"Glug, glug..."
From the wine pot on the table, green plums bobbed up and down in the cloudy liquor.
Beside the table, Zhao Douan only smiled:
"Prime Minister Li jests. My Zhao family is small and humble, only wishing to toil like dogs and horses for Your Majesty, with no aspirations for scholarly family status."
Ah, he only had aspirations for the Imperial Family...
Li Yanfu didn't know his thoughts and even if he did, he wouldn't care. He leaned back against his chair, appearing very casual, and sighed,
"Sometimes, when you reach a certain position, many things are not for you to decide whether you want to or not.
Take family, for example; it's not necessarily up to you to want to expand and branch out. If you don't want to, can you ensure your family members or relatives don't want to either? It's easy to control oneself, but hard to control those around you."
