Grandpa Lu was barbecuing, and when he heard the sound, he knew who it was.
Before the Lunar New Year, they all sent me video messages and left messages, acting like unloved children who insisted on visiting me.
Grandpa Lu blocked them all, leaving only one message for them to elect their own representatives.
This was like a depth charge; the high-ranking members of the Lu family army couldn't sit still. Wu Lin happened to be here, so he took the opportunity to probe the situation.
"Have him send the results directly to my personal terminal. A maximum of five people can come after the New Year. We won't entertain any more than that. Just hang up if there's nothing else."
"Yes, Marshal."
Upon receiving accurate information, Mr. Wu immediately ended the video call.
Wu Lin: I'm probably not his biological son, really.
Military headquarters, small conference room of the Lu family army.
The Lu Family Legion's core seven first-class generals and five generals, a total of twelve people, are all here.
Mr. Wu coughed and cleared his throat.
"You all heard what the marshal just said. Only five people can go after the New Year. Whoever is the marshal will have to make the arrangements. As for the rest, we'll go by merit. Whoever has the biggest fist goes."
"So, whoever wants to run for marshal, raise your hand, or we can choose to vote. Whoever gets the most votes will be elected, and there's no going back."
The group exchanged glances, looked at Mr. Wu, and came up with an idea.
"vote."
...
Mr. Wu looked at his vote count—eleven votes—and raised an eyebrow. “What are you doing? This is the only one who can definitely see the marshal without fighting. Don’t you want it? We’ll give you another chance.”
They were all first-class generals with medals of honor; none of them were stupid.
One of them laughed and started unbuttoning his shirt.
"Old Wu, you said it yourself, you can't go back on your word. We don't want to be marshals, and we don't want to fight you, so you're the most suitable."
Mr. Wu was a smart man all his life, but he never expected to trip himself up, and he didn't want to be that way.
Being a marshal is so boring; you can't move around freely, you're like a mascot, and you have to argue with those politicians.
But he lost in an eleven-on-one situation!
Alright, anyway, the marshal is behind him, he'll just follow orders.
With the important matter at hand resolved, he looked at the others and said, "You've all seen what the Marshal sent out a few days ago. The military is not united right now. We must be wary of those two corps. We also need to conduct our own investigation. Although the Marshal trusts us, if it turns out that we were the ones who embezzled, wouldn't that be a slap in the face for the Marshal?"
"Go down and investigate thoroughly. Do not use any of the problematic ones. Investigate carefully to avoid any injustices."
One of the tall, thin men nodded. "I understand. I heard that several people from the other two families have been found and thrown into prison. I heard they are relatives of someone in the Empress's palace. They even pleaded for them, but it was no use. They're all in prison now."
Mr. Wu frowned. "How did you know about this gossip? I had no idea."
“My child told me that he heard from a boy in the next class that his relative’s nephew works in the logistics department of the military, and he saw it at night.”
"Oh, you're so gossipy."
"Her Majesty's harem is also in chaos. The emperor must be furious. One vixen is not enough, there are all these other messy things too."
Seeing that the topic was getting further and further off track, Mr. Wu quickly tapped the table.
"Why gossip? Who knows if this is true or not? Let's investigate ourselves first. You investigate these matters thoroughly. Once you've done so, we'll have something to say to the Marshal after the New Year."
After he finished, he stood up and chuckled.
"You guys fight, I'm off first."
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