In the grand courtyard of the Government Office, among the family heads, even if someone secretly cursed others as spineless cowards, when face to face, they would still greet each other with warm pleasantries.
"Mr. Ding, your cough is so severe, could it be that you've caught a cold? Maybe you should go back and rest," Scholar Hu said to a thin and frail official across from him.
"It's... it's nothing." Mr. Ding hurriedly covered his mouth with a handkerchief, took the opportunity to pop a Medicine Pill into his mouth, and after catching his breath for a while, said, "When the Lord summons, it must be a matter of great importance to our locality. What is a mere cold compared to that?"
He put on a show of determined loyalty, causing Scholar Hu to twitch his face, thinking to himself, you're the one who criticizes the Officials most vigorously, thought you were tough, but I was wrong!
"Mr. Hu, why didn't your family's grandmaster come?" a local noble "concernedly" asked.
