Flowers Bloom from Battlefield

376 Shameless Old Man Number 2

Soujin quickly found his grandfather in the garden talking with Princess Xiao Meng. Going by the princess's expression, Soujin didn't want to imagine what his grandfather said to her. He rubbed his forehead silently. These two were truly troublemakers. Unfortunately for him, they were also his family.

"Prime Minister Nanglong Souka, is there any important matter today?" Soujin called with an indifferent tone to his grandfather. He followed by greeting the two people on the side, "Princess Xiao Meng and Tang Xuan."

Xiao Meng smiled kindly, "We are just talking about the recent events in Ming City."

Despite Xiao Meng brushed the matter off like that, Soujin knew that his grandfather's mouth was not that kind. He peered off to his grandfather with inquiring eyes, but his grandfather just put an innocent expression on his face, not showing any trace of his wrongdoing.

"Is the trade going well, Princess Xiao Meng?" Soujin shifted the topic.

Xiao Meng nodded her head, "There is nothing that you need to worry about, General Soujin. We have come into term about the trade, and we won't change the agreement blindly."

Hearing her answer, Soujin smiled slightly. His handsome face looked even more dangerous for a moment and Xiao Meng was stunned. With this pair of devilish faces, she truly wondered how their child would look like. Both the man and woman were simply too attractive!

"Tang Xuan, is there any problem?"

Tang Xuan shook his head, "I just hope you can stay away from Princess Xiao Meng. If there is anything you need to discuss, I'm here to lend my ear."

"There is no need for that," Soujin arched his eyebrow and pointed his chin to his grandfather, "I'm only here to take the Prime Minister away because there are other important matters this old man had to do."

Nanglong Souka glared at his grandson. He had already finished his task, so this youngster must be lying to take him away from this place. If this young man wanted to give him more task, he should prepare himself to write a few meters essays for the emperor to complain about this annoying grandson of his.

"Thank you, General Soujin," Xiao Meng showed her gratitude.

Nanglong Souka felt that he was hated by them as Soujin pulled him away. Not literally as Nanglong Souka walked by himself to follow Soujin after saying his farewell to the two people behind them. When they have reached far enough, Xiao Meng's face contorted.

"Is he really a prime minister?" She looked towards Tang Xuan with indignant eyes.

Tang Xuan shrugged his shoulder and put a slight smile. He had only met with Nanglong Souka once previously and his image of this old man was indeed someone terribly annoying. Of course, he didn't question the other party's skill in negotiation. He was more curious about the other party's ability in talking nonsense as that was basically what that old man do for hours.

"He is indeed the prime minister."

Xiao Meng was speechless when she saw Tang Xuan's nonchalant manner, "Someone like him would already been smacked in Gu Yue Kingdom."

"Long Kingdom is essentially different with Gu Yue Kingdom. The river had separated the two areas for decades and with time, the culture became different. You shouldn't assume that the people here are the same with the one in our kingdom," Tang Xuan explained calmly.

Xiao Meng nodded her head and picked the cup on the table. In any case, the negotiation was basically over and only some formalities left. She was not really in a hurry for she enjoyed her time here quite well. There were so many interesting things to do aside from reviewing the trade with Yan and tried to strike here and there.

"Let's return to rest."

Tang Xuan waved his hand and Steward Du came forward. He prepared the carriage while Tang Xuan told the servants about their departure. There was nothing else they need to do in the palace for today.

On the other hand, Soujin dragged his grandfather back to the hall. Yan stared at the two incoming people with a helpless manner. He was about to return back to his workroom and now they came to the hall again. What was it this time?

"Soujin, you little annoying brat," Nanglong Souka retorted indignantly, "Why did you take me away from that place? I have not finished talking to that princess and Tang Xuan."

"If you stay there for a second longer, I don't doubt the image of Long Kingdom would plummet in their eyes," Soujin answered in a cold voice. With his grandfather's conduct, there was no better representative than him if one wanted to make other people impression worsen.

"Not that I want to do that," Nanglong Souka shrugged.

Yan rubbed his forehead, "Prime Minister, please don't forget that there is another stack of work for you to do. I have ordered the servant to put them in your workroom."

"What? I have finished the last batch, right?" Nanglong Souka asked indignantly. He had finished his work, okay? What did this young emperor mean when he said that there was another batch of work again? Did he unintentionally offend the two of them?

Internally, he complained vehemently as he truly wished that someone could be on his side for once. He was not a working machine, alright!

"That was the work for last week," Yan explained. He looked towards Nanglong Souka's darkened expression as the old man was on the verge of explosion. He shrugged his shoulder and waved his hand. Shu 'kindly' lead Nanglong Souka to his workroom where numerous paper already put there. The sight nearly made the old man truly explode in anger.

Soujin approved Yan's action for he did think that his grandfather workload was not as much as before. Originally, Yan wanted to decrease the old man's work in consideration of his old age, but after seeing Soujin's expression, he changed his mind.

"It's already afternoon. Don't you need to accompany your wife?" Yan shifted the topic.

Soujin nodded his head. He really wanted to return and spent his time with Jun Hua again. He walked outside the hall and went towards the stairs when he abruptly stopped his step. His line of sight was looking around carefully.

From this distance, there was nothing wrong could be seen. However, his sense had been sharpened over the years of his time as the general. He knew. There was a faint smell of blood, where did it came from in this big city? His gaze moved here and there before it finally stopped in one direction. A foreboding feeling arose within his heart.

As his expression, his feet stomped hard on the ground, pushing him to one direction. At the same time, his mind prayed hard. 'Don't let it be his residence.'