Heartache

Fan Zijin asked coldly, "Then do you know of any talents whom we can deploy?"

Qi Haoran choked. Other than an advisor sent to him by his big brother, his subordinates were all from the Imperial Court. There wasn't much talent to speak of.

Moreover, the Imperial Grace Examinations only began the preliminary exams this year, will proceed with the intermediate exams next year, and those who pass won't be assigned to his command until the year after next. Furthermore, those who had passed the Imperial Examination might be good at studying, but they might not be capable in economic or military matters. Qi Haoran frowned in distress.

Fan Zijin snorted. Seeing that Qi Haoran's expression was dark, he took a step back and said, "Alright, I'll take care to rest in the future."