My father's attitude has never changed. He has told himself since he was a child that the Wuda tribe should always rely on the Wu Dynasty and put the Wu Dynasty Emperor first.
Therefore, when my mother became an adult, she immediately took the risk and left the Zhenbei Army.
Now Jiang Feng's tone is even more shocking, and he wants to violate the wishes of the prince, that is, the emperor of the Wu Dynasty in the future, and directly establish the country on the Dilu grassland.
With the current strength of the Wuda tribe, even with the support of the Zhenbei Army, it is simply impossible. This Jiang Feng may be a test...
After all, the Dilu tribe has always been a threat to the Wu Dynasty, so why would a strong person exist?
Zhao Tingduo glanced at Jiang Feng coldly: "Master Jiang, there is no need to say more. I am the son of the Marquis of Zhenbei, and I will not do anything that goes against the Wu Dynasty or my father and brother."
Jiang Feng said solemnly: "I will never speak nonsense! Young master, you may wish to think twice."
Zhao Tingduo waved his hands, obviously not wanting to talk about these things anymore: "County Magistrate Jiang, do you and I still have our previous agreement?"
Jiang Feng once said that he would give Zhao Tingduo three years to become a large tribe. When he said this, the prince had not yet taken charge of the country.
But when he went to the Xishan Palace, the prince himself said that the Wu Dynasty could not send troops to help, and that he himself should not cause trouble again.
Three-year agreement!
What will the situation be like in three years?
Jiang Feng frowned, looked at Zhao Tingduo and sighed. He knew that he could no longer persuade him, so he could only nod and said: "I will serve as an official here for three years, of course the agreement still exists!"
"Okay, Mr. Jiang, I won't mention what you mentioned until three years later.
Now let’s talk about the stalls outside the county government first.
It's just a kitchen shop and a few clowns. Magistrate Jiang can't deal with it, so what else can he do to help me!"
After Zhao Tingduo said this, he snorted coldly, drank the tea in one gulp, stood up and left the back garden.
Jiang Feng's face suddenly turned purple with anger.
What a kitchen business!
I wasn't very interested in Tianxiang Tower in the past few days. First of all, when he first came to Qili County, the manpower was not smooth. He focused on looking through the files and checking the background of the officials in the government office.
Secondly, Tianxiang Tower belonged to that reckless man from Luo Baihu. He managed it with a woman and a few prostitutes, but it was still successful, so he threw it aside.
Now the Third Young Master has to look at his ability and sincerity, and he has to do things beautifully.
Looking at the basin of "rouge-dotted snow" quivering in the wind, Jiang Feng clenched his palm into a 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 was not a good master.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the legitimate son of the royal family. As long as the Marquis of Zhenbei is around, the Crown Prince will ascend the throne sooner or later.
I originally thought that the prince would have to stay dormant for a few years before he would serve as an official in the area under the jurisdiction of the Zhenbei Army to help him in order to achieve world-shaking achievements.
Unexpectedly, the Dilu cavalry broke through Qing'an Mansion and approached Kyoto. The emperor would become ill and the prince could successfully supervise the country.
The eldest prince was already in a weak position. The prince devoted his whole body and soul to Qing'an Mansion's disaster relief. He wanted to show his kindness to the world and had no time to care about the Dilu grassland.
I will never have the chance to achieve the feat of serving the dragon again, and it will be even more difficult if I want to become the leader of tens of thousands of people.
But who said there is only one dragon in the world and you can’t raise another one?
I have been studying hard in a cold window, reading a lot of books, and possessing the skills to conquer the world. If I can't put it to use, won't I die in peace!
Besides, this kind of thing is not considered betraying the Wu Dynasty.
Jiang Feng believed that he was extremely talented and would do something earth-shattering, so he dared to seek refuge with the prince early, and invited himself to Qili County regardless of his official status, to be the magistrate of the county that everyone avoided.
Now, he wants to risk the disapproval of the world and establish a king for Dilu Grassland.
In the Tianxiang Building, there were already guests coming to eat at this time. Although they were in groups and not as lively as in the past, they still made Zhou Xiang and others smile.
What they didn't expect was that the female guests sitting in the Bisha Cupboard, seeing that there were few people in the lobby, had already boldly sat in, and asked Sun Wencheng and other handsome young men to grill skewers for them in front of them.
Naturally, this "small" request will be granted.
Sun Wencheng and another man tied with red silk set up a special small grill next to the wall not far from the female guests, providing dedicated service.
When a woman enters a restaurant, she always needs a man to accompany her. Now, in view of the fact that Tianxiang House has female stewards, female cooks, and the blue gauze cabinet outside.
When a pure female customer enters the store, other customers in the store no longer look at her strangely.
Of course, the main reason is that it has the strongest security here.
Song Liyun smiled and socialized with a few female guests, then saw Zhao Tingduo coming back from the county government office.
"I've met the Third Young Master with ten thousand taels of gold!"
Manager Wan Da bowed his head to the handsome young man in front of him. This was the first time he saw Zhao Tingduo.
When he learned that this was the young master of the Dilu tribe, he felt his aura reverse and his face flushed. This was his gold and silver mountain!
In front of the two of them, Song Liyun handed over the leather goods business between himself and Wanjia.
From now on, the fur goods of the Wuda tribe will be directly handed over to Zhao Tingduo to take care of himself. If anything happens, he can communicate with Manager Wanda.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Tingduo refused: "Yun'er, my things belong to you, and you are still in charge of these things. My mother-in-law doesn't like business, let alone dealings with people from the Wu Dynasty."
Manager Wan Da's eyes almost popped out of his head when he heard these words.
He still knows something about the marriage of the Dilu tribe.
Di Lu has no concubines. If Song Liyun marries the young leader of the tribe, she will be the eldest wife.
The betrothal gift also depends on the strength of each tribe, and there will be a difference between a thousand oxen, a thousand horses, and a thousand sheep.
There are also supporting pastures that can feed these livestock.
In just a few words, Wan Daguanshi's mind was already spinning in countless circles.
Although he was a little regretful that Miss Song could not marry into his family, he thought that he and Miss Song had already ordered a batch of goods for the luggage shop before it officially opened, and secretly sighed: I have my own ranch, and now I don’t want to make money.
It’s all difficult.
No, I thought about how the Wan family had tried so hard to get through the joints and contact the grassland tribe... I must inform the head of the family about this as soon as possible.
Manager Wan Da, who had always been steady and steady, could no longer sit still. After a few more pleasantries, he hurriedly left.
There were only two people in the room, Song Liyun and Zhao Tingduo.
Zhao Tingduo still had a gentle expression when Wanda Steward was there, but now his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, his expression was solemn, and he drank the tea in two sips.
Song Liyun saw that he seemed worried: "Ashi, what happened in the county government? Master Jiang is not willing to help?"
Zhao Tingduo pursed his lips and reached out to hold Song Liyun's wrist: "Sit down first and chat with me!"
From the time when the beggar had met Song Liyun in the grassland, the two of them had officially established their relationship. They only waited for the winter break after the transition to come to propose marriage.
He did not hide his life experience, and he did not intend to hide it in his future life.
It's just that Jiang Feng's words were too shocking.
As soon as the sword and arrow were shot out, heads were rolling. These things were not something that a weak woman like Song Liyun should know.
She just needs to take care of business.
"Master Jiang has already scheduled the trade fair on September 15th as you mentioned. In addition, he will take care of the kitchen restaurants in Jinxi Building."