In the central pavilion of the Dock Castle, Bao Yun sat in the seat of honour, and the banquet was attended by the young talents from various families, each with a distinguished heritage and a stately presence. At this moment, everyone was laughing and conversing happily, occasionally giving their critiques on the Western Jin Dynasty's politics and the current battle conditions. Each expressed themselves with extraordinary eloquence, clearly demonstrating their profound knowledge.
Without Bao Yun needing to speak, the talents were eager to voice their opinions, and how they spoke was a matter of great learning. One had to be astute in understanding the current situation, articulate and concise, without any rambling, and each word should sparkle like a pearl—such that if written down, not a single character could be deleted. Thus, the talents all exhausted themselves with effort, finding this banquet more draining than a major Sect examination.
