Jiang Wang froze.
That was it? It was that simple?
Chongxuan Sheng had to get Marquis of Bowang or Marquis of Dingyuan to speak up to make it happen, but all you had to do was send a letter?
Brother Yan, if you're so impressive, why didn't you say so earlier?
"Brother Yan." Jiang Wang's expression turned solemn with respect. "I was young and ignorant before. If I did anything wrong, please bear with me. I've grown up now, so let's get along from here on out."
Who'd taught him to say that?
Yan Fu laughed helplessly. "It's not that I have a much wider network than Chongxuan Fatty. The affairs of the entire Qi State are as vast as mountains and seas. Although there are nine Court Consultants, they can't personally handle everything. There are countless officials below them. Even nominations for the Yellow River Assembly are submitted through layer upon layer of officials.
"If you don't understand how things work, then, like the Chongxuan Family, whose roots lie in the Military Affairs Hall, you have to rely on the influence of a few marquises to pass word directly to the Court Consultants.
"But I only need to write a letter and hand it to any official, and it'll easily reach the Court Consultants. When they see that I recommended you, they generally won't make things difficult. After all, my grandfather..."
He stopped there. "Of course, the main reason this is easy to arrange is that you truly deserve the spot. Your strength and reputation are both sufficient. Recommending you wouldn't break any rules!"
People didn't say things like that unless they were close.
He didn't have to say a thing. Even just brushing past the matter would be enough to make Jiang Wang owe him a huge favor.