I Am Truly Not a Treacherous Minister Your Majesty - Chapter 91



Chapter 4 Misunderstanding

Ling Yan didn’t understand what these people were looking at her for.

She looked down at her clothes, dressed very normally. Although it wasn’t the kind of exquisite clothing she usually wore when going out, but a relatively loose home-style dress, there was nothing wrong with it. And she wasn’t showing any skin, so why were they always looking at her?

“Um, Lord Grand Marshal…”

“What’s the matter?”

Qin Ji casually picked up the warm milk beside him, took a sip, and asked.

His eyes met Satellite’s, seeing Satellite’s expression.

Then, Qin Ji pondered for a moment and understood: “Ling Yan, go tell the butler that there is no wine at this banquet, let him bring good wine to entertain everyone.”

“Yes, young master.”

Ling Yan almost unconditionally obeyed Qin Ji’s orders, even though she knew her young master was sending her away, she still executed his orders very happily.

Watching Ling Yan get up and leave, Qin Ji looked at everyone present and then smiled:

“I don’t know what’s wrong with everyone today? Why are you staring at me?”

“Lord Grand Marshal…” Satellite looked at his colleagues around him with some difficulty, then mustered up the courage.

“Lord Grand Marshal, although I firmly believe in Miss Ling Yan’s loyalty to you, I didn’t expect you to take this step.”

Ah, no, what step did I take?

Qin Ji was completely puzzled.

“Although I know you trust her very much, being too close to Miss Ling Yan is not very beneficial to you. This is my advice to you,” Satellite said.

“……”

Qin Ji carefully glanced outside, then asked awkwardly:

“No, who gave you that impression?”

It was clear that his subordinates misunderstood his actions.

“Don’t hide it, Lord Taiwei,” Old Tang next to him winked, “Although Ling Yan was very loyal to you before, she never had the honor of sitting next to you and eating together. A guard is just a guard, after all. Have you ever seen a guard in Daxia eating with their master?”

Ah, this.

Qin Ji fell into deep thought.

Thinking about it, it seemed true. The reason Qin Ji was willing to let Ling Yan eat by his side was partly because he indeed trusted her, and partly because Ling Yan was almost inseparable from him every day. It would be too inhumane to have her stand by his side all day, so Qin Ji naturally allowed her to sit next to him.

But obviously, such treatment was rare in this world. After all, no matter how close a guard was to their master, they were still a guard. It was indeed rare for a guard to eat at the same table with their master.

Although Daxia was relatively open, such customs would not easily change.

“It’s really not what you think.” Qin Ji could only explain weakly.

“Your Majesty,” Weixing’s expression looked a bit serious, “Your relationship with Miss Ling Yan is indeed unusual in our eyes. If you act the same way in front of others, they will probably think the same as we do.”

“Your Majesty, think carefully. If you are really with Miss Ling Yan, what kind of political impact would it have…”

“You understand politics?”

Qin Ji looked at him with a smile.

This left Weixing speechless.

To be honest, as a general, Weixing was not very good at handling political matters. It was Qin Ji who had stuffed a bunch of books for him to read, which gave him a preliminary understanding of political affairs.

Now that he was bringing up these matters to Qin Ji, it was indeed a bit like showing off one’s skills in front of an expert.

“Don’t worry, I understand these things and won’t let myself or Daxia fall into a disadvantageous situation,” Qin Ji said, “But in the end, Ling Yan’s identity is indeed an issue. She can’t continue living with the title of a remnant of the Demon Sect. I think I need to work on this when I have time.”

“If it’s you, Lord Taiwei, I think it should be possible,” Weixing said while picking up a piece of braised pork ribs and eating it happily, “Although in the eyes of the Western Empire, His Majesty the Emperor is the spokesperson of Daxia, they also value you highly. It shouldn’t be difficult to clear her name.”

“Dealing with foreign countries is naturally not difficult, but domestically it is. The Demon Sect once poisoned the people. It will be hard for everyone to accept such a change in her identity in a short time.” Qin Ji shook his head. At this moment, Ling Yan walked in.

She came in carrying two jars of fine wine.

An officer immediately smelled the intoxicating aroma from the wine jars and became excited:

“Wow! Such precious wine! Sister-in-law is so thoughtful…”

“Bang!”

Before he could finish, the officer next to him quickly punched him on the head.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Ling Yan looked at the atmosphere, placed the two jars of wine on the table, and then curiously pointed at herself: “Is he calling me?”

“Uh… probably?”

Qin Ji was extremely embarrassed.

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That must be calling her, right? Is there a second woman here…

“Don’t joke around, Meng Chui, I can’t afford it.” Ling Yan smiled, then sat down in front of Qin Ji. “The young master’s marriage is a very useful resource, it depends on the benefits. What benefits can I bring to the young master?”

This statement left everyone present at a loss.

This statement, you could say it was a way to defuse the situation, but it left people unable to comment; you could say she was belittling herself, but the person involved seemed completely unperturbed, as if this was a very normal thing.

It’s quite absurd.

But what she said was indeed not wrong.

Qin Ji is the second-in-command of this country, holding both military and political power. His status means that everything about him could be extremely valuable political resources, not to mention something as significant as marriage.

For example, if a small country wanted to establish some connections with Daxia, but due to its small size and weak power, it didn’t qualify for a marriage alliance with the emperor or the royal family…

Then a marriage alliance with Qin Ji, the Grand Marshal, would be the best political means. After all, although the Grand Marshal is the second-in-command in terms of power, he is ultimately not of the royal family in terms of status, so there is still a possibility of a marriage alliance.

Given his status, marriage, which should be a ceremony recognizing love, is often materialized and wrapped in interests. This is a very cold fact.

“Stop it,” Qin Ji glanced at her, then, not knowing whether he was joking or speaking sincerely, said, “I told you, I can’t leave.”

“Who can’t leave whom?” Ling Yan turned her head, propped herself up with her hands, and leaned forward to ask.

“Tsk, you guess.”

“I won’t guess.”

“If you won’t guess, then hurry up and eat.”