Jié Qiáng and his men rode up to the gates of Yīng Palace early in the afternoon. He nodded to the guards and waited patiently for what he knew would be a flurry of servants rushing to alert the royal family. They would be panicked and wondering how to receive him with such short notice.
"Allowed?" echoed Jié Qiáng. It was the second time this man had hoisted his station above the princess, and he was curious. "Is her position less than a constable?" he wondered curtly.
Constable Liú quickly looked at King Yīng at the evident admonition.
"My daughter is humble and modest," King Yīng replied. "Constable Liú and his men know their place, but it doesn't stop her from showing respect for her elders or consideration to those around her."
Jié Qiáng noticed the constable's nervousness when he looked down as if to question whether he should say more.