Six years later, you returned to the Capital City.
All the way through promotions, but reaching such a state, you have lost interest in being an official, only focusing on lecturing, and eventually, your students spread across the land.
In this year, you completed the establishment of words and virtue.
Until that year, a rebellion broke out locally, the Court was also overwhelmed and powerless to reverse the situation, so they thought of you, for the sake of the country, you, a weak civil servant, led an army of a hundred thousand fierce soldiers to the battlefield. Perhaps you were born with a knowledge of warfare, as it took only two or three years to quell this rebellion that had persisted for over a hundred years.
That year you were not yet fifty.
They began to call you Saint!
But just as you had quelled the rebellion, turmoil arose in the Court, a Vassal King rebelled, and you, without rest, quickly quelled the rebellion of the Vassal King within a few months.
