Han Zhengchun mulled over the Right Minister's words, finding the matter hard to believe.
'Grand Tutor Qin in cahoots with Duke Dingguo?'
Grand Tutor Qin had always been proud of his station, especially after becoming the Grand Tutor. He valued his reputation above all else, and the animosity between scholar-officials and the nobility ran deep.
It was a struggle waged between two groups from entirely different walks of life, one that wouldn't change because of a few individuals.
The nobility enjoyed the protection of their ancestors. Even if their descendants were wastrels, they could still be granted official positions and live in luxury. Scholar-officials were different. They had to endure years of arduous study, climbing their way up one step at a time to make a name for themselves.
And now Grand Tutor Qin was in cahoots with Duke Dingguo?
One could only imagine how Han Zhengchun felt.
