"Zhong Hui!!"
When the roar came from outside the door, the brush in Zhong Hui's hand jerked violently, leaving a large blot of ink on the paper before him.
Zhong Hui gritted his teeth, deeply pained.
Zhong Yu, meanwhile, shoved open the study door and barged in.
Seeing Zhong Hui seated at the desk, Zhong Yu's face blazed with anger. "You wretch!! Was provoking a few commandery governors and members of the Nine Ministers not enough for you? Now you dare provoke even one of the Three Excellencies who holds real power?"
"Brother, this is a memorial I'm writing to His Majesty on governing the Wu Kingdom. That shout of yours has brought terrible suffering upon the people of Wu~~"
His face stern, Zhong Yu strode forward, pushed Zhong Hui aside, and sat down in his seat. Zhong Hui helplessly took a seat beside him.
"Brother, Wang Chang was in a hurry to see His Majesty, but I guessed it was only about arranging for Chen Tai to go to Jianye. That wasn't important at all. My business was more important, so I went in to see His Majesty first. What was wrong with that?"
"Hah, your business was the most important? What did you go to see His Majesty for? To remonstrate with him? Or to express your dissatisfaction?"
Zhong Hui smiled and said, "To draw up a strategy for His Majesty to govern the Wu Kingdom."
Zhong Yu did not believe a word of his nonsense.
He said again, "Zhong Hui... stop provoking these veteran ministers at court. Don't think your talents and His Majesty's favor give you license to do whatever you please!"
He wanted to scold him further, but suddenly fell silent.
Zhong Hui looked at his elder brother. Why had he stopped after only one