Round and round, Mi Fei actually returned to that desolate place.
"Mr. Mi truly has a fate tied to this place," Zhao Xing sighed.
"What year was he dismissed?" Zhao Xing asked.
"The 59th year of Yuan Shou," Meng Kun replied.
"It's been over twenty years," Zhao Xing pondered, "Alright, I'll take a trip to the palace to meet His Majesty."
"Grand Minister of Agriculture seems to value this person highly?" Meng Kun said, "He indeed has capabilities, but he also has quite a knack for causing trouble. Look, among his mistakes was even assaulting Lord Ji Xuanqing of Xichang Prefecture, and notably, a member of the royal family. That is the Emperor's grandnephew."
"Let's go inquire first," Zhao Xing said.
Mi Fei naturally had abilities, hailed as the ancestral master of civilian strategies in the Ministry of Agriculture; such a title was no jest?
