Chapter 671

Under everyone's watchful gaze, a procession of several hundred people departed Luoyang in grand fashion and headed for Nanshan Post House.

Nanshan Post House was the Grand Commandant's Residence. It covered a vast area, with carved railings and jade-like masonry, pavilions and towers, artificial hills and flowing water, gardens and lakes—everything one could want. It was exceptionally beautiful.

After two or three days of travel, Han Rui and the others arrived at the post house.

At that moment, in the side chamber where Han Rui was staying, he sat cross-legged with his eyes shut, his breathing steady, utterly motionless.

After a while, Han Rui slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, stretched his limbs, and rose to his feet. As he took in the scenery beyond the window, he could not help clicking his tongue in admiration, his spirits lifting.

"My lord, the surroundings here are quite nice," the attendant at his side quietly remarked.

Han Rui nodded and praised, "They really are. I've decided—I'll settle down here from now on."

"Uh, but..." The attendant was speechless, unable to understand why Han Rui had suddenly changed his mind.

Han Rui explained, "From now on, I'm going to be a diligent, studious, and conscientious scholar."

Hearing such nonsense, the attendant's mouth twitched, but he could not refute it.

Han Rui walked out and went around the screen. The spacious, luxurious hall was filled with guests. Everyone was chatting among themselves amid lively clamor, laughter, and cheerful conversation.

On the raised seat in the center of the hall sat Han Rui's grandfather, Han Shouren. Dressed in a python robe, he looked radiant and imposing, his authority pressing down on everyone around him. Han Rui's heart trembled, and he hurriedly lowered his eyes, quietly observing each person in the hall.