The peacock's clear cry shocked many powerful figures in the Divine Capital.
At the Right Chancellor's residence, the Right Chancellor abruptly looked toward Daming Palace and muttered, "They really have no shame left."
The Left Chancellor, who was visiting, coughed lightly and offered a friendly reminder. "Old Wang, what exactly are you questioning?"
The Right Chancellor laughed in fury. "Left Chancellor, how could such methods silence all the wagging tongues under heaven?"
The Left Chancellor smiled too. "We never intended to silence every tongue under heaven. Silencing yours will do. What the people get to know is up to the Imperial Court."
The Right Chancellor quickly calmed down. "Left Chancellor, was this your doing?"
"No."
The Right Chancellor began to relax. "I thought so. Your methods wouldn't be so crude."
The Left Chancellor continued with a smile, "It was Xie Pulse Master's doing."
The Right Chancellor said, "...Great skill needs no ornament, and the great Way is simplicity itself. Just what one would expect of Xie Pulse Master."
The Left Chancellor clapped and laughed. "Old Wang, what I admire most about you is that even as Right Chancellor, you still know when to bend and when to stand tall. If my spine were half as soft as yours, I wouldn't be having such a miserable time at court."
The Right Chancellor chuckled. "If you're having a miserable time, what are all the other civil and military officials supposed to say? You're just deliberately playing the lone minister because His Majesty backs you." He paused, then warned her solemnly, "Left Chancellor, you're utterly devoted and extraordinarily clever, yet you pin your hopes on His Majesty's mercy. Aren't you gambling with your life?"
The Left Chancellor shook her head. "I'm no lone minister. I may not have as many partisans as you,