On the fifteenth day of the sixth month of the tenth year of the Xuanli calendar, the sky was just beginning to brighten.
The vermilion gate of the Ding'an Earl's Mansion opened quietly, and more than twenty carriages were parked at the door.
Jia Nanxing was standing at the door, looking at Fu Xiaoguan and said seriously:
"This trip has exceeded some of my expectations. Due to certain events, I'm afraid many people in the martial arts world are dissatisfied with Your Highness. Therefore, I took the initiative to arrange for 300 people from the Ant Colony, with Cui Yueming fully responsible for arranging Your Highness's rest stops along the way. They set out a day in advance.
After arriving at Wofeng Road, Cui Yueming became a worker there and was directly responsible to His Highness.
I am old now, and I am waiting here for Your Highness to return."
Fu Xiaoguan nodded and said, "Please take care of yourself. You promised to go to Guanyun City and be my doorman!"
Jia Nanxing grinned and said, "I will strive to live another twenty years, as Your Highness wishes!"
After saying this, Jia Nanxing turned around and walked into the gate, lying down on the rocking chair. Suddenly, he felt his nose a little sour. He rubbed his eyes and thought to himself that he was really old.
Yu Wenjun was holding the child—the child’s name was Fu Yian!
Of course, Fu Xiaoguan did not say that the name was given by the child's fourth uncle.
The child was sleeping soundly. Fu Xiaoguan bent down and kissed the child's tender face, saying, "You haven't left the confinement period yet. Go back to your room and don't catch a cold."
"Well, you have to remember that Shulan and Xiaolou will both give birth around October. If you can come back, that would be great. If not... remember to have Sister Piaoxue come back early."
"You're starting to get long-winded."
Yu Wenjun glared at him, "I'm just worried that you'll forget about it when you're busy!"
Dong Shulan and Yan Xiaolou giggled as their bellies bulged out. Dong Shulan glanced at the four women standing behind Fu Xiaoguan and suddenly said, "If... you're pregnant too, remember to come home and take care of your babies!"
Xu Xinyan, Susu, Zhang Peier and Nangong Piaoxue's faces flushed instantly. Fortunately, the light was still dim at the moment and they couldn't see clearly.
"I'm not teasing you, this is what I really think. Of course, my husband is busy with work at Vodafone, so his daily life and safety...are now in the hands of you four sisters!"
Having said this, Dong Shulan bowed to the four people.
Xu Xinyan and the other three quickly returned the greeting, "Don't worry, sister. He... will definitely be fine!"
Everyone exchanged greetings again and finally said goodbye reluctantly.
The sound of the carriage's wheels rolling over the bluestone street slowly went away, getting farther and farther away, and finally disappeared from sight.
"Go back."
"Well, let's go back."
"Come on, Xiacun is your husband's fiefdom. Construction there needs to be put on the agenda immediately," Dong Shulan glanced at Yu Wenyun and Yan Xiaolou, the disappointment on her face disappearing. "According to your husband's plan, the entire Xiacun will be built into a large castle, and the road from Xiacun to the Yaoxian dock must be widened and paved with cement."
"We must complete the construction of the Lower Village within three years. So I plan to wait until my child is born and I'm done with the confinement period, then I'll set off to Xishan to see it with my own eyes.
"Xiaolou, the gold shipped to Sitong Bank will arrive in early July. My husband has drawn the template for the banknotes. We need to find the best printing workshop to make them. Pay attention to the five anti-counterfeiting measures. This is what my husband specifically instructed."
"As for the old city area, we have already obtained all the land deeds and house titles. My husband wants to start construction next year. I think we should start at the beginning of next year. With such a large piece of land, how many houses can we build according to my husband's drawings?
From now on, until the 13th year of the Xuanli period, we must complete the renovation of the old city area and sell all the houses, otherwise... it will be a waste of money.
..."
Dong Shulan spoke eloquently about the plans that were about to be implemented. Firstly, these things had to be put on the agenda now, and secondly, when a person was busy, his homesickness would be much less.
"It's not convenient for us to come forward directly right now, so regarding the issuance of silver bills, you can invite Manager Li to your house and discuss it with him in detail. I plan to let Xiaoxue take care of the property at Nanshan Villa.
News has now come back from the four shopkeepers released by my husband. Shops in the four major areas are being rolled out in an orderly manner, and new workshops are being built.
I think that those newly built workshops will be put into production at the latest by the beginning of next year, and we have two years for production and sales.
At the beginning of the 12th year of the Xuanli calendar, the workshops in the four major areas will be separated from the Xishan industry and listed separately. At the beginning of the 13th year of the Xuanli calendar... all the industries will be sold."
Dong Shulan glanced at the surprised Yu Wenyun and Yan Xiaolou, then said seriously, "Only the three of us know about this plan. You must keep it a secret for the sake of our family!"
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Dong Shulan's advanced idea was completely beyond Fu Xiaoguan's expectations!
He didn't think about this. He originally wanted to give all the properties to Emperor Xuan after leaving the Yu Dynasty, but he never expected that three years later Dong Shulan actually sold those properties to a huge surprise!
This is a later story.
At this moment, Fu Xiaoguan was sitting in the carriage.
This carriage was the princess sedan chair that the ninth princess Yu Wenyun used when she went to Wu Dynasty last year.
Spacious, luxurious and comfortable.
It was indeed comfortable, because there were five people sitting in this carriage!
One man...four women, of course this is fucking comfortable!
But at this time the four women were a little shy, and Fu Xiaoguan had just divorced his three wives and had not yet gotten over his feelings.
Yun Xiyan, who was sitting in the carriage in front, was also feeling comfortable at the moment.
He was originally worried that Ding'an Bo had forgotten about him, but he didn't expect that just yesterday, Ding'an Bo finally summoned him.
Ding'an Bo actually wanted him to set up a secretariat in Wofeng Road - this thing was quite new. At least in Yun Xiyan's knowledge, no country in the world had such an organization.
The Secretariat's duty is to provide advice to Ding'anbo, which is a bit like a staff member, but it is definitely not as simple as a staff member.
The Secretariat is also responsible for tapping the potential of the counties and prefectures in Wofeng Dao, understanding the people's sentiments in each county and prefecture, and is directly responsible to the Daotai.
In Ding Anbo's words, the Secretariat and the Inspection Office are his eyes and his right-hand men!
What a great trust this is!
That hotpot meal was truly worth it! Oh…it was Ding Anbo who paid for that hotpot meal.
The 20-page plan was noticed by Ding Anbo, who immediately awarded him the position of the first Secretary-General of the Wofengdao Secretariat.
Ding'an Bo said that this was an official of the fourth rank!
Isn't that equivalent to a prefect?
Could it be that smoke is coming out of the ancestral grave?
When I arrived at Wofeng Road, I had to write a letter home, asking my father to visit the ancestral grave and burn more paper money and burn more incense sticks.
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