Cao Mao held a grand banquet in the East Hall of Taiji Hall to welcome the three men who had traveled so far.
Cao Mao began by speaking of his admiration and esteem for the General Who Guards the East.
Then came Mouqiu Dian's appointment.
"I appoint Mouqiu Dian Chief Imperial Censor, to head the Censorate and oversee all officials."
Mouqiu Dian accepted the appointment.
Cao Mao then began praising Wen Qin, the Inspector of Yangzhou.
Holding Wen Yang's hand, Cao Mao said earnestly, "I heard of you long ago, Ayang. Everyone says your martial prowess is without equal."
Standing nearby, Cheng Ji gave a somewhat scornful snort.
Wen Yang glanced at him and narrowed his eyes.
Pretending not to notice, Cao Mao asked, "Do you know swordsmanship, Ayang?"
"I do."
"Then would you perform a sword dance for me? I have loved martial arts since childhood, but until now, I could only listen to others speak of your skill. Today, I would like to feast my eyes on it!"
Wen Yang raised his head, greatly pleased by the emperor's words.
His temperament was somewhat like Zhong Hui's, but he was only a youth, after all. It was perfectly normal for him to be this way.
Pointing at Cheng Ji, he said, "Your Majesty, a sword dance alone is hardly worth watching. This warrior under your command looks strong and imposing. Why not have him spar with me?"
There was a trace of disdain on Cheng Ji's face.
He had seen far too many privileged young dandies like Wen Yang.
*Born into a prominent family, he thinks himself extraordinary, throwing his weight around in the provinces without knowing his own measure. His Majesty offered a few words of flattery out of regard for his father, and he actually took them