Yan Du thought for a moment before going to look for Fan Siwen first. He hoped that Fan Siwen could submit a memorial alongside him tomorrow morning as a form of support for his nephew.
Fan Siwen had the intention to ease his relationship with his son, and after weighing the pros and cons, he felt that it wasn't a big deal, so he agreed.
As for Qi Feng, after he thought about it for a while, he agreed to write a memorial for his son.
Yan Du ran for a long time. In the end, including Fan Siwen and Qi Feng's endorsement, there were only seven or eight people who were willing to believe in Qi Haoran. This number was really not worth mentioning considering there were hundreds of ministers. Yan Du's memorial only resulted in a small ripple, like a really really small one. Soon, it was overshadowed by the good news from Jinghu's south road.
