No wonder they didn't blame him. Zhang Jian's achievements in various fields seemed monstrous, with any classic and any anecdote coming easily to him, allowing for profound interpretations of the principles of heaven and earth.
It was as if, out of the 360 professions, he excelled in all. Whether it was warfare, the Ministry of Revenue's revenue increase, ancient rituals, or criminal records, he mastered them all, shaking those around him.
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Within the Imperial City, in the Palace of the Imperial Harem, Chao Mu wore a purple Python Robe. Tall and sturdy, he did not resemble a eunuch; rather, he walked with the grace of a prince.
Behind him, many black-clothed eunuchs followed with light steps, each wearing a solemn expression.
He walked steadily to the side of a Palace.
This was Yuexiu Palace of Consort Chen.
Consort Chen was the head of the Four Concubines of the Daqian Palace of the Imperial Harem, blessed with unparalleled beauty, though she was not favored in the past.
