Wei Zhun listened, his heart surging!
Learning so extraordinary that it transcended the mundane was already enough to leave a man speechless. Now talent, strategy, and character entered the picture as well-that was more remarkable still!
Although Wang Rong's assessment of Wang Yang far exceeded anything he had imagined, he quickly adjusted his thinking to keep pace with Wang Rong and said:
"A talent like that deserves encouragement and advancement. Whether for the country or for His Highness, we ought to draw him into our fold!
You could look after him, sir, bestow favors upon him, or recommend him to His Highness and have him brought into the Western Residence-"
Wang Rong smiled faintly.
"He has no need of my protection.
As for bestowing favors, you mean 'buying gratitude,' don't you?
Before Wang Yang, buying gratitude is something I am neither willing to do nor would deign to do.
I can recommend him to His Highness, but not too early, nor too deliberately.
It would be best to let things take their natural course and allow Wang Yang to judge and choose for himself. Which road would benefit the country most? Which road would be best for the future?
All things have their own nature, and all affairs their proper time. Excessive interference does not improve matters; it harms them instead.
Besides, someone has been watching Wang Yang all along. Interfere too much, and I fear that person would be displeased."
Wei Zhun's heart tightened.
Anyone who could make his teacher so cautious had to occupy an exceedingly high position. Could it-could it be the Crown Prince? Had Wang Yang drawn his attention by protecting Xiao Zixiang?
Uncertainly, he asked:
"Do you mean the Eastern Palace, sir? Or the Prince of Yuzhang..."
Wang Rong raised a finger to point upward