Both the martial path and spellcraft had reached their stage goals.
Next, it was time to head into the mountains to hunt.
"I have already written Commander Yu's memorial, and sent it by the Secretariat's six-thousand-li divine eagle express. By my reckoning, it should have arrived by now."
"I wonder whether the Emperor will clear Commander Yu's name after reading it."
"Also, I included Xu Wencai's contributions in it."
After the rebellion in Mingzhou was suppressed.
Everyone from the Reserve Camp who returned alive received lavish rewards.
Since Xu Wencai had no cultivation whatsoever and was not even a Warrior Recruit, he only received some gold and silver. That was truly somewhat unfair. The Old Scholar's dream was to receive a proper title of "Crouching Dragon."
But with Fang Qingyun's "Young Phoenix" already setting the standard, such a title on equal footing would likely be difficult to obtain. Getting him a martial or literary merit title would be good enough. All they could do was try their best.
There was also news from the capital worth mentioning. Before they had gone to war, the imperial examinations had produced a new top scholar—an old acquaintance of his, Tang Yingke.
Who would have thought that the kid had really passed when he said he would? He truly had some ink in his belly.
The capital.
Myriad Longevity Palace.
All the cabinet members had gathered there.
"Victory report!"
"Since the war against Eastern Qing Country began, Marquis Andong Meng Quji has seized eight prefectures in succession within only two months. He has now pushed into the heartland of Laizhou. Victory after victory, his momentum is utterly unstoppable.
"In desperation, Eastern Qing sent King Tang to Tongzhou with an army of one hundred thousand.
"If Eastern Qing's King Tang is defeated again, we can