"Chirp, chirp!"
Just then, a white shadow flashed past outside the ox-cart, seemingly accompanied by a fox's cry. Su Ziji fell into thought and said nothing more. As the ox-cart swayed, Ye Buhui leaned against the cushions, seeming slightly drunk and drowsy. Su Ziji did not disturb her, instead taking the chance to quietly ask the maidservant, "Was the Imperial Grandson's Consort given any trouble?"
The maidservant who had accompanied Ye Buhui to the palace banquet had naturally been carefully vetted by Su Ziji; there was no question of her loyalty. She did not dare say much, merely lowering her head and replying softly, "Your Highness, the Imperial Grandson's Consort was not troubled by anyone. It is only that... she ate very little at the banquet."
Though the maidservant had answered only briefly, Su Ziji instantly gleaned several scenes from the inner banquet through her reply.
Among them was, unmistakably, the scene of Princess Xinping taking out the Book of Songs and reciting it. Once he saw that scene, what was there left not to understand?
So Xinping took out the Book of Songs. Bu Hui knew I had written it for Xinping, and she got a little jealous. Su Ziji thought to himself, unable to stop himself from shaking his head with a smile. This side of Bu Hui was rather adorable.
This method of swiftly obtaining accurate information also left him quite satisfied.
"This divine ability is excellent. Unfortunately, the higher a person's status, the less effective it becomes."
"Below Seventh Rank, merely asking verbally is enough, and it is exceedingly accurate. Above Seventh Rank, one must formally seek instruction, and what one obtains is correspondingly less. Above Fifth Rank, it is rarer still."
"If they are above Third Rank, even if one sincerely seeks instruction and they