This wine tasting conference was of great significance. Even to King Beidi, it sent a clear signal that Qin Feng was interested in only two things.
The first is of course trade, and the second is to send Jing Qianying back to the royal family.
The former one benefited the country and the people, but the latter one was a disaster for King Beidi.
The King of Beidi deeply believed in Qin Feng's remarks that power came from the bottom up, and gave a very high evaluation. However, the King of Beidi became more determined to eradicate Qin Feng.
He must not give this great country to others!
Li Yu on the side asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Your Highness the Princess has reached an agreement with Qin Feng. Do you want to go and remind me?"
King Beidi waved his hand: "No need, business is business, politics is politics."
"That girl Jingci is dedicated to serving the country. It will be of great benefit to me and to thousands of people, without any harm."
"Although I value power, I am not so stupid as to persecute the world for my own selfish interests."
"For business matters, just let nature take its course. As for the arrangements for Sangzhou, just make sure they are on track."
Li Yu nodded, obeying the orders on the surface, but secretly relieved in his heart.
After all, anyone with a discerning eye knows that Dadi now needs this trade.
After Qin Feng's threats to fight a decisive battle, and Xiao Zhi's inducements with affection, business affairs finally got on the right track.
At the same time, Sangzhou was also prosperous under the governance of Li Zhang and others.
Although Sangzhou is still Beidi's territory, and even county officials from various places receive Beidi's salary, the entire atmosphere already regards Qin Feng as a leader.
As soon as the "rebellion funds" allocated to Lu Ci and Li Chou were sent away, Li Zhang and Jing Qianying personally escorted the convoy along the wilderness to distribute winter food to each village.
Marching to Black Stone Village, the mighty motorcade stopped.
The village chief, who was over fifty years old, stood tremblingly at the entrance of the village, leaning on a stick.
Looking at the large group of people, he kept swallowing his saliva and his calves were shaking.
Seeing that the men and horses were parked not far away, and only a few horses came over, the village chief knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, and then rushed to the leading man and asked carefully.
"I dare to ask, which general borrowed the passage?"
"If you are marching, just pass through. There are dozens of families in this village. They are all hard-working and good people. We would never dare to hide enemy spies. I also ask the general to be noble and don't enter the village to search."
For ordinary people, going into a village to search is equivalent to demolishing their home.
This winter, life has been difficult to begin with, and if someone makes trouble like this again, the whole village will have to wait for death.
The man in the lead, dressed in white fur coat, is none other than the crown prince Li Zhang.
He sat high on the horse's back, holding the reins with one hand, and said softly: "Get up, since you are a good citizen, why should you panic?"
The old village chief was a little timid, kneeling on the ground and refusing to get up.
The hunky lieutenant on the side immediately shouted sharply: "The prince asked you to get up, how dare you disobey!"
This roar almost scared the village chief out of his soul.
Li Zhang waved his hand and signaled the lieutenant to step down. These soldiers were too evil and could not speak softly, so it was not their fault.
"Old man, there is no need to panic. We are here from Xiongying Ridge. We are ordered by the Marquis of Qin to help the people of Sangzhou survive the winter as much as we can."
As the eldest son, Li Zhang was ordered to do things by a marquis. Not only did he not mind it at all, but it was very natural. In Li Zhang's heart, he had already regarded Qin Feng as his only support.
The old village chief naturally knew that Xiongying Ridge had been occupied by the Liang people, but he was not panicked.
These Liang people are not the same as the Liang people in my impression. They are said to be Qin Feng's subordinates.
Since entering Sangzhou, although many battles have been fought, Qiu has done nothing wrong with the local people, and has won a lot of popular support.
The old village chief plucked up the courage to stand up, still feeling as if he was in a dream: "General, are you really here to deliver winter food? How in the world can such a good thing happen?"
In his impression, every severe winter, the court did not collect grain, but already burned incense. How could there be any reason for the court to take the initiative to distribute grain?
After all, Li Zhang was engaged in "internal affairs". He was not as cold and direct as a general, and he always had a smile on his face.
"Old man, I am not a general, but a prince."
Crown Prince?
The old village chief was confused. How could he, a mountain villager, clearly distinguish official titles? In short, the man in front of me is a great man.
Li Zhang didn't hesitate. With a wave of his hand, the accompanying soldiers pushed over a cart of grain. Although it was all millet with the shells still on it, it was coarse grain at most. But for the people who lacked winter food, it was still It is a timely help, extremely precious.
The old village chief couldn't believe his eyes. He rubbed it twice to make sure it was true. He turned around and shouted to the village with great excitement.
"Come out, everyone. They are not marching troops, but the Marquis of Qin has sent us winter food."
As he spoke, the old village chief fell to his knees and kowtowed again.
For the common people, kowtow is the most direct way to express gratitude.
The village was crowded with people, old and weak, women and children helping each other out. At first, the men did not dare to show their heads for fear of being caught. It was not until they were sure that they were Qin Feng's men that seven or eight able-bodied men plucked up the courage to come out.
Seeing the cart of grain in front of them, the villagers jumped up in excitement.
"Great! Food, really food, we will be saved this winter."
"I...I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"Sure enough, as the rumors say, wherever Qin Hou went, not only did Qiu not commit any crimes, but he was also prosperous among the people. No wonder he never heard of any resistance since Qin Hou came to Sangzhou."
"The Marquis of Qin is the savior, why should we resist him?"
Seeing the villagers so happy, Li Zhang also felt the same way. If he held on to his noble status as "the prince" and pretended to be superior, he might never understand how simple the people's minds were.
As long as they have enough to eat, they are satisfied.
However, Li Zhang still followed Qin Feng's instructions and reminded him: "Everyone, you don't have to be grateful to the Marquis of Qin. If you want to be grateful, just be grateful to your own princess."
As he spoke, Li Zhang turned and pointed to Jing Qianying, who was wearing a white velvet jacket and a bright red cloak.
"This is your princess, Jing Yushu, but her current name is Jing Qianying."
Villagers in remote areas have little information. How do they know what the name Jing Yushu means?
Upon hearing that she was a princess, all the villagers knelt down and worshiped her, becoming even more excited.
For them, there is actually no difference between a princess and a fairy. They will never see each other again in their lifetime.
Now they not only saw the princess, but also the princess personally led the team to deliver food. How could they not be excited?
"The princess is a thousand years old."
