Li Qingxian smiled. "What is there to worry about, Brother He? Even if they disband it, it'll only be a change of name. The Street Patrol Office might be gone, but there could be another office. As long as you still have your cultivation and your ability, what is there to fear?"
"It's not fear. This is like having a baby-you're happy whether it's a girl or a boy, but until it comes into the world, you just can't settle your mind," He Lei said.
Li Qingxian thought for a moment, then said, "You came from the River Guard Army, and you have real ability. Even if Official Song takes over the new bureau, you'll still be heading an office."
"Oh? Little Li, have you heard something? Can you tell us more?" He Lei's eyes lit up.
Everyone else turned to him with wide eyes, too. Only Yu Ping kept his gaze on the cold dishes.
He Lei really is a slippery old hand at officialdom, Li Qingxian thought. He knows I'm close to Zhou Chunfeng. He brought this up because he wanted to ask about that.
Li Qingxian smiled. "There isn't even the first stroke of the character yet, so I can't really say anything. All I can say is, when soldiers come, send generals to block them; when floodwater comes, pile up earth to hold it back."
"True enough." He Lei nodded.
They chatted for a while before noticing that several dishes still hadn't arrived. He Lei glanced over and said, "Who'll go hurry them along?"
Han Anbo, sitting at the lower end of the table, rose with a smile. "I'll go ask."
Quite some time later, Han Anbo pushed the door open and entered, followed by a waiter carrying steaming pork coated in rice flour.
"It's busy