Wei Hui was in no hurry either.
It was a joyous occasion to begin with. Such a great honor—even Lu Shenzhou, who had recovered the Northern Region in those years, had received only the title of Junior Guardian.
Though it was Principal First Rank, how could it compare to being enfeoffed as a marquis?
That only made it all the more apparent that His Majesty of today
was not a man of scant favor.
A faint smile touched Wei Hui's lips. The fact that his master had entrusted this task to him carried a deeper meaning.
Feng Haiping, Military Commissioner of the Northern Defense Army, was a great frontier official commanding three hundred thousand iron cavalry.
He had already been a weighty minister at court. Now that he was being made a marquis, he had risen another step, his favor and glory reaching their peak.
As a close attendant of the Son of Heaven, Wei Hui had come here to proclaim the decree, merely to deliver the first tidings of joy. Many formalities still remained afterward; even the Lineage register had to be handed over to the Ministry of Rites, and county, commandery, and provincial gazetteers issued.
This was a matter that would truly bring glory to one's ancestral halls!
If Feng Haiping knew even a little of the ways of officialdom, then with Wei Hui, a close attendant of the Son of Heaven, becoming close to him, Wei Hui could serve as his eyes and ears at court and speak on Feng Haiping's behalf.
And Feng Haiping, as a great general holding heavy troops beyond the capital, could in turn open the eyes of others to Wei Hui.
With both influence and power, they could ride the wind and waves, and only then would their positions stand firm.
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