"It is time, my lord." Lu Yuchen straightened and met Song Changming's gaze with a smile.
Song Changming's lips twitched. In the end, he let out a long sigh, understanding that another old companion by his side was about to leave.
"We have worked together all these years, and you have never disappointed me. You have worked hard, Old Lu."
Hearing this, Lu Yuchen knew that Song Changming had agreed to his request to step down. He immediately straightened his official robes and solemnly knelt before Song Changming.
"This subordinate has never felt it was hard. Following my lord throughout my life has made it immensely fulfilling!"
"That is good." Song Changming helped the old subordinate to his feet and lightly patted his shoulder.
"Go back and rest well. So long as the Lu Family behaves itself, I will ensure its prosperity for a hundred years."
This was Song Changming's promise.
"Thank you, my lord!" Lu Yuchen said, his voice slightly agitated.
He knew full well that this was a mark of Song Changming's deep favor. Others could never obtain such a promise from him.
From then on, even when he died of old age, he would no longer need to worry about the younger generations of the Lu Family.
"You need not thank me. You have earned this," Song Changming said seriously.
Though Lu Yuchen was a civilian official in the military department, his achievements did not pale beside those of any marshal who had fought and killed on the battlefield.
It was precisely under his management that the military department had continually renewed its strength, its forces gradually expanding rather than diminishing.
His hands had never been stained with blood, but he was a true man of merit!
Watching Lu Yuchen leave, Song Changming looked at the seat