The Number One Scholar Abandoned His Pen and Joined the Army, and the Fire Burned Down the City of Chang'an

The first appearance of the gold medal is as red as blood. Yun Jin knelt on Danqi, his vermilion champion robe sparkling in the morning light, with gold dragon patterns embroidered on the cuffs, and the hem hanging to the ground like clouds. He lowered his head, pressed his forehead against the cold white marble, and clutched in his hand the golden list inscribed by the royal pen - the words were like knives, engraved with his name, and also engraved with the glory of ten years of hard work and thousands of books of poetry.