Fu, the high-ranking chancellor, has retired.
The reason? He was sixty, the age for retirement, and had reached a full cycle of sixty years. It was time to retire and enjoy his old age.
But isn't Chancellor Fu living far too comfortably after retiring?
Look at him and his wife: admiring the scenery one day, looking at flowers the next, fishing, grilling meat, and playing the pipa.
Even His Majesty the Emperor can't stand it anymore. If he doesn't find Chancellor Fu something to do, he'll get jealous!
But Chancellor Fu devoted his whole life to serving the country, offering countless sound policies and rescuing the realm from peril. It wouldn't be right to bring him out of retirement again.
Seeing the murderous looks in the eyes of the ministers around him, the Emperor said:
"Then Chancellor Fu can write down the story of his glorious life!"
"Guards, deliver my decree. Order Chancellor Fu to write his memoirs."
Chancellor Fu: "My memoirs? I suppose I should start with my childhood?"
Madam Yun: "What nonsense. Of course you should start from when you arrived here!"
