Chapter 165: Often by the Riverbank

grong, Xiao Zheng saw his own reflection. His eyes were sharp, his nose was straight, and he exuded an air of heroism. Using a bowl to drink white wine was something Xiao Zheng hadn't done in ages.".... 。The deputy minister thought that since he was just making general remarks, Xiao Zheng would just give a casual response, thank him, and that would be the end of it. 。To my surprise, Xiao Zheng tal...