Bai Zhi’er felt the sa way.
"Brother Fu Ce is honest and upright, and Zhi’er also believes in him!"
Bai Xilie suddenly laughed.
He found it amusing.
"When others describe Marquis Wan, they either curse him for being notorious or call him a crafty official who plays with power. This is the first ti I’ve heard anyone praise him."
Bai Zhi’er’s little face was tender and her eyes were clear: "Brother Fu Ce takes good care of , so of course I think he’s the best in the world."
"Better than your father?" Bai Xilie raised an eyebrow.
The little one imdiately smiled sweetly: "Not as good as father."
Soon, Bai Zhi’er changed the subject.
"Hmm, but thinking about it, Lord Pingguo coming to the Capital is definitely for this matter, right? Father must be getting a headache."
Bai Xilie kissed the little one’s cheek: "My Zhi’er is so smart."
On one side is a founding Hero, on the other side is a heavily relied upon Marquis.
Bai Xilie did not want to punish anyone.
Bai Zhi’er could see what he was thinking.
The little one softly said: "How about father just orders Lord Pingguo not to co to the Capital?"
"Zhi’er rembers that on the road from Huainan to the Capital, there’s a place called Shizi Ridge, and it is said in the mountain records that the scenery there is exceptionally beautiful."
"Father could issue a decree to let him take his family there for a tour, and as for the expenses..."
Bai Zhi’er patted her deflated wallet: "Baby will just have to suffer a little and pay for it!"
She put a lot of thought into not letting Brother Fu Ce suffer and also considering her father’s views.
Her childish words made Bai Xilie clap and laugh heartily.
"Zhi’er, your clever ideas always bring great benefits to father, it’s indeed a good solution, but—"
Bai Xilie paused before laughingly saying: "Father has asked Marquis Wan, and he has no objections to Duke Ping entering the Capital, and there will be no conflict between them."
Bai Zhi’er widened her bright eyes.
"The reason Brother Fu Ce said that must be because he’s ready to endure grievances, then he’d be too pitiful!"
In the little one’s mind appeared an image—
A person looking like an apple, smiling cunningly, with a very round belly, waving a whip, beating Feng Fuce who was lying on the ground.
And Feng Fuce was shedding tears, yet he had to grit his teeth and not cry out loud.
Just thinking about it made Bai Zhi’er feel heartbroken!
Bai Xilie said: "This is the best solution, Zhi’er don’t worry, Marquis Wan is aware and there will be no conflict."
"Father will also send soone to ensure that Duke Pingguo does not excessively insult Marquis Wan, is that good?"
Bai Zhi’er pouted, clearly not satisfied with this decision.
Bai Xilie imdiately had soone bring in pastries to coax her.
The little one ate while thinking.
Hmph! If no one else cares for Brother Fu Ce, then she will!
anwhile, in the Xiuluo Guard.
They also heard about Duke Pingguo’s upcoming arrival in the Capital.
Chu Ping rolled up his sleeves, stepped on a bench, and brandished a short knife, looking fierce.
"Back then, it was just that I wasn’t by the Marquis’s side. Now with , Chu Ping, here, no Duke will dare to target the Marquis! Otherwise, I will..."
Before he could finish, Feng Fuce walked in from the doorway, looking serious.
Chu Ping imdiately withdrew his foot from the bench, smiling brightly like a flower.
"The Marquis is back? I was just discussing with the brothers that if Duke Pingguo makes things difficult for the Marquis, we definitely won’t let him off easy!"
Feng Fuce glanced at him indifferently, as if unconcerned.
The young man casually picked up a book.
"If he goes too far, just kill him, what’s there to discuss?"
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