"What are you thinking about?" Xiang Minghou switched seats and sat down next to Ye Qianning.
Ye Qianning snapped out of her thoughts. "Dad, what kind of person is the Emperor?"
Xiang Minghou thought about it seriously for a moment before replying, "The Emperor is a wise ruler, skilled in governing the nation. He just has a rather foul temper."
"The kind that takes lives when he gets angry?"
"Mm… you could say that."
"..."
'Isn't that a tyrant?'
"So, have you never angered the Emperor?"
"Of course I have. But when a general is on campaign, he isn't always bound by imperial command. Whenever I angered him, he'd have the messenger delivering his edict secretly bring me a letter filled with curses. By the time I returned to the capital a few months later, his anger would have long since passed. It was all just empty threats." Xiang Minghou sounded a little proud as he spoke.
'So that's how it is!'
"General, the bun shop is just ahead," the guard's voice called out.
