Wang Xiang finished the day's lesson, then rose and headed home.
These days, Wang Xiang was quite busy, having to manage affairs at the Grand Minister of Ceremonies' Residence as well as lecture the emperor.
Of course, the lectures did not take place every day, unless the emperor contacted him of his own accord, saying there was something he did not understand.
Sitting in his carriage, Wang Xiang found it hard to calm himself.
Sure enough, Chen Qian had been too aggressive. He had contacted Zheng Mao without consulting him.
Of course, Wang Xiang himself did not oppose Chen Qian's attempt to win Zheng Mao over.
Zheng Mao never normally took part in struggles, but he had considerable influence in the Imperial Court. He had recommended many capable officials, and even though he seldom associated with them, they still constituted an enormous potential force.
Sima Shi had repeatedly tried to make him choose a side because he feared that choosing the wrong one would affect his many arrangements.
After all, Zheng Mao had not experienced many struggles.
Putting together the recent events, Wang Xiang concluded that the problem lay with Zheng Mao.
Yet Wang Xiang did not feel dejected.
When he first resolved to undertake this matter, he had already prepared himself for such things.
As his carriage approached his residence, he saw a group of people from afar, standing outside his gates, seemingly waiting for him.
Sharp-eyed, Wang Xiang recognized the visitor at once.
Grand Tutor Sima Fu.
A smile immediately appeared on Wang Xiang's face. He hurriedly ordered the carriage to stop, then swiftly climbed down and walked toward Sima Fu.
Taken aback, Sima Fu also hurried toward him.
"Your servant pays his respects to Your Grace the Grand Tutor!"
Wang Xiang immediately moved to bow, but Sima