Chen Tang watched the scene on Ganyang Street where Chen Shi bid farewell to the gathered Juren and Jinshi scholars, feeling a nameless stirring in his heart.
This scene had come about as naturally as water flowing into a canal, unlike the Young Master, who always acted with such deliberate intent.
These people were deliberately scattered by the imperial court precisely out of fear that if they gathered around Little Shi, they would turn into an uncontrollable force, he thought silently to himself.
Yet the imperial court had overlooked one detail: although Tian Yue'e and the others were scattered, they were simultaneously members of the Red Mountain Hall's Talisman Master Association. Once they took up official posts across the fifty provinces of the Western Ox Continent, they would inevitably establish Red Mountain Hall branches everywhere.
By then, with the Red Mountain Hall's talisman masters blossoming across the land, it would surely cease to be a minor force content to guard a corner of the realm, instead suddenly expanding to an unimaginable degree!
The Ministry of Revenue removed me, and the men I originally left planted inside the ministry will likely be replaced by them one by one.
Chen Tang suddenly realized that these officials had all been promoted by his own hand; with him, it was glory shared and ruin borne together. Now that he had fallen, these officials could not go on working either, so he might as well simply have them go work for Red Mountain Hall instead.
As Red Mountain Hall expanded, there would inevitably be many vacancies, making it just the right place to accommodate these people.
*As for myself, a Grand Master of Glorious Felicity with nothing to do, I can also go to Red Mountain Hall and busy myself with some work, sparing myself