On the tenth day of the fifth lunar month, Zhou Tieyi yawned as he checked in at the Golden Throne Hall. After submitting the memorial requesting honors for Hu Wenlang, he sauntered out of Zhengwu Gate under the icy glares of the officials who seemed ready to skin him alive.
Waking up at the crack of dawn to go to work was hardly a pleasant affair, and having visited the Golden Throne Hall for the second time, the novelty had worn thin.
Likely because Zhou Tieyi’s combativeness during his first court appearance had been so formidable—using Dong Xingshu to establish his authority and essentially grinding the Ministry of People’s reputation into the dust, proving himself more than a match in verbal sparring—the officials today only glared at him. Without a solid handle on him, they dared not easily provoke another battle.
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