Shen Tang could not help voicing a feeling that came straight from her soul.
"Zheng Qiao is truly a man riddled with contradictions."
Qi Shan asked, "Riddled with contradictions?"
"There are things about him that I find difficult to understand."
Chu Yao asked, "Five, you find Zheng Qiao difficult to understand?"
"If you call Zheng Qiao foolish, he endured humiliation and bided his time. Without some brains, he would never have survived the hands of Xin Country's old ministers, much less made it out of the inner court. But if you call him clever, you can't see where his cleverness lies. He took such a splendid situation and ruined it into this ghastly mess. Xin Country's National Fortune was already nearing its end, so Geng Country's conquest of Xin Country had cost it little. If he had simply settled down to recuperate, without those foolish acts of indulging the soldiers under his command in massacring cities and looting, or humiliating the Xin Royal Family, he might well have been able to scheme for the entire northwest..."
Perhaps it was simply his nature. Or perhaps he had grown up in the inner court, seeing the dark intrigues of the harem so often that he had absorbed them by osmosis and come to enjoy using those underhanded, vicious methods as well. But no matter how one looked at it, he had won and climbed to a position above ten thousand others.
He had a glorious situation in his hands, yet he insisted on courting death.
He had played a royal flush and somehow turned it into a pile of scraps.
Chu Yao smiled. "Because Zheng Qiao is extremely conceited. He is very clever, and in his youth, his natural gifts were exceptionally high. Otherwise, why would renowned scholars and masters have ignored