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As night fell, the entire mansion was enveloped in a serene darkness. At this moment, Lin Feng summoned Lu An to his side. Once Lu An respectfully stood before him, Lin Feng slowly spoke, "Since your uncle has allowed you to stay in my residence, you may feel at ease here from now on."
Lu An quickly bowed and replied, "Thank you, Fourth Prince, for your hospitality. Xiao Ren will certainly do his utmost."
Lin Feng nodded slightly and continued, "There are a few rather tricky matters at hand, and I would like to hear your thoughts on them."
Lu An raised his head, looking steadfastly at Lin Feng, and asked, "What does the Fourth Prince refer to?"
Lin Feng said, "Three days ago, I was unfortunately framed by others." As he recounted the story, a previously unknown past gradually unfolded before Lu An.
When Lin Feng finished speaking, Lu An fell into deep thought. After a while, he broke the silence and said, "In my humble opinion, although the Cheng Family is distant, Wei An remains close. We might find a way to sow discord between him and the Crown Prince."
Upon hearing this, a glimmer of light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes as he found the suggestion quite clever. He thought to himself that it would be good to teach Wei An a small lesson; it would allow him to vent some frustration without causing too much of an uproar.
"There is also another matter," Lin Feng continued. "Recently, the mansion has been short on funds and urgently needs to generate income. Therefore, I wish to establish some enterprises for profit."
Lu An spoke confidently, "In my view, we could start with industries that have considerable profits, such as tea or silk; both are excellent choices."
The master nodded slightly in agreement and said, "That sounds very good! You shall oversee this matter along with the steward. I entrust this task to you."
Lu An hurriedly responded with respect, "As you command!"
Afterward, they engaged in a detailed discussion on how to create discord between Wei An and the Crown Prince. They spoke in hushed tones at times and furrowed their brows in deep contemplation as they devised strategies.
Thus, they spent quite some time on this discussion before it finally came to an end. After hearing Lu An's words earlier, Lin Feng discreetly sent several people from the back courtyard to closely monitor every move of Wei An.
Meanwhile, Wei An had returned home from the Crown Prince's Residence yesterday in a foul mood. He was like a frostbitten eggplant—sitting at home all day without stepping outside. The Crown Prince's furious outburst had truly left him anxious and unsettled.
It was important to note that he had served at the Crown Prince's Residence for quite some time; his past schemes had always pleased the Crown Prince without any missteps.
Wei An cradled his head in his hands, his brow furrowed deeply as he struggled to devise a solution to the difficult situation before him. Time ticked away, and thoughts surged in his mind like a relentless tide.
After what felt like an eternity of painful contemplation, a realization began to crystallize: the Crown Prince did not truly intend to abandon him; that day’s outburst had merely been a momentary fit of anger. With this thought, the heavy stone that had weighed on his heart began to lift, only to be replaced by a new worry.
If that were the case, what strategy should he adopt next to regain the Crown Prince's trust and favor? He continued to rack his brain for various possible plans, completely unaware that the daylight outside was fading.
Suddenly, a spark of inspiration flashed through his muddled mind like a bolt of lightning. Yet before he could revel in this newfound idea, reason doused his excitement like a bucket of cold water. He slowly shook his head and sighed inwardly: this method was far too cruel and ruthless; if put into practice, it might even lead to the Crown Prince's demise!
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