Far away from the shores of the lake could be heard the sounds of a mahjong game in full swing. Two old men glanced at each other and shook their heads.
"Fan Xian’s opinion was correct. The second one didn’t stand a chance, but in this government, many are unable to see it clearly." King Jing waved his hand and continued speaking, "The son I have is different from me, never aspiring to do what I’ve done. This worries me."
Fan Jing looked at him and said, "Hongcheng and the second prince are getting far too close for comfort."
King Jing began laughing coldly to disparage the conversation and shoo it away. "I think the second prince studied too much for his own good, and it has in turn made him dumb. Screw him! And Wan’er’s mother is a crazy bitch; I can’t believe he is allied with her. There is no possible way to suggest nothing bad will come of this. And as for my son? Pah! He is a complete imbecile, too."
