The capital's yamen is not just a place for accepting complaints and settling cases; it manages a multitude of miscellaneous affairs, including monitoring the trends of the capital city.
If the rumor spreads throughout the capital that last year's wooden track project has significant flaws, and the capital's yamen either turns a deaf ear or is completely unaware, it would be inexcusable.
If some other officials bring the matter to light, Prefect You would absolutely be held responsible for negligence.
Master Wang cannot make the decision on this matter; he wiped his brow and hurriedly headed to the back hall of the yamen.
Upon hearing Master Wang's report, You Chenghui's head immediately felt several times bigger, feeling even more agitated than Master Wang.
For the past few days, his eyelids had been twitching. He had always thought it was because he was overly concerned about the security of the Lantern Festival.
