Chapter 63 Disappointment (Please collect! Please vote! Please invest!)

Seeing Lin Huaiwu speak so bluntly, Ye Mingsheng's facial expression did not change, but he felt a little conflicted in his heart.

His own transfer has not been finalized yet, so naturally there is no way he can promise Lin Huaiwu anything. However, if he does not make a promise now, Lin Huaiwu will probably find it difficult to be convinced.

Ye Mingsheng pondered for a moment, and under Lin Huaiwu's gaze, he slowly spoke: "Huaiwu, you and I are both from humble backgrounds, and we don't have any big backers in the Imperial Army. We know how difficult it is to climb up every step!"

"The establishment of the Zhenwu Army this time is undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for both of you and me!"

If I get promoted this time, I will definitely recommend you to my superiors. As for what official position you will hold, I cannot give you a definite answer yet, but I will definitely let you get promoted to a higher rank!"

After hearing what Ye Mingsheng said later, Lin Huaiwu's expression was immediately moved, and he seemed to be moved by Ye Mingsheng's final guarantee.

Lin Huaiwu silently made a decision in his heart. For him, following Ye Mingsheng to Zhenwu Army seemed to be a good choice!

First of all, as a boss, Ye Mingsheng appreciated and tolerated him very much.

Under Ye Mingsheng over the years, he was promoted from a team leader to a sentry leader. Although it seemed that he was only promoted one level, he still had official status and became a minor official of the ninth rank in the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

In addition, although Lin Huaiwu did not make a lot of money in these years, he was not hungry and lived a decent life with Ye Mingsheng, so emotionally speaking, Lin Huaiwu was willing to follow Ye Mingsheng!
Moreover, Lin Huaiwu was also very clear that what Ye Mingsheng said was correct. If he had not been transferred to the Zhenwu Army, he would have been a ninth-rank sentry captain in his entire life in the Xuanwu Imperial Army, where internal competition was extremely serious, with no money and no backing, and there would have been no possibility of climbing up.

The real reason why Lin Huaiwu is still hesitant is that according to Ye Mingsheng, the Zhenwu Army will be stationed in Liaoyang!

Compared to the prosperous and bustling Luoan, Liaoyang, located on the border of the empire, is really a bitter and cold place. Even Dongning Prefecture, the provincial capital, is not one-tenth as exciting as Luoan.

As a child of a poor family, Lin Huaiwu had finally managed to get out of another desolate place, Liangzhou, and came to Luoan. After feeling the prosperity of the capital, he really didn't want to go to a place like Liaoyang.

If it weren't for going to Liaoyang, Lin Huaiwu would have agreed to Ye Mingsheng's recruitment long ago!
Seeing Lin Huaiwu still unable to make up his mind, Ye Mingsheng was a little annoyed, but he still said patiently: "There is no rush for this matter, go back and think about it carefully, and give me an answer when you have thought it through!"

"I resign from my humble position!"

Lin Huaiwu hesitated, stood up and bowed:

After saying this, with confusion in his eyes, he turned around and walked back. Just as he was about to step out of the tent, Ye Mingsheng's low voice sounded behind him.

"A real man should carry a three-foot sword and make great achievements in troubled times, how can he covet pleasure? Moreover, with our meager salary, even if we don't eat or drink, when can we afford to buy a house and settle down in Luoan?" Lin Huaiwu was stunned by the words, but to Ye Mingsheng's disappointment, Lin Huaiwu walked out of his tent a few seconds later...

"Ugh!"

Ye Mingsheng, with an extremely ugly expression on his face, couldn't help but sigh.

He had just been thinking that if Lin Huaiwu followed him to the Zhenwu Army, he would use money and connections to raise Lin Huaiwu's official rank to the eighth grade. But now it seems that he was overthinking, as Lin Huaiwu was really a hopeless case!

Although he had hit a wall with Lin Huaiwu, life had to go on. Ye Mingsheng thought for a while, then spread a piece of white paper on the desk, picked up the pen and started writing quickly. After an incense stick of time, Ye Mingsheng, who had thought it over again and again, wrote a list with more than 20 names on it, then called Ye Tie in and handed the list to him.

"Take this list. When you have a chance to be alone with the people on this list, test their attitude and see if they are willing to be transferred to Liaoyang to join the Zhenwu Army!" Ye Mingsheng said in a deep voice:

"Got it, Master!" Ye Tie took the list, glanced at it, then bowed and left;

After Ye Tie left, Ye Mingsheng, who was in a bad mood, stayed in the tent alone and sulked. The names on his list were all the officers under his command, from the captain to the sergeant.

Although there are quite a few people, to be honest, Ye Mingsheng has no idea how many of them are willing to abandon their homes and careers and follow him to Liaoyang to work hard. But as the saying goes, give it a try first. What if he, Ye, has a great character and exudes the aura of a king, and all the generals bow down to him?
Thinking of this, Ye Mingsheng, who was entertaining himself, had a bitter smile on his face...

At this moment, the tent cloth was lifted again, and someone walked into the tent. Although he did not look up, Ye Mingsheng knew who the person was. After all, only if she came, the Ye brothers who were guarding outside the tent would not inform her.

"I'm fine now! Let's discuss whether we can stop drinking today?" Looking at the medicine bowl in Pei Zhixiu's hand, Ye Mingsheng frowned and said helplessly:

Although he didn't know what medicine Pei Zhixiu gave him, this medicine was indeed very effective. After drinking it, Ye Mingsheng could clearly feel the improvement in his physical condition and the strengthening of his physique. However, this medicine was too bitter, so bitter that it was difficult to swallow.

When his physical condition was worse before, Ye Mingsheng could still tell himself that he must drink the medicine, only in this way could he get better. However, as his physical condition improved, Ye Mingsheng found it increasingly difficult to accept the medicine. He felt that if he drank any more, he would really vomit...

Facing Ye Mingsheng's earnest gaze, Pei Zhixiu's fair and pretty face remained expressionless, unmoved at all. She still handed the medicine bowl in her hand to Ye Mingsheng and said lightly:

"Although your physical condition has improved a lot, it is not completely healed yet. You still have to take the medicine."

Pei Zhixiu's words immediately made Ye Mingsheng feel a sense of despair. Looking at the black medicine in the medicine bowl handed over by Pei Zhixiu, which smelled extremely bitter, Ye Mingsheng really wanted to refuse. He even had an indescribable urge to knock the medicine bowl to the ground.

(End of this chapter)