Inside the palace, in the Imperial Study.
The Emperor listened to Song Zhiyuan's report, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Do you think Grandmaster Fu's words are credible?"
Song Zhiyuan replied, "I believe they are credible. At this point, there's no need for him to hide anything. Moreover, I was testing him, and his response was instinctive."
"Caught him by surprise," the Emperor laughed sarcastically, "Isn't Grandmaster Fu furious enough to expel you, his unruly student, from his tutelage?"
Song Zhiyuan sighed helplessly.
The Emperor appeared pleased. It was good that there were no other wills; and if there were, it would be as if there weren't any.
"With Princess Consort Ji returning to the capital, the Ji family is jumping around making a fool of themselves and causing lawsuits. Your Majesty, what do you think?" Song Zhiyuan spoke of a scene he witnessed on his way back to the city and what he had heard.
