Small-scale conflicts have increased dramatically compared to previous years, as if something unprecedented is brewing.
Qin Jingheng's gaze swept over the areas on the map that represented rugged mountains and primeval forests, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.
The climate in the southern region has been normal this year, with neither floods nor droughts affecting the area.
So what exactly caused these tribes, large and small, to be so restless? What exactly did they want to do?
Having been here for more than half a month, aside from getting to know military generals and local civil officials of all ranks, I have gained nothing about the root causes of the undercurrents in the southern border region.
This is absolutely unacceptable!
Just as Qin Jingheng was feeling troubled, a light knock came from outside the study.
"Enter."
His chief aide, Xu Shenzhi, walked in slowly.
Xu Shenzhi was about forty years old, with a thin face, a long beard, and a calm gaze.
"Your Highness, dinner is ready, and the guests invited today are all waiting in the hall."
Qin Jingheng snapped out of his daze, a sense of irritation rising within him.
The banquets were held daily, and the guests included not only military generals and government officials, but also some local so-called celebrities and wealthy merchants.
What good is empty talk and pretense for important matters? It's just a waste of time.
"Let's cancel all banquets like this from now on," Qin Jingheng said impatiently.
"The most urgent task should be to focus on military and border defense, rather than these pointless social engagements."
Xu Shenzhi was not surprised upon hearing this, but simply nodded slightly:
"Your Highness is absolutely right."
This is the last banquet tonight, and since the guests have arrived, let's take a look.
Perhaps there will be some unexpected gains.
Qin Jingheng glanced at him, suppressing his displeasure.
Well, this is the last time after all.
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