In Those Days, He Traveled Thousands of Miles to Seek a Title of Nobility

Chapter 1: A Weary Traveler in the Capital The March chill of early spring swept across the layers of glazed tiles of the Yongning Marquis's residence, its winds sharp and biting. Shen Yunzheng had been kneeling outside the gate of the clan school for two full hours. The blue bricks beneath his knees were soaked through by the night rain, and the cold seeped into his bones. His legs had first ached, then gone numb, and now he felt nothing at all. He still clutched the stack of policy essays he had copied for a whole month, the pages rustling in the wind, the ink blurred in a few places by the fine rain, but his fingers were clenched tightly, as if holding some priceless treasure. "Shen Yunzheng, don't let go..."