"Fifth Missy, the Master is waiting for you in the front hall."
Ji Qingwu hurried out of the courtyard, walking so fast the soles of her shoes could have sparked.
The children who could study in the Upper Study Room were all exceptionally talented, and their families were all powerful and noble.
Her brow furrowed as she asked the young servant beside her, "Do you know who Jiu Jiu got into a fight with?"
"...It's the young grandson of Imperial Censor Yan Zongrang, Yan Bing." The young servant's voice was tense.
The news made Ji Qingwu's vision go black.
The position of Imperial Censor was second only to the Prime Minister, but what made it particularly special was the authority to monitor all officials and admonish the Emperor himself.
Of all people, they had provoked the one person they absolutely shouldn't have.
She pressed on, "How old is that child?"
The young servant replied, "I hear he's about six or seven."
