"Even if we need to deal with them, we need a legitimate reason. They are all part of the Xiliang princess's dowry. We do not have the actual right to deal with them. Any slight misstep could lead to gossip."
"The Xiliang people might be waiting for this opportunity to attack us with this as an excuse. If we can tolerate it, we should tolerate some of it. We should even let them make mistakes, and only after finding solid evidence can we uproot them!"
Feng Jin understood the special nature of their identities and knew that in interstate relations, even the smallest matter could become a fuse for war between two countries.
On this matter, they had to be extremely cautious and not allow the Xiliang people to grasp even a sliver of their handles.
"My wife is indeed exceptionally wise, hitting the nail on the head with a single sentence."
He was truly fortunate that Feng Jin was not his enemy, otherwise, he truly had no full confidence in being able to defeat her.
"You're being frivolous again when we're discussing serious matters!"
She glared at Ling Mohan with a look of reproach. Why did he always change the subject now, and insist on saying meaningless things, leaving her unsure of what to say.
"What I'm saying is also serious."
Ling Mohan said it as a matter of course, not feeling at all that he had said anything wrong.
If even praising his own wife was wrong, then that would truly be unreasonable.
"Suit yourself!" Feng Jin said with some helplessness, too lazy to argue with Ling Mohan about these trivial matters anymore.
After a pause, Feng Jin continued, "Then how do you plan to deal with these Xiliang palace maids and attendants?"
"I'll leave it to my wife's discretion, let them be."
After much consideration, it was indeed only the method Feng Jin suggested that would be most effective.
There were still several days before reaching the capital, which was just enough time for them to continue causing trouble, and then seize the opportune moment to eradicate them completely.
"However, this method takes too long. What if they remain well-behaved after reaching the capital? What will you do then?"
As Feng Jin's words fell, Ling Mohan's expression instantly became solemn. He had indeed not thought of this aspect just now.
"Throwing a brick to attract jade." Feng Jin reminded him kindly.
Ling Mohan instantly understood what was going on, and a smile curved his lips. He leaned down and stole a kiss on Feng Jin's cheek, "My wife is truly my strategist."
"Don't get your saliva on my face."
The sticky feeling on her face was very uncomfortable. Feng Jin rubbed her face vigorously with some disgust.
If you're going to kiss, why must you get saliva on my face? Isn't it disgusting?
"If you wipe it again, I don't mind..."
Before Ling Mohan could finish his sentence, his gaze had already conveyed the meaning.
Feng Jin immediately understood what was happening, and her small face flushed instantly. She slapped the man on the head.
"Throw out all those dirty and unspeakable things in your head. If you dare to have such thoughts again, I don't mind helping you change your brain."
She wasn't someone who hadn't performed brain surgery before. Although the medical conditions were relatively backward now, she was still quite confident in helping Ling Mohan replace his brain with a healthy and uncontaminated one.
Although Feng Jin's lips were curved in a smile, it made him feel a bit chilling, and a cold sweat broke out on his back: "There's no need for that."
It was true what they said, the most venomous heart belongs to a woman. One must never offend a woman, otherwise, you wouldn't even know how you died.
Ling Mohan had witnessed Feng Jin's superb medical skills, especially that scalpel, which seemed to be sharper than the sword in his hand.
If Feng Jin wanted to do it, she could truly help him change his brain.
"If you dare to be dishonest again, I'll really help you change your brain."
Feng Jin took out a scalpel from somewhere, waving it around, giving the impression of preparing for surgery.
"You put down the knife in your hand first!"
Feng Jin's demeanor with the scalpel was quite chilling. Ling Mohan hurriedly asked her to put it down, as he didn't want to have nightmares late at night.
Glaring at the man, Feng Jin took the scalpel herself and began peeling an apple.
The scalpel was extremely sharp, and the apple was peeled very smoothly. Feng Jin kindly handed the peeled apple to Ling Mohan.
"No need, I like to eat them with the skin on."
With that said, Ling Mohan picked up an unpeeled apple and began to eat it.
If Feng Jin continued to fuss like this, he might develop a phobia of peeled apples in the future.
"Good intentions mistaken for ill intentions."
Feng Jin snorted coldly, taking the apple in her hand and biting into it fiercely as if it were Ling Mohan, venting her dissatisfaction.
"Young General, your subordinate has something to report."
Lu Shi's somewhat flustered voice was heard from outside the door.
Ling Mohan's eyes narrowed, he got up, opened the door, and said in a deep voice, "What is it?"
"Young General, the palace maids from Xiliang have gotten into a fight, and three people are already injured."
As Lu Shi reported the matter, a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes. These Xiliang people were truly troublesome.
In just the past two days, they had caused quite a few problems, complaining that the food didn't suit their taste, or that the bedding was too hard to sleep on. Today, they even dared to fight directly.
Escorting them to the capital was truly the most vexing task of his life.
Ling Mohan's expression instantly turned gloomy: "Go and see."
"I'll go too," Feng Jin said quickly, getting up to follow.
By the time they arrived, the people had already been separated. Feng Jin was surprised by the scene.
This was the first time she had seen women fighting and brawling. The scene was indeed quite something.
Several palace maids had visible scratch marks on their faces, their hair was a mess, hairpins were scattered in their hair, bedding had fallen to the ground, and there were many broken teacups on the floor.
Feng Jin walked in cautiously, afraid of getting injured by the shards.
"What happened?" Ling Mohan's voice was extremely cold.
"Reporting to the Young General, it started with these two young ladies arguing over the unfair distribution of bedding. Then these few also got involved, and finally, no one knew who threw the first punch, and they started fighting. Fortunately, they only suffered minor injuries," Lu Shi recounted what he knew.
"And you're fighting over such trivial matters!"
Ling Mohan said coldly, his face even more somber.
These young palace maids were only fifteen or sixteen years old. Startled by Ling Mohan's reprimand, they instantly froze, afraid to move.
"For engaging in unauthorized combat, how would you be punished according to your Xiliang customs?"
"Young General, according to our Xiliang customs, if palace maids engage in unauthorized combat over a matter, regardless of who is at fault, both sides will be punished by kneeling for three hours and are forbidden from consuming water or food for one day."
The one who stepped forward to answer was an older nanny, who was also the person in charge among them.
"Then you will be dealt with according to your Xiliang customs. Additionally, each person will be punished with ten strokes of the ruler, to help you remember your lesson."