A year's salary was docked!
This was the punishment the Central Military Governor's Office handed down for Yang Zhengshan privately leading troops beyond the border.
However, Yang Zhengshan felt certain this had to be the Old Emperor's will.
At this outcome, Yang Zhengshan both sighed in relief and felt a tiny bit of resentment rise in his heart.
He sighed in relief because the punishment was not considered severe. It was only one year's salary. To him, that truly counted for nothing. The Yang Family no longer relied on that bit of salary of his to get by, and docking one year's pay would not affect the Yang Family's daily life.
As for the resentment, could a working man have a year's wages withheld and not feel resentful?
"The Old Emperor really isn't human!"
"Docking your son's salary would be one thing, so why did you have to dock mine too?"
"This old man handled this matter without the slightest selfish motive, yet you actually docked this old man's salary. You truly can't tell right from wrong!"
Of course, Yang Zhengshan only muttered these words in his heart. He did not dare say them aloud.
There was nothing he could do about it. The Old Emperor was the biggest of all; he could not afford to provoke him.
Very quickly, Yang Zhengshan threw this punishment and the resentment in his heart to the back of his mind, and continued busily working on the construction of the Tenglong Guard.
And a few days later, his memorial was once again delivered to the Capital.
In the Imperial Study of the Imperial City.
Emperor Chengping leaned back on a bright-yellow soft couch. Prince Xin knelt before him, while Eunuch Chen and several young eunuchs stood at the side, not daring to even breathe