All six officials believed that An Jing was deluding herself. With the cucumber seedlings already rootless, they were certain to die.
Except for Li Jifan, Official Liu and the others all felt that it would be good if An Jing resigned from her position.
After all, An Jing was a woman, and it was an absolute farce for a woman to hold office. It was clearly men's work, and for a woman to meddle was simply better ended sooner rather than later.
Master Zhou then gave a bow to An Jing and said, "Lord An, as I said earlier, if these cucumber seedlings survive, I will call you my 'auntie' from now on. Since you don't think it's possible, what do you suggest we do?"
Was this not a bet she was being challenged with?
An Jing's smile deepened, "Gentlemen, I'm sure all of you have families, and I do not wish to ask for much. I simply propose that when the time comes, each of you wash the feet of your wives and concubines. How does that sound?"
