Jiangzhou Prefecture City.
Imperial College.
Aaron was savoring some tea.
Fan Jin, Cao Man, and Poison Dragon Child were all present.
Fan Jin's eyes lit up as he presented a scroll of recommendation, "Prime Minister...our roots have grown deep, and now there are scholars from across the seas who wish to join us. This 'Wen Zhengming' has written the finest of articles, meaningful and substantial, truly a talent of a generation!"
Poison Dragon Child also nodded and stroked his beard, "Even I have seen this man's face and can tell he is not an ordinary sparrow but has the ambition of a grand swan!"
"Oh? Since he comes recommended by both of you, he must not be lacking..."
Aaron took the article and read it carefully, then sneered, "Arrogant with talent. Look at this, asking us to dismiss our troops and stop competing with the people for profit... Is he implying that if I do not do so, he won't take office and serve under me?"
Seeing Aaron sneer, Fan Jin was instantly on edge.
