"My lord, here is today's memorandum."
"Hmm, just leave it there."
"Yes, my lord."
Lord Zheng washed his hands, sat in his seat, and opened the first memorandum to begin reading.
Beside the Central Army King's Tent, a slightly smaller commanding tent was erected.
It was much larger than the previous tent where Lord Zheng only slept, and now Lord Zheng had a separate office space.
Prince Jingnan would occasionally leave the camp to visit various troops, and sometimes Lord Zheng would accompany him, but most of the time, he stayed here to review the daily memorandums that were delivered.
At first, there was a sense of novelty, always feeling the burden of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians rested on his shoulders;
as time went by and the number of reviews increased,
hmm,
he still felt considerable pressure.
Because he truly did not dare to act carelessly, nor could he afford to lower his guard, much less dismiss matters lightly.
