[COMPLETE] Transmigrated Author: The Quiet Plum

Chapter 17: Madam Long

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It was true that the Emperor, Long Yi Ran, had a sharp memory. But it wasn't too impressive to the point of remembering middle-ranking soldiers out of the thousands they had.

The reality was he purposely remembered that name: Mao Zhu. He had a knack for discovering good seedlings and cultivating them.

It was a talent male leads tend to have so it wasn't a coincidence that the general of the Southern Front was a confidant of his.

During the five-year military campaign, he made a list of soldiers with talent and a good personality.

Surprising as it was, Mao Zhu came on top. The reason for this is the list didn't include the soldiers' current rank as a factor. So those with noble origins didn't have their great advantage.

This process was confidential and only a trusted general knew about it before sending the message back to the capital.

In fact, Mao Zhu could have risen in ranks faster than he thought he could if it wasn't for this general. The latter suppressed his growth as long as he could so he wouldn't be eyed by envious wolves.

This not only helped him gain significant experiences but also honed his skills in building relationships with his fellow soldiers and immediate superiors. The Emperor agreed with this setup.

Now, it was time to test if Mao Zhu was worthy of his Majesty's trust.

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Mao Zhu was somewhat airheaded as he followed his superior towards the Eastern Royal Villa.

For middle-ranking officers, it was normal to attend this banquet. But their regiment was never famous in the army so they always passed attending these gatherings.

Needless to say, it was the first time for Mao Zhu.

Colonel Po, who had much more experience than him gave him a piece of advice.

"Kid, you're very lucky ah. You must get used to these grand things. That person has their eyes on you."

Without mentioning who he was referring to, Mao Zhu understood.

Although their meeting was very brief, His Majesty showed interest in him. He wasn't ignorant.

A peasant might view this as a great favor but those who were closer to the dragon were also the closest to the chaotic waters of the court. He wouldn't be presumptuous to think that His Majesty held him in high regard. But even the littlest interest could cause envy.

Once they arrived at the vermillion gates, a servant came forward to ask for their names while a stable hand got their horses.

"Greetings to the Colonel and Lieutenant Colonel, please follow this servant."

While walking, they could hear the sounds of merriment from the hall. But they were intercepted mid-way by a stern-looking woman.

Judging from her clothes, she was also a servant but her manner of speaking and the way she carried herself signified her high position.

She curtsied, "May Lieutenant Colonel Mao follow this one."

Mao Zhu looked at his superior in confusion.

But Colonel Po's trained eyes knew that the woman's master wasn't someone they could provoke.

Aiya, this brat would soon become big-time ah. He thought while looking at his junior from the corners of his eyes.