Yun Qing had wanted to say it for ages. He had been like this ever since he returned! It was either "I'm not telling you" or "Go on, guess." What was going on, Little Huang?!
Of course, for the sake of his life, Yun Qing ultimately kept his mouth shut.
The morning breeze swept past the Tournament Platform, gently lifting their sleeves and hems. Yun Huang raised his eyes toward the distant tiers of halls and sweeping eaves. Drifting clouds filled the reflection in his golden eyes, yet not a trace of emotion showed.
After a long while, he raised his hand and tossed the Jade Slip back to Yun Qing, his tone flat. "Let's go."
Yun Qing caught the Jade Slip, a thought stirring in his mind. "Have you decided to go to Great Zhou, Brother Huang?"
"To the main hall." Yun Huang glanced at his elder brother, then turned and walked away.
"Let's hear what those juniors have to say."
Inside the Yun Clan Main Hall, Jiang Shouzhuo had nearly finished his third cup of tea.
When Yun Che and the others finally returned, he immediately straightened up, even his beard seeming to perk up. "Well? Well?"
The old man truly lived up to his reputation as a gossip lover famed throughout Heavenly Origin. He lowered his voice, but could not suppress his overflowing curiosity. "Was it really an invitation to the Great Zhou Ancestor Sacrifice? Who came? All that secrecy and dawdling took you ages."
Yun Che took his seat and replied unhurriedly, "Great Zhou's newly appointed Minister of Rites, Ji Chen."
"Minister of Rites?" Jiang Shouzhuo frowned. "That previous fellow, Ji something-or-other-didn't he just, with your people... you know?"
Yun Yuan snorted. "Great Zhou certainly knows which of its offices is the most detestable, and