Little Sage Manor: A Sign-In Poor Scholar's Rise to the Top

In the fourth year of King Zheng’s reign, the streets of Qi and Lu were bustling like a painted scene. Su Xuan, with empty pockets and a growling stomach, hurried through the alleys. A sign bearing the words “Little Sage Village” hung above the vermilion gate. He smoothed his clothes and knocked: he had traveled half his life to seek knowledge. No matter how enticing the smell of meat buns was throughout the city, he had to cross this threshold first.