Chapter 1158 - 330: Feng Zhaoyang Arc (13)_6
Wang Haoran didn’t speak for now. He first walked to the window, looked around to check the surroundings again and again, confirming there was no one nearby, and verified three times that the Celestial Craft Workshop array was active, then breathed a sigh of relief. He then asked a maid to bring over a pot of tea and began brewing it in front of Feng Zhaoyang.
The tea water gurgled as it poured into the tea bowl. He began to blow on the tea leaves slowly and methodically, occasionally taking a breath to feel the temperature of the tea. When the tea’s temperature seemed about right, he took a sip. It was still a bit hot, so he made a hissing sound to cool it, then took out a folding fan and began to cool the tea soup.
When the tea soup’s temperature was about right, he took a sip. The tea flavor still felt a bit weak, so he frowned, took out another elixir, and put it into the tea soup. Only after the elixir started melting in the tea soup did he take a satisfied sip.
Hmm.
Not bad, very satisfactory.
"Damn, the plot is so dragged out. If the crew saw you, they’d bow down to you!"
Feng Zhaoyang was sweating all over his forehead, feeling like he could kill someone right now. It was like someone was speaking mid-sentence and suddenly stopped, such torture, he was already cursing in his heart, not caring about so-called Master Wang: Old Dog Wang, could you please say everything in one go? Don’t start talking and then just stop. Someone like you is destined for a bad end!
Wang Haoran had calmed down a bit now:
"You don’t understand. My character is set to be mature, steady, and reliable. I’m a well-known figure in the Celestial Craft Workshop. Aside from the point of marrying into the family, I’m generally regarded as a very calm, big-shot kind of character, so I can’t show too much excitement now, I need to slowly calm down."
"Do you know how big shots act? Big shots cross their hands on the table, frown slightly, keep a straight face, showing no emotion, with a pot of hot tea and various books placed beside as props."
"Only then does what I say have credibility, otherwise if I’m all loud and boisterous, you won’t trust what I say, nor will I believe what I say, and my character setting will collapse."
Feng Zhaoyang stared at Wang Haoran: Big brother, what are you talking about? Weren’t we discussing Yuchi? How did it turn to your own matters?!
Wang Haoran continued:
"You know, I’ve put in a lot of effort to maintain this character setting of mine."
"To make everyone inside and outside the Celestial Craft Workshop feel that I’m reliable, I don’t smile in front of outsiders, even when smiling, it should only be a slight lift at the corner of the mouth, forming a wicked, knowing smile, that’s what a big shot does."
"Have you seen the emperor looking goofy in court? That unreadable expression is what a big shot should have, otherwise you’d just be a clown. But you can rest assured now, I’ve already calmed down, so let’s continue the conversation."
Wang Haoran leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on Feng Zhaoyang, as he pulled open a drawer with both hands and took out a letter.
The envelope wasn’t handed directly to Feng Zhaoyang, as that wouldn’t fit the image of a big shot. He lightly pressed the letter on the table with his index and middle fingers, keeping it pinned there and, with a slightly indifferent, scornful look, eventually pushed the letter towards Feng Zhaoyang.
"Seriously, who are the people around me, all actors?"
"Big brother!"
"Let’s not do this, you’re taking away the courtesan’s livelihood!"
Feng Zhaoyang couldn’t help but laugh and cry, as he clumsily took the envelope, opened its already unsealed flap, and found a portrait inside. Goodness, isn’t this supposed to be Honest Yuchi?!
Besides the portrait, there was also a sheet of letter paper. He unfolded it, and the content was very simple.
"Greetings, old friend Master Wang, if you have time, please help me find this person. This person is quite crucial, and I hope you can offer some assistance."
Feng Zhaoyang understood; someone wanted to find Yuchi. Who is looking for Yuchi, and considering that they could ask Wang Haoran for help, this likely isn’t a small entity, perhaps some major family in the State Capital, did Yuchi have some conflict with them?
Wang Haoran calmly said, "Yes, as you saw, another power is looking for Zong Liangqing. This power is the Celestial Capital Department in the State Capital, specifically, its director."
"The Director of the Celestial Capital Department!?!"
Feng Zhaoyang spat out a mouthful of blood, unable to suppress his emotions any longer. What does this mean? Why is the Director of the Celestial Capital Department looking for Yuchi? Forget everything else, just looking at the director of that department, frankly, besides Wang Haoran, he’s the top figure in the entire State Capital, bar none. Even the emperor can’t be compared to the director of the Celestial Capital Department.
After all, to put it nicely, the emperor is just the emperor, but to be blunt, he’s merely a City Lord with some palaces, and those palaces aren’t even serving him, but prepared for guests visiting from other states, like State One visitors or State Two visitors, ensuring safety and privacy are maximized, like a real Imperial Palace.
Essentially, the emperor isn’t much of anything.
The Celestial Capital Department, whether in the State Capital or another major city, is the most domineering of the Four Major Institutions, far more powerful than the Defense Department, the Demon-slaying Bureau, or the Imperial Decree Department. So, if you have a problem with the director of the Celestial Capital Department, that means having a problem with all Four Major Institutions in the State Capital!
So what’s the deal with Yuchi? What does the director of the Celestial Capital Department want with him? Is it possible that this deity also had a conflict with the director?