But this honor did not stop him. After the Mobei region was stabilized, he gave up his military service and turned to literature without hesitation. Three years later, he was selected as the top scholar by the emperor.
When he came of age, he was famous and also entered the Censorate, becoming the Left Censor-in-Chief.
But he is more smooth and experienced than He Xuan. He does not have any arrogance and aloofness of a young man from a noble family, and he can often get along well with his political enemies.
His political opponents both love and hate him.
Who would refuse a young man from a noble family who is both civil and military, has a cheerful and generous personality, and comes from a prominent family but is approachable and not arrogant? He opens his heart to you and treats you as a brother.
Shan Jin's achievements are destined to be higher than He Xuan's.
One day.
Meeting of the Censorate.
After Shan Jin said goodbye to his superior, the Right Censor-in-Chief, he kidnapped him in a flash.
The man who was over forty was becoming more and more handsome, with no white frost on his temples. His tall and straight figure made him look imposing yet particularly eye-catching.
He glanced at Shan Jin seriously.
The Right Censor-in-Chief had a face so handsome that even the court officials praised it.
Shan Jin rolled his eyes at him, locked He Xuan in the woodshed, and fed him only water every day.
Two days later, He Xuan's lips turned pale and his body became increasingly weak.
Seeing that the time was almost right, Shan Jin personally took He Xuan to Zhizhi's courtyard and asked him to apologize to Zhizhi.
"I told you not to bully my mother!"
"Kneel down. You are not allowed to get up without my mother's permission."
Shan Jin didn't ask the servants to call Zhizhi, so Zhizhi didn't find the man kneeling in the yard until the evening.
The servants did not dare to see this scene and hid away.
Zhizhi was still wondering when she was caught off guard and met He Xuan's eyes.
Ten years have passed, and time has not left any traces on Zhizhi. Instead, it has made her more beautiful and graceful.
Zhizhi's eyes were indifferent.
He crawled over on his knees, climbed up the stairs, and approached Zhizhi little by little.
He hadn't had a drop of water for half the afternoon, but he didn't look unhappy at all. Instead, he smiled happily.
He hugged Zhizhi's thighs, took a deep breath and smiled.
"...I heard that your backyard is empty, Madam. I would like to offer myself to you and fill your loneliness."
Zhizhi felt that He Xuan was really hopeless.
What's going on in his head?
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