Chapter 58: Confrontation (2)
Zhao Ziheng sighed as he looked at Wang Ye and Wu Yao. This was really the case when these two met. Wu Yao was one of the generals he trusted, and Wang Ye was irreplaceable to him. Both were indispensable, but these two liked to compete with each other when they met. This really gave Zhao Ziheng a headache.
"I want to say, isn't it time for you to do your own things?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"...I will go right away."
The two men saluted Zhao Ziheng and left. Looking at them, Zhao Ziheng sighed again. Just because of them messing around, his original intention of dealing with the matter seriously was gone. So he decided to let it go. After everything here was over, he really needed to teach these two people a lesson, otherwise the subsequent operations would not be able to proceed smoothly. It was not that they were indiscriminate and did not pay attention to the severity of the situation. It was probably a simple psychological factor. After all, when fighting with a bad mentality, he would most likely lose his original composure, especially Wu Yao.
In the next few days, Zhao Ziheng's guess really came true. Wu Yao and Wang Ye's confrontation became more and more obvious. Even a small matter would take a long time to argue. As long as the two of them were present, there would be no harmony. Not to mention that one said something and the other said something else, even when the two agreed, the atmosphere was full of gunpowder...
"Don't you think that if you keep going on like this, you'll end up fighting sooner or later?"
"Will it? Maybe."
In Wang Ying, Zhao Ziheng was busy handling government affairs, and Wang Ye was also handling his own affairs. Since he planned to be loyal to Zhao Ziheng, he would also start to share government affairs with Zhao Ziheng...
"…You did this on purpose, didn't you?"
"How do you know?"
"It's hard to imagine that you could come into conflict with someone as impulsive as him."
Zhao Ziheng's words happened to be heard by Wu Yao who was about to report the situation to him. Since he was heard, Wu Yao certainly felt bad and turned around and left, without achieving the purpose of coming here...
"Alas, Your Majesty, it seems that your words have been misunderstood."
Wang Ye noticed Wu Yao's arrival and departure, and so did Zhao Ziheng.
"...But this is also true. Wu Yao is impulsive by nature. He never thinks that he can get rewards without working hard. He hates those who can get a higher position without working hard. Not only does he do more than others, he is also very careful. He has excellent insight and observation. He is a rare talent. If he can control his impulsive personality, he may become a famous general."
"If I had said that just now, he wouldn't have misunderstood, right?"
"Isn't it the same for you? You could easily resolve the rift between you and him, but you pretended to be stupid and provoked him?"
"Your Majesty is too kind to me."
"What exactly do you want to do? I just said that Wu Yao has an impulsive personality. If he continues like this, it will definitely hurt his self-esteem. You don't want me to watch you destroy him, do you?"
Until now, Zhao Ziheng finally put down the pen in his hand, raised his head with a serious expression, and Wang Ye was still busy reviewing documents. When they were alone, Wang Ye would not call himself a subject, but would call Zhao Ziheng the king. Zhao Ziheng would not call himself the king, but would occasionally use his status to pressure Wang Ye, depending on the situation. After all, they both knew the importance of it. It would be better to say that it was a conversation between a subject and a king than a conversation between confidants. On the contrary, once the difference between the monarch and the subject appeared when they were alone, it proved that the situation was unusual.
"What does the Emperor wish?"
"I know you have your own ideas, so I have not intervened in your problems. You don't have to tell me your ideas, but you have to know when to stop. If you joke too much, both sides will suffer. Of course, I think this is impossible for you."
After he finished speaking, Zhao Ziheng picked up the pen again and continued to review the documents.
"Thank you for the compliment."
This time it was Wang Ye's turn to put down the pen and look up. It turned out that he had finished his work and stood up from his chair: "I'll take a break."
After informing him, Zhao Ziheng did not answer. After Wang Ye left with a smile, Zhao Ziheng raised his head and saw that the documents on Wang Ye's desk had been reviewed and neatly arranged. He then looked at Wang Ye's leaving figure outside the tent. He seemed to have some ideas and some expectations, and then he buried his head to deal with government affairs.
A few days later, late at night, most people had gone to bed, with only a few standing guard and patrolling. All the spies previously sent to Feiyan State had arrived at Zhao Ziheng's base camp. There was no commotion at all over their arrival. It was not that there was no commotion, but that no one had discovered anything. As spies, everything was kept secret...
The next day.
A group of people dressed as ordinary soldiers were receiving corporal punishment. No one knew why, only that they must have made a mistake. As for which battalion those soldiers were from, no one asked?
"Don't you think the punishment is a bit excessive?"
Looking at those who were being punished receiving corporal punishment with a rolling stick, Wang Ye said that although corporal punishment with a military stick was nothing for a soldier or a spy, Wang Ye just intervened in the topic.
"Those people are different from you, Lord Wang. They are all trained. Fifty military sticks are nothing."
"I think so."
Wang Ye's words made Wu Yao furious. It was Wang Ye who wanted to intervene first, but now he acted as if nothing had happened? Was he playing a trick on him? As Wu Yao thought about this, his anger gradually grew. Fifty military sticks were really nothing to those trained people...
