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After Wu Chengsi's introduction, Li Cunxi finally recognized all of Wu Chengsi's sons.

I can only say that it is very different from the original history. Many people have never even heard of Li Cunxi's name.

However, the original history is obviously not feasible in this worldview. Just look at Wu Chengsi’s eldest son Wu Yanji and you will know that this kid is now in his twenties, and his children are almost as old as Wu Yuanhui.

Yes, that's right. Among these men, Li Cunxi saw a little loli with outstanding appearance at a glance. There was no doubt that this was Wu Yuanhui.

After being pulled to sit down by Wu Chengsi, Wu Chengsi's sons tactfully left the scene, knowing that the next topic was not what they should listen to.

Before the steward's tea was served to Li Cunxi, only Wu Yanji and Wu Yanhao were left among Wu Chengsi's sons.

Even Wu Yuanhui was sent back to his room by Wu Yanhao and Wu Yanxiu so that he could go to bed early.

"Cunxi, I knew that letting Yanhao follow you would not be wrong."

Wu Chengsi leaned back.

"What you have done in Chongzhou is truly amazing. I am proud of you. When you return to the court this time, His Majesty will surely reward you. By then, you will truly be on an equal footing with me."

Li Cunxi was naturally very humble for a while, thinking in his heart that after traveling through time for so many years, he could finally make a complete comeback.

From having his family broken up to living under someone else's roof, from just entering officialdom to being on the verge of becoming a high-ranking official, it was not easy to come this far step by step. The moment he became the governor of Henan Prefecture, Wu Sansi could not sleep at night.

"Since we have come to this critical moment, we can talk openly about some of our matters."

Wu Chengsi suddenly became serious, like a warrior about to step onto the battlefield. Facing the enemy force like a violent storm, he was solemn and dignified, yet brave and fearless in moving forward.

"You will soon take control of the central government and inherit all the political legacy left to you by the Crown Prince and the Prince of Xiang. Wu Sansi's dream of becoming the Crown Prince will be shattered, and the new Crown Prince will be chosen from among us."

"At that time, His Majesty's attention will be on the Crown Prince. If the Crown Prince does anything out of line, he will be deposed."

"Does the teacher-student relationship between you and me still count?"

Faced with such a sensitive question, Li Cunxi didn't know how to answer.

Facing Wu Chengsi's oppressive eyes, Li Cunxi suddenly remembered the golden token that Wu Yanhao returned to him before he came back from Chongzhou. This golden token was not used in the entire Chongzhou case and was finally returned to its original owner.

He took out the golden token and said:

“I will treasure this forever.”

Wu Chengsi suddenly became much gentler. He gave this golden token to Li Cunxi to save his life. Now Li Cunxi's answer was undoubtedly a reassurance to him.

"Cunxi, what I said in Xiaoshan will always count."

Li Cunxi was moved.

The teacher and student stared at each other for a long moment, each knowing that the other would do his best in the next position.

Wu Chengsi has waited for so long, there is no way he would just give up.

Li Cunxi no longer had the possibility to retreat. Carrying the expectations of the Li clan's descendants and the dreams of his brothers, he had to fight with all his might.

Wu Chengsi took a sip of tea and said, "I will be present in person at the grand court meeting tomorrow."

"There will be absolutely no mistakes in your promotion to the governor of Henan Prefecture."

At the same time, on the other side, at Li Mansion.

Many officials who had already received the news rushed to give gifts in advance to express their intentions.

After waiting outside the gate of Li's mansion for a full half hour, Zong Qinke and Zong Chuke finally met the butler Ma Rong.

"Butler Ma, I hope you will accept this small token of my appreciation. Prefect Li..."

Halfway through his words, Zong Chuke suddenly realized that something was wrong and quickly changed his words.

"Oh, no, Lord Li will be promoted tomorrow, maybe he will be the governor of Li Mansion tomorrow.

"I hope Steward Ma can pass on a few words for my two brothers when you are in a good mood."

Ma Rong opened the scroll and flipped through the calligraphy and paintings inside. He took a look and immediately couldn't take his eyes off it.

He, who never took any treasure seriously, took a deep breath, then carefully placed the calligraphy and painting in his hand on the table, with a rare greed in his eyes.

"Is this for me?"

Ma Rong swallowed and asked.

"This is a gift from my two brothers. I hope you will accept it, Steward Ma."

Zong Qinke was afraid that Zong Chuke would not be able to say anything nice, so he spoke first, acting extremely humble.

"I understand. I will say a few good words to you two when the time is right."

Ma Rong kept breathing, and his eyes were almost fixed on the calligraphy and painting.

"Butler Ma, thank you for your kindness. My two brothers are here today mainly for another purpose."

Zong Qinke blushed and seemed a little embarrassed to speak.

Ma Rong, who was deeply tempted by calligraphy and painting, suddenly remembered that what Zong Chuke said just now was not to say good words, but to spread a message.

Thinking of this, he finally shifted his gaze to the two of them.

"I wonder what message do you two adults need me to convey?"

Zong Qinke and Zong Chuke looked at each other, and Zong Qinke spoke up:

"My two brothers are willing to go through fire and water for Lord Li. Lord Li, please accept my two brothers so that we can have more power in the court."

Ma Rong's pupils suddenly contracted, and his gaze moved from the two old men to the calligraphy and painting. Without saying a word, he rolled up the calligraphy and painting and put it back into the scroll.

Seeing Ma Rong like this, Zong Qinke and Zong Chuke thought that the matter was over.

Judging from this situation, Ma Rong is bound to return the calligraphy and paintings of Cai Yong, a great artist from the late Han Dynasty, to them.

However, after Ma Rong sealed the scroll, he did not take the next step.

"This is an easy thing to do." Ma Rong sat down slowly. "I will accept this painting, but I have one thing to say. I, Ma Rong, cannot guarantee whether the master will accept you."

"Thank you very much. Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, this calligraphy and painting is a small gift to Butler Ma."

Zong Qinke and Zong Chuke achieved their goal and did not stay any longer. After saying goodbye to Ma Rong, they were escorted out of the house with courtesy.

After returning to the main hall, Ma Rong picked up the scroll and looked at Xuguzi and Qiao Tai who came out from the back hall.

"You two can handle the next ones. I won't be jealous no matter how many gifts you receive. You two will never know that what I hold in my hands is the original calligraphy of Cai Yong, a great calligrapher from the late Han Dynasty."

"The Imperial Censor Zong Qinke and his brother are really generous. They just gave away something like this without any hesitation."

Qiao Tai didn't understand much, but just after hearing the word "Han Mo", he thought it must be something awesome.

Xuguzi on the side crossed his arms.

"I am old now, and what I like now is just a few pieces of silver. Now that I have finally gotten close to the master of the family, making money is naturally the most important thing. If you give me less, I really won't care."

Ma Rong, who was about to walk out, stopped and turned back and said:

"Damn it, look at how greedy you are."

"I, Ma Rong, have a great reputation throughout my life, but it's all because of you two. You made me become a slave in the Li Mansion."