That night.
Cyan Wood Province, Governor's Mansion.
Zhou Chihe looked with slight surprise at the woman not far away and said, "E Li, is this matter certain?"
Zhou Eli had discussed with her master and was now recounting the fabricated story at length.
At this moment, she was coldly and indifferently stroking the long sword, saying, "The first time, he refused because Wang Fengyang was too disrespectful. The person saw through Wang Fengyang's pretense of recruiting, realizing it was just to curry favor with the Prime Minister, so he naturally refused.
The second time, he showed his talent, and we sincerely invited him.
Compared to those noble generals with military power, intertwined with imperial power, people like you who are scholarly should actually be in the same place."
Zhou Chihe was silent for a moment.
The words "scholarly people" awakened many memories for him.
