Strife and Calamity Among the Hundred Schools

"A gentleman considered matters without letting his thoughts and intentions exceed the bounds of his own position and duties..."

"He did not directly address the upheaval in East Mountain, instead offering only such a pointed reminder." After reading the letter over and over several times, Fang Xun revealed a thoughtful expression, faintly tasting the meaning behind it.

"Is this telling me to do my own job and meddle less in other people's affairs?"

"This attitude is rather subtle. And my current identity is that of East Mountain's garrison commander. If the Imperial Tomb is truly burned down..."

Scenes of Shentu Xin setting fire to the tomb surfaced in his mind once more.

In an instant, it was as though a bolt of lightning had split the fog apart. He understood a little.

"The Mohist School honored frugal burials, yet now exhausted every ingenious device to build a palace beneath the Nine Springs; the Military School should have defended against insult, yet now bowed its proud spine to guard the gate of the dead; the Legalist School clarified laws and standards, yet now wielded harsh punishments to drive the wailing masses; the Yin-Yang School observed the heavens, yet now drained its ultimate teachings to nourish the breath of darkness. The court historians held their brushes, recording not the emperor's cowardice in fleeing death, but singing only the splendor of underground earthworks..."

"When Shentu Xin burned the tomb, he did not merely mock Emperor Gan. He had ridiculed, to the fullest extent of his ability, the Mohist School, Military School, Legalist School, Yin-Yang School, and History School that had built the Imperial Tomb."

"And yet the Confucian School was conspicuously absent!"

"If the tomb-burning truly happened, then even if the Heavenly Man Book reset the imperial mausoleum, the matter could never be