63 Reviewing the Notices (2/2)

He did not need to order it, yet the servants as though knowingly bring in a cup of ginger tea in order for him to warm up.

Wang Bo sat in his wooden chair, all bundled up, his hands were outstretched, over a crackling brazier that was filling his numb fingers with a warmth.

He took a sip of tea and instantly felt his body slowly warming up from the inside. The ginger brought on this spicy aroma that made it feel as though his stomach was a warm breath of fire, slowly warming up his stiff limbs.

After a short rest, he was able to part with his cloak. Which was thrown to a servant to bring out of the room.

Tao XuHan entered the study, carrying with him a thick book which held the notices that had been sent from the imperial capital.

Looking at the book that was as thick as a brick, Wang Bo hesitated and swallowed a mouth full of saliva, he looked at Tao XuHan and asked: ”You have read that, right?”

Tao XuHan looked at him, his eyes were condescending as he looked at his superior who was hesitant to even read a page.

[How did he even pass the civil exam to become an official?]

Nevertheless, Wang Bo was still his superior, and he must show a right degree of respect to this man: ”Yes.” He replied.

”Good, just tell me what it says.” Wang Bo said in relief. He could not truly remember the last time he actually read a book.

Tao XuHan placed the book upon the desk, turning it to the most critical pages for Wang Bo to look at before he began to explain in detail.

”Earlier this year, a year after many officials were executed for having a part to do with Consort Ning's death, the officials belonging to the emperor's faction have started to accuse the family members of the executed officials of conspiring together to smuggle weapons into the imperial capital because they wanted revenge for the deaths of their kin...”

At this point, Tao XuHan slightly paused to see that Wang Bo was leaning backward on his chair, at a weird position that should bring one back pain when one awoke.

He secretly sighed in his heart.

How did he even end up working for such a man?

It was clearly him who did this man's work, yet this man got paid more than him just because he was ranked higher.

They had both passed the exam that same year, and he remembered that Wang Bo was ranked among the top ten scholars, while he was in the top twenty. There was not much of a difference when they were awarded their ranks back then, yet why was their work ethics so different now?

He left the thick book that was what he had organized to be notices sent from the imperial capital on the desk and left, hoping that Wang Bo would awaken with severe back pain.