"Yes, I'm back." Zhao Douan smiled, took off his outer robe, and tossed it to the young girl who had come running, before he turned his head and gave solemn instructions to the old housekeeper:
"Lock the doors tightly. Some people might come to visit, but block all of them—except for those from the palace or the Imperial Court."
The young girl, dressed in a goose-yellow dress and wrapped in a green waistcoat, paused with an odd expression on her face:
"Big brother, have you caused trouble again?"
With this scene of barring the doors to ward off disaster... Given Zhao Douan's track record of stirring up big events, it was hard not to make that assumption.
Especially since Zhao Pan, having witnessed it firsthand, saw Zhao Douan debate with Master Zhengyang.
"What do you mean 'trouble'? I was settling issues on behalf of the court, you know?"
