Chen Sanshi noticed the notation after "complete."
Rank One Breakthrough.
It looked like it could still continue to improve.
The direction of improvement would most likely be the accuracy of its range and the speed of drawing the string and firing.
At present, it was impossible to evade within three hundred paces.
That worked out to more than four hundred meters, nearly a li. At that distance, it should be more than enough.
He put away his bow and arrows.
Chen Sanshi patrolled the city that afternoon. When he returned home that evening, he received the memorial reply sent back from the post station. Xu Wencai's recommendation had been approved, but Yu Song's matter was not mentioned at all, utterly ignored as if it were air.
From its contents, it did not look as though the Emperor had personally written it. Most likely, the Cabinet or the Directorate of Ceremonial had submitted the memorial and issued a reply on his behalf.
"Is a plaque really that difficult?"
Did he have to wait until he entered the capital and say it face-to-face?
Fortunately, Xu Wencai should have received an official post, though the response was equally vague and did not state the specific rewards.
Military City.
The soldiers' residential district.
Within Liangzhou City, basically half of the northern district was home to soldiers' families. The houses were no different from ordinary residences and were likewise allocated according to military rank.
But even the lowest-grade homes were enough for a family of five, though they would be more cramped.
North Street Alley, Number Ding residence.
Several old brothers from Poyang whose day off had come around laid out food and wine in the courtyard, drinking while playing dice.
"I've made something of myself. I'm a general now, more or less."
Feng Yong