"If there truly is great turmoil, it is the Imperial Court's matter."
"The Court's affairs are the world's affairs, and thus the common people's affairs. Do you think we can escape unscathed when the world falls into chaos?" the young man shouted:
"Restoring order, for the Court, for the people, is also for ourselves!"
He clasped his fists:
"Zhang is willing to be loyal to the Imperial Court, even to the death!"
"Bullshit!"
Someone growled:
"Look at this main road, all these years, every single day of the year, isn't it always filled with disaster victims?"
"Ask the passersby, on this road, by the river, isn't there someone dying every single day? Are there not more corpses in the river every day?"
"When has the Imperial Court ever cared about the life or death of the common folks?"
"Young brother, you've read quite a few books and seen the suffering in the world. Ask yourself honestly, is such a Court, such officials worthy of loyalty?"
"Worthy..."
"To die for?"
