"Hmph, his grandson was only fifteen at the time, yet he ordered all the officials to come and wish his grandson longevity. Simply ridiculous!"
"This act was merely to showcase Sulin Prince's authority and eliminate dissenters."
Zhao Xing nodded, acknowledging that in the Great Zhou's traditional customs, wishing longevity was usually something that juniors did for their elders.
Mi Fei was already a hundred years old, writing congratulatory messages for a fifteen-year-old child, also being made to present paintings as gifts, how could it not be absurd?
This was akin to calling a stag a horse, purely an insult, using this matter to demonstrate his own authority.
Even after a long time, Mi Fei was still not satisfied.
He then pulled Zhao Xing to another place: "It's so dark here, let's find another place to drink."
Swish swish~
The two of them rode the clouds together, flying from the government office to another location.
