have a problem with that?" The woman in green frowned, her expression displeased.
"No, no... Xian'er is fine, very fine..."
Chen Futu outwardly agreed, but inwardly he was furiously cursing her. If he could beat her, he would definitely shoot her in the head twice. She's a lunatic, truly possessed.
Forget it, let's not bother arguing with a madman.
When the carriage returned to the royal court, the woman in green helped Chen Futu out of the carriage. Just then, Guan Yu, An Jingsi, and others came to report on the arrangements for the grand ceremony and military parade the next day.
Several fierce generals were bewildered when they saw the man in blue.
Chen Futu coughed and, in front of everyone, led the woman in green to sit down at the general's desk, explaining, "Everyone, this is my... cough, my Aunt Qing. From now on, Grand Preceptor, won't you greet the Grand Preceptor?"
Guan Yu asked suspiciously, "When did our lord appoint the Imperial Advisor? Why don't we discuss this with some wise men?"
"Yes, my sworn brother, when has the Northern Frontier ever needed a national advisor?"
An Jingsi also felt something was off.
The man in blue robes asked displeasedly, "Gentlemen, do you have a problem with me?"
"Yun Chang, Jing Si, you mustn't be rude. Quickly greet the Imperial Preceptor." Chen Futu winked at the generals, who understood immediately and reluctantly bowed their heads, calling him Imperial Preceptor.
Qingyi was finally happy and said to Chen Futu affectionately, "You go ahead with your work, don't worry about me, your aunt is watching over you."
"it is good."
Chen Futu handled government affairs in her presence and clarified all the details of the military parade.
In addition, Ma Chao and Huo Qubing will be able to return tomorrow and attend the ceremony. Of course, security for the ceremony is very important. Although they have subdued the literati group and the Northern Martial Envoy recently, it is hard to guarantee that they will not cause trouble again.
"What's there to worry about? I'll be there during the ceremony, and then we'll see who dares to cause trouble."
The woman in green spoke coldly.
Chen Futu's eyes lit up. "That's right. With Aunt Qing around, what trouble can those rats in the gutter cause?"
The generals exchanged bewildered glances, somewhat unable to fathom this man's methods.
After they left, Chen Futu escorted the woman in blue to the inner palace and then ordered a banquet to be prepared to entertain them.
The woman in green didn't stand on ceremony and sat down casually in the old lady's usual spot, acting as if she were no outsider.
Just then, the old lady and her entourage returned.
The woman in green said arrogantly, "Your son is willing to let me stay. Do you still have any objections?"
The old lady shook her head. "My son is kind-hearted and can't bear to see you go back to live in the deep mountains and forests. You can stay in Longcheng, but you must not interfere in government affairs, let alone hinder any of his actions."
"Obstruct?" Qingyi curled her lip in disdain. "Xian'er and I are the same kind of people. I will only help him, so why would I obstruct him?"
"Xian'er?"
The old lady noticed the trick in her address and looked at Chen Futu with suspicion.
Chen Futu blushed and awkwardly explained what had happened to the old lady. Liu Longyue, who was listening nearby, almost burst out laughing.
This name sounds like a girl's name. For example, there is a girl named Dong Xian'er in the manor. It's ridiculous that the young master is also called by such a name.
As expected, the old lady looked displeased and told everyone to leave. So, everyone, including the female swordswoman, left the inner palace. Then, a fierce argument was heard coming from inside the room. They were arguing about the name.
Chen Futu is about to be crowned king and become a sovereign ruler. What king or nobleman would have such a name? If it gets out, it will be detrimental to the reputation of the northern frontier.
Liu Longyue muttered, "Won't the old lady suffer a loss?"
"Probably not. Although Qingyi seems domineering, she won't really harm my mother. At most, she can intimidate her with her aura. Besides, my mother isn't one to suffer a loss. Let's just wait and see."
Chen Futu no longer wants to keep Qingyi in the inner palace; it would be better to send her to Pingkang Ward instead…
After about an incense stick's time, the door finally opened.
The woman in green waved her hand expressionlessly, and Chen Futu quickly entered the room.
The two sat together, seemingly having reconciled.
Chen Futu asked sullenly, "Mother, Aunt Qing, how did the discussion go?"
The old lady said, "It's not good for you to be called by a girl's name, so we discussed it and decided that from now on she will call you by your childhood name, Aman."
"Aman? Cao Cao?"
Chen Futu was dumbfounded. Damn it, when did he get this nickname?
“You were very strong when you were a child. Your father said that you would become a general because of your brute strength when you grew up, so he called you Ah Man.”
"So that's what it is. You scared me."
Ah Man is fine, it sounds better than Xian'er.
With the name issue resolved, there would be no more disputes for the time being. Chen Futu said to Qingyi with a grin, "Aunt Qing, if you don't want to see my mother, how about I arrange for you to stay in the mansion in Pingkang Ward?"
You want to get rid of me!
The woman in green slammed her hand on the table, clearly annoyed.
Chen Futu quickly shook his head, "Don't misunderstand, I was just worried that you wouldn't be used to living in the royal court, after all, there are many rules here."
"Rules? I am the rule!"
The woman in green glanced at the old lady with disdain. The old lady had a headache and said helplessly to Chen Futu, "Fine, let her stay. I need someone to talk to anyway."
"That's pretty much it."
The woman in green was fairly satisfied with the old lady's answer.
Chen Futu simply took out his most treasured possession: a set of mahjong tiles he had carved from jade in his spare time. There was no problem that a game of mahjong couldn't solve.
Sure enough, Qingyi became interested in the toy and pulled the old lady, Liu Longyue, and Consort Ge to play together, making for a lively scene.
Seeing that the inner court was in harmony, Chen Futu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and slipped away.
The grand ceremony is just around the corner tomorrow, so there's no time to waste here.