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Chapter 60.2 - An Qiao E's Determination

Fu Wu Tian quickly wrote up a letter, and this time Ge Qian An personally went to deliver the letter back to Jun Zi City.

The content of the letter was mainly to have Fu lao wang ye ask the Chong Ming Emperor on his behalf to take the initiative to check and control the disaster in the Chang Province.

The New Years have just passed, but the people of Chang Province were all migrating away. It's been fours years since the first occurrence of natural disasters in Chang Province. Every year, the people would migrate away. This year, the phenomenon was especially serious. If things continued like this, Chang Province may soon become uninhabited.

Although the Chong Ming Emperor was not a good emperor, he also knew that things could not go on like this. He has long wanted to send someone to investigate, but he has not been able to find a suitable candidate.

Ge Qian An soon arrived at Jun Zi City with Fu Wu Tian's letter.

In the study

"Wang fei, this prince took a great risk for you." Fu Wu Tian turned his head and went to An Zi Ran to sing his own merits, as if there was such a thing.

An Zi Ran did not even raise his head. "En*. You have worked hard."

[*T/N: Sound of acknowledgement indicating approval]

Fu Wu Tian leaned over towards him. When he exhaled, his breath brushed against the other's forehead. "Wang fei, go to bed a little earlier tonight." The night before, An Zi Ran stayed up really late to draft up his plans. As a result, he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

The brush in An Zi Ran's hand stopped at that moment. He leaned back and then lifted his head. The distance between their faces was very close. After getting used to it, he no longer felt uncomfortable now. This was not a good phenomenon!

"I've finished drawing up the plan. Take a look."

An Zi Ran passed over three sheets of paper that were covered with writing.

Fu Wu Tian took a look. "Wow, wang fei's handwriting is very good."

An Zi Ran's facial nerves became paralyzed. "…I'm showing you the plan, not my handwriting."

It's not as if An Zi Ran was not aware. Fu Wu Tian's handwriting was much better than his. If they were to compare handwritings, it would be enough to make him feel ashamed of his inferiority, because Fu Wu Tian's handwriting was indeed really good. Even simple fonts were written with sharpness and charm. Each stroke, each line was penned with confident ease. It is said that the handwriting reflected the writer. This saying was indeed true!

Fu Wu Tian finally looked at his plan.

An Zi Ran thought that he would take some time to look it over, so he placed down the brush and reached back to rub at his tired neck. Then he stood up, prepared to call out to Steward Su. But when he looked up he saw that Fu Wu Tian was looking straight at him.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Fu Wu Tian waved the papers in his hand. "I finished."

An Zi Ran blinked. "So fast?"

There was a hint of a smile in Fu Wu Tian's eyes as he looked at him. "Wang fei, this prince can read ten lines with one look."

An Zi Ran asked suspiciously, "Then do you have an eidetic memory?"

Fu Wu Tian said, "At the moment, I have not reached that state yet."

An Zi Ran was disappointed.

"But there are not many…"

An Zi Ran said, "…Can you not finish it all at once?"

Fu Wu Tian's mouth quirked up. "Since it is wang fei's request then this prince will comply from now on."

An Zi Ran didn't want to talk to him anymore. Fu Wu Tian could always change the topic easily. In the past, if someone told him that he would live with another man like this one day, he would have never believed it. He would even think that the other person must be burning a fever.

"After looking over my plan, do you have any thoughts on it?"

The plan was written as a countermeasure for the disaster situation in Chang Province. Although it has not happened yet, this kind of thing had to be prevented in advance to see the effect. Furthermore, he understood how high the risk was that Fu Wu Tian took.

An Zi Ran did not understand the situation of the imperial family, but he has heard of the saying 'gong gao zhen zhu,' which meant that if a subordinate's achievements were too great it would shake the master. Fu Wu Tian's merits were too great, and he also held a five hundred thousand strong army in Da Ya, even though he was the nephew of the Chong Ming Emperor. However, he still made the emperor afraid.

This time Fu Wu Tian calmed the war at the border and came back with a triumphant return. He was expected to stay in Jun Zi City for a long time. His power was too great. On the surface, the Chong Ming Emperor expressed great appreciation for his nephew, but in actuality, he was already thinking up ways to get back the five hundred thousand troops from his hands.

The disaster in Chang Province was a turning point.

If Fu Wu TIan could not solve the problem in Chang Province, then the Chong Ming Emperor would have an excuse to recover the five hundred thousand troops under his command.

Therefore, the emperor will certainly agree.

"This prince believes in wang fei. We will just do as you say."

Fu Wu Tian chose to believe him without hesitation.

Upon hearing this sentence, An Zi Ran's face turned wooden. He looked at Fu Wu Tian for a long while in silence. Then he turned and walked out of the study room. Fu Wu Tian stared at his back. A strange light flashed through his eyes. Then he followed An Zi Ran out of the room.

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