Capítulo 2247: Chapter 13: For Whom the Wind and Dew Stand Through the Night (Part 3)
A ruddy-faced doorman greeted them from afar: “Greetings, Marquis! Greetings, Young Master Zhongxuan!”
The saying goes, before a pri minister’s door stands an official of the seventh grade.
The status of a doorman is directly linked to the status of the household he serves.
When he first ca to the Jiang Family as a doorman, Jiang Wang was just a Viscount. In the Shaking Light quarter, full of nobility, he was truly inconspicuous. Jiang Wang would act arrogantly, occasionally bullying the nephew of an Imperial Court Adviser. But as a doorman, he often had to keep his tail between his legs, always greeting people with a smile.
But who could have imagined the household would rise so impressively?
How long has it been? He was just getting the hang of being a doorman for a secretary’s household when the Viscount beca a Marquis. And one holding three thousand households in his fief, the youngest military rit Marquis in Daqi!
Overnight, he turned from being the one who fawned to being the one who was fawned over; the doorman of that secretary’s family was no longer in the running!
How joyous life can be!
Nowadays, countless people wish to visit, and they must first say kind words, tread lightly, and offer lavish gifts.
Even if the Marquis has gone to the academy and is not ho, the calling cards never cease.
How could he not serve diligently? Take good care of them?
Since Jiang Wang the Noble was granted Marquis only three months ago, he has gained thirteen pounds!
At first glance, Jiang Wang barely recognized him, almost mistaking him for a new doorman.
Xuan Sheng wasted no ti on their master and servant exchange of looks, and imdiately shouted upon entering: “I’m back!”
In truth, this mansion in Shaking Light quarter has been occupied by Xuan Sheng far longer than it has by Jiang Wang.
Returning here felt incredibly familiar, and his mood was light.
He shouted enthusiastically: “Shisi! Shisi!”
The households of the nobility value gentleness in speech, not disturbing the neighbors. Any sounds that might be heard are typically elegant, like the music of silk and bamboo.
The raucousness of Jiang Mansion is truly uncommon in the entirety of Shaking Light quarter.
After Jiang Wang and Xuan Sheng moved in, not long after, the surrounding land prices dropped slightly.
Housekeeper Xie Ping heard the noise and rushed out: “Young Master Zhongxuan, Shisi went to welco you at the academy yesterday; did you miss each other?”
Xuan Sheng suddenly turned, stared intently at Xie Ping, and lowered his voice: “What ti yesterday?”
From Under Jixuegong to Linzi, there is only one way via the Jixue Gate.
It’s impossible to miss each other.
Unless Shisi left halfway, or perhaps she never went to Under Jixuegong at all.
Xie Ping had never seen Young Master Zhongxuan with such a sharp gaze, as if soone had grabbed his heart, making it difficult to breathe: “A-afternoon.”
“What happened yesterday?” Jiang Wang asked, “Did anyone co from Marquis of Bowang’s Mansion?”
In the gentle voice of his family’s noble, Xie Ping’s tension was eased, quickly regaining composure, and stated clearly: “Yes. Yesterday morning, a carriage from Marquis of Bowang’s Mansion ca by, inviting Shisi over. However, she returned shortly afterward. She then stayed in the courtyard for a while and left in the afternoon. I asked where she was going, and she said to find Young Master Zhongxuan…”
Xuan Sheng suddenly turned, soared into the sky, ignoring Linzi’s regulatory ban, rapidly flying towards Jixue Gate.
Jiang Wang imdiately flew up to follow, continuously sending ssages through Spiritual Sense to the disturbed imperial guards, indicating it was a green card operation, asking all parties not to be alard.
The two silhouettes swiftly flew outside Jixue Gate, like thunder and lightning streaking across the sky, rumbling dramatically.
Landing in front of Under Jixuegong’s monuntal archway, Xuan Sheng directly used Path Origin to activate the barrier: “Who’s there?!”
Today, the gatekeeper was the Buddhism Teaching and Training Yan Chanyi.
Wearing a literati’s robe, with shoulder-length hair, his physique was slender, and his face carried an ancient charm.
His gaze was slightly bitter, first declaring “Amitabha Buddha” before walking out of the academy’s formation, looking at Xuan Sheng: “Do you have a Political Affairs Hall seal?”
“I’m not going in.” Xuan Sheng paused for a mont, then said: “Did anyone co yesterday?”
Yan Chanyi frowned slightly: “I wasn’t on duty at the gate yesterday.”
In the isolation of the academy, he has no relatives or descendants, and absolutely no need to care about the noble relationships of the outside world. Whoever the Heir of Marquis Bowang is, lacking in courtesy, he doesn’t even bother to offer a friendly face.
“Teaching and Training Yan.” Jiang Wang pressed one hand on Xuan Sheng, stepped forward, and asked: “Do you know who was on duty at the gate yesterday?”
Seeing Jiang Wang speak, Yan Chanyi’s expression softened significantly: “It was likely Teaching and Training Zhang.”
Jiang Wang brought his palms together in salute: “Do you know if anyone ca to the academy yesterday? Wearing armor, wielding a heavy sword, soone very important to … I kindly ask you to inquire.”
Yan Chanyi glanced at him, recognized the sincerity.
After saying “Please wait a mont,” he vanished into the formation.
Soon, he appeared under the monuntal archway again: “There wasn’t anyone in armor yesterday. But there was a slender lady, dressed in very elegant attire, standing outside the academy overnight, who left at dawn.”
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