The eunuch Zhou wiped a bead of sweat for Prime Minister Song.
This master really dares to say anything, doesn't he fear that the Emperor will take offense and dismiss him?
Yet, nothing happens to him, the Emperor shows no sign of anger.
Glancing at Emperor Chu, Eunuch Zhou thought perhaps the Emperor appreciated Prime Minister Song's casual and down-to-earth conversations?
"Raising a child without discipline is like killing him, have you already made your eldest son work?" Emperor Chu retorted.
Song Zhiyuan didn't blink and replied, "My son is still young, only thirteen, still studying. But, I have given him an estate to manage himself; the harvests come to him and are stored in his private treasury."
Emperor Chu was taken aback, "How does he manage?"
