The Prefect of Yuzhou was a corpulent man of about thirty.
It was currently mealtime, and he was sitting in the dining hall with two beautiful concubines serving him on either side.
Seeing him fly into a rage, the woman in green coaxed him in a sweet, soft voice, "Master, nothing compares to the importance of your meal. That damned censor has arrived, so let him come—why bother wasting energy on him?"
Chapter 336