Magistrate Zhou saw this and secretly rolled his eyes at the governor. He could really drink tea no matter the situation.
The governor put down his teacup and slowly said, "The Crown Prince's guards are protecting the Commandery Princess with one hundred men. Unless those bandits don't want to live, how dare they obstruct the princess's carriage?"
"That's true!" Magistrate Zhou nodded, his tense scalp relaxing. He raised his tea bowl and took a sip, only to find that the tea the servant had just poured was scalding hot. He grimaced in pain and said, covering his mouth, "Why is it so hot!"
The servant shrank his neck and timidly said, "I'm sorry, sir. I saw that you didn't drink the tea for a long time, so I replaced it with a hot one."