The sons of officials had been drifting in and out of the officialdom between beauty and trickery. They had seen so many beauties, trampled over so many silkpants, experienced so many schemes, looked down on mutual deception, walked in the sea of love and jealousy, saw all the beauties in the world, drifted through the confusion of the officialdom, detached themselves, and finally found their own official path. It was a different officialdom, a different path to promotion in the officialdom.