In the Xiuwen Pavilion, debate and discussion were still ongoing, and the empty room seemed divided into two parts.
At the center's "meeting table," a number of young scholars were eagerly offering strategies for the new policy before the Empress and Grandmaster Dong, creating an extremely heated atmosphere.
Even Mo Zhaorong, after reading the text on the "meeting record," stood up and walked to the Empress' side to join the discussion.
Thus, left alone in the corner was only the solitary Zhao Douan.
Alongside a clerk engrossed in typing, diligently transcribing the contents of the scholars' debate.
It was like in his previous life, many times after work, Zhao Douan would go to a bustling community square near his home.
Elderly people would dance in the square, music blaring from the speakers, while groups of children ran around, laughing, full of the lively air of ordinary life.
