Luo Ling could say without the slightest hesitation that he was the most powerful man in All Under Heaven today. Although the Feudal Lords had submitted to Xiang Yu, after Luo Ling had commanded wind, frost, rain, and snow-perhaps it was fear, but regardless, his prestige was so great that a single word from him could turn all of Xiang Yu's realm against him.
As for the people of the Hundred Schools in the hall, that went without saying. When the First Emperor had unified All Under Heaven, many of those present had been unwilling to go to him.
But one letter from Luo Ling had made even those old fellows with one foot in the grave have their disciples and younger relatives carry them here.
These people understood very well that the knowledge in their hands was the most precious thing in the world. As long as those books remained, even if they fell to the bottom of the valley for a time, they could turn their fortunes around when the opportunity came.
Just as after Emperor Fusu had ascended the throne, the Confucian School had immediately entered the halls of power. Although it still could not defeat the Legalist School, victory would have been inevitable given enough time.
After the First Emperor's burning of the books, many schools had been forced to rely on the recollections of elders to write their books out again from memory. Naturally, these books had been riddled with errors and omissions, so many schools had begun fabricating texts.
This was especially true of the most flourishing school, the Confucian School. Many of its branches had already created their own classics, only to discover that the Luo Clan Lineage still existed in the world. This had sent many people into a panic.
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