Song Yunzhao set down her teacup and said in all seriousness, "I love to eat and drink, but I know nothing of the craft of tea growers or Imperial Chefs."
Consort Lu couldn't help but laugh out loud. "That's certainly true. Given our status, why would we ever need to do such things ourselves?"
Princess Consort Zhuang also let out a laugh. "Indeed. However, Consort Lu doesn't seem entirely clueless. I've heard the Right Minister is working so tirelessly for the victims of the snow disaster that he's neglecting his own rest, even arranging for padded winter coats and other supplies. Such concern for the people's welfare... he is truly befitting of a Prime Minister."
At Princess Consort Zhuang's words, Song Yunzhao glanced at her. Princess Consort Zhuang's father, Left Assistant Prime Minister Wang Xuanfan, was part of the Left Minister's faction. With the Right Minister making such a major comeback, the Left Minister was probably the last person who wanted to see it happen.
