Chapter 254 Plan

After a few words of small talk, everyone dispersed.

Song Liyun said to Zhao Tingduo, "Ashi, go check with Lord Jiang to see if the fair has been scheduled. If not, have him move it up to five days later, on September 15th."

Jiang Feng should have read and investigated the plan given to him before leaving. If he agrees, he should make a time arrangement now.

"good!"

Zhao Tingduo nodded, said nothing more, stood up, strode out of Tianxiang Tower, and went straight to the county government office.

Now the political situation in Wu Dynasty is unpredictable.

It has been more than a month since he left Kyoto, and he still needs to ask Jiang Feng more questions.

In the private room, before Song Liyun could drink her tea and sort out her thoughts, she heard someone knocking on the door.

Just as he opened his mouth to say "Come in", Manager Wan pushed the door open and came in.

"Uncle Wan!" Song Liyun stood up and bowed, inviting him to sit down and pouring him a cup of tea.

Manager Wan's face was filled with anxiety. He didn't even drink his tea and said straight to the point, "I came here because I heard someone said you were in town.

I heard that the chefs are trying to squeeze Tianxianglou again? How are you going to deal with it? Do you want me to go to the capital and find a few chefs?"

Tianxianglou does not have any famous chefs, and even if it relies on novel ideas to gain popularity, it is easy for others to take away its business.

It was as if I had just sent two handbags to Beijing, and someone was already asking where they came from and wanted to copy them.

Song Liyun knew that Manager Wan was genuinely thinking about her, so she told him her plans, including inviting County Magistrate Jiang to organize a trade fair.

Manager Wan frowned and said, "What's the point of suddenly holding a temple fair when it's not a festival?"

Holding a temple fair? Song Liyun couldn't help laughing. It really felt like that.

"Uncle Wan, this is an opportunity to publicly showcase our products. Besides skewers, I'm also going to sell tissues and paper boxes. I want everyone to think of Tianxianglou when they see skewers, and tissues when they see the words Tianxianglou..."

Song Liyun said this with a smile on her face. She had started preparing these things since she had a cardboard factory.

It’s just that the output is low, and the tissue paper needs to be copied sheet by sheet, and so far we have only saved up 100 boxes of tissue paper.

In the county government office, Jiang Feng and Zhao Tingduo were admiring the flowers in the garden behind the government office. At this moment, the whole garden was filled with the fragrance of golden chrysanthemums.

Jiang Feng had no other hobbies except the elegant nature of a scholar. No matter where he went, he would always admire the four sights of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum.

The Qili County Government Office had been abandoned for several years, and the plants in the garden had long since withered. He also cultivated a few pots of chrysanthemums for his enjoyment.

The two walked to a pot of chrysanthemums with the color "Rouge Dotted with Snow". Looking at the faint red blush on the tips of the snow-white chrysanthemum petals, Jiang Feng stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Look at the red in the white flowers, it reminds me of the story of a general's fame and the sacrifice of hundreds of soldiers."

Zhao Tingduo knew that he had a secret connection with the prince, so he must have his own intentions when he said this. Could there be some changes in the court?

But Jiang Feng was a man of deep thoughts, and this young man, who was born on the grassland and grew up in a military camp, could not guess what he was thinking.

If you can’t guess, don’t guess. Speak less and make fewer mistakes. Just wait and see!

Jiang Feng was halfway through his words when he glanced at Zhao Tingduo, who looked calm. Seeing that he was as steady as a rock, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: The third young master of the Qing'an Prefecture played an indispensable role in expelling the Di tribe. Now the prince is actually letting such a person go and not using him properly, which will always cause trouble in the future.

He didn't play dumb with Zhao Tingduo anymore: "Third Young Master, have you contacted General Lei in recent days?"

Zhao Tingduo smiled slightly. "My elder brother was busy arranging the defenses, so I didn't bother him. County Magistrate Jiang also knows that I'm a rough man, not as learned as you. If you have anything to say, just say it directly."

Jiang Feng nodded: "Third Master, please follow me."

As he spoke, he led the way into the corridor and into the warm room where the servants had already set out tea. The two of them sat down, and then he spoke: "Third Young Master, do you know what the Crown Prince meant when he asked you not to stir up war?"

Zhao Tingduo frowned slightly: "The Wu Dynasty signed a contract with the Dilu Royal Court!"

"Third Young Master, who do you think this contract can bind?"

Zhao Tingduo said calmly: "Restrain the Zhenbei Army!"

The Dilu Royal Court is not a country, but five tribes, and the tribes that make up it can change at any time, so such a contract is not stable.

Seeing that every word the Third Young Master said was of great importance, Jiang Feng's eyes flickered slightly and he continued, "Young Master, do you know that the Crown Prince has the support of the Marquis of Zhenbei, and it is only a matter of time before he ascends to the throne. However, if he wants to maintain his rule forever, he must ensure the stability of the Northern Frontier."

Zhao Tingduo raised his eyebrows: "Signing a contract with the royal court was Wu Chao's idea, wasn't it?"

Jiang Feng added, "Young Master, you are a wise man. As the saying goes, 'Born in hardship, die in comfort.' You Dilu also have a saying: 'A wolf pack is always a wolf pack.'"

Zhao Tingduo put down the teacup in his hand heavily, his face darkening. "Jiang County Magistrate, you want me to disobey the Crown Prince and the Marquis..."

As he spoke, his tone, which had been sunny and gentle just now, now took on a cold tone.

Jiang Feng was shocked, and suddenly remembered that the handsome young man in front of him who came to hold an exhibition was not only a playboy who only cared about love and romance, but also the White Wolf King with blood on his hands on the grassland.

He quickly stood up and bowed, "Third Young Master, calm down. That's not what I meant."

Zhao Tingduo's voice slowed down: "If you have something to say, County Magistrate Jiang, please speak directly."

Jiang Feng didn't dare to beat around the bush anymore, and instead lowered his voice and said, "The Marquis is loyal to the Wu Dynasty. He has defended the northern border like an impregnable fortress for decades. Even when the Emperor is suspicious of him, he remains loyal."

"When the crown prince ascends the throne, the Zhao family will continue to defend the borders from generation to generation and become a national treasure!"

"But, what about you, Third Young Master?"

Zhao Tingduo glanced at him and said: "Zhenbei Army is also my protection!"

Jiang Feng shook his head: "How can I tolerate snoring beside my bed! Unless you continue to rely on the Zhenbei Army, once the Crown Prince ascends the throne, the Marquis will definitely return to the capital to live out his days."

Zhao Tingduo was alert, but he remained calm and said, "Big Brother will still be in charge of the Zhenbei Army in the future."

Jiang Feng was instantly deflated: "Third Young Master, Captain Lei should have told you that he wanted to take back the glory of the Wuda tribe and avenge your grandfather."

Zhao Tingduo stood up and said coldly, "Jiang Feng, this is my tribe's business. What does it have to do with the Wu Dynasty?"

Jiang Feng said anxiously, "To be honest, the Marquis and the Crown Prince don't want you to stir up trouble on the grassland anymore. They just want you to ascend the throne smoothly.

After the crown prince ascends the throne, the border will need to be stable. If the royal court contracts are signed, your revenge will be impossible."

"And once the Marquis returns to the capital, it won't be long before Gong Zang and the dog are cooked."

"You mean, Big Brother, you want me to continue stirring up tribal conflict?"

Zhao Tingduo understood what he meant, and her heart began to beat like a drum. She stared at Jiang Feng intently: "Aren't you the prince's man?"

Jiang Feng nodded and shook his head: "I am the prince's man, and also an official of the Wu Dynasty. I only want to support the orthodoxy and make the Wu Dynasty prosperous and powerful.

"The Dilu grasslands are stateless and unrestrained, like horses without a bridle. They are like a stubborn disease in the Wu Dynasty."

"If the Third Young Master can establish himself as the ruler of the Dilu Grassland, it may seem harmful to the Wu Dynasty, but it will actually benefit the country for generations to come!"

Zhao Tingduo brought the tea again, lowered his eyes and said nothing: He had kept these things in his heart, and only his elder brother Zhao Tinglei mentioned them.

But what the eldest brother meant was that after he gained a foothold in the Dilu grassland, he could become a helper to the Zhenbei Army.

(End of this chapter)