In the blink of an eye, it had been nearly half a month since the Crown Prince was confined, and the Crown Prince's mansion remained tightly shut. The Crown Prince had not shown his face once, and the Emperor had never mentioned it again, leaving the court officials of the capital exhausted by the Emperor's ever-changing temper.
Zhou Shuren returned home exhausted, changed his clothes, and lay down, unwilling to move. "I'm dead tired."
Zhulan felt a pang of heartache. She took the teacup and fed her husband water, then set the cup down and said, "You might as well give up the idea of resting."
Zhou Shuren pressed his temple, "The Emperor has been causing even more trouble these past few days, having dismissed several officials, creating an atmosphere of unease. The efficiency of all departments has dropped significantly. I had long since given up the thought of resting. If the Ministry of Revenue isn't stable, heh, the efficiency will be even worse."
