Feng Zixuan and Su Sijin discussed in the hall for about two hours.
The two sides had detailed discussions on a series of issues including cement workshops, work-for-relief, and paving of cement roads.
After both parties finalized the plan, Feng Zixuan couldn't wait to leave. "I'll have someone send the cooperation contract over later. As for your suggestion of having people from Meijiang Village form a construction team, I need to go back and think about it. I'll give you an answer once I've made up my mind."
Although Feng Zixuan said so, it was a foregone conclusion that Su Sijin would set up a construction team in Meijiang Village.
Since she wanted to make her first fortune, she must of course seek benefits for the young and old in Meijiang Village. Besides, she had no plans to disclose the cement formula or hand over important processes to others in the short term.
As far as the current situation is concerned, the important processes will naturally be controlled by Meijiang Village, no, by people she trusts.
Didn’t Lu Changgong say that Ganzhou Prefecture would not be in chaos?
Then, while the doors are closed, all the township, official, and village roads under the jurisdiction of Ganzhou Prefecture should be paved with cement to provide supplies for future chaos in Dai Viet.
That's right, she plans to build Ganzhou Prefecture into a material support base, and the paving of cement roads will facilitate the transportation of materials.
Therefore, her next plan was to open the cement workshop, spread the grain, and lay the cement as soon as possible.
There is still a long way to go.
The task is a bit heavy.
However, we must complete the planned things as quickly as possible before the unrest comes.
After Su Sijin saw Feng Zixuan off, she returned to the inner room and found it was empty.
Su Sijin saw the letter on the bedside and said, "Don't worry, come back soon."
Don't worry, come back soon.
What a great "Don't worry, come back soon", he left after leaving these four words.
Su Sijin looked at the four words, feeling angry, annoyed and lost.
Looking at the neat quilt, even the wrinkles had been smoothed out by him, as if the previous absurdity was just a dream, as if that person had never appeared.
Su Sijin buried herself tightly in the quilt, and only when she smelled the faint scent of cologne did she confirm that the man had indeed been there.
Su Sijin was bored for a while, then went to the study (a small and simple office was separated from the inner room). She spread out a piece of white paper, picked up a pen, thought for a while, and then started writing and drawing on the paper.
She needed a detailed plan that would outline the problems she might encounter, the problems she should avoid, and the problems she would soon face.
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Feng Zixuan was sitting in the carriage, seemingly resting with his eyes closed, but in fact his mind was working frantically, thinking, and plans were forming in his mind.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes with a sharp coldness as he looked at the arrow in his hand.
He took the note off the scissors, and a line of words appeared on the paper.
"There are disturbances in the east, west, north, and west. Dai Viet will be in chaos. Ganzhou Prefecture will be the last piece of pure land. Please guard the city gates and protect the people."
Feng Zixuan looked at the line of words on the paper. The font was unfamiliar, but he knew who sent the message to him.
He read the contents on the paper several times, as if trying to embed them into his brain, when suddenly the paper in his hand turned into a pile of ash.
When Feng Zixuan raised his head again, his solemn expression had not relaxed in the slightest, and his eyes were full of confidence. He then gave the order, "Orders were given to seal off Ganzhou City. No one is allowed to enter Ganzhou Prefecture. No one can enter or leave."
"Sir? Block the city gates?" Blocking the city gates means that an emergency has occurred in Ganzhou Prefecture, and the situation is so serious that the city gates need to be blocked to save themselves.
The coachman, no, Feng Zixuan's confidant was worried that it would cause chaos in Ganzhou Prefecture.
"That's right. Tell the government officials and the militia to seal off Ganzhou City."
"Sir, there is no official document from the court. This action..."
Feng Zixuan sneered, "Feng Tao, from this moment on, Ganzhou Prefecture is under my control and will not be controlled by the imperial court."
Dai Viet was immediately in chaos. How could the high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the capital care about Lingnan, which was thousands of miles away?
Feng Tao immediately shut up, said "yes" firmly, and drove away in his carriage.
Feng Tao will do his best to complete whatever Feng Zixuan asks him to do, even if it means death.
Feng Tao drove his horse-drawn carriage along the cement road of Meijiang Village.
But with the neighing of the horse, the speeding carriage was stopped by Feng Tao.
Feng Tao's vigilant voice sounded from outside.
"Who are you? Why are you blocking the road for no reason?"
When Feng Zixuan lifted the car curtain, he saw a middle-aged man with ragged clothes, tangled hair, bare feet, and dirty body, walking towards him tremblingly.
"Sir, I am a refugee who has fled here. I would like to ask you, is this the direction to Meijiang Village?" After saying that, he looked at Feng Zixuan fearfully, then lowered his head as if in fear.
Of course, if you ignore the contempt in the man's eyes, this outfit and dress can indeed deceive most people.
But Feng Zixuan is not an ordinary person. He could tell at first sight that this person gave people a sense of incongruity.
Feng Zixuan squinted his eyes and looked at the man from top to bottom, not missing a single inch, and his gaze finally stopped on the man's hand.
Looking at the calluses on his knuckles, Feng Zixuan's hand quietly reached for the hilt of the knife, and he glanced at Feng Tao casually.
Feng Tao nodded slightly, barely perceptible.
The man with his head lowered became nervous when he saw that neither of them answered and the atmosphere was too quiet.
Just as he was going crazy inside, Feng Zixuan's intimidating voice reached the man's head.
"I didn't reveal my identity, how did you know I was an official?"
The man's body shook, and although it was only a blink of an eye, he was still caught by Feng Zixuan.
This person has martial arts skills and is also asking about Meijiang Village. In order not to alert the enemy and find out his purpose, Feng Zixuan plans to stay put.
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