Not a single strand of wind ran through the Imperial Palace, and servants lined the gardens, holding long sticks and carefully striking the noisy cicadas from the trees, trying to keep any disturbance from the affecting the mood of the already unhappy Imperial Majesty.
A hubbub could be barely heard emanating from the Imperial Study, and the inner palace servants all exchanged glances, apprehension in their eyes.
"Bastard!" The Tian Sheng Emperor cried, throwing the Memorandum to the Throne into a man's face. "This is your good idea!"
The kneeling man looked up, panic covering his face. It was the General of the Five Armies, Qiu Shangqi.