Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 367: Special Agent 362 has turned into a commoner (8) at the third update

Chapter 367: Special Agent 362 has turned into a commoner (8) at the third update

Hearing the words from the Ye Family, Aunt Mei’s heart pondered that they intended to put her in an awkward position.

Who in the Ye Residence didn’t know that the Fourth Young Master was good for nothing but indulging in food and fun, and the only thing he certainly couldn’t do was study?

With a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, she said, "The Fourth Young Master went out with the master today."

Although she changed the subject,

who among those present didn’t know what kind of repute the Fourth Young Master, who topped the exams, currently had?

There was a sense of schadenfreude in the air.

Although Aunt Mei had returned to the Ye Residence several months ago, her life here was none of the relaxed and comfortable existence she had at the villa.

Thus, she had been looking forward to the day when Shaohua would split off from the main family, not wanting to stay here anymore.

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Meanwhile, Ye Qingweng deliberately wanted his two promising sons to socialize more.

"Lord Ye, I don’t understand, why bring the Fourth Young Master here?" Ye Qingweng had recently been promoted a level, and when his subordinate, Governor Liu, saw Ye Shaoming with a smile still on his face,

his brow furrowed at the sight of Ye Shaohua accompanying Ye Qingweng.

"This occasion was to curry favor with General Yang from the Third Prince. You know how much General Yang despises those weak, pampered scions with no real abilities—for all we know, he could grow aggravated..." Governor Liu frowned.

He knew what kind of man General Yang was.

Raised on the battleground, fighting alongside the old General, he was rumored to have even tasted human flesh.

As close as brothers with His Majesty the Emperor.

He once broke a prince’s wastrel son’s legs and not a peep from the prince followed.

As a civil official in the Imperial City, Ye Qingweng truthfully hadn’t heard such tales, he looked dumbfoundedly at Ye Shaoming, "Shaoming, is it true? Could General Yang break your brother’s legs? Why haven’t you mentioned this to me before?"

Ye Qingweng had long given up on his fourth son.

But in recent months, several of his colleagues, including a First Class official, had been repeatedly mentioning his fourth son to him, especially the Tai Fu.

Thinking of the high praise the Tai Fu had for his fourth son rekindled Ye Qingweng’s interest in Shaohua.

For such an important occasion today, after hearing a word from Shaoming, he brought Shaohua along as well.

Little did he know that Governor Liu would suddenly make such a remark.

At the words, Ye Shaoming merely responded indifferently, "General Yang is unpredictable; I really have no clue."

Yet he cast a sidelong glance at Shaohua, the expression on his face somewhat gleeful, especially with a hint of irony.

He knew well enough that his younger brother never attended poetry gatherings; he only fraternized with frivolous companions.

"The two sons of Lord Ye are truly distinguished," said a servant beside the Third Prince as he saw Ye Qingweng and smiled, then his gaze shifted to Ye Shaoming, "Young Master Ye, please go inside quickly, the Third Prince has already arrived."

The people here were obviously very familiar with Ye Shaoming, eliciting a respectful demeanor from the other officials.

Ye Shaoming glanced at Shaohua, who was shaking his fan nonchalantly, and then withdrew his gaze.

Shaohua followed the group inside.

"Is that the son of the Ye Residence who passed the imperial exams at fourteen?" The Third Prince looked at Shaohua, who even brought a birdcage with him, and couldn’t help frowning, "Why has he come as well?"

Clothed in a purple silk garment, looking exceedingly handsome, Shaohua caught one glimpse of the prince and understood why the original owner had fallen for this Third Prince in her previous life.

Holding a birdcage in one hand and a fan in the other, she completely disregarded the looks from others.

Upon hearing the Third Prince’s words, Ye Shaoming couldn’t help but give a bitter smile, "It’s all my father’s doing..."

Seeing his response, the rich young masters around him and the Third Prince understood the situation clearly.

So it’s because Lord Ye shows favoritism towards his illegitimate son.

They couldn’t help but think this.

Looking at Shaohua, merely an illegitimate son but clad in a robe that could be offered as tribute, made of Shu Silk, and with a Jade Pendant at his waist that clearly wasn’t ordinary,

compared with Ye Shaoming, whose attire already seemed modest.

They subconsciously believed that Ye Qingweng favored the illegitimate son.

"Don’t worry, when General Yang comes later, he’ll get what’s coming to him. Do they actually think the Third Prince and General Yang are so easily approached by just anyone?" A scion from a noble family, an associate of the Third Prince, gave Ye Shaoming a pitiful glance, then patted him on the shoulder.

His comforting words carried a tinge of schadenfreude.

Ye Shaoming had brought Shaohua today with exactly that intention in mind.

In the past few months, Shaohua’s demeanor in the Ye family had been thoroughly investigated by Shaoming’s agents.

An expert in debauchery, how could such a person rank higher than himself in the exams? Especially when Ye Qingweng praised him daily, how could Shaoming not feel jealous?

Especially since Ye Qingweng had convinced him to also bring Shaohua after learning of the Third Prince’s poetry gathering.

Initially, Shaoming had not wanted to bring Shaohua.

But upon hearing that the Third Prince had also invited General Yang, he agreed to his father’s request.

Everyone knew the last sort of person General Yang detested was someone like Shaohua, who only knew how to revel in pleasure and was utterly helpless.

In the Imperial City, few dared to offend General Yang, not just because he was the only son of the esteemed General, but also because he had grown up with Emperor Duan Yunxiu.

Emperor Duan Yunxiu was known for his ruthless and unsentimental methods; the only person who could get close to him was the household of the renowned General.

Because of this, most people chose to ingratiate themselves with the General Residence.

For this reason, no one dared go against General Yang.

Even the pampered young nobles would wish to flee eight hundred miles away at the mere mention of Yang Ziji’s fierce reputation.

So, seeing Shaohua here, the scholars and literati couldn’t wait to see which of Shaohua’s hands would be rendered useless by Yang Ziji after his arrival.

As the group was conversing, someone outside announced "General Yang has arrived"!

Ye Shaoming turned his head gently towards Shaohua, "Fourth brother, shall we go meet him together?"

Shaohua, well aware of the ill intent in the eyes of the Third Prince and his entourage, smiled and was unbothered, "Of course."

Seeing her smiling face, Ye Shaoming felt disgust inside, "Keep smiling, let’s see how you’ll smile in a little while!"

The door had been opened by the servants, and General Yang entered with an air of coldness, his first glance not at the Third Prince but at Shaohua, a flash of astonishment crossing his face.