A few days later, the Wang Family Mansion was serene and quiet in the morning. Icicles hung from the eaves, glistening under the sunlight.
Outside the mansion, a light snow was falling.
The morning court session had just ended. Wang He'fu, still in his official robes and wearing a red cape, was returning to his mansion in a snow-dusted sedan chair. As he arrived, he saw the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, a man with a goatee, already waiting for him at the entrance.
Wang He'fu's expression was calm. He deliberately took a towel from a nearby servant, wiped his hands, and only then did he ask softly:
"Lord Shi, has a verdict been reached in the Drumming Institute's review case?"
As the Vice Chief Minister and Prince Huai'an's maternal grandfather, he had to avoid any suspicion of involvement in his grandson's case.
Cold sweat beaded on the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review's forehead as he carefully uttered a few words.
"Your Excellency... it was rejected."
