"Huai, is the thing really related to the Marquis of Fengyang?" In the room lit up by candlelight, Old Grandma had not slept yet, frowning and sitting in the chair.
"Yes, the thing is now in the hands of the Marquis of Fengyang, and the Ministry of Personnel cannot give me any tasks temporarily." Qin Huaiyong remained silent for a moment, his eyes looking very tired.
Being a newcomer in the capital, he was not familiar with everything yet. The most annoying part was that he had arrived in the capital as ordered, but the specific tasks for him had not been decided yet. It was said that his work arrangement was being reviewed by the Marquis of Fengyang. As for how long it would take, it was hard to tell.
"So, you will have to follow Mrs. Qin to attend the banquet of the Marquises' Mansion of Fengyang?" Old Grandma was a wise woman, and she became clear about his son's idea after hearing what he said.
