"Look, according to the Dongyao envoys, Prince Mu Yun's wedding is scheduled for the end of next month. Now it's the middle of the month, so there's still a month and a half left. The fastest way to get to Mingcheng is to take the official road to Jinling, then take a boat along the Jinshui River to Dongyao Stone City, and then take the official road to Mingcheng. It's estimated to take about fifteen days to get there. This means we have at most a month to investigate."
"Why does it have to be during his wedding?"
Feng Xiyun asked stupidly.
"Because, if we want to get everything back and give him a slap in the face, we have to do it when he's at the peak of his life. That way, the sound of the slap will be clear and resonant."
"Oh, yeah, exposing his true colors right to his face at his wedding, hahahaha, just thinking about it makes me feel good!"
Su Wei ignored Feng Xiyun, the idiot, and turned to ask Feng Ming: "Have you decided who will go? Are we going alone?"
"Well, of course there's more than just us. We need to bring enough guards first. After all, we're going to a foreign country where we're unfamiliar with the place, so our safety needs to be guaranteed. Also, the Daily Newspaper and Yongwan Trading Company will be collaborating. We might not be able to do much investigation on this trip, but we can come back slowly. We'll need to bring people from the Daily Newspaper along the way to investigate Yongwan Trading Company's logistics capabilities, and we'll also need to explore new markets ourselves. If you want to expand your intelligence network, you'll need to bring a lot of people with you, right?"
"Oh, right, should we inform Master Shao about our trip to Mingcheng? We'll be away from the capital for at least two or three months. Wouldn't that be inconvenient if we want to discuss business?"
When Fuling heard Fengming say this, her first reaction was Shao Wenyi. Fengming gave her a meaningful look.
With a turn of his eyes, a plan came to mind.
Fengming stared at Fuling and slowly walked towards her. Fuling felt a little scared and stepped back a little involuntarily.
"Princess, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something dirty on my face? Didn't I just wipe my mouth?"
"Look, Fuling, I think what you just said is very important. Now the newspaper is mainly managed by you and Xin Wu. If you two are taken away, what will happen to our newspaper? So, how about..."
"What do you want?"
"Why don't you just stay in the capital!"
"ah?"
Fuling was just excitedly planning how to go to Dongyao to investigate, and suddenly Fengming asked her to stay. What?
"Look, Xin Wu's main problem is manuscript review and typesetting. Actually, that's not so bad. Manuscripts can be sent by message at any time. And I know she has recently trained several young women to share the work, and Zhu Zhu'er can also help her with a lot of things. And Xin Wu must go back, no matter how difficult it is, she must overcome it. But the things you are responsible for are too comprehensive, and many external connections require you to do things personally. If you leave the capital, I really can't find anyone to take over your work for the time being."
Fengming had actually suddenly realized that she couldn't take Fuling and Xinwu with her. She'd made a last-minute decision that morning, so she'd decided that all three of them would go to Mingcheng. But now, as she began to plan her trip and think through every step, she realized this wasn't feasible. If she took them all with her, the newspaper would be doomed to closure.
"But..."
Fuling looked at Fengming and then at Xin Wu. What Fengming said was indeed a problem. Xin Wu’s matter was important, but the career they had worked hard to build was also important.
It would be relatively easy to train someone to take over Xin Wu's position, but she couldn't find a suitable person for the position she was responsible for.
"Ah..." With a wail, Fuling realized that she really couldn't go with them, but she felt unwilling in her heart. She couldn't participate in such a big event.
"It's okay. I promise to write to you every day. If there is any new progress, I will write to you three times a day to report, okay?" Fengming coaxed Fuling, but Fuling was still unhappy.
Xin Wu came over, took Fuling's hand and said, "Good Fuling, I know you are worried about me, but there are so many people here, don't worry."
Fuling knew that the situation was irreversible and she definitely couldn't go, so she let out a long sigh.
"No, three letters aren't enough. If anything happens, you have to write to me eight or ten times!"
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