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.
"The Overwatch Council charged into Ming Garden like this today because of Mr. Zhou," Ming Qingda glanced at his elderly mother and said evenly. "Do you think we should…"
The old Ming matriarch looked at him coldly. She knew what he meant. Housekeeper Zhou was the main housekeeper of the Ming family, and he was also the account's master of the Junshang Conference. He was too important. If they let the Overwatch Council find him, many of the Junshang Conference's secrets would be known to Fan Xian and, through him, the Emperor.
Regardless of whether it was for the protection of Ming Garden or the safety of the Junshang Conference, housekeeper Zhou had to die. However, there was a problem. The matriarch sighed gently and said, "It's not like you don't know, but Mr. Zhou was sent to us by the Eldest Princess. Whether or not to kill him, it is not our decision to make."