Chapter 1952: The Law of Balance! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Wang Chong said nothing. He could guess at what Old Master Yao was thinking and sense what he was feeling, but he was unmoved. For him to let Yao Feng go despite the grudges between the two clans was already quite lenient.

Wang Chong's greatest concern was the answer he desired from Yao Chong. A matter of state was far more important than a puny Yao Feng.

His status and cultivation level were no longer the same, and his field of vision had naturally changed as well.

He and Yao Feng no longer lived in the same world.

”Go!”

Old Master Yao waved his hand. It was no longer proper for Yao Feng to hear what came next.

Yao Feng did not dare to argue. Lowering his head and holding his face, he quickly left.

Once Yao Feng was gone, the entire room fell silent. All of the maids and guards also withdrew. Wang Chong could sense that there was not a single person within several dozen paces of the room.

Wang Chong glanced at Yao Chong, his expression turning serious. He knew that it was time for the main topic.

”Your Highness, everything has its trail. If you truly want to find some clues, you should look through the palace books from thirty-some years ago. What you find might surprise you. This is the most I can tell you.”

As Yao Chong spoke, he sighed and slowly stood up.

”Your Highness, it's getting late. I won't keep you. For some things, knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing. Your Highness, remember, the fewer the people that know about this, the better. Sometimes, even speculation is a crime.”

Wang Chong felt his heart pulse as these words reverberated through his mind.

Yao Chong seemed to be implying something, but no one could really guess as to what the old fox was really saying.

”Thank you, Minister Yao!”

Wang Chong stood up, bowed, and said no more, beginning to make his way toward the door.

'Palace books from thirty-some years ago' was already more than he had expected from Yao Chong. Wang Chong was confident that if he followed this trail, he would find something.

Just when Wang Chong was about to reach the main gate, a voice called out. ”Wait a moment!”

Startled, Wang Chong stopped and turned around.

After some hesitation, Yao Chong had followed Wang Chong.

”Your Highness, do you know why it is that I do not enjoy raising flowers or bamboo, instead choosing to raise so many birds and hang up so many bird cages in this Four Quarters Embassy?”

”I do not.”

Wang Chong smiled, knowing that Yao Chong would give the answer.

”Haaah…”

Yao Chong sighed. He walked to a place not far from the main gate, put down his cane, and took a hwamei from a metal footstool.

Unlike the other birds, the hwamei was not in a bird cage. Instead, a thread on its right leg kept it tied to the footstool.

Yao Chong untied the thread, and the hwamei began to jump around in Yao Chong's palm, happily singing. It was clearly extremely familiar with Yao Chong.

”The birds I raise are the finest specimens gathered from across the land. The guards of Four Quarters Embassy worry that they will fly away, so they use threads to tie them to metal footstools, but they have no idea that these birds will never fly away.”

As Yao Chong spoke, he lightly pushed his palm upward. The hwamei happily flapped its wings and took off.

But the hwamei had only flown a few dozen feet before its body grew unstable, and it plunged from the sky back to the ground.

”Balance?”

Wang Chong frowned as he uttered this word. With his perceptive Psychic Energy, he could see everything clearly. The reason the hwamei had lost its balance and fallen to the ground was that Yao Chong had cut several feathers from its right side.

The cut was not very obvious, but the feathers had been carefully selected so that the left and right feathers were now 'out of balance'.

The tail feathers had also been trimmed!

”Yes, balance!”

A look of praise flashed in Old Master Yao's eyes as he looked at Wang Chong.

”I stood in the court for decades, experiencing all kinds of storms: factional disputes, political disputes, militarist-Confucian conflicts, struggles over imperial authority… No matter how great the wave or which two sides were fighting, I managed to stand firm. No matter which Emperor was enthroned, I had their favor. This was all because of balance.”