That punch left Xiao Yin stunned. It did not hurt, but it had dragged his dignity through the dirt.
Fei Zhong refused to let up. With his eyes closed, he swung his little fists, poised to strike again.
Lu Xiong and several generals hurried to separate them. Really, this Fei Zhong-ever since becoming Minister of Personnel, his little mustache had curled right up to the heavens. Who was he to cast suspicion on a general who had solved Great Shang's financial troubles and rendered such great service?
Feeling Lu Xiong restrain him, Fei Zhong made a show of struggling a few more times and inwardly breathed a small sigh of relief.
Thank goodness Lu Xiong had intervened. If he had been left to fight Xiao Yin alone, he would not even have known how he died. Had there not been other generals present, he would never have dared throw a punch. At most, he would have spat at him.
The scuffle drew plenty of attention.
A quick-witted official had already reported it to Yin Pobai, commander of the Royal Guards.
Inside the hall, Zi Shou was bringing the Kongtong Seal down again and again. He still had not finished the walnuts on his plate.
A frantic Yin Pobai rushed inside, a rolling ball of flesh that nearly startled Zi Shou.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
Zi Shou narrowed his eyes, picked up the Kongtong Seal that had fallen to the floor, blew on it, and said slowly, "Has a fight broken out outside?"
"Yes... Your Majesty truly foresees everything. Minister Fei and General Xiao had a bit of an argument."
Zi Shou shook his head. What foresight? I was the one who told Fei Zhong to do it.
"Understood. Take the Royal Guards and go help."
Yin Pobai looked surprised. "Help?