Chapter 122 Tang Family
However, the commanders of the Great Zhou army were generally of the fourth rank, but Wang Muzhi was of the fourth rank, which was an exception.
Seeing the surprise on Ye Mingsheng's face, Fang Jing immediately asked:
"Since you know about the establishment of the Zhenwu Army, have you also heard about Wang Muzhi being the commander?"
“Yes! Isn’t this Wang Muzhi a close confidant of the Prime Minister? This time he was sent out by the Prime Minister’s arrangement. How come he suddenly became the Marquis of Guangshun when he was about to make a leap from a carp to a dragon?” Ye Mingsheng nodded, and said with some doubt and envy:
Compared to Wang Muzhi, who has been famous in the imperial guards over the years, he is not very familiar with Chen Dechang, the Marquis of Guangshun. He only knows that this is a veteran who has followed the Prime Minister Shangguan Hongyuan for many years. He is considered to be one of the nobles who stands beside Shangguan Hongyuan. When he was young, he was stationed in Liaoyang and had many dealings with the Luobi people. He doesn't know anything else.
"It is said that the Prime Minister's original plan was to arrange Wang Muzhi to serve as the commander, but this decision was strongly opposed both within the Imperial Guards and by the old men in the Ministry of War!"
"After all, Wang Muzhi was only a fifth-rank commander before. This time he was transferred to the Zhenwu Army and promoted two levels to the fourth-rank, which is already very good. Letting him directly become a third-rank commander is too much of a compliment to him. How can he win the support of the army?"
Having said that, Fang Jing's tone also revealed some indignation. There was no doubt that he was one of those who opposed Wang Muzhi's appointment as the third-rank commander.
Although Fang Jing was a good person, as an old man who had worked for half his life to get the position of a fourth-rank commander, it was difficult for him to accept that those young people who had risen to the top like rockets were now on the same level as him.
What's more, this time Wang Muzhi was not only on an equal footing with him, but was two levels higher than him. When they met, he had to bow and call him "Sir". Therefore, even though he knew that Wang Muzhi was very capable and was highly regarded by the Prime Minister Shangguan Hongyuan, and that it was only a matter of time before he was promoted to the third rank, he still had complaints about it.
Being familiar with Fang Jing's personality, he naturally guessed what Fang Jing was thinking, but he did not point it out. He just nodded and listened quietly to Fang Jing's story.
After venting his emotions, Fang Jing cleared his throat and continued with some disdain:
"Although Wang Muzhi is capable and loyal to the Prime Minister, he is a bit arrogant and shows off his talent. He doesn't know how to restrain himself!"
"It is said that half a year ago, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, Lord Chu Yuanshan, admired him very much and wanted to marry his daughter to him!"
"But Wang Muzhi is an ungrateful person. He rejected Lord Chu's advice and said that a wife who has shared the hardships of life should not be abandoned. He refused to let his wife give up her position as the principal wife. Lord Prime Minister advised him, but he would not listen!"
“Otherwise, with Lord Chu mediating on his behalf, Wang Muzhi might really be able to soar to the top this time. Lord Chu has already been chosen to succeed Xu Bingyang as the next Minister of War…”
"Humph! Do you think everyone else is just like you, coveting official positions?"
Fang Jing was about to speak when suddenly a cold female voice came from behind the screen in the main hall.
When Fang Jing, who was about to continue speaking, heard this voice, his voice stopped abruptly, and his old face was full of embarrassment.
Ye Mingsheng knew who was coming, so he stood up quickly, bowed to the screen and said, "Mingsheng greets Auntie!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the concubine of Duke Wei, Madam Fang Tang, behind the screen, seemed not to have heard anything and did not reply. Ye Mingsheng, who had been bowing for more than ten seconds, smiled bitterly in his heart, not knowing how he had offended this living Buddha again. Just when Fang Jing could no longer bear it and was about to speak out to help Ye Mingsheng out, Tang's voice came from behind the screen.
"I didn't realize you were so courageous. You offended Xu Zhaojie so badly..."
Although Tang's voice was not loud, it made Ye Mingsheng and Fang Jing in the main hall look shocked. Fang Jing was surprised that Ye Mingsheng dared to offend his immediate superior, Xu Zhaojie, the commander of the Xuanwu Army, while Ye Mingsheng was surprised how Tang knew about this.
A few seconds later, Ye Mingsheng came back to his senses with a wry smile on his face. Since everyone already knew about it, he didn't try to hide it anymore and said helplessly:
"Caught between a dilemma, what can the disciple do..."
Hearing what he said, Tang behind the screen fell silent again. After Ye Mingsheng waited for more than ten seconds, she continued slowly:
"For the sake of the things you have given me over the years, I have a suggestion for you. It is a good idea for you to be transferred to the Zhenwu Army and return to Liaoyang. The sooner you do this, the better. Don't delay it for too long!"
Although Tang didn't say it directly, Ye Mingsheng immediately understood what she meant. A barely perceptible cold light flashed in his eyes. Then, with gratitude in his heart, he bowed to the screen again and said in a deep voice:
"Auntie, your words are good and valuable. Mingsheng will keep them in mind! Thank you for your kindness!"
"It's just a suggestion, not worth mentioning..."
Tang seemed to be indifferent to Ye Mingsheng's thanks. She said lightly, and as soon as she finished speaking, footsteps were heard from behind the screen again. She actually left directly.
After bowing to the screen again, Ye Mingsheng turned around and said to Fang Jing with a somewhat apologetic look, his eyes full of complexities:
"Uncle Fang, I'm sorry..."
Fang Jing heard this, waved his hands, sighed and said: "So it was him you offended. With his ruthlessness and means, no wonder Mingsheng you insisted on leaving and being transferred to the Zhenwu Army."
At this point, Fang Jing seemed to have thought of something, and admonished in a low voice:
“Although your aunt is the concubine daughter of Duke Wei, she has a very good relationship with her eldest brother Tang Peng. You should be clear about the relationship between Tang Peng and Xu Zhaojie... Since your aunt said so, it’s right to listen to her!”
"I understand!" Ye Mingsheng nodded heavily.
"I'm not very familiar with the Ministry of War, but I know Li Guangbin, the doctor of the Ministry of Personnel. His father is Li Kai, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of War. I can introduce him to you, but for other matters, you have to do it yourself, Mingsheng!" Looking at Ye Mingsheng, Fang Jing said meaningfully:
"I am already very grateful to Uncle Fang for introducing me. As for the rest, I know what to do!" Ye Mingsheng said:
(End of this chapter)