Everyone knows that "background" is more important than talent nowadays.
"I can make the decision. You are now a member of Qingke Pavilion."
Lu Chengju made the decision immediately.
His idea was the same as everyone else's. Talents from the Prime Minister's hometown would naturally receive special care.
Song Chi didn't say anything, he was thinking about what to say.
It was obvious that this person didn't know him.
As we were talking here, two people came over from a distance.
There were two young men, one of whom had a handsome face and slightly thin lips. It was Han Yuanzheng.
Leaving Ji County and heading straight for Jiangzhou, he arrived at Nandu Academy.
Han Yuan was a scholar who passed the academy examination, so it was normal for him to come to Nandu Academy. His father Han Yu had a bad premonition, so he asked him to leave early. Even if something really happened, the Han family's status could be maintained.
"Brother Han, the students are entering the academy today. Let's go and see if there are any good talents, and also find some talents for Qingke Pavilion."
Accompanying Han Yuanzheng was also a scholar who passed the academy examination. His name was Xie An and he came from the Xie family, one of the eight major families in Jiangzhou.
"Yeah." Han Yuanzheng nodded.
He was in a good mood as he had received a message from his father a few days ago, saying that the Prime Minister had sent Steward Wu to Ji County to deal with Song Chi.
This ignorant kid finally angered God and should be dead now.
"By the way, I wonder if there are any talented people emerging from Ji County. That's the hometown of the Prime Minister, and it's a blessed place."
Han Yuanzheng said calmly: "There is indeed a talented person, but he is dead."
"Dead?"
"Um."
He nodded in response, but his expression suddenly became dull because he saw Song Chi... Wasn't he dead?
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