De'an was reluctant. He still wanted some kind of compensation.
But Zhao Jing pulled him back. "Forget it."
He was, after all, an instructor at the Xinghuai Prefecture School.
Since taking office, Mr. Sheng had taken a strict approach to the education at the Xinghuai Prefecture School.
The school had previously employed scholars to teach, but after his reforms, all of them were either dismissed or transferred to logistical positions.
Now, the instructors were exclusively Advanced Scholars.
It was a good thing the head professor in charge of the Xinghuai Prefecture School was a former Champion Scholar who had also served as the Assistant Minister of Rites. Otherwise, it would have been truly difficult to keep such a group of brilliant men in check.
But even in the talent-filled Xinghuai Prefecture School, Mr. Yin was a man who truly stood out.
