"Mr. Shuijing..."
Lu Mingyuan hadn't expected that this third disciple of Wen Sheng, the Nanli National Preceptor Mr. Shuijing, would be so understanding.
Thinking back,
on the day Chen Ke had his epiphany about the Learning of the Mind, the man had already shown signs of goodwill.
On the surface, he was helping me, but in reality, he hoped that the Literary Saint Lineage could flourish by having its members assist me.
Chen Ke was currently consolidating the Learning of the Mind, working to fully develop and promote this school of thought. He had remained in the Wenyuan Pavilion the entire time and had not made any public appearances.
Lu Mingyuan had considered making Chen Ke the head of the Eastern Palace's Chamberlain's Office, but Chen Ke was simply too busy to handle the various matters Lu Mingyuan needed to delegate.
It seemed now that Mr. Shuijing was indeed the more reasonable one.
"And you two are?"
Lu Mingyuan asked amiably.
