How to Elegantly Talk Your Own Father into Ruin

Ever since they entered Chaoge City, the formerly quiet post house had turned into a marketplace.

The various feudal lords, people who normally had nothing to do with one another, seemed to have planned it together. As soon as one finished performing, another took the stage.

Some carried lavish gifts, some traded on old friendships, and some even shouted "Old Brother!" before entering the door.

They had only one goal.

To persuade Su Hu to accept his fate.

Their arguments were all much the same, repeating the same few lines over and over.

"Brother Su, listen to your brother's advice. Those two are now The King's most favored men. If you offend them, I'm afraid life in Jizhou won't be easy from now on."

"For your beloved daughter to enter the palace and serve The King is a blessing earned over several lifetimes. How can you still not understand?"

"Minister Fei and Minister You meant well, too. Don't disappoint their good intentions."

"For the sake of one daughter, you're risking the future of all Jizhou. It isn't worth it!"

Even after being driven out, these people still left behind a few sarcastic remarks before departing.

And all of this was watched by "Su Daji."

Every day, she continued playing the role of a weak and obedient daughter, serving Su Hu tea and water, massaging his shoulders and pounding his back.

Yet in the course of their conversations, she always imperceptibly and subtly implanted certain thoughts in him.

"Father, did you quarrel with those officials again? Why bother? What if you ruin your health?"

"Father, I heard the servants say that everyone outside is claiming you're arrogant because of your achievements and disrespectful toward The King... What should we do?"

She never urged him directly. Instead, she used this silent, gradual