What else could Zhang Maoquan do?
He still had to welcome the man in with a smile. Meng Jiuchang beamed at Zhang Maoquan and said, "Chief Steward Zhang, you've worked hard standing watch all night. Go home and get some rest. I can take it from here."
How could Zhang Maoquan possibly agree? If he left, Meng Jiuchang would take all the credit for his all-night vigil. Only an idiot would do that.
"I'd love to accept your kind offer, Manager Meng, but His Majesty personally instructed me to wake him at the proper hour. I dare not interfere with His Majesty's important business." Zhang Maoquan's rebuff was firm but polite. 'Don't think I'm blind to your little schemes.'
Meng Jiuchang was left speechless.
Realizing he couldn't get rid of Zhang Maoquan, Meng Jiuchang stopped wasting his breath and simply posted himself outside the hall. 'As if Zhang Maoquan would dare try to make me leave now.'
