"...By this decree!"
The imperial envoy eunuch, with a long stubble, closed the imperial edict and, with a smirk that was not quite a smile, looked at Yang Ge behind the incense table performing a ceremonial bow, "Lord Yang, receive the decree."
Yang Ge stretched out both hands, "This humble servant Yang Ge receives the decree, may our Emperor live for ten thousand, ten thousand, ten thousand years."
The eunuch with the imperial edict passed the holy decree into Yang Ge's hands.
Yang Ge stood up, stared with dead fish eyes at the eunuch, and said with a smirk, "Wei, aren't you an imperial secret guard? How come you are also delivering decrees now?"
It never occurred to him that the eunuch delivering the decree would be Wei Heng, the legendary imperial secret guard he had once encountered.
He had reason to suspect that this formidable eunuch, who even grew a beard, was the sheath the Emperor Xiping had found for him.
