Chapter 37
By the lakeside in spring, there was a small courtyard.
An elderly gentleman had rolled up his sleeves and was brewing tea. The fragrant aroma wafted through the yard.
Not far away, a small cat lay lazily atop the courtyard wall. It yawned, stretched, and then rested its head on its paws, drifting back to sleep.
Before the old man sat a young man. Having finished his morning court session, he had already changed out of his official robes into casual attire.
“What did those people in court have to say?” the old man asked.
The young man smiled wryly. “What else could they say? They act as if it’s costing them their lives.”
“And His Majesty?”
The old man picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea. The young man quickly received it with both hands.
“The matter of reform will be discussed later,” Xiao Mochi said slowly.