After sarcastizing Zhu Yi and Guan Hongyu for a while, Jin Jingnan proudly rode out of Jingjing Pass in the carriage. After getting into the carriage, the unrestrained smile on his face immediately disappeared, replaced by a serious expression.

Your Majesty said it well. Anyang is indeed much more troublesome than Xinning. Unlike Xinning who simply relies on business, Anyang County has a relatively complete people's livelihood system. The production of fertile land is enough to allow the people to have enough food and clothing. As long as there is no war, Anyang can be regarded as a paradise. In recent years, business exchanges with the Ming Dynasty have gradually increased. Although it is separated by the Luoying Mountains, vendors will still cross the mountains with the dream of making money. Now that the roads are built, Anyang's business will only be more developed. After seeing the management methods of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yi, as the county magistrate, still encourages and supports merchants. Without farmers, he is not stable and without business. Zhu Yi has gained the samadhi of it.

Putting aside these, Anyang also has a better military-industrial system. This is due to the Western Army era controlled by Zuo Lixing more than ten years ago. In order to resist the frequent invasion of the Qin army, Zuo Lixing not only established a powerful Western Army, but also created a series of military workshops in Anyang. At that time, the Western Army was not subject to the Great Chu court, and most of the time, they had to rely on their own strength.

The foundation laid back then is still in play. This has caused Anyang not to be suffocated by Mingren like Xinning, and they have extremely strong ability to survive independently.

Jin Jingnan, who closed his eyes and pondered, had conspiracies and tricks flashed through his mind. It was not difficult to destroy Anyang, but what His Majesty wanted was not a messy Anyang, but a complete Anyang. In this way, after annexing the State of Chu, Anyang and Qinghe could become two central cities of the Ming Empire that were both independent and mutually helpful, which would be of great help to the entire western region.

After leaving Jingjing Pass for more than ten miles, the carriage suddenly stopped. In the dense woods on the side of the road, a carriage was parked quietly under the protection of several guards.

Jin Jingnan lifted the curtain, glanced at it, whispered to the driver, and the carriage turned off the avenue and drove towards the carriage. Seeing Jin Jingnan's carriage coming, the carriage also turned around and drove into the depths of the woods.

The two carriages were parked side by side in an open space, and the guards from both sides dispersed to the periphery, watching the movements around them with vigilance.

The door of one of the carriages was pushed open, and a burly man wrapped in a thick fur coat jumped out of the car. Jin Jingnan also opened the car door at the right time and said with a smile: "Come up and have a drink together!"

The big man took off the hat with a mask on his head, jumped into Jin Jingnan's carriage, and smiled and said, "Is Jin Cifu's alcohol so good? It's time to see that you have drunk a lot."

The visitor is the current deputy general of Anyang County and the confidant general of the Bian clan who stayed in Anyang.

Jin Jingnan's face was still flushed, but she smiled disdainfully: "In the Ming Dynasty, we drink more authentic knives. The wine produced in Anyang is slightly better than rice wine in our mouths. Will this bring me drunk?"

Bian Wenhao smiled and closed the car door, "It's good to burn the knife in Daming, but it can't be easily done. I heard that the output is not large, and it is mainly used in the army. Is there actually a Jin Cifu's car?"

Jin Jingnan burst into laughter: "I don't have any wine here, but there is a good tea. If you want to drink a charcoal, wait until I return to the Ming Dynasty, and someone will give you a few jars."

The two sat down. Jin Jingnan pulled the carriage a few times. There was a sound on the floor of the carriage between them. A wooden platform rose up, and a tea set and stove were all available on the wooden platform. Jin Jingnan took out a piece of round black charcoal from a grid below the wooden platform, threw it into the small stove, took out flint, and gently knocked it out. Mars splashed out, and the round black charcoal immediately burned. After a moment, he not only burned it brightly, but also ignited some charcoal that was originally placed in the small stove.

"If you don't drink today, let's have tea!" Jin Jingnan said with a smile.

Bian Wenhao took the kettle from the table and said, "Since you have to drink tea, you must have good water. I will go and get some good water for the second master." He opened the car door and pointed it gently on the shaft. The man soared into the sky like a big bird, landed on the tallest tree here, carefully scraping a layer of snow from above, filling the kettle, then jumped down, walked into the carriage, and placed the kettle on the stove. He sat cross-legged and saw Jin Jingnan preparing tea sets there, and couldn't help but smile, "Why would you let me make tea for the second master?"

Jin Jingnan shrugged, "I almost forgot that you are from the Bian family. These things must have been taught the best since childhood. Unlike me, I was a poor scholar. Although I am now a high-ranking official and have hired people to teach them these things, I always feel that they are useless. If I don't have the heart, I can never learn the essence, which makes you laugh."

While speaking, the water on the stove had already rolled away. Bian Wenhao skillfully brewed Kung Fu tea and smiled: "This is a small way. I will help you with everything. It's better not to learn such small things. Unlike Wenhao, you are extremely bored every day, but you just rely on these things to pass the time."

Push a cup of green tea in front of Jin Jingnan, "Try it, sir!"

He picked up the teacup, Jin Jingnan took a sip, squinted his eyes and sucked for a moment: "The same tea, indeed, the skills are different, and the taste is different. What's wrong? Are you unhappy in Anyang?"

"My unhappiness must be clear about me, and I know clearly, otherwise I wouldn't have sent someone to invite me here, right?" Bian Wenhao picked up the teacup, took a sip, then raised his neck, regardless of the hotness of the tea, and swallowed it in one bite.

Jin Jingnan put down the teacup and looked at the other party and said, "Sometimes I really envy you aristocratic families who have received the best education and learned the best knowledge since childhood. When you are old, you can stand at a very good height without worrying about it yourself. Unlike me, who struggles to make a living, General Bian, you only see the scenery of my present moment, and you don't see the pain of my past. I have also dug iron ore for several years in the Daye Iron Mine!" He stretched out his hands and spread it in front of the other party: "Did you see it? The calluses on this are not made by grinding with a pen, but by holding an iron drill hammer."

Bian Wenhao sighed: "Everyone has their own difficulties. If you are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish? Similarly, if you are not a fish, how can you know the pain of fish? There are so many children of Bian family. It is also difficult to make a name for themselves. The road to climbing up may not be easier. Moreover, you have clear goals and motivation to move forward, but I can't see it now, and I don't know where the future is. I am confused and confused!"

"You are the Bian elite who are highly valued by Bian Wushuang and Bian. Now, you can at least rank among the Bian clans at the top, right?" Jin Jingnan's eyes flashed.

"So what?" Bian Wenhao smiled: "It's just that. Maybe in a few years, I will lean back a little, after all, I'm not Wen Zhong."

Jin Jingnan laughed: "It's your fault for being too outstanding. Bian Wushuang cannot help but suppress you to ensure Bian Wenzhong's absolute status in the Bian family. If you are asked to follow you to Jinghu, it is not difficult to make a name for yourself with your ability, and it is inevitable that Bian Wenzhong will be suppressed. So, putting you in Anyang is the best choice, and you can't say anything. After all, Anyang is also very important to Bian."

Bian Wenhao smiled bitterly: "That's it. So I said, I see the future and the future is bleak! Maybe I can be Wen Zhong's right-hand man or go to a corner to hold a idle position."

"Are you willing?"

"So what if I'm not willing to give up? Who said my surname is Bian!" Bian Wenhao shook his head and poured the cups into tea for the two of them again.

Jin Jingnan smiled and said, "General Bian, in fact, you don't say secret words in front of the wise man. I think you know the secret agreement between you, Marshal Bian, and us, right?"

Bian Wenhao did not comment.

"But, the little bit of what you, Dashuai Bian, is impossible to hide from us. If you want to be able to do everything, act according to the opportunity, or seize the opportunity and be independent at the right time, he, if he has too many plans, it will be unpleasant." Jin Jingnan said lightly: "Those small moves he made in Jiangnan can be hidden from us, which is too underestimated."

Bian Wenhao's heart tightened, "So far, our Bian family has not violated the agreement with the Ming Dynasty at all. Just like now, we have not moved such a great opportunity to attack Zhou Jiyun."

"General Bian, don't be nervous." Jin Jingnan said: "We have no intention of breaking the agreement, but Marshal Bian has made our Majesty unhappy now. General Bian, you are a smart person, and you should see clearly the current situation. Chu State is going to be over. Your Marshal Bian is in Jinghu, and even if he wants to do something, he will not be able to make a big wave. If you obey the agreement with us honestly, wealth will not be able to escape, but it is impossible to turn your hands into clouds and rain again."

Bian Wenhao pondered for a while, "What does Cifu mean?"

"The Bian family needs another leader. Our Emperor does not want it to be Bian Wushuang's branch." Jin Jingnan said openly.

Bian Wenhao's eyes flashed, "So, His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is optimistic about me?"
Chapter completed!