Aside from the little farce at the beginning, the banquet had ended on a note of mutual enjoyment between host and guests. Afterward, Wang Xuan arranged lodgings for the people from Jizhou.
As for Han Fu and the others from Jizhou, Wang Xuan was in no hurry to arrange anything for them. There was nothing wrong with giving them a chance to familiarize themselves with the surroundings. He had never taken Han Fu seriously, nor did he believe they could stir up any trouble. Under the overwhelming tide of events, one or two people simply could not contend with it.
That day, Wang Xuan arrived at the government office a little earlier than usual. Of course, for Wang Xuan, this counted as early. For Xi Zhicai and the others, they had already been busy for more than two hours.
Liu Bei was somewhat worried about Xi Zhicai and the others' working conditions. Would they work themselves to death?
From before dawn until midnight, they had almost no time to rest. There was no helping it—the civil officials were insufficient, and the frantic construction involving hundreds of thousands of people across the vast Qi Commandery made every aspect of the work exceedingly complicated.
Forget hundreds of thousands of people—even the manager of a ten-person company would be so busy all day that he would lose all sense of direction...
Wang Xuan, however, took a very open-minded view of it. "Duke Xuande, you can't think about it that way. You know that they wanted to work hard before, too, and manage the affairs of a commandery. But did they ever have the opportunity?"
"No!" Wang Xuan's tone suddenly rose. "Whether it was Xi Zhicai or Zao Zhi, they both longed to realize their ideals and ambitions someday. But they never had the