The blind man laughed and said, "Perhaps, in Prince Jingnan's view, my lord, you don't need to take that path of forging relationships. Take Prince Jingnan and Prince Zhenbei, for instance; do they need to establish connections with anyone?
Their own strength is strong enough, their positions are high enough, below them, it's all about relationships."
"There's no mistake in saying that, but it's still not my habit. Playing dumb to outsmart is more my taste, haha."
"Haha."
"Alright then, go and bring them in. I'll wait for them in the command tent."
Lord Zheng immediately turned back,
and the blind man found a guard to fetch He Chunlai for cooking,
while he leisurely peeled an orange and entered a tent, where A Ming was leaning against it, drinking wine.
"You say, how could our lord have such good fortune?"
