He flashed his walking stick as he spoke.
Wei Heng paused for a moment, his expression unchanged as he lowered his hands, "Lord Shen's kindness is appreciated, but as a mere servant, what would I do with titles?"
Shen Fa chuckled softly, deciding it was best to quit while ahead, "Let's find a quieter place then, and talk about official matters... We will be quite busy moving forward!"
...
The imperial edict for Yang Ge, Shen Fa, and others arrived swiftly in the hands of Grand Secretary Wang Jiangling.
He frowned, pondering over the three edicts, trying to guess what mischief was brewing in the inner court...
Just then, Wang Dashi entered and bowed, "Sir, Commander Shen Fa of the Embroidered Uniform Guard requests an audience outside."
"Hmm?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Jiangling glanced at the three edicts on his desk, then looked up at Wang Dashi, stroked his beard, and pondered for a moment, "Let him come in."
