After entering the winter, a season when no one really wishes to stir, time somehow marched on even more quickly. It seemed like just the other day winter had begun, yet in the blink of an eye, it was already the last time this month that Zhou Shuren attended the early court assembly. After today, he could rest for the entire next month.
Clutching a brazier in his arms, on this final day, Zhou Shuren was finally able to avoid waking up early and enduring the cold. He shifted his somewhat cumbersome legs encased in two layers of knee protectors. He couldn't walk quickly, and instead moved at a slow pace.
Today's early court was not peaceful as Zhou Shuren acted like a backdrop, appearing as if he saw through everything without showing it. He monitored Marquis Ning out of the corner of his eye during the assembly.
