Does the End of Civil Officials Lead to Martial Fights? I Walk Sideways in Court

Can the end of civil officials be martial fighting? I am walking sideways through the imperial court.

The Wang Minister’s household is full of thin, refined civil officials, each one elegant and slight, able to write a thousand-word memorial with a brush! Only the second son, Wang Ling, is an oddity—a giant over nine chi tall, broad enough to block a doorway, able to lift a full vat of water with one hand, standing among scholars like a bull crashing into an orchid garden.

Study? After half an hour of a tutor speaking, he falls asleep for an entire hour! Memorizing texts? He cannot remember even half a character of the Great Learning!

Just as the whole family was about to collapse, the frail eldest brother gasped and urged him, “The family has made enemies all over the court. If you still don’t study, our whole family will be at their mercy!”

Wang Ling: This is too hard for me! I’m a history graduate student who transmigrated here, with nothing but absurd strength, trapped in a house full of upright civil officials! Can’t read the classics? No problem, I can recite all the timeless poetry of later generations by heart.

Who would have thought that he would become a legend in one battle at the Imperial Academy, writing borderland masterpieces in succession, and with one line of loyal heart shaking the capital, rising smoothly through the imperial examinations all the way to the golden throne!

In the court, the newly risen Deputy Minister Wang flexed his thick arms and looked over the censorial officials, saying calmly, “As for the classics and poetry, you may compete as much as you like. But if you want to scheme behind people’s backs or plot in the shadows... with this body of strength, even that old Hanlin scholar used to hang from a jujube tree with one hand!”

The entire civil and military court fell silent together!