Luo Palace, which had not been repaired in many years, looked rather shabby and dilapidated. Beyond the long corridors, the gauze curtains were somewhat worn as well.
The chill and stillness here were because the Luo State Ruling House was now rather poor. Five years of war had claimed the lives of many members of the Ducal Clan and State People, and large sums of the ruling house's funds had gone toward supporting the families of the dead.
The scholars studying full-time at the Academy of Luo State also needed the ruling house's support. Wisdom was priceless, and the ruling house paid this money willingly.
Incense curled through the palace chamber. Luo Chang rubbed his eyes and set down the bamboo slips in his hands, which were densely covered with names.
Since succeeding as Marquis of Luo, he had sat in the palace almost every day. There were not many affairs in Luo State that required his attention now.
The most important was the Academy of Luo State. His uncle Luo You was currently responsible for its various affairs.
After Luo Ci died on the battlefield, Luo You felt guilty that he had failed to protect his nephew. As soon as the war ended, he laid aside his armor and returned to the fields. Every day, he taught the children of Ducal Clan members and State People who had died for their country, teaching them to read and write.
In the end, Luo Chang summoned Luo You back. "When my elder brother was alive, he loved debating with the scholars in the Academy most of all. Uncle, please look after the Academy for him."
Luo You had naturally recorded the fierce debates between the Confucian School and Legalist School scholars at the Academy of Luo State. Even a list of