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.
Ten li out of the capital, the group of carriages stopped for a rest. Yan Bingyun climbed down from the carriage, not seeing Fan Xian off any further. Watching Sir Yan junior's retreating figure, Fan Xian smiled warmly. He thought, Now that the Council has vital information that could be used against He Zongwei, there should be no problems in Jingdou.
Fan Xian would not underestimate He Zongwei. He trusted the Emperor's judgment. He knew He Zongwei must be capable of something. In front of the Overwatch Council, Scholar He's abilities often seemed insufficient. Thus, he could appear more relaxed when handling these problems. As to whether or not this kind of relaxed attitude was the correct one, it would depend on how things developed.