Wei Ting's face was as wilted as a frost-bitten eggplant, his eyes dark and dull.
Everyone who saw him assumed he had been reprimanded again and was now utterly disappointed in the Emperor.
The relationship between this sovereign and his subject had reached a dead end.
After the morning court session ended, it was still some time before noon.
Emperor Wu Su was reviewing memorials, glancing up from time to time at the water clock placed on the right side of the hall.
The floating indicator in the water clock hadn't moved in what felt like an eternity. "Li Yuzong," Emperor Wu Su said impatiently, "go see if that water clock is broken."
Li Yuzong went over to inspect it. A thin stream of water was still flowing, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.
'The Emperor is complaining that time is passing too slowly…'
Li Yuzong announced with righteous conviction, "Reporting to the Holy Emperor, the water clock does indeed have a problem. It's no longer accurate."
