Shen Roujia had merely combined some modern ideas to produce an advanced policy essay.
She hadn’t intended to secure any official position, but the situation developed beyond her expectations.
To avoid causing too much trouble after meeting the Emperor, Shen Roujia had written on the paper her desire not to enter the court as an official, but simply to teach and nurture talents.
The phrase “Are lords and ministers born noble?” was among the lines she wrote.
Otherwise, if the issue of Jia Shen continued to stir up trouble in the capital, the name Jia Shen would become widely detested.
The second elder, still beaming with joy, said, “This is the first time I’ve seen the scene of a blazing war described in an essay. The saying ‘the ruler rules, the minister serves, the father fathers, and the son sons’ all ultimately boils down to serving the country and the family.”
Shen Roujia humbly smiled, “You flatter me, Second Elder. It’s just some foolish thoughts.”
Kong Modao looked at Shen Roujia with great appreciation. “I wonder why Master Jia Shen always wears a mask?”
Shen Roujia answered naturally, “I suffered severe burns in a fire when I was young, leaving scars all over my face. It’s better not to scare people.”
The nearby attendants also looked at Shen Roujia.
The second elder regretfully said, “With your talent, you could have won the hearts of many young women in the capital. What a pity…”
Shen Roujia looked at him and gently shook her head. “Second Elder, some things are beyond boundaries. What does beauty or ugliness matter? I am still myself.”
The second elder stroked his beard and laughed softly, “Alright, here we are.”
Shen Roujia looked at the three-story building in front of her, feeling quite satisfied, and nodded. “I’ll get familiar with it first.”
The second elder didn’t intend to follow her further. He handed the key to Shen Roujia and said, “If the Emperor summons you, don’t refuse again.”
Shen Roujia frowned slightly, “Understood.”
Zhang San looked around as he followed Shen Roujia into the building. The walls were lined with bookshelves up to the third floor.
“Wow!”
Shen Roujia looked around and couldn’t help but say, “It seems the previous occupant really loved books.”
Zhang San glanced around, “Master, this place is filled with books and lamps. There’s even a bed on the third floor.”
Zhang San pouted, “The environment here is terrible.”
Shen Roujia nodded, “It’s certainly not as good as the Hidden Pavilion.”
Zhang San still didn’t understand, “Then why did you take such a risk to assume this identity?” n𝚘𝚟pub.𝚌o𝚖
Shen Roujia raised her eyelids and smiled lightly, “To realize my own aspirations.”
Zhang San naturally didn’t believe her, but Shen Roujia didn’t want to explain, and he had no reason to press further.
Shen Roujia wasn’t necessarily aiming to achieve great things. She just wanted to live differently and not be confined to a small place.
After returning to the palace, Shen Roujia kept thinking about this matter. The idea of divorce needed to be seriously considered.
The concealment by Su Wen and the coincidental arrival of the tray from Yun Jin indicated that Xu Zening had likely investigated these palace matters thoroughly in earlier years.
Her hesitation was just an attempt to pick up the pieces. How could there be so many coincidences waiting for Shen Roujia?
Shen Roujia absentmindedly picked up some storybooks on the table, lost in thought, wondering if the things she created would leave any lasting impact.
At that moment, someone quietly climbed over the wall and entered.
Shen Roujia immediately became alert and looked towards the back window. “Who’s there?”
The voice of Chang’an slowly echoed.
“Master sent me to find you.”
Shen Roujia was stunned, “What’s the matter?”