"For example, if you wiped out several thousand enemies, that would be over ten thousand merit points.
"Once you accumulated enough merit points, even becoming a duke wouldn't be impossible. So you should think it over carefully," Chu Zhao said, shaking his head.
"But hundreds of thousands of merit points would take tens of millions of taels of silver. Where would I get that?" Tang Wen shook his head.
"There's an opportunity right in front of you. The Northwestern War is in dire straits.
"I heard news from the front that there's a kind of military tent that's very useful.
"The officers and soldiers all love them. When I asked around, it turned out they came from you," Chu Zhao said.
"That's right. When Lord Jiang, the provincial Deputy Commander-in-Chief, came last time, I gave him quite a few." Tang Wen nodded.
"You mean Jiang Xuan?" Chu Zhao asked.
"Yes, him." Tang Wen nodded.
"Ah... what a pity." Chu Zhao suddenly sighed and gulped down a large mouthful of wine.
"If you have any difficulties, Lord Chu, just tell me. Let's see whether I can help," Tang Wen said.
"Lord Chu has a complicated background. His Chu family also belongs to the Imperial Clan.
"And they're quite well known in Sea Saint City, counted among its prominent families.
"It's just that there's some trouble concerning Lord Chu's mother," Yang Yun said when he saw Chu Zhao look at him.
"Could it be that Lord Chu's birth mother wasn't the principal wife?" Tang Wen immediately thought of an illegitimate son.
"You're sharp indeed, my lord. You guessed it in one try. Lord Chu's father brought his birth mother home from outside, so she's never been accepted by the Chu family.
"Even now, Lord Chu has no recognized standing in the Chu