Lin Zhao, a doctoral candidate in the Department of History, specializing in the history of institutions and political thought in the Song and Ming dynasties, accidentally traveled through the archaeological site.
A disaster star descended from heaven and the family was left in ruins.
Everyone said that Lin Zhao could only rot in the mud for the rest of his life.
But he wanted to use his meager body to hit the southern wall of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
His classmates laughed at him for being shabby, the powerful and powerful insulted him, and even the examiner wanted to trample him under his feet and never stand up again.
But when they came to their senses, this poor scholar who could not even enter the examination room door was already standing on the top of the court.
Before the emperor's case, all officials bowed their heads.
He stood with his hands behind his hands, and the whole hall was silent.
Someone asked: You come from a humble family, how come you are where you are today?
Lin Zhao smiled and did not look back.
——In this world, there is never any born noble species.
