There were only the two of them there. After a few rounds of drinks, Zhang said, "Master Duan, to be honest, there is really no fault in Yue Fei's army."

Duan Zhijie said, "Impossible! There are 100,000 troops here. I don't believe that not a single one of them is without fault!"

"I'm telling the truth, Master Duan. I've been in Blackwater City. The soldiers under Zhe Keqiu's command were all hooligans. But Yue Fei's soldiers here are made of steel. Yue Fei's rule is that they are unyielding!"

Duan Zhijie stroked his beard and sighed, "If that's really the case, Yue Fei would undoubtedly be the next marshal."

This was his biggest concern, since the purpose of the Control Yuan was to oversee the military.

As a military officer, one inevitably causes trouble for the military, whether it's the Military Affairs Department or the frontline troops.

It is essential to find out who the next military leader will be.

Zhang Kai said, "Not necessarily. Wu Jie is no pushover either."

After drinking a few cups of wine, Duan Zhijie said, "Keep a close watch on this place, and report everything that happens!"

"Don't worry, Master Duan, the little ones below are all in high spirits! They won't let you down!"

Duan Zhijie nodded. Supervising the army for the emperor was a very important task.

He also vividly remembered the mutiny in Shaanxi Province that year; if the emperor himself had not arrived in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Therefore, Duan Zhijie was always nervous about the army.

In his view, any army could potentially rebel, so it was essential to keep a close eye on them at all times.

Even without the emperor's explicit instruction, his existence was valuable as one of the emperor's most loyal inner courtiers.