"Hmm?" Fourth Master saw that she remained silent and stared at her.
"I dare not say. I do not know." Ye Zao was very straightforward.
Fourth Master frowned, "You really are..."
"If I said it, and later, you recall it and feel that I'm grossly disrespectful, what then? Have you not heard of the tale where... remaining peaches are fed to the master..." Ye Zao also stared at Fourth Master.
Fourth Master then became somewhat displeased. What did she take him for?
However, Ye Zao was very calm.
Although she could not remember, there indeed was an Emperor in Chinese history who was like this.
A once-beloved person's every word was cherished, but once out of favor, all was considered fault. Wasn't the tale of the remaining peaches just such an anecdote?
"You, sigh." Fourth Master sighed, left speechless by her.
"Could it be that the Great Qing's Taizu was also a petty fellow?" Fourth Master's voice was very soft, audible to only the two of them.
