"It's a letter from Brother Han!"
After the person left, Zong Ying excitedly handed the letter in his hand to Zhao Zhen.
"The Grand Marshal of Daming?"
Seeing this official position, Zhao Zhen's heart began to beat violently.
Let alone him, a leisurely prince, even the Crown Prince or Prince Yun, whoever could secure this position would absolutely have a strategic advantage in the subsequent struggle.
After all, the Grand Marshal of Daming was a strategically important post, and Han Mo was actually asking him now who was competent enough!
Wasn't this clearly meant to help him cultivate his influence?
If he could truly hold the position of Grand Marshal of Daming, he would no longer be without roots!
"But can he achieve it?"
After the excitement, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but start to have doubts.
"If he wasn't confident, I don't think he would have asked!"
After this incident, Zong Ying now had the utmost admiration for Han Mo.
Previously, when he read history books, he always felt that the scholars and generals who strategized from within their tents and won victories a thousand miles away were legendary figures, and most of them should have been fabricated by the ancients.
It was like once someone became emperor, even their birth would naturally have some auspicious signs.
Besides this, the extraordinary things they did could also be considered auspicious signs that literati would discuss with great interest.
For example, the founding emperor of our dynasty, Zhao Kuangyin, had red light surrounding his room at birth, with an unusual fragrance that lingered for a long time, and his body was golden for three days without changing.
Even when he grew up and there was nothing significant to write about, the fact that he hit his head on the city gate tower and did not die became a remarkable anecdote.
However, after witnessing Han Mo's brilliant strategies, he realized that such people truly existed!
But how could he know that a large part of Han Mo's brilliant strategies was due to him being a transmigrator from later generations.
He already knew the direction of history, coupled with his unconventional thinking mode, his knowledge that surpassed theirs by nearly a thousand years, and a touch of professional habit, which allowed him to be invincible.
This was completely different from those who were truly skilled.
"But the Grand Marshal of Daming is a position of high power and importance, and Wang Ge is a confidant of Liang Shicheng. Can this position truly fall into our hands?"
The happiness came too suddenly, even Zhao Zhen was a little disbelieving now.
"What are you afraid of? Trying it won't cost us anything! With Brother Han's calculations, if this matter succeeds, then Your Highness will have a foundation to stand on!"
Daming Prefecture was the bridgehead for resisting the Liao Dynasty. By controlling this position, if war broke out between the two countries, Zhao Zhen could legitimately cultivate his influence here.
When his wings were fully grown, even participating in the succession struggle would not be impossible!
"But, I don't have many trustworthy people around me, and even fewer who are worthy of this position..."
As happy as he was, upon careful consideration, Zhao Zhen had too few capable people around him.
After all, he was merely a leisurely prince. When his mother was alive, she had accumulated some connections for him.
However, after his mother's death, those people were frustrated in their careers, and at this time, the number of people who could be put to use could be counted on two hands at most.
"Your Highness, I do have a suitable candidate!"
After pondering for a long time, Zong Ying suddenly spoke.
"Who?"
"Have you forgotten? Your enlightenment teacher, Xu Churen, Mr. Xu!"
Hearing Zong Ying's words, Zhao Zhen's eyes indeed lit up.
Thinking carefully, he seemed to be quite suitable!
However, he was currently living in seclusion at home, and it would not be easy to recommend him for this position at this time.
"Isn't this difficulty too great?"
Although Xu Churen's qualifications were sufficient, to ascend to this position, especially at this time, was not an easy matter.
Especially since the person currently holding this position was a confidant of Liang Shicheng. To move Wang Ge now was like plucking teeth from a tiger's mouth!
"Anyway, we don't have any more suitable candidates in hand. Brother Han asked me to meet him at the Shenxiao Palace in five days. Why don't we ask for Brother Han's opinion?"
Hearing Zong Ying's words, Zhao Zhen could only nod helplessly.
Such a major event suddenly occurred in Bianliang City, and in just one night, the news had spread throughout the entire city.
Even some storytellers in the entertainment districts, those who were bold enough, had already begun to create anecdotes.
Although all of them used pseudonyms, both the tellers and the listeners actually understood who was being talked about.
The entire Bianliang City was in turmoil, but Han Mo, the instigator, had his life return to peace.
During the day, he attended school at the Imperial Academy, and after school in the evening, he first paid his respects to Han Jiayan on his way, and then returned to the manor outside the city to study.
Having learned from the previous lesson, Qin Hui became honest all of a sudden, and Cai Shu even voluntarily withdrew from the Imperial Academy.
This time, Han Mo's life truly began to be comfortable.
To facilitate his studies, Han Jiayan specifically had people move him to a larger courtyard.
Not only could the young maid have a separate room, but the remaining maids could also have their own rooms.
Han Mo was not someone who could tolerate hardship. Previously, he had no conditions, but now he was not short of money. The remaining maids were idle anyway.
Therefore, Han Mo directly reassigned their duties. The young maid Chun Tao would naturally be his personal maid.
She was responsible for tidying his room and study, and the remaining maids naturally had their own jobs.
The only thing that surprised him was that Yue Nu, who brought her child, turned out to be a very good cook.
Not only were the dishes she made good, but she was also adept at other tasks. Her presence seemed to explain to Han Mo what it meant to be skillful and clever.
Especially after trying the toothpaste she made herself, Han Mo sighed that he had definitely struck it rich.
Fortunately, she was inconvenient in her movements, otherwise, she probably wouldn't have fallen into Han Mo's hands.
Outside, everything was in chaos, and all the officials were in a state of fear, but Han Mo's life was developing in a good direction, which made Han Mo feel a little smug.
However, he also understood that at this time, stepping into the officialdom was only his first step.
When carrying out this task, his plan to accumulate wealth should also be resumed.