After tucking the confidential letter into his sleeve, Jia Xu glared at Guo Jia. "His Majesty hasn't changed, but you really have grown arrogant and conceited. It's bad enough that you won't reflect on yourself, but you even have the gall to laugh."
"You think you're something special now that you're Grand Minister over the Masses, do you?"
Guo Jia pleaded for mercy. "All right, all right, I know I was wrong. Stop lecturing me. I'll change, won't I?"
"Don't tell His Majesty about this, or I'll get another scolding from him."
Jia Xu said with a perfectly straight face, "As His Majesty's subjects, how could we conceal anything from him?"
"Rest assured, I shall report everything to His Majesty exactly as it happened."
Guo Jia immediately panicked. Clamping his hands on Jia Xu's shoulders, he cursed, "You fat old bastard! You really won't show a colleague any consideration, will you?"
"Let go! My shoulder is still wounded! His Majesty personally sucked the clotted blood from that spot. How dare you touch it!"
"I'll touch it if I want! So what if His Majesty sucked out your clotted blood? I've even slept foot to foot with His Majesty in the same bed! Have you?"
"Hah! Keep boasting!"
"You don't believe me? Come on, let's go see His Majesty right now! Ask him whether it's true!"
Bickering noisily, the two left the palace and gradually disappeared into the distance.
Time flowed on, and a month soon passed.
It was a very busy month.
With Cao Cao dead, the realm of Great Han was essentially united, but small bands of rebels were still causing trouble in some regions, requiring troops to be sent to wipe them out.
In addition, because quite a few commandery and county officials had been implicated in