Wild Daoist did not know what Su Ziji was thinking. Hearing this, he smiled. "My lord, this is already a very good result. Under the banner of greater righteousness, it is only normal for everyone to be spies and infiltrators."
"At the very least, my lord has now gained a group of trustworthy hands."
"And when the critical moment comes, there is actually no need for so many people. Perhaps this one Thousand-Household Commander and six Hundred-Household Officers will be enough to accomplish the task."
Even the Emperor could not possibly keep all military authority in his own hands. Even among the Imperial Feather Guards, was there not only a select group who were the Emperor's diehard loyalists?
Even an Emperor who had ruled the dynasty for so many years was like this, let alone an imperial grandson who had only been acknowledged a few years ago. To have achieved such results was already quite impressive.
Su Ziji had merely been voicing a sentiment. He could accept this outcome.
Many people had their uses; few people had theirs as well.
Su Ziji nodded. "Have Wen Xunpeng bestow favors upon these men."
After a pause, he added, "And the guests who came to congratulate me—I must also write to each of them to seek their counsel. Come with me."
Su Ziji turned and walked out. Wild Daoist put away the paper bearing the names of Zhang and followed him.
Su Ziji went all the way to the Book of Documents study. Upon entering, he pointed directly at a drawer in the Book of Documents cabinet. "Take the letters inside and deliver them for me, one by one."
Wild Daoist answered, pulled open the drawer, and found it packed with letters—at least a hundred of them. Judging by the handwriting on the