Seeing Wild Daoist go to summon the others, Su Ziji waited quietly, gazing at the bright moon, his heart full of emotion. "The great waves wash out the gold; only now do I understand the meaning of the sages of old."
Where in this world was there absolute loyalty? It was all sifted out through trial after trial. The whole process was one probation after another, until the variables were gradually cut away.
For society, cutting away variables meant stagnant, lifeless water. But for organizations and superiors, cutting away variables was the goal they pursued tirelessly all their lives.
Politics, power struggles, even morality—everything was meant to reduce variables.
King Xiang of Chu wandered in Lantai Palace, attended by Song Yu and Jing Cha. A gust of wind came whistling in, and the king said, "How delightful is this wind! Is it something I share with the common people?"
Song Yu replied, "This is the wind of the king alone. How could common people share it?"
Could its hidden meaning be stretched this far?
Just as he was thinking this, footsteps sounded, and six or seven people filed in one after another, all kneeling together.
"Greetings, Your Highness!"
"My lord!"
"Enough, rise. There are no outsiders here, so get up." Su Ziji waved a hand, beaming. Only then did they rise.
Su Ziji did not waste words and said directly, "Last night's events showed that you have all done your utmost. I saw it all. Merit must be rewarded. Sun Ping, receive my order."
"Sun Ping is here." Sun Ping hurriedly stepped out and bowed.
"Sun Ping, I order you to resume your post as Residence Commandant."
"This subject obeys Your Highness's order." Though Sun Ping was old, having just watched that farce unfold, he instantly realized that Prince Dai's