"What's this?"
In the morning, Feng Mingyuan was sitting in the dining room, drinking porridge from a bowl, and watching Zeng Yi put a letter on the table. There was no signature or any markings on the envelope. He didn't touch it, just glanced at it, and then continued eating breakfast, taking the time to ask the woman next to him who was obviously a little nervous.
"Husband, this is a gift I have prepared for you. You will definitely like it." Zeng Yi felt uneasy, but she was quite confident in the content of the letter. The uneasiness comes from her awe of her husband, her awe of strength, and her awe of power, but it has nothing to do with the source of confidence.
Today is a rare opportunity. The eldest lady went out for an outing early in the morning. Once a month, nothing could be done. On this day, there was no one in the entire city lord's palace who could directly interfere with Zeng Yi's plan. That's why she puts things in front of her husband early in the morning before he starts to deal with daily government affairs. He also used the personal term "gift" to deliberately distinguish it from ordinary matters.
As the city lord of Yongchuan City, Feng Mingyuan is naturally accustomed to controlling everything around him in detail. Whether it's the recent turmoil in the city, overt or covert, or the various competitions between women in the backyard of his own house. Although he may not necessarily reach out to participate or intervene in everything, he will understand it in his heart.
The incident with the First Lady many years ago was already considered "clumsy" in Feng Mingyuan's eyes, but it directly cut off most of Zeng Yi's minions. This seemed like a joke to Feng Mingyuan, so he subconsciously regarded the Zeng Yi siblings as "idiots".
If Zeng Yi wasn't a competent concubine in other aspects, he probably wouldn't even pay attention to her. As for Zeng Yi's younger brother, Feng Mingyuan, he had long forgotten about him.
I thought that Zeng Yi would do the things she was doing in the concubine's house peacefully and would not worry about it in the backyard anymore. But now it seems that he has not completely given up.
"Gift? Is it a new song you wrote?" Feng Mingyuan still didn't touch the envelope on the table. After finishing a bowl of white porridge, Zeng Yi served another bowl.
"Husband, this is not a piece of music. It is a great gift that will make you happy for a long time. Please open it and take a look. I have put a lot of thought into preparing this for you. You can't bear to let all my hard work go to waste, right? ?”
Tweaking her body, Zeng Yi's coquettish look was very well-measured. Even though Feng Mingyuan was so common, he couldn't help but pay attention to the other's charming figure. So Feng Mingyuan smiled in his heart, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and picked up the envelope on the table to give his concubine some face.
The envelope was not sealed with paste, but simply folded in half. However, the letters inside were four or five pages long, which was quite a lot. And the handwriting is not Zeng Yi’s at first glance. Feng Mingyuan was not surprised by this. He had already guessed that this was someone else's trick for Zeng Yi. I just don’t know if this trick works.
Is this stupid woman being used as a weapon again? With such psychological expectations, Feng Mingyuan opened the letter and read it, and surprisingly, his attention was quickly attracted by the content of the letter.
"There is an endless flow of materials from all sides in Yongchuan City. Although there are four markets in the southeast, northwest and northwest as trading areas, they are always mixed. There are fish and shrimps in the muddy water. Even if there are knife shops and yamen, it is difficult to effectively curb the ravages of pests and rats, resulting in a large amount of resources in the city. Loss and wastage are serious..."
There is absolutely no flowery rhetoric in the official documents that Feng Mingyuan usually reads, and there is no cliches and nonsense. The problem is put out in the open from the very beginning, which directly hits Feng Mingyuan's attention. He has also thought of many ways to improve it, but In the end, it all ended in vain on the issue of setting up in the city.
This couldn't help but arouse Feng Mingyuan's interest, and he looked down.
"Chaos and excessive waste have also continuously weakened the prestige and dominance of the City Lord's Mansion. The trading behavior that should have been simple and clear in each market has turned into "old people bullying newcomers" and "it is difficult for newcomers to enter the game" or even "repeated bullying and domination of the market" The embarrassing situation of "cannot stop"...
If we can coordinate at the same time and establish industrial parks clustered with large industries, classify various industries, and then set corresponding rules and management, coupled with the special land and water location of Yongchuan City, the trading area in the city can not only be revitalized, but also greatly improved. It can greatly reduce wastage and attract more merchants, money and food that were originally blocked out..."
Seeing this, Feng Mingyuan's heart was rarely moved. Although the thousands of words in the letter were roughly summarized, he could also understand a beautiful picture scroll between the lines. And you don’t need to think too carefully to see that all of these contents are extremely feasible and not just empty talk.
It's just a pity that the person who wrote these things obviously restrained himself. A lot of things are just touched and left, and the point is mentioned but not explained thoroughly.
Feng Mingyuan has seen this kind of rhetoric method many times. To put it bluntly, this letter is just a hook, trying to attract his attention. At present, it seems that the other party's goal has been achieved. He does have the idea of seeing the other party and having an in-depth exchange of ideas.
"Who gave you this?"
Zeng Yi felt happy because she understood that her husband was interested in the content of the letter if he asked this question. As long as the husband pays attention to the content of the letter, half of the plan of the two siblings will be accomplished!
So Zeng Yi quickly answered truthfully: "Husband, this is handwritten by my brother. Do you think it's interesting, husband?"
"Huh? Your brother?"
"Yes, husband. Although Zeng Fei has given up on himself since he was in trouble last time, his heart has become calmer due to the accumulation of these years. He thought that he should make up for what he owes first. We can’t just let it go. So I’m thinking about whether I can do something meaningful from the City Lord’s Mansion, and then get back on my feet.”
Feng Mingyuan smiled, folded the letter in his hand and put it back in the envelope. He didn't comment, and even ignored Zeng Yi's words. He waved his hand and said, "You go down first. I have a few guests to meet later."
"Okay... okay, I'll excuse myself now." Zeng Yi was caught off guard. She was clearly convinced that her husband was attracted. This was Feng Mingyuan's attitude that she had become familiar with after so many years of marriage. But why did the conversation change sharply and become cold in the end? Is it because of Xiao Fei?
It seems that my husband’s impression of Xiao Fei is not so easy to change! Zeng Yi made a judgment in her heart and became a little more anxious.
After Zeng Yi left, Feng Mingyuan looked at the envelope on the table and waved to the side. A guard who looked like a sculpture in the corner walked over quickly.
"grown ups?"
"Go and check Zeng Yi's brother, in the past six months. Everything is detailed. How could a guy who was just waiting to die like an insect suddenly come up with such a far-sighted idea? Humph, there must be someone behind him to give him advice. Find out, but don’t act rashly, understand?”
"Yes! I will do it immediately!"
