On a clear morning in early summer, the sky was unusually bright, with the blue color gradually deepening from nearby to the horizon.

The weather was not as hot as it was at noon, and the carriage moved slowly in the cool breeze.

Fang Yun was lost in thought, pondering this world, his future, and how to establish himself in the literary world.

Entering the Prefecture Academy as a "student of the academy" was a new stage in life.