Li Nuo waved his hand and said, "No more cultivation..."
Li Anning was stunned for a moment, unsure of what he meant. "No cultivation of what?"
Li Nuo replied, "No more cultivation of Legalism."
After cultivating Legalism for over a month, he had lost the ambitious spirit that he had at the start.
Earlier at the court, the nobles had fought tooth and nail for his death.
The Imperial Censors, perhaps out of respect for a fellow practitioner of Legalism, kindly sentenced him to three years of penal servitude, to be served three thousand li away.
He even had to thank them.
Fortunately, this time there was a Death Exemption Token.
But there wouldn't be one next time.
Last night, Li Nuo had not slept well.
There were too many mosquitoes in the County Magistrate's Office jail; they had woken him up many times throughout the night, so he eventually gave up on trying to sleep.
Wrapped in his blanket, he pondered for a long time.
