Capital City.
Study room of the Duke Weiuguo Mansion.
With a serious expression, Song Wu held the urgent ssage that had just arrived, hastily walking in.
"Master, it’s news from Chicheng." He said, handing the letter to Song Hong.
Song Hong received the letter and quickly skimd it. He couldn’t help but smile, then slapped the table and laughed heartily, "Truly a chip off the old block!"
Seeing Song Wu’s puzzled look, he handed the letter to Song Wu: "Take a look, this kid out there hasn’t tarnished my na!"
Song Wu took the letter, read it carefully, and also couldn’t help but smile.
The letter was from an old subordinate of Song Hong’s, stationed with the Border Defense Army, about the startling incident at the horse farm in Chicheng County.
The whole letter was full of praise.
The letter detailed how Song Chongjin initially contacted them and then set a trap for those at the horse farm. First, he startled them, making it known that their tampering had been discovered by Song Chongjin and was being secretly investigated.
Those at the horse farm had entrenched themselves for many years, almost considering the farm their own.
In recent years they could barely cover things up, and in the past two years, they’ve failed to fool anyone, hence the Border Defense Army submitted a morial.
They had guilty consciences and knew if a thorough investigation were conducted, none would escape, possibly leading to the extermination of their entire clan.
But within just a few months, Song Chongjin had already subdued those in Chicheng County. If given more ti, once evidence was found, they’d be finished.
So they decided to strike first, before Song Chongjin could find his footing.
They initially feigned weakness, especially after Yuan Majian was publicly embarrassed by Wang Yongzhu, they boldly apologized and professed loyalty to Song Chongjin to steady him.
Secretly, they prepared a plan. By chance, a heavy snow fell, providing an excuse that the snow collapsed the stables, tricking Song Chongjin to the horse farm.
They set a trap, planning to kill Song Chongjin and his n at the farm, later claiming it was negligence on Song Chongjin’s part after taking over the stables, causing their collapse.
They asserted that Song Chongjin and his group, ignoring warnings, insisted on inspecting the farm, getting caught in the collapse, and when extricated, it would be too late.
They intended to bla all the missing mules and horses from past discrepancies on this incident.
All burdens would be placed on Song Chongjin alone.
Song Chongjin turned the tables, risking himself to lure the snake out and capture everyone involved at the farm in one swoop.
The most impressive part was that Song Chongjin could render them all powerless without bloodshed.
Once everything was settled, he sent the signal to clean up the aftermath.
The letter ended with boundless praise for Song Chongjin, lauding his strategic foresight and exceptional ans.
No wonder Song Hong was so pleased.
Song Wu couldn’t help but show a trace of a smile: "Master, our princely heir first destroyed the water bandits of Tiger Leaping Gorge, and now has rid the horse farm of its parasites. Who else dares to speak ill now? Among the younger generation, who can compare to our princely heir’s capabilities?"
"With these achievents, it goes without saying, our princely heir will be noted by His Majesty. Within a couple of years, upon return, honour and promotion are imminent! The Duke’s Mansion has its successor!"
Song Hong most loved hearing those words about having a successor.
After pondering, he said, "I’ve already received the news, so His Majesty must also be inford. I need to figure out a way to request a favor from His Majesty for that brat."
"Tomorrow’s council eting; this matter will be disclosed publicly. I look forward to seeing the faces of that old scoundrel from the Wang Family and that Ruan Family turncoat! They used those underhanded tricks back then, and tomorrow, I bet they’ll regret it bitterly!"
Song Wu smiled without speaking.
Once Song Hong reveled in his happiness, he was about to leave when Song Hong instructed, "Go to the back and tell Madam that it’s almost the New Year. The Eldest Brother and his wife are in the cold and arduous Northwest, unable to buy good things even with Silver. Have her send all the best things, those unavailable there, to the Eldest Brother."
Song Wu knew Song Hong was so pleased with Song Chongjin’s achievents that he wanted to reward him handsoly and naturally wouldn’t fail him.
He readily agreed, waiting a mont, and seeing no further instructions from Song Hong, he turned to leave.
Then Song Hong’s voice called out again: "Go to my storeroom and pick out so treasures. I recall obtaining a Treasured Saber during my ti there, sharp enough to slice iron like mud; find it."
"And there was a Gold-threaded Lock Armor I once wore. Now that I don’t need it, find it too and send it along."
Song Wu agreed verbally, but couldn’t help but feel a jolt in his heart.
These two items were not just ordinary treasures.
The Treasured Saber accompanied Song Hong for many years, having claid countless enemy lives, its very presence emanated a fierce killing intent.
And the Gold-threaded Lock Armor was Song Hong’s personal battle wear. After returning to the Capital City, though no longer needed, it was carefully preserved.
It was routinely maintained and cared for.
Sending these items to the princely heir had a deeper implication worth pondering.
Song Wu suppressed his shock, went to the rear courtyard, and relayed Song Hong’s instructions.
Lady Gao imdiately sensed sothing, asking, "Has sothing happened to the princely heir and his wife in Chicheng?"
Song Wu, knowing the news of Song Chongjin’s success would spread through the Capital City within days, didn’t hide it and briefly explained.
Lady Gao, upon hearing, was delighted. No wonder Lord Duke personally gave orders. Although she had already prepared a gift to send, with Lord Duke’s instructions, she felt even more secure.
However, being ticulous, she asked, "Are the princely heir and his wife well? Were they injured?"
Hearing this, Song Wu glanced at Lady Gao, then lowered his head, "The letter didn’t ntion, they should be fine."
Lady Gao gave Song Wu a knowing look, then said, "Alright, I understand. Leave it to !"
Song Wu left quickly, but outside, couldn’t help but wipe sweat from his forehead, glanced back at where Lady Gao lived, and lowered his head, departing.
anwhile, Lady Gao’s trusted maidservant, waiting for Song Wu to leave, ca over with a face full of joy: "Madam, you were right! The princely heir truly is one for great deeds, rebounding so quickly after being relegated to the Northwest! Thankfully, you always kept good relations with the wife of the heir-apparent, as aiding in hard tis surpasses embellishing success. Eventually, even if that matter—"
Lady Gao, upon hearing this, gave a sharp look, startling the maid into silence, dropping to her knees, slapping her own cheeks, saying, "This old servant is muddled! This old servant deserves to die—"
Lady Gao coldly watched the maid for a mont before sighing, "Stand up! Do not speak of this again; keep it buried in your heart! If it gets out—"
The maid shivered, quickly stood up, and remained silent by the side.
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