"Little friend, do you have lots of questions? Why are others reading comics while I'm learning to draw, talking to a piano? Others are playing games while I'm in the corner memorizing my ABCs. I said I wanted a big~ big~ airplane..."
Wang Yang left Xie Xinghan's house and hummed all the way to the Prince of Badong's Residence, perfectly at ease.
After getting out of the carriage, he stretched, looked up at the imposing gilt plaque hanging high above the main entrance, quietly drew a deep breath, then strolled inside as though walking through his own courtyard.
"Hahahahaha! Zhi Yan! Zhi Yan! You truly are my lucky general! Yu Yi has surrendered! He's even agreed to persuade the other families to submit! I've appointed him acting Chief Clerk of Jingzhou! Those scholar-officials are all dumbfounded now! Come, come! Sit over here!"
The Prince of Badong rose to greet him personally, his steps swift as the wind, and pulled Wang Yang down beside him, grinning from ear to ear.
The assembled advisers watched in silence.
The prince was in high spirits, wanted to win Wang Yang over, and was laying the groundwork for maneuvering him into working hard. Holding tightly to Wang Yang's hand, he launched into an emotional speech:
"That stubborn old Yu Yi is no ordinary fucking hardhead! How many groups have I sent to him by now? We've carted out wagonloads of sweet words and harsh ones! Yet he kept sitting there like a block of wood! He made me so angry I nearly took a blade to him myself! Then I thought, in all of Jingzhou, the only man capable of talking that block of wood to life was you, Wang Zhiyan!
"That's why I called on you! Truth be told, although I knew you'd