Chapter 7: This Yang Jun Is Not Ordinary

"Father Emperor, I merely feel that the real Yang Jun is not like what appears on the surface."

"At least in my eyes, Yang Jun is actually quite good!"

Yun Xiyue said this, and unconsciously nodded.

In her mind, however, Yang Jun's image involuntarily surfaced, along with all his actions in these matters.

"Oh?"

The Great Xia Emperor's interest grew even stronger, his face full of anticipation.

"Father Emperor, today I discovered that Yang Jun's conduct is orderly and principled, his advances and retreats are well-regulated, all done after careful thought."

"Moreover, the outside world always rumors that he is dissolute and incapable, lustful without restraint."

"But I have found that this is not the case; when he looks at me, his eyes have not the slightest hint of lewdness, no intention to violate me in the slightest."

"Furthermore, he seems quite unwilling to marry me; when he heard me propose to break off the engagement, he readily agreed."

Yun Xiyue recalled the bits and pieces of their previous interactions; though brief, they gave her a great shock, all of which were beyond her expectations.

"What? He actually doesn't want to marry my daughter? He even wants to take the initiative to break off the engagement? It seems he doesn't know my methods!"

Yun Fengyun hearing this, couldn't help but interrupt Yun Xiyue's words.

His own precious daughter, the Great Xia Princess, would actually be looked down upon and asked to break off the engagement?

Yun Fengyun let out a cold snort, his face full of displeasure.

"Father Emperor, it's not what you think; the fact is you don't understand him!" Yun Xiyue hurriedly spoke again, explaining for Yang Jun.

"Actually, his intention is more so to consider me; he believes that given his current situation, if he married me, it would implicate and harm me."

"Alas, people's prejudices are like a great mountain in the heart; especially for a man like him who is introverted, it's truly rare—others all want others to know their strengths, to know their good points, but he is precisely the opposite!"

Yun Xiyue spoke, and at this point, her eyes actually had specks of starlight flickering within.

"Oh? You mean he's hiding his sharpness and concealing his wisdom? If that's truly the case, I still greatly look forward to the day his sharpness is revealed!"

Yun Fengyun said this, and unconsciously nodded again; the smile on his face looked even richer.

However, Yun Xiyue didn't notice that a flash of killing intent passed through her father emperor's eyes.

Only a weak Prince Pingxi's mansion would serve the imperial family's interests.

Only if Yang Jun were truly foolish and stupid would Yun Fengyun feel at ease.

When Yun Fengyun was still the crown prince, he was on good terms with Yang Ye, having once sworn brotherhood; and it was also thanks to Yang Ye that he helped him ascend the throne.

Later, Yang Ye guarded the southwest for Yun Fengyun, commanding a million elite troops, mighty and boundless; most importantly, Yang Ye conducted himself properly and won the people's hearts.

These are the achievements of a subject, but they are Yun Fengyun's worry in his heart.

Controlling such great power, if Yang Ye harbored disloyal intentions, it would surely cause great chaos across the world.

Yun Fengyun several times tried to take back military authority, but couldn't; Yang Ye had long been entrenched in the army—how could I dare to move him lightly? If I used forceful measures, pulling one thread would move the whole body; provoking Yang Ye to rebel would not be a good thing.

After Yang Ye died, Yun Fengyun appeared grief-stricken, even shedding tears for several days before the civil and military officials, but in private he was actually considerably relieved, at least having removed a major heartache.

If Yang Ye hadn't died, the southwest's million-strong army would have been a thorn in his heart; now it's fine—Yang Ye's death settles everything once and for all.

Now, regarding Yang Ye's sole son Yang Jun, Yun Fengyun can tolerate his dissolute ways, can let him bully the people and seize respectable families, but he absolutely cannot accept a Yang Jun who is restrained, introverted, and extraordinarily wise!

In order to prevent Yang Jun from becoming powerful and becoming a second Yang Ye, that's why I approved the daughter's breaking off the engagement; as for letting Zhou Tian accompany her, firstly it's to protect the daughter's safety, and secondly it also means wanting to take the opportunity to give Yang Jun a good lesson.

No matter what, I will absolutely not allow Yang Jun any chance to turn things around!

But who would have expected that now we discover Yang Jun is hiding his sharpness and concealing his wisdom—how could this be?

"Father Emperor, what's wrong?"

Yun Xiyue was still talking about Yang Jun when she suddenly felt a cold, stern aura emanating from her father emperor's person, and she instinctively froze.

She glanced at Yun Fengyun's expression and demeanor, and Yun Xiyue gave a slight start.

The father emperor fears Yang Ye, which she knew; but now it seems that this father emperor of hers not only fears Yang Ye, but even fears the hidden, wise Yang Jun!

Thinking of this, Yun Xiyue's heart felt somewhat uneasy, yet also somewhat relieved.

Fortunately I didn't speak of the matter of Prince Pingxi feigning death; otherwise the father emperor still wouldn't know how to deal with Yang Jun.

Moreover, the fact that I can hear Yang Jun's inner voice makes it absolutely imperative not to tell anyone!

Thinking of this, Yun Xiyue lightly bit her vermilion lips, stepped forward, extended both arms to embrace one of Yun Fengyun's arms, and gently swayed, acting coquettishly.

"Father Emperor, the Prince Pingxi's mansion, without Yang Ye, is already incapable of making waves."

"Why not treat Yang Jun kindly, so that everyone knows the father emperor's breadth of mind, which is also beneficial to the father emperor?"

Yun Xiyue spoke in a soft, coquettish voice, and Yun Fengyun's aura gradually dissipated.

"Indeed, shouldn't this matter be just so?"

Yang Ye is dead; my major heartache is gone.

And a Yang Jun, no matter how formidable, cannot stir up any great storm.

On the contrary, it would be better to treat him well; with the eyes of the entire court of civil and military officials upon him, this would instead show that I possess magnanimity.

Yun Fengyun lightly nodded.

Yang Jun may stay, but there are still some things to be done.

First of all, he must have no ambition; as for ability, the less the better—having none at all is best!

"Yang Jun wants to be a prince consort? Of course he can, but the precondition is that he must be worthy of my princess."

Yun Fengyun's single sentence made Yun Xiyue blush, and she also let out a light sigh.

"Come here!"

"Old servant is here!"

Yun Fengyun raised his voice, and an old eunuch immediately bowed and entered—this was Yuan Lu, the personal attendant who had served Yun Fengyun for over ten years.

"Summon Yang Jun into the palace!"

Having said this, Yun Fengyun paused slightly, then nodded again.

By the way, also summon Zhou Tian, so they can come see Me together.

Your servant obeys the command!

Yuan Lu hastily bowed, accepted the order, and then immediately left.

Father Emperor, why do you want Zhou Tian to enter the palace?

Yun Xiyue spoke somewhat angrily; the affairs of the Prince Pingxi's Mansion have already made her resent Zhou Tian.

Especially after hearing Yang Jun's inner voice, saying that Zhou Tian had many women and she was merely his plaything, Yun Xiyue found it even harder to accept this.