A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
"Torrential river water? A flooding Yellow River?"
"Rise, you are now the true master of the Ming family. You don't have to be so careful in front of me."
Fan Xian took his measure of Ming Qingda with an amused gaze, and then picked up his bowl to slurp up more noodles to eat.
Ming Qingda had secretly come to Xinfeng Restaurant. He had been very careful to avoid the eyes and ears of everyone, and he also felt a bit nervous. After all, a sorrowful and angry atmosphere was building in Suzhou. All ten thousand of the Ming clan were watching this master. If others knew that he had come secretly to see the imperial envoy, he probably wouldn't be the master for much longer.
However, although they had met today, the imperial envoy would still not say anything clearly. Ming Qingda found this to be a bit peculiar.