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13.2% Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey / Chapter 35: Han Lin

Chương 35: Han Lin

Biên tập viên: chuchutrain

Afternoon

Pei Zi Yun was in the yard chanting mnemonics and practising his moves. To regular people this looked just like a person exercising, with his slow and precise movements, and thus they paid him no heed.

After going through it a couple of times, he realized he felt different from when he had first started, when he was sweating buckets. Now he just felt a certain warmth spread through his entire body and thought to himself, 'My body is perfectly fit.'

'Daoist Cultivators place a great deal of emphasis on their bodies. They told me to practice till the 10th step, but actually, the 1st and 2nd steps were to train the body. The 3rd and 4th step were to start emitting Qi energy, which when translated to martial arts was referred to as inner energy?'

'It’s a pity that this step requires to possess a certain amount of spiritual roots. Everyone in this world has some degree of spiritual roots, regardless of how significant or how strong. And here I am, stuck on this step, without any spiritual roots.'

'But this inner energy isn't that extraordinary. This phase requires me to eat bigger portions in order to give me more strength. In a meal, eating a few bowls of rice and an extra pound of meat isn't an issue.'

'The fifth and sixth steps are able to build on a person’s inner strength. Someone who has above average inner strength is able to survive and be revitalized in merely four hours of sleep, and can battle women the entire night with no problems.'

'The seventh and eighth steps would mean that supernatural strength can be produced. The strength would be able to snap bowstrings, lift huge rocks, and bear the weight of heavy armor. During battles he can fight and kill nonstop without needing to rest.'

'The ninth step enables the person to control his strength and fuse it with softness. Similar to the legends and stories, if a person were to have this ability and not use it, he can live to a hundred years old, and become a human immortal.'

'The 10th steps onward would enable a person to enter Dao'

'Even if I don't have any spiritual roots now, when I eventually obtain Dao Techniques, I will be extraordinary. Additionally, with this young body that isn't leaking Yang, I am making good progress. As of now, I’ve fully mastered the second step.'

Without getting ahead of himself, he has managed to practise up till level. He took out the pill, swallowed it with the assistance of some rice wine, and was very satisfied.

Chen Yuan had woken up early as well, seeing Pei Zi Yun all dressed up, he hurried over to greet him.

“Lead the way!” Pei Zi Yun held on a fan and waved his hand, looking extremely dignified. Chen Yuan looked down, smiled to himself and started walking.

After leaving the county town and walking a hundred meters, they reached a dam.

The air near the river was fresh and crisp. Looking across the dam, there was a village close-by, with rows upon rows of houses built. The villagers looked to be busy in their daily routines. The women and old folks were busy bundling up straws, weaving fishing nets and making clothes. They had no time to sit around and relax.

That was the life of a farmer living in a village.

Thankfully at this time, the war and chaos had just ended. There was plenty of land with little people in it. The masses have to work very hard in order to provide necessities for themselves. Therefore when Pei Zi Yun walked past they still looked happy and comfortable.

'If we walk past here in a few years time, once the population numbers had increased and the lands had became increasingly infertile, these people won't be so amicable. A few years after the stabilization of the dynasty, these villagers would often fight over lands among themselves that could turn ugly very quickly.'

After arriving at the village, they reached a particular house. They were able to hear a deep voice reading aloud, "On the academic path, one learns ethic, and how to treat people with kindness. After a person has learnt, he will understand. After a person understands he will be quiet. When a person is quiet he will have peace. When he has peace he will be able to think. When a person thinks, he will gain.”

Pei Zi Yun stopped in his tracks and looked at a house, "Is it this house?”

“Yes, this house belonged to a High Scholar of the house of Gao from the previous dynasty but they are in dire straits right now. Master, I shall go and make inquiries.” said Chen Yuan. The parents of this scholar were patching cloth to make ends meet and were living in a mudhouse. This house looked extremely ran down. It was clear that the family was poor. As soon as Chen Yuan entered, voices were raised.

“We’re not selling, we’re not selling. These books are volumes passed down from our ancestors, how can we sell it to you. Son, if you wish to sell these books, just step over my dead body!” the scholar seemed to be tempted to sell, but was being restrained by his mother.

“Who are you?”

“Oh, I wanted to buy a book from the house of Gao and was willing to pay eight hundred coins for it. But they refused to sell.”

“Iya, he probably wants to become an Elementary Scholar. Selling off his ancestor’s books is definitely not a good omen for passing the Imperial Examinations, no wonder he refused to sell it.” Echoed the crowd that had gathered outside as they started gossiping.

“Master, you’ve seen it for yourself. The Gao family refuses to sell it. What should we do?”

Having already seen the book, he knew that it still didn't make the mark. However he felt a strange sensation in the plum blossom, and was thus certain that it was a Legacy and had contained special knowledge within. Pei Zi Yun then thought to himself, 'It’s hard to locate an actual Legacy. Having searched through many houses, we didn't manage to find a single Legacy. Even if we had managed to locate some, it was either of inferior quality and thus worthless, or refused to be sold to him.'

'However since this was the case, I shouldn't press further. It was precisely because the original owner had pressed on like this that his secret had been discovered.'

He waved the fan in his hand and said, "Either way, I don't value the works of this house. There are numerous old works under the heavens. Return it to him. Let’s go, we’ll move on to the next house.”

“Yes. In this village, I’ve located another house. Let’s go take a look master. If we don’t find anything worthwhile, we can go to another village to try our luck.”

Pei Zi Yun followed him. Before long, Chen Yuan said, "Master, it’s the fifth house.”

As they approached, they noticed that there was a dilapidated mansion before them. There was a statue of a lion standing at the door, which was deep crimson red. A pillar was next to door and had two tiles embedded deep into it. Upon closer inspection, Pei Zi Yun realized that this indicated that its resident was an official. His curiosity was piqued. Which person living in such a mansion would be willing to sell his ancestral books?

Chen Yuan led Pei Zi Yun and said, "This particular house had ancestors with rich history. They even had someone who scored the second highest marks in the Grand Scholar Examinations in the previous dynasty and eventually became a high ranking official. However due to the chaos that ensued between dynasties, this house was completely destroyed. All they have left are a few mu of land.”

“The mansion that we had walked past earlier, belonged to this house once but now belongs to someone else. They sold it off to survive. Master take a look, that place is now where he reside.”

Looking in the direction pointed out by Chen Yuan, he saw several straw houses. Upon closer inspection, he realized that these houses were surrounded by a bamboo fence. An old woman was tending to her garden of crops.

The fenced up yard had contained onions, garlic, cabbages and carrots. This woman was tending to the cabbages and removing wild weed and worms from them.

At this point, the sound of pages being flipped emerged from the house, and the same sentence was read out a few times in succession before the voice moved onto the next sentence. Hearing those words was enough for someone to get a headache due to its complexity.

Chen Yuan stepped forward and shouted through the door, "Zhang Zheng, Zhang Zheng, I have a buyer here for you. Hurry on out. Once you miss an opportunity like this, another one won't come.”

The voice from within the house paused, before completely going quiet as if he was suppressing a reply.

Apparently Chen Yuan knew this man and approached him. He pushed open the door and entered the room and started shouting, "Hey, Student Zhang, speak up. If you are willing take the books out and let master Pei inspect it. Master Pei is a scholar too and is well versed in the matter of books. Over the past few days he had managed to hatch a plan to exterminate the Black Wind bandits. He loves literature too, especially those that had been personally written by talented individuals and is looking for some volumes. Your house possesses works written by Grand Scholars. If you are willing, you can sell it to Master Pei. He is generous and wouldn't shortchange you.”

As Chen Yuan was speaking he heard a deep sigh from inside.

This Zhang Zheng wasn't young anymore, and looked to be about thirty years old. He wore a long robe and there were some holes on his clothes that had been loosely patched up. His hair was in a mess and dark rings were noticeable around his eyes. It seemed like he had been studying and not sleeping for several nights. He seemed to be hesitating and struggling within himself.

Chen Yuan walked up to him and continued, "Student Zhang, think back to the last time your mother had meat to eat. Think about the amount of money needed for you to take the examinations. If you refuse to sell your books or refuse to do anything but rely solely on your mother for survival, what if you fail to become an Elementary Scholar again?”

Zhang Zhen opened his mouth as if he attempted to argue but no words left his lips. When he was young, there was chaos and havoc. Now that it’s a peaceful era, he has taken the examinations twice in a row but failed to pass. His house was struggling with money.

Zhang Zheng sighed deeply and pointed two fingers indicating 2 taels of silver. Chen Yuan was elated and said, "This student has agreed? 2 silver taels would make a good price.”

Zhang Zheng blushed and replied, "I meant 20 taels of silver. If he doesn’t have 20 taels of silver, I am not selling. You have to know this volume was written by Han Lin of the previous dynasty. Without that amount, I am not selling.”

Hearing this student asking for the sky, Chen Yuan scolded him in anger, "As a poor student, do you know how large a sum is 20 taels of silver? That amount is equivalent to 2 mu of paddy fields. This is just a book, what right do you have to demand for the value of 2 mu of paddy fields?”

Due to the lashing he got from Chen Yuan, Zhang Zhen reduced his price by 2 taels of silver and wouldn't budge any lower than that. Chen Yuan was unable to grasp the concept that this book could be worth that much and huffed in anger.

Pei Zi Yun had heard it all from outside and asked, "This student refuses to sell?”

Chen Yuan looked dejected and replied, "This student has agreed to sell, but he insisted that this book was written personally by Han Lin of the previous dynasty and demanded 20 silvers for it. He said he was willing to lower the price by 2 silvers and so I’ve come to tell master the situation.”

“He wants 20 silver taels?” Having been in this world for long enough, he understood the value of 20 silver taels. Pei Zi Yun laughed aloud. In fact a book written by Han Lin could be worth such an amount if it was a popular volume. However this particular volume wasn't worth that much. It was worth 2 taels at most.

‘However, I remember this name. Zhang Zheng. I remember that in the next examinations he will become an Elementary Scholar.’

'And if Han Lin’s volume was a Legacy and contained special wisdom, why wouldn’t 20 silver taels be worth it?'

'And I can earn some good karma.'

With this chain of thought he said, "Tell Zhang Zhen to bring the book out. If it’s suitable we can come to an agreement.”

Chen Yuan went inside and told him. Shortly after, a middle-aged man came out. He was still dressed in the patched up robe and his hair was still messy. He was holding on to a book.

Zhang Zhen walked up to Pei Zi Yun and noticed that Pei Zi Yun was younger than him. A flash of envy was evident in his eyes. He handed the book over for Pei Zi Yun to inspect. He realized that the words on the cover page were proper and seemed like they had been inscribed deep into the book. Just as Pei Zi Yun flipped it open, there was a reaction from the Plum Blossom. This book was indeed a Legacy. He was elated, yet didn't show it. He clasped his hands and saluted Zhang Zhen, "Looks like it is brother Zhang. I have heard your popular name in the county. As for this book…….” Pei Zi Yun paused deliberately and looked at the hut before them and continued, "Brother Zhang has some hardships.”

Zhang Zhen’s expression flickered to one of confusion followed by shame. Pei Zi Yun then said, "Your ancestor is Han Lin and this book is definitely worth it. I shall pay you 30 silver taels, what do you say?”

Hearing these words, Chen Yuan and Zhang Zhen were both stumped. They’ve only heard of people haggling to bring the price down. Who bargains for a more expensive deal? Zhang Zhen straightened up. Asking for 20 taels of silver for this book was already pushing it, 30 taels of silver even more so. With a red face, he said, "How can I do that, how can I do that?”

Pei Zi Yun sighed, "Zhang Han Lin was a renowned literary genius, and I am in awe of him. Having acquired his book, I am sure it will teach me a great deal. This 30 taels of silver I urge brother Zhang to keep it. With brother Zhang’s talent, it won't be long before you live in a big house once more, by then I will need you to advise me.”

As he said this, he took out 3 pieces of banknotes, each were worth 10 taels of silver.

Zhang Zhen’s face was red with shame and he refused to take it. However, seeing his frail and old mother, his eyes started turning red, tears rolling down his cheeks. He sighed and said, "Brother Pei is magnanimous and generous, no words can describe your actions. I will shamefully accept it.”

Pei Zi Yun saluted him, and gave up the notes before taking Han Lin’s book. He was overjoyed. Han Lin of the previous dynasty was indeed a renowned Grand Scholar. Having access to his extraordinary works, he knew that he benefited greatly!

The 2 of them saluted each other as Pei Zi Yun departed. Chen Yuan’s face was filled with envy. Pei Zi Yun’s heart was racing as he came up with an idea, "Chen Yuan, you are rather efficient. I shall give you another job. Assist my mother in looking for some land south of the village. It’s most ideal if the lands are all connected in a single stretch. When I am satisfied, I shall reward you accordingly.”

As he said this, he took some silver taels and tossed it over to him, "This is 2 taels silver for your hard work. Work well for me and I won't shortchange you.”

Chen Yuan was delighted. Catching the silver, he looked down and told Pei Zi Yun, "I dare not disappointed master’s orders.”


Chương 36: Heaven’s Assistance

Biên tập viên: chuchutrain

Morning

Casually raising his head, he saw an entire sky filled with stars. However, his eyes were drawn to the two brightly lit lanterns before him. After crossing the bridge and passing through the huge doors, he stood before a huge open air hallway, completely exposed to a multitude of stars. Bodyguards stood on both ends of the walkway, with swords hanging from their sides.

“Second band, first ranked Grand Scholar is Zhang Zhi Gong!”

The person who was kneeling on the floor stood up. Everything around him added to the confusion. He tore open the golden pouch, read the content, and in a loud voice shouted, "In the eleventh year of the Grand Examinations, the High Scholar who reached first place in the first band is Zao Wen Lin!”

“First band, second place goes to High Scholar Yin Ming Tang!”

“First band, third place goes to High Scholar Shi Qian Min!”

After the announcement had been made, each Grand Scholar took three steps forward, knelt three times and kowtowed nine times to the emperor. Someone read out, "The High Scholar who came in the first place in the first band, High Scholar Zao Wen Lin, shall lead the procession to kowtow and deliver his speech…”

“Long live, long live, long live the dynasty!” Without being completely sure of how much time has passed, these High Scholars shouted the same line over and over again.

…………

“Ah!” Pei Zi Yun roused himself awake and observed his surroundings. The sunlight had penetrated the windows and shone right onto him. What was a quiet and peaceful night had turned into a lively morning.

Perched on the window was a sparrow chirping merrily.

Feeling somewhat disoriented, he only started to wake himself up after hearing some noise coming from downstairs. Massaging his forehead to feel better, he let out a smile, "Pei Zi Yun, you really are underestimating the heroes of this world.”

Zhang Zhi Gong took the academic field very seriously from a tender age. At the age of five he went under the tutelage of Zhang Shi Ci. He became an Elementary Scholar at sixteen, a High Scholar at nineteen and succeeded in the Grand Examinations at twenty five and became a Grand Scholar. He was chosen as an honorary member of Han Lin Academy due to his outstanding results. He assisted with the compilation of the emperor’s memoirs and was acknowledged by the emperor himself. Due to his success Zhang Zhi Gong rose further up the ranks and became the assistant of the Minister of Rites. However he made a mistake that implicated him and caused him his job. He died three years later from an illness back in his village.

This was just a simple passage of his story, yet it provided an immense breakthrough in energy and spirit. Although this extract was written back in his village, the Legacy contained a significant amount of literary knowledge, however it couldn't be absorbed easily.

“Although the Plum Blossom was a fantastic weapon to own, my body isn’t strong enough. If I were to absorb a few more Legacies, I could have my entire consciousness wiped out instead.” Pei Zi Yun said to himself in a low voice.

After returning to his hotel last night, he instructed the serving staff that nobody was to disturb him in his rest.

As soon as he entered his room, he placed the book under his pillow, he got used to it by now, and laid down on the pillow and fell into the dream.

This experience was vastly different from the previous due to the huge gain. Within the dream, he withstood the coldness of winter while studying next to the window. He learnt from his tutor, and achieved High Scholar status in his teens and went on to become a Grand Scholar a few years later. He remembered compiling laws for the emperor in the courts before returning to his village, heart cold with grief at that prospect.

When he finally woke up, it felt like ten years of winter and summer had passed and, confused, he didn't know who he was. It startled Pei Zi Yun as it happened even though he only slept for a short time.

“It’s a small to pay to gain all this knowledge!” Pei Zi Yun stood up. Although he was still in the prime of his youth, he had a very mature temperament that was hard to describe. He sighed, "The Plum Blossom can indeed acquire such amazing gifts. Lessons that people took ten exhausting years to learn, I can collect them all in a single dream. Although I only managed to absorb a tenth of Assistant Minister Zhang’s talents, I’m certain it’s enough for me to shine in the High Scholar Examinations.”

“It’s no wonder that after wasting so many years, the original owner was still able to enter the Dao Path and join a sect. And young master Xie was able to surpass his own limitations and become the first immortal to achieve True Sovereign status.”

Different thoughts and emotions rushed into his mind and stirred up within him. If he didn't let it out now, he would feel extremely uncomfortable. He thus prepared his ink and paper and started writing out an essay. As he wrote, he felt the intense pressure in his chest gradually lifting. When he was finally done, he took a look at the essay and let out a laugh.

When he had finished laughing, he dried his ink and picked up the essay he wrote and stood up, "It’s time to meet the Mentor.”

Walking out of the hotel, he faced a long street lined with shops. The sight that greeted him was a feast for the eyes. Pei Zi Yun started walking towards a book shop. Not only would the bookshop sell books, there would be ink and paper for sale as well. He bought some paper, an ink stone, ink and quill. These are referred to as, the “four treasures of literature”. Although the price he paid wasn't expensive, it wasn’t cheap either, it was just right for the occasion, his first visit with the Mentor.

Although the Mentor was an upright and strict man, it didn't mean he was immovable. Should he reject such a simple gift, it would clearly mean that he was giving the impression of being upright to intentionally bring fame to himself.

Once he had chosen the items, he headed straight for the Mentor’s house.

Slow River county, the Mentor’s house

The yard cannot be considered big, and there was a narrow corridor leading up to the main room. There were three rooms in the main wing, and another five rooms in the side wings.

As a rare chance for a break, the Mentor was engaged in conversation with someone. In reality, the Mentor had features that, combined, gave him a pleasant look. He kept his beard long and had a fierce expression on his face all the time. It was this expression that gave others the impression that he was cold and unapproachable. He was currently discussing poems. There was a plate of nuts on the table and a plate of chicken. The other person sitting at the table was the Dean of High Scholars.

The Mentor was an official of the ninth rank, the Dean was unranked yet was a respectful High Scholar figure. They had known each other for a long time and were discussing poems and proses over some wine.

They were currently discussing the qualities of the new batch of Elementary Scholars. Just as the topic landed on Pei Zi Yun, the Dean said, "His essays offer an extremely mature point of view, and his analysis is thorough and in-depth. Being able to pass the Prefecture Examinations isn't a fluke. Based on my opinion, his ranking could’ve been better.”

The Mentor stroked his beard, and looked at his old friend. The Mentor was capable of becoming a High Scholar, while most of these county teachers couldn't even reach Elementary Scholar rank themselves. It’s no wonder he agreed with his friend. Nodding his head he said, "What you’ve said is absolutely correct. His logic is irrefutable, and his ideas are very incisive. However he does have several critical flaws. Being able to pass this time, showed that the marking officials are afraid of letting talent go to waste, and thus decided not to throw his paper out.”

The Dean was shocked and asked, "Can you provide more details?”

“Apart from his rhetoric and demeanor, his style of literary writing seems to be severely lacking in some aspect and inclusive of a very pessimistic outlook. Since the establishment of the new dynasty, the officials are afraid of overlooking talents. With him writing this way, if it weren’t for the fact that the chief examiner was able to appreciate his work, it could’ve been thrown out by any other person.”

“Although he’s talented, the chances of him becoming a High Scholar is fairly slim." Said the Mentor.

The Dean was an old Elementary Scholar as well, taking a long time before finally reaching it. Hearing these words, he paused for some time, a shadow cast over his heart as he was somewhat dazed. He then smiled and said, "That is so!”

He then said, "Based on the last examination, his paper was marked as quality work. There had been rumors that the chief examiner even said he had the qualities of making High Scholar. However, his resentment towards life is evident in his essays, and it is somewhat taboo in the dynasty to hold that much grievances. Although, it could be attributed to the fact that he lost his father at a young age and grew up in poverty. However, he became an Elementary Scholar at such a young age. Hopefully as he matures, that resentment will wane.”

The Mentor took a sip of tea and said warmly, "Let’s hope that’s the case. Although a person’s innate character is hard to change…”

Before he could complete his sentence, his old servant spoke in a hushed tone. As soon as the Mentor heard him out, he smiled and said, "Speak of the devil. He is here. Let him in!”

It seemed like Pei Zi Yun has arrived a few minutes ago and knocked on the front door. The old servant answered and welcomed him in. As soon as Pei Zi Yun was led into the hall, he noticed two men seated across each other with plates of nuts and chicken, and a jug of wine.

“Junior pays his respect to the Mentor and the Dean.”

The Mentor said plainly, "Oh, so you have come.”

Seeing that Pei Zi Yun didn't come empty handed, his face turned grim, "You’ve come to pay a visit, but brought a gift. Please take it back.”

Pei Zi Yun blushed in shame but composed himself and said, "I’ve attained Elementary Scholar status, and I know that you are a teacher. In the past I was ignorant, and didn't pay a visit. Now that I am here, I wish to make up for that. It’s just the four treasures of every scholar. I beg the Mentor for forgiveness.”

Hearing what he had to say, the Mentor’s face sank as if he was about to teach him another lesson. The Dean however smiled, "This is common courtesy. It can’t be that you won’t even accept this student’s gift?”

The Mentor was also unable to refute what the Dean said. He muttered several words before saying, "The Spring Examinations are fast approaching, instead of studying at home you’re out gallivanting. Why is that?”

Although these words came across as harsh, Pei Zi Yun considered them and thought, 'He is indeed a scholar set in his ways.'

He then smiled, "This student had been studying these past few days. In fact, I’ve brought an essay for the Mentor to look at and provide some pointers”

He handed the essay over as soon as he spoke. The County Mentor received it and flipped through it wordlessly. When he got to the body of the essay, his expression changed. After sometime, he put it down and said, "This essay can do. I shall take a closer look tonight. Drop by a few days before the literary event. I will have some words for you.”

Pei Zi Yun’s heart skipped a beat as he agreed readily. Without another word, he stood up to leave.

As Pei Zi Yun made his exit, the Mentor shouted, "Fetch my old wine, I shall sample this essay with some good wine.”

The Dean was surprised and asked, "Why are you doing this?”

“Why don’t you try reading it!” The Mentor handed over the essay. Just as the Dean started reading he became shocked. His facial expression also changed as his hands quivered. “This is amazing.”

“That’s right. This student’s essays had elegant and well formed ideas, however there was always this impression that he was missing out on something important, and was very resentful. This was why I said it was hard for him to achieve High Scholar status.”

“But this particular essay is completely devoid of any negative energy. In fact, it’s brimming with grace, like a good wine, and it displays immense maturity. The ideas are well conceived and the words used are very accurate with a superb flow.”

The Mentor was stroking his beard as he spoke, and even unknowingly plucked a few strands.

Seeing the Mentor this way, the Dean also couldn't bear with it. Having such a talent was what he had hoped for his entire life. All these years of hardships, if only he could have had just a strand of the talent this student possessed. But alas, he didn't have any of these qualities. After reading the essay, his entire body was shaking, "There is no reason for this student to fail becoming a High Scholar. In just over a month he has improved leaps and bounds. Does he really have the heavens assisting him?”

As he spoke, tears rolled down the Dean’s face.

‘Could it be that the disparity between a genius and an average person is that vast?’

This High Scholar’s composition, really cannot be questioned by any average man.

In such a short span of time, there was a weird feeling in his chest, as though he had lost all will and was utterly disappointed and envious.

The Mentor glanced at the Dean, and understood his feelings as well. He waited for him to compose himself before saying, "Look, the words he used are the words used by Han Lin writers. Although, this particular method of writing often came across as boring, this essay showcased his sincerity and conscientiousness. There would be no examiner who wouldn't enjoy this essay.”

“I am certain this student can achieve High Scholar status and even become a Grand Scholar. He has such a deep grasp of literature!” The Mentor said, despite feeling conflicted. He took the wine that he had asked for and downed a cup in a single mouthful.

After the Dean saw his actions, he followed suit, choked a little, and started coughing. After he was done he forced a weak smile and asked, "Do you really think this student has the potential to become a Grand Scholar?”

“Old friend, you know this too. After I’ve become a High Scholar, I went to take the Grand Scholar Examinations three times and even then came back empty-handed. After the establishment of this dynasty, although I was a High Scholar in the previous dynasty, I decided to become an official and thus became a mentor in the county.”

“Although I failed in three examinations, I managed to grasp the skill of writing Grand Scholar’s essay writing. In the city there are several bookshops which sell books written by previous dynasties Grand Scholars as well.”

“Based on this current essay, his standards are almost there if not already there.” Even the Mentor was amazed by his essay and continued, "And he is only fifteen years old, yet is already at the crucial point of essay writing. This would really scare to death all the scholars in the world. Could it really be that the heavens are helping him?”

After saying this the Dean calmed down and nodded his head, "Ever since the establishment of the dynasty, the literary standards of all the students have taken a huge decline. This could be a good reason for the heavens to aid him, and help improve the standards of all scholars.”

“If he really becomes a High Scholar in this examination, his future will be as broad as the horizons.”

Both men agreed on this. Since the new dynasty has been established, there were many vacant imperial positions in court. It would be too easy to fill these spots for a talented individual. They remained silent in thought.


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