My father's attitude has never changed. He has told me since I was a child that the Wuda tribe must always be dependent on the Wu Dynasty and put the emperor of the Wu Dynasty first.
Therefore, as soon as she came of age, her mother immediately risked leaving the Zhenbei Army.
Now, Jiang Feng's tone is even more astonishing. He wants to defy the Crown Prince, who will later become the Emperor of the Wu Dynasty, and directly establish a kingdom on the Dilu grasslands.
With the current strength of the Uda tribe, even with the support of the Zhenbei Army, it's simply impossible. Jiang Feng might just be testing them...
After all, the Di tribes had always been a threat to the Wu Dynasty, so why would they want a strongman to exist?
Zhao Tingduo glanced coldly at Jiang Feng: "Lord Jiang, there's no need to say more. I am the son of the Marquis of Zhenbei, and I will not do anything against the Wu Dynasty or against my father and brothers."
Jiang Feng said solemnly, "I would never speak recklessly! Young master, you may wish to reconsider."
Zhao Tingduo waved her hand, clearly not wanting to talk about these things anymore: "Magistrate Jiang, is our previous agreement still valid?"
Jiang Feng had previously said that he would give Zhao Tingduo three years to become a large tribe. At that time, the Crown Prince had not yet taken over the reins of the country.
You can go to the Western Hills Palace. The Crown Prince personally told you that the Wu Dynasty cannot send troops to help, and that you must not cause any more trouble.
A three-year agreement!
What will happen in three years?
Jiang Feng frowned, looked at Zhao Tingduo and sighed. He knew he could no longer persuade her, so he could only nod and say, "I will serve as an official here for three years, so the agreement still stands!"
"Alright, Lord Jiang, it's not too late to bring up the matter you mentioned three years later."
Let's talk about the stalls outside the county government office first.
"It's just a kitchen brothel, a few pathetic clowns. Magistrate Jiang can't even handle them, so what right do you have to offer to help me!"
After saying this, Zhao Tingduo snorted coldly, drank the tea in one gulp, and got up to leave the back garden.
Jiang Feng was so angry that his face turned purple.
What is a kitchen?
He hadn't paid much attention to Tianxiang Tower recently, partly because he was new to Qili County and short-staffed, and his focus was on reviewing files and investigating the backgrounds of officials in the prefectural government.
Secondly, Tianxianglou was owned by that brute Luo Baihu. He let a woman and a few prostitutes run the business haphazardly, yet it still thrived, so he simply abandoned it.
Now, the Third Young Master needs to demonstrate his ability and sincerity; he must handle things well.
Looking at the pot of "Rouge Snow" trembling in the wind, Jiang Feng clenched his fist:
I had already seen it when I was in the capital. Although the eldest prince was favored by the emperor, he was impatient and arrogant and not a good ruler.
His Highness the Crown Prince is the legitimate son of the emperor and the rightful heir to the throne; he will ascend the throne sooner or later.
He originally thought that the Crown Prince would need to lie low for a few more years before he himself took up an official post in the Zhenbei Army's territory, so as to help him achieve something earth-shattering.
Unexpectedly, the Di cavalry broke through Qing'an Prefecture and marched straight towards the capital. The emperor fell ill and was unable to recover, and the crown prince was able to assume the reins of government smoothly.
Now, both the Crown Prince and the First Prince are fully focused on disaster relief in Qing'an Prefecture, both wanting to show that they are the ones who truly care for the world.
Now I have no chance to make a contribution to the cause of supporting the emperor, and it would be extremely difficult to become a person of great importance.
But who says there's only one dragon in the world, and we can't raise another one?
Having studied diligently for years and read extensively, possessing the skills to govern the world, how could one not put them to use? Wouldn't one die with regrets?
Moreover, this kind of thing does not betray the Wu Dynasty.
Jiang Feng, confident in his extraordinary talent, believed he was destined for greatness. That's why he dared to pledge allegiance to the Crown Prince early on and to request to serve as the magistrate of Qili County, a county everyone avoided.
Now, he is going to defy the world and install a king for the Di barbarian grasslands.
Inside Tianxiang Restaurant, some guests had already arrived for dinner. Although they were few and far between and not as lively as usual, Zhou Xiang and the others were still all smiles.
To their surprise, the female customers sitting in the shawl booth, seeing that there were few people in the main hall, had already boldly come in and let Sun Wencheng and the other handsome young men grill skewers for them right in front of them.
Such "small" requests are naturally met with responsiveness.
Sun Wencheng and another man with a red ribbon tied around his neck set up a specially made small grill, which was located not far from the female customers by the wall, providing them with personalized service.
Women need men to accompany them when they go to restaurants. However, given that Tianxiang Restaurant has a female manager, female cooks, and also Bisha Chu outside, this is no longer necessary.
When a female customer enters the store, the other customers no longer give her strange looks.
Of course, the main reason is that there is the strongest security here.
Song Liyun smiled and socialized with several female guests before Zhao Tingduo returned from the county government office.
"I am Wan Liangjin, and I greet the Third Young Master!"
Manager Wan bowed deeply to the handsome young man in front of him; it was the first time he had ever seen Zhao Tingduo.
Upon learning that this was the young master of the Di tribe, he felt his aura reversed and his face flushed. This was his gold and silver mountain!
In front of the two men, Song Liyun handed over her leather goods business with the Wan family.
From now on, Zhao Tingduo will be in charge of managing the fur products of the Wuda tribe. If anything happens, he can communicate with Steward Wan.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Tingduo refused: "Yun'er, what's mine is yours. You should manage these matters. Your mother doesn't like business dealings, let alone dealings with people from the Wu Dynasty."
When Manager Wan heard this, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
He had some knowledge of the marriage customs of the Di tribe.
The Di people did not have concubines. If Song Liyun married the young chief of the tribe, she would be his first wife.
The dowry also varied depending on the strength of each tribe, ranging from a thousand oxen, a thousand horses, to a thousand sheep.
In addition, there are grasslands that can support these livestock.
However, Song Liyun did not have a ranch as part of her dowry, so she would have to spend more money.
In just a few words, Manager Wan's mind had already gone through countless thoughts.
Although he felt a little regretful that she hadn't married into his family, he was secretly amazed that his bag shop, which he and Miss Song had already ordered a batch of goods for before they had even officially opened, was now so profitable that it would be hard not to make money.
No, then I remembered how the Wan family had tried so hard to get in touch with the grassland tribes... I must inform the family head about this as soon as possible.
The usually composed manager, Wan Da, could no longer sit still. After a few more pleasantries, he hurriedly took his leave.
Only Song Liyun and Zhao Tingduo were in the room.
When Manager Wan was present, Zhao Tingduo had a gentle expression, but now his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his expression was solemn, and he drank the tea in two gulps.
Seeing that he seemed preoccupied, Song Liyun asked, "Ashi, what happened at the county office? Why is Magistrate Jiang unwilling to help?"
Zhao Tingduo pursed her lips and reached out to grasp Song Liyun's wrist: "Sit down first and sit with me!"
Since Song Liyun was introduced to Qi Mama on the grassland, the two have officially established their relationship. They are just waiting for the winter slack season after the migration to the new region before Song Liyun will propose marriage.
He did not hide his background, nor did he intend to hide it in his future life.
Jiang Feng's words were just too shocking.
With swords and arrows flying, heads rolled; these were things that a weak woman like Song Liyun should not know.
All she needs to do is manage the business.
"Lord Jiang has already scheduled the trade fair for September 15th, as you mentioned. He will also handle the other restaurants at Jinxilou."
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