"Assistant Director of the Children's Education Bureau?!"
"That's a high official! Definitely a high official!"
"Heavens! Is Young Master Lin Ke going to be harassed again?"
"What audacity! Though we are only Confucian Scholars, we must protect Young Master Lin!"
"Exactly! Young Master Lin wrote an unsurpassed masterpiece for children's education, yet the Children's Education Bureau still wants to suppress him. We should follow Mencius's example and stand up for the righteousness in our hearts!"
"Young Master Lin is innocent!"
One after another, scholars and young ladies stepped forward.
The hearts of the young, after all, held far more ideals and justice than those of the rotten.
At that moment, they simply felt that Lin Ke was right, that he understood the Path of Edification, and that he was innocent.
They would defend the justice in their hearts!
Yet just then, the Assistant Director of the Children's Education Bureau arrived. Instead of going after Lin Ke first, he snapped coldly at the bureau official standing over there, "Acting without authorization? Go submit your resignation yourself."
The shifty-eyed official's status panel cracked. His literary qi had already been draining away, but now it gushed out like water bursting through a breached dam.
Clack!
The ruler in his hand fell to the ground, and he sank to his knees, his eyes vacant.
"I... I..."
He stared blankly ahead.
He did not understand!
Why had things turned out like this this time?
After the previous incident involving sacred approval, the Rites Department had thoroughly studied Lin Ke from top to bottom.
Was Lin Ke impressive?
He was!
But in their view, the poem "Song of My Thatched Cottage Ruined by the Autumn Wind" and "hearing thunder in the silence" had already marked the limit of his abilities.
What caliber of poems were those?