This made Li Shimin anxious, and he wanted to trade one for one with me.

"Put yourself in someone else's shoes..."

Li Dejiang pondered these four words carefully, and the more he thought about them, the more profound their meaning became.

Cheng Jun smiled and said, "That's right, you need to learn to put yourself in others' shoes."

Li Dejiang looked up at him, nodded and said, "I understand. I will do as you say, Brother Chuxia."

Cheng Jun nodded in satisfaction and said, "From now on, you are me, and I am you."

"You take my place at work, and I'll go to your house."

"You can try it out for one day. Goodbye."

After Cheng Jun finished speaking, he cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and left the Censorate.

Li Dejiang escorted him to the entrance of the Censorate, then returned to the Censorate's main hall, sat down, and looked around with curiosity in his eyes.

In his memory, the duty of the censor was to impeach people.

If I were Chuxia, who should I impeach...? Li Dejiang pondered.

He didn't know how much time had passed when the sound of footsteps outside the courtyard hall interrupted his thoughts.

He looked up and saw a middle-aged man dressed as a censor from the Censorate standing at the door.

The newcomer was none other than Feng Lingshi. He glanced around the courtyard and, finding only Li Dejiang present, bowed and asked:

"Have you seen Censor Cheng of my Censorate?"

Li Dejiang stood up and said, "Brother Chuxia has returned!"

Upon hearing the form of address, Feng Lingshi's heart skipped a beat, and he asked:

"And you are...?"

Li Dejiang said, "I am Li Dejiang. My brother Chuxia said that I will take over his post now. If there is anything that needs to be done at the station, just tell me."

Feng Lingshi stared at him blankly, taking a while to process his words. After hesitating for a moment, he said:

"This... come with me, Dr. Wen invites you."

Li Dejiang nodded and followed him to the Taiwan Academy.

In the main hall of the Taiwan Academy, Wen Yanbo was holding a bowl of hot water, gently blowing on it and sipping from the rim.

Upon seeing Feng Lingshi lead Li Dejiang in, Wen Yanbo paused, looking at Feng Lingshi with a puzzled expression, and asked:

"I told you to go and call Cheng Jun, but who did you bring with you?"

Feng Lingshi explained:

“Censor Cheng said that from now on, this Li Lang will take over his post.”

Wen Yanbo asked in surprise, "What do you mean by taking over his position?"

"A Censor can be replaced? Isn't that absurd!"

Li Dejiang retorted, "We're not fooling around; Cheng Sanlang and I are serious."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yanbo put down his water bowl, stared at the other person, and the more he looked, the more familiar the burly young man in front of him seemed, as if he had seen him somewhere before. He asked:

"who are you?"

Li Dejiang clasped his hands and said, "My name is Li Dejiang, and my father is Li Jing, the Minister of War."

"I remember now, yesterday when I was monitoring a class at the Imperial Academy, it was him lying on the stretcher..." Wen Yanbo said, "Oh, you're Li Jing's son?"

"Why have you come to my Censorate and taken up a post for Cheng Jun? Tell me what's going on."

Li Dejiang said, “My father told me to learn from Brother Chuxia. Then Brother Chuxia said that I wouldn’t learn anything just by following him, so he told me to be him for a day and him to be me for a day. So, I stayed at the Censorate to take his place, and he went back to my home.”

Wen Yanbo stared at him blankly, then blurted out, "Isn't he just slacking off?!"

Li Dejiang explained, "This is not laziness, it's putting yourself in someone else's shoes."

Wen Yanbo stared at him, feeling that if Li Dejiang were given a crutch right now, he would be unable to walk at all.

Seeing that Wen Yanbo remained silent, Li Dejiang said, "Dr. Wen, leave anything to me. Just think of me as Cheng Sanlang; if he can do it, so can I!"

Wen Yanbo withdrew his gaze, pondered for two seconds, and said, "Alright."

"I sought out Imperial Censor Cheng to tell him that the weather is getting colder and colder..."

Li Dejiang replied, "The weather is indeed getting colder. When I see Cheng Sanlang, I will tell him that Dr. Wen would like him to wear something warmer."

Wen Yanbo waved his hand and said, "That's not what I meant."

Could there be another meaning...? Li Dejiang looked at him with suspicion.

Wen Yanbo twitched the corner of his mouth and simply said, "I want a sweater and some long trousers."

Upon hearing this, Li Dejiang frowned and said, "This thing is unavailable."

Wen Yanbo said, "I know. If I could buy it, why would I need to ask you?"

Li Dejiang explained, "But I am not Imperial Censor Cheng."

Wen Yanbo couldn't hold back any longer and said, "Didn't you switch places with him now?"

Li Dejiang pondered for a moment and said:

"Dr. Wen, I don't know knitting, but if you want a sweater and long trousers, I can get you a set from the Ministry of Works. I heard they're making them there."

Wen Yanbo countered, "Then why don't I just go directly to the Ministry of Works and ask you for it?"

Seeing that Li Dejiang didn't get it, Wen Yanbo thought of his relationship with Cheng Jun and bluntly said:

“Nephew Dejiang, if it were my nephew Chuxia standing here, he would know what I was talking about as soon as I opened my mouth, and he would definitely agree.”

Li Dejiang understood that the Imperial Censor in front of him was asking him for sweaters and long johns. He frowned and said, "Doctor Wen, does this count as asking me to bribe you?"

"..."

Wen Yanbo's facial muscles twitched, and his hands trembled as if he had Parkinson's disease as he picked up the bowl of water, took a small sip, and then grinned, saying:

"Now that you hear what I've said, I realize that what I said earlier was somewhat inappropriate. Please don't take it to heart... By the way, my dear nephew Dejiang, I'm giving Imperial Censor Cheng a day off, so you don't need to cover for him anymore. You can go home now."

Upon hearing this, Li Dejiang seemed to understand something and asked, "Dr. Wen, do you think I'm inferior to Cheng Sanlang?"

Wen Yanbo waved his hands and said, "No, no, you are young and promising. How could I think you are inferior to him? You are very good. You can't tolerate any injustice. You are a great talent. The court needs people like you."

"There's really nothing much going on at the Censorate today, so you won't learn anything staying here. That's why I'm sending you back to rest."

After saying that, Wen Yanbo called out to the outside of the courtyard hall, "Minister Feng, please see off my nephew, who has been awarded the title of Virtuous Scholar."

Feng Lingshi immediately walked in and stood in front of Li Dejiang with a smile on his face.

Li Dejiang had no choice but to bow and say, "Then... I'll go back."

Wen Yanbo said with a gentle smile, "Go ahead, go ahead."

After Feng Lingshi saw Li Dejiang off and returned, seeing Wen Yanbo rubbing his forehead and looking speechless, he leaned over and said:

"Dr. Wen, isn't Minister Li's youngest son a bit...?"

Wen Yanbo waved his hand and said, "It's just that I'm a little straightforward."

After saying that, he let out a long sigh.

Everything is afraid of comparison. It would be better if there was no comparison, but this comparison made him suddenly miss Cheng Jun.