Jiang Zhaolin had to find a sharp blade that he could use to cut off the maggots attached to the bones of the imperial court and eliminate the entangled nobles of the family. Until this year's imperial examination, he found that Lin Xu, the top scholar in the imperial examination, was suitable to be his sharp blade in terms of status, character, and talent.
"'On a warm spring day, I saw Feng Yangming in person.' This former imperial censor really worked hard and taught carefully. I would like to thank him very much for cultivating such a talent for me."
However, as they got along with each other day by day, Jiang Zhaolin found that Mr. Xiao Lin was really cute and his every move was in line with his wishes. He was a little reluctant to send him to be trained, but he seemed a little afraid of him for some reason.
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"Are you afraid of me?"
"I am not afraid"
"Then why do you act like you are facing a formidable enemy when I get close to you?"
"Your Majesty, the etiquette between a king and his ministers cannot be abolished. I admire the majesty of your Majesty."
"I don't want you to admire me like this. I think you really admire me. Do you understand what I mean, Lin Xu?"
Intention: Don't jump to conclusions