"Alas, listening to the rustling bamboo amidst the official quarters, suspecting it to be the sound of people's suffering."
"Indeed, one day the official army collects taxes from the sea, driving cattle, eating beef."
"Talented Yuan's 'Farmer's Song,' didn't expect the young master to be well-versed in poetry and prose," Su Hongtao remarked in surprise.
"Taught by my wife, though I've only mastered a few lines, my skill is just so-so."
Su Hongtao swayed with intoxication, his spirits rising, babbling on: "Yuan Zhen, Yuan Weizhi, lacked morals in their early years, later in office they appeared to cozy up to the powerful eunuchs, but what of it? Punishing lawlessness, addressing contemporary issues, positioned at the center, serving as Minister of the Left, ultimately became loyal ministers and virtuous officials in the annals of history... Immortalized, renowned for generations."
Chen Yi nodded slightly, "Anshan Gong also has a clear reputation, surpassing Yuan Zhen."
