As for Fuqing, he was assigned to the Ministry of War, and it's estimated that he won't be changed for a long time.

Fuqing also studied, but mostly military books. He had no interest in learning Confucian classics. Fortunately, he had some talent in military strategy and knew to work hard. Now he had plenty of experience, so the Ministry of War was the best place for him.

As soon as the arrangements were made here, Zhang Tingyu returned to the capital.

Mrs. Zhang had been waiting at home for a long time, thinking to herself that she couldn't let her son continue his nonsense this time.

Madam Zhang first scolded Zhang Tingyu, but seeing her son's increasingly robust health, she felt distressed and eventually started to cry herself.

After Zhang Tingyu had appeased his mother, he went to Yinzhen to report on his duties.

Yinzhen was quite satisfied with Zhang Tingyu; he was capable and knew how to conduct himself properly.

Then Zhang Tingyu was assigned to the Ministry of Personnel to assist Bobo, and Zhang Tingyu himself had no objections.

He had made up his mind to stay in the capital for two or three years before being transferred to a post outside the capital. He wanted to see what it was like to govern a place on his own, but he was not qualified enough at the moment.

Fuqing and Zhang Zhelan grew closer, even though their social statuses were worlds apart, neither of them cared.

Fuqing integrated quite well into the Ministry of War. He had a good family background, was capable, and even had practical experience. There was no reason why someone like him would not do well in the workplace. However, doing too well can also be a problem.

Despite his advanced age and higher official rank than his peers, his family background meant that even his superiors would consider his opinions.

Not long after he joined the Ministry of War, he was invited to dinner.

Fuqing was obliged, but there was nothing he could do if he didn't. He came from a good family and couldn't afford to offend everyone. He still had to go, but he knew what he could and couldn't do.

The venue for the banquet was naturally quite prestigious, being one of the more famous restaurants in Beijing.

The Ministry of War was full of men, so their style of doing things was rather unrestrained. Before long, they started drinking and the atmosphere became lively.