Divine Capital, Prince of Chu's Residence.
Prince of Chu Tang Enqing was over thirty, with a fair face and three strands of long beard. Amid the wisps of mind-clearing incense rising from the Boshan Incense Burner, he slowly leafed through the handwritten work of Grand Confucian Liu Wenzheng from the previous dynasty.
After turning a page and pondering it carefully for a long while, he set down the book and looked out the window.
Seven years ago, he had already advanced to Fourth Rank. Yet seven years later, he still had not entered Third Rank and joined the ranks of the Upper Rank.
Some suspected that his talent was limited, while others were convinced that he was hiding his brilliance and biding his time.
Prince of Chu had never explained this rumor.
Suddenly, divine light flashed outside, and waves of commotion rose from the residence.
Tang Enqing sat steadily in his study, utterly motionless.
A moment later, Tang Enqing suddenly felt his heart pound violently, as though twisted by blades. His expression remained unchanged, and he did not move.
At that moment, a trusted aide hurriedly reported from outside the door, "Reporting to Your Highness, a great star has descended from the heavens. It is exceptionally strange."
"Mm." Tang Enqing remained motionless, his eyes growing ever deeper.
After quite some time, he frowned slightly before instantly returning to normal.
"Where did something go wrong? Could something have happened to the Prince's Golden Seal?"
Beneath his slender black lashes, a faint veil of gray settled over his eyes.
He raised his head and glanced at the green jade brush rest on the table. Its exterior was simple and unadorned, with eight mountains and seven valleys rising and falling like dragons, while a faint jade light flowed within.
After thinking for a