Talk to My Fist
Translator: 549690339
The news that Xie Xianguan was appointed as a third-grade casual rider's constant attendant spread throughout the backyard in less than a cup of tea's time. The ladies gathered in twos and threes, and all of them were amazed by this twenty-year-old casual rider's constant attendant.
A casual rider's attendant was something that even aristocratic families dreamed of. It was a relatively prominent official position among clean officials. It had a real position and a good reputation.
Some of the fathers of noble ladies had never reached this height in their entire lives.
For a time, the frequency of the name 'Xie Xian' in the backyard soared. However, there were naturally those who praised him and those who criticized him.
".. What was the use of a higher official position? Even the emperor knew that his body was not good, but he still fell sick every two or three days even if he gave him tonics."