Chapter 0171: Counterfeit

In early December, Fourth Master's letter arrived back at the manor.

Ye Zao, of course, had no qualifications to see it, and neither could Lady Li.

Fourth Master, far away a thousand miles at the Yunnan-Sichuan border, had already been there for half a month, and the conflict had long since been resolved. Now it was just about post-war affairs.

After all, these affairs involved ethnic tribes, and the treatment of the Tusi leaders couldn't be too arbitrary. Fighting was permissible, but killing had to be considered carefully.

Memorials were sent to the Capital, but couldn't be delivered immediately.

Prince Zhi, Fourth Master, and a crowd of others were essentially just waiting for news.

Wrapped in his cloak, Fourth Master sat inside the tent, the bamboo house leaked air from all sides, to which he really wasn't accustomed.

The weather here wasn't necessarily colder than in the north, but the bone-chilling cold was indeed something that even clothes couldn't keep out.