"Marshal, I would like to offer you a toast to celebrate." Mao Chenglu stepped forward with the cup and bowed to toast.
Mao Wenlong collected his thoughts, laughed heartily, and said, "We are very happy today, you can enjoy yourself, but I cannot get drunk, or I will embarrass myself in front of the angels!"
As he spoke, he raised his glass and said loudly: "Congratulations to the Holy Emperor, congratulations to the Ming Dynasty, toast to victory!"
"Congratulations to the Holy Emperor, congratulations to the Ming Dynasty, congratulations to the Marshal, and toast to victory!" Mao Chenglu was smart enough to add a sentence at the end and said loudly.
"Congratulations to the Holy Emperor, congratulations to the Ming Dynasty, congratulations to the Marshal, let's celebrate the victory!" With the leadership and guidance provided by the generals, wouldn't it be easy for them to follow suit?
Mao Wenlong drank the whole glass, and when he was offered a toast, he only took a sip.
The reason he just gave was not an excuse. Everyone present did not know that the secret decree Mao Wenlong received had already told him the time to secretly go to Beijing to report on his work.
If he lost his composure after drinking while the imperial envoy was present, wouldn't he be asking for trouble? If the imperial envoy reported this to the emperor upon his return to the capital, before he even had a formal audience, his impression would probably be greatly reduced.
The emperor had mentioned the reward of being conferred a title of nobility more than once, and Mao Wenlong also saw the future and was working towards this goal.
As for the historical record of him being arrogant and hard to control, the emperor never gave him such an opportunity since he established his Dongjiang garrison. Not to mention his private soldiers, he only had one godson, Mao Chenglu, who was his own nephew and raised him as his own son.
When Dongjiang Town was first opened, the emperor warned him. Not only Mao Wenlong, but also many generals, and selected officers through martial arts, reshuffled the cards, and re-established the supervision mechanism in the army.
Therefore, Mao Wenlong did not dare. Around him were those in charge of pay, military law, intelligence, and military officers who were constantly assigned. He would have to be desperate to do anything outrageous under the supervision of these emperors.
When Dongjiang Town grew from nothing to something, and from weak to strong, even if Mao Wenlong wanted to be domineering and arrogant, he would find that Dongjiang Town was not under his actual control.
That's not entirely accurate. When you're commanding a battle, of course you enforce discipline. But if there's any dissenting action, not only will few people obey, but the emperor could simply issue an order for the Dongjiang soldiers to tie up Mao Wenlong.
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