By the time he returned to his room in the inner court, it was already late at night.
Lord Zheng sat by his desk for a while, his mind involuntarily recalling the "confrontation" between the Regent and the Fifth Prince.
Indeed, their confrontation lacked the grandeur of soldiers rallying in the autumn battlefield, yet it was a mutual understanding known to all.
The affairs of a nation, resolved in a manner akin to a street martial arts contest, might seem like child's play, but in truth, it was quite typical. In his past life, on a trip to Mount Li, Lord Zheng toured the cave where Jiang Jieshi once hid.
He exhaled deeply, dismissing all the stray thoughts in his mind, then stood up, walked over to the basin, and scooped up water to wash his face.
In his previous life, he endured great hardship and fatigue, so in this lifetime, Lord Zheng had always yearned to live a more relaxed life as long as conditions permitted.
