39 Preparing for the Meeting of Scholars (1/2)

A few days later, the meeting for scholars would soon commence. All scholars of respectable talent would be going to Duke Ming Xiang's manor to have a few cups of tea, and share their thoughts with peers of the same caliber. It was a relatively safe meeting, considering that Duke Ming Xiang held no actual power in court and was a man who liked to travel most of the year, perhaps only returning once or twice a year. Now that he had returned, he decided to hold a meeting of scholars.

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It was not that everyone knew of the matter, only the scholars of various institutions got wind of this matter, and made sure not to tell outsiders.

Such secrets were nothing to Lin Qinghui, who had access to all channels of information.

Tonight he would go to the meeting of scholars.

This night, he changed his clothes and dressed as a scholar his face was also changed as he no longer resembled Lin Qinghiu anymore, instead, there was a man with pale skin and a face that could easily blend anywhere that stood in his place. The only thing that could never be changed was the eyes that were bright as the stars itself, seemingly able to search a person's soul.

Lin Qinghui waited until he could not hear any footsteps before he disappeared into the night.

Arriving shortly at Duke Ming Xiang's manor, just before the doors opened. The scholars congregated around the front of the manor, organizing themselves in small groups, talking to each other about the current political status of the state. It was as though at that moment they had no fears of what may happen to them as they spoke out, a strange yet unforeseen world that may only exist in the future.

Lin Qinghui let out a slight smile as he gazed upon them, seemingly entranced by their conversation.

As he listened, he carefully took a few steps closer, wanting to listen more, having been entranced by what they were speaking of.

That was until he felt a sudden tap on his shoulders. Turning around calmly, he was met with the face of a smiling scholar dressed in pale yellow robes. The robes were made with a fine mulberry thread, with the embroidery of bamboo leaves stitched at the hem. This entire getup gave him the air of a scholar, even being next to him would cause a person to smell the scent of recently ground ink.