"Gao Shimu has contributed a great deal to the Gao Lineage!"
Zuo Xiaoduo sighed. "I imagine Vice Principal Gao, with his high position and great authority, has so many people and affairs to attend to that he has no time to offer incense to his ancestors every day. The only person qualified to do this, and to have done it year after year, is Gao Shimu. I take it these incense offerings have never ceased over all these years? That is probably how these eighteen years of peace and stability have been maintained."
"Otherwise, I fear something would have happened long ago."
Utterly convinced, Madam Gao said, "Master Zuo, your discerning eyes blaze like torches. Everything falls within your calculations!"
For eighteen years, she truly had paid her respects morning and evening without fail. And she had indeed done it herself.
The other ladies, too, were now staring at Zuo Xiaoduo with shock written all over their faces and disbelief filling their eyes.
He was truly remarkable!
He clearly had not examined anything, yet he could explain every single matter with perfect clarity!
Such household minutiae surely would not appear in any intelligence reports, yet he had laid them bare with a single utterance, overlooking nothing. He had even exposed, one by one, numerous details from twenty years ago. Such abilities were truly unfathomable.
"May I ask, Master, why must it have been Madam Gao?" Master Pang was not expressing doubt or challenging him, but sincerely and humbly seeking instruction.
"If the highly placed Vice Principal Gao had offered incense every day as the head of the household for eighteen consecutive years, with such devotion and care, bolstered by his status and position and a heart full of filial piety, how could the ancestral spirits have secured his fortune for