Zhang Dai nodded, still reasonably satisfied with Fang Xi's response, and said, "Good."
However, how to deliver instructions was no longer a matter for in front of Wang Ningdao, so he turned around and said, "The envoy has had a hard journey, reward him with five taels of silver!"
Five taels of silver?
Wang Ningdao was slightly speechless: "Thank you for the reward, My Lord Imperial Envoy!"
With that, he withdrew.
After a short while, Fang Xi took his leave of Zhang Dai and also went out.
Outside, a breeze blew, and Fang Xi's flushed face slowly subsided until it was hardly noticeable.
Walking a few steps along the corridor, this was an area of rockeries and ponds, yet devoid of human voices. Only at the very end of the corridor was someone still waiting—the Ninth Rank official envoy.
Fang Xi looked toward Wang Ningdao and found that Wang Ningdao, who had delivered the letter, had turned to look back, evidently also waiting for him.
Fang Xi walked over and asked Wang Ningdao, "You, is there still something you want to say?"
At this moment there were no other people around, so they spoke in low tones, and the people in the distance could not hear clearly.
Seeing that although Fang Xi looked as though he had calmed down, his face had turned ashen and had not eased up even now, Wang Ningdao possessed at least that modicum of the ability to read expressions.
Clearly, Fang Xi was young and hot-headed, angered by the contents of the letter. He looked calm, but in reality, he was even more furious.
In an instant, Wang Ningdao suddenly understood why the imperial court's Imperial Examinations valued "maturity".
Meeting a young man like this was akin to leaning against a powder keg; no one