Ancient Wen Heng figured he would finally get a break after being summoned to the Upper Study Room for several days straight.
But before he could even set foot in the Hanlin Academy, he was beckoned into Master Gong's carriage.
"Aren't you curious why you've been summoned this time?" Gong Zhengping adjusted his official robes. As the weather grew warmer, the robes felt rather heavy.
Ancient Wen Heng subtly edged closer to the ice basin at his side. "I am curious, but I also understand that some things cannot be changed simply by asking about them."
"You certainly are composed," Gong Zhengping said. "This visit is for something good. I hope you can maintain this attitude in the future."
Ancient Wen Heng knew these old foxes always liked to leave things half-said, and he wasn't about to be foolish enough to press the matter.
Ancient Wen Heng had never imagined that this trip to the palace was for him to teach.
