How was his lord?
What unpleasant things could Kang Shi, as a subordinate, possibly say?
Of course he praised her!
Praised her to the high heavens!
He wished he could stick every little red flower from the kindergarten onto her face. She was absolutely the best lord Kang Shi had ever had, bar none! And with a Literary Scholar's silver tongue that could "make flowers rain from the heavens," Shen Tang was one of a kind under heaven.
Young and talented, loving her people as if they were her own children, handsome and elegant, brimming with youthful vigor, peerless in both civil and martial pursuits, vigorous as a dragon and tiger, wise beyond her years... He showered Shen Tang with praise as if it cost nothing.
But—
That wasn't what the Literary Scholar cared about most.
He listened to a whole stream of flattery without saying a word. Then, after turning the words over in his mind until they were thoroughly polished, he tactfully asked about Shen Tang's ability to manage her subordinates. Thinking he had understood the unspoken meaning, Kang Shi smiled and said, "Has Sir ever been to Heyin Commandery?"
The Literary Scholar replied, "I have not, but I've heard of it."
In truth, he had heard about it from Yan Xingning.
As Yan An described it, Heyin Commandery was now a place of peace and prosperity. Its people thrived under good governance, able to recover and rebuild, with enough to eat and warm clothes to wear. All of this was thanks to Shen Tang's two years of hard work. In the past, Heyin Commandery had been nothing but barren mountains and dangerous waters where bandits roamed.
As far as he knew, Lord Shen had taken office empty-handed, without any funding or support. She had to secure all