*Capital*
The streets had become less and less peaceful, as the public opinion of the people tallied against each other. With the decision from the Emperor taking more time than needed, the supporters of the Empress felt uneasy.
Riding through the capital streets, Minister of finance, Zhào Susu couldn't help but grin at the groups of three or more huddled together at different spots tabling the issue.
He maintained this gleeful composure, until he was intercepted by the minster of Justice, Minister Yang, at the gates of the imperial palace.
Stepping down from his carriage, Zhào Susu spread his fan apart and stole a glimpse at the elderly man. "Minister Yang, what is the meaning of this?" He demanded, referring to the junior officials in red surrounding his carriage at all sides.
