On the way

Yan Liqiang laid lazily in the carriage and closed his eyes, trying not to think of anything while listening to the sound of the wheels and feeling the light wobbling. The copper incense cauldron inside the carriage emitted an aroma. The sun was burning outside while the ice cupboard inside the carriage made the temperature inside much lower than the outside.

Before he became a official, he thought that they were very powerful and authoritative, but once he was ruling a region, Yan Liqiang found that being an official wasn't as easy as he imagined. It was especially so for someone who had such a sense of responsibility like him. Enjoying life and surrounding himself with sycophants was easy but he couldn't live such life comfortably so he could only clench his teeth and carry the burden on his shoulders. No matter how tiring, bitter, or bored he was, he could only hold on. Sitting with such a position meant that people relied on you while you had no one to rely on anymore!