Chapter 165: The Daily Life of the Demon Lord Commandery Princess Chapter 165: Sending a Letter to Shangguan Xingyan

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Yan Si, hearing these words, was overjoyed beyond expectation and immediately wished to kneel and kowtow in thanks, shouting "Long live!" However, before he could bend his knees, the Emperor waved his hand and said loudly: "Enough, enough, no need for formalities, we are all family here. Alright, hurry back and send word to Dongying, telling them to send people to discuss matters."

Yan Si hurriedly replied: "I obey! This humble one will surely deliver this news at once." After speaking, he bowed deeply to the Emperor again before turning to leave. Once Yan Si had gone far, the Emperor turned to look at Prince An beside him and said with a smile: "If this matter can be handled properly, I intend to bestow upon Yan Si the title of Commandery Prince."

Hearing this, Prince An quickly cupped his hands and bowed, respectfully replying: "Your Majesty, my son, as a subject of Dachang Kingdom, serving the country is his duty; he dare not hope for rewards. Moreover, this humble subject's title will naturally be inherited by my eldest son Yan Wang in the future, so there is truly no need to separately confer a title upon Yan Si."

The Emperor, however, shook his head in disagreement and chuckled: "I know very well what is in my heart. It is true that your Yan Wang will inherit your title, but Yan Si has yet to hold any proper official post; if I do not grant him the title of Commandery Prince, would that not seem shabby? Furthermore, this child has always been well-behaved and unambitious, and I simply like his nature, so this title of Commandery Prince must be conferred!"

Seeing the Emperor's firm attitude, Prince An knew it was difficult to decline and could only bow again, saying: "Since Your Majesty shows such great favor to my son, this humble subject will say no more. Everything is up to Your Majesty's decision."

Looking at Prince An before him, who seemed somewhat pedantic and rigid, the Emperor smiled helplessly and scolded: "Alright, alright, you are the most stubborn fellow! I have said I will reward him, so just accept it obediently and stop talking!"

Hearing this, Prince An suddenly fell silent. In truth, Prince An had his own concerns and worries. He deeply understood the principle that a tall tree catches the wind, especially for someone like Yan Si who was keen on business; if it were spread abroad that a Commandery Prince was actually a merchant, it would surely invite much criticism and gossip, and that reputation would not sound good at all!

However, the Emperor held a different view. In the Emperor's eyes, Yan Si indeed should have a suitable identity and status, so that no matter how the situation changed in the future, An Wangfu could stand firm in the world and remain unshaken. Thus, both harbored their own thoughts, and neither spoke another word.

For a time the atmosphere grew somewhat heavy, but the game of chess continued, with both sides moving back and forth, quite lively.

As for Yan Si, who had left the palace, at this moment he was overjoyed, feeling that everything he had experienced today was unexpectedly smooth. Originally thinking the Emperor would be as dignified and stern as the rumors said, difficult to approach, he did not expect that upon actual contact, the Emperor was actually so kind and approachable.

You see, because of Yan Si's special identity as a merchant, he had never participated in various palace banquets in the past, and the last time he saw the Emperor, he was still young and ignorant, having almost no memory of the scene at that time. After close contact with the Emperor now, this feeling of closeness made him feel very surprised and delighted.

After Yan Si stepped through the home gate, he saw the Princess Consort anxiously pacing in the courtyard, occasionally looking toward the gate, and repeatedly instructing the servants: "If the young master returns, come report to me immediately!" Clearly, the Princess Consort was very worried about Yan Si's trip into the palace this time.

Finally, when the Princess Consort learned the news that Yan Si had returned safely to the mansion, her suspended heart settled somewhat, and she let out a long sigh of relief. Actually, as a woman of proper conduct, the Princess Consort was not particularly concerned about whether this matter would ultimately succeed; she only cared that her precious son could return unharmed.

You see, Yan Si rarely entered the palace on ordinary days and knew very few people in the palace; although there should not be too much trouble on the Emperor's side, she feared he might accidentally offend some powerful figures.

On this side, as soon as Yan Si returned to his own courtyard, he did not even have time to drink water, but hurriedly sat at the desk, picked up the writing brush, and wrote vigorously like a dragon flying and phoenix dancing. Not long after, a letter was written, its contents roughly as follows: "Brother Shangguan, I have presented the trade matter to the Holy One, and fortunately received the Holy One's approval.

I do not know when Brother will be convenient to personally go to Dachang Kingdom, so that we can discuss this matter in more detail." Although this letter was written quite simply and clearly, the information it contained was of utmost importance and allowed for no mistake.

Therefore, this time Yan Si did not choose to deliver this letter by carrier pigeon, but decided to send his most trusted confidant—Yue Si. Yan Si frowned tightly, staring solemnly at the extremely important letter in his hand.

After careful consideration, he decided not to personally go to Dongying Guo to deliver this letter. After all, if he went personally, the target would be too obvious; if intercepted by ill-intentioned people on the way, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, Yan Si turned to look at Yue Si, who had been standing quietly beside him. Yue Si was a dark guard carefully cultivated by his father, not only highly skilled in martial arts and agile, but even able to fight three against one. Yue Si quickly knelt and saluted, respectfully saying: "Master, please rest assured, this subordinate will surely deliver this letter safely!"

Yan Si shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Yue Si, how many times have I told you, between you and me there is no need for so many formalities. Alas, Father has trained you dark guards very well, but you lack some human warmth..."

Pausing, he continued: "However, speaking of which, Yue Si, you are no longer young; if you have a girl you fancy and want to start a family and career, you must tell me."

However, Yue Si replied without hesitation: "Yue Si will serve the Master loyally unto death and will never start a family!" Hearing these words, Yan Si could not help but feel a touch of emotion.

For so many years, no matter how he persuaded, Yue Si always held fast to this belief of loyal devotion. Yan Si knew that further persuasion would be futile, so he said no more, only softly instructing: "Alright, since that is the case, then go quickly and return quickly.

On the way do not be too hasty; be sure to be extra careful, ensuring your own safety is paramount. Although I know that even if I say these words, you may not necessarily listen, but what should be reminded I still must say." After speaking, Yan Si waved his hand, signaling Yue Si to set out quickly.