Zhao Feng’s words had just fallen.
The curtain was lifted.
Han Fei strode in briskly.
"Brother Zhao, it’s been a long ti since we’ve t."
Han Fei smiled warmly.
"Looks like the governance of the Zhao Territory is almost done, you’ve even got the leisure to co to the Wei Territory." Zhao Feng said with a laugh.
"Why does it sound like there’s a bit of sarcasm in your words?"
"What?"
"Do you think I’ve abandoned my duties to co to the Wei Territory?"
Han Fei said with a touch of annoyance, then casually sat down.
"You’re overthinking it."
"Now that you’ve finished governing the Zhao Territory, after you return, you’ll surely secure a seat among the Nine Ministers."
"But your arrival is tily. I still have a large group of refugees under my command, tens of thousands of mouths to feed. As a military commander, it’s a bit cumberso for . Now that you’re here, I’ll leave it to you."
Zhao Feng smiled, speaking to Han Fei without reservation.
He’s preparing to beco a hands-off manager.
"Fine."
"You’re just pretending."
"I just ca along the way, the refugee camp is well organized, there’s no disorder at all." Han Fei laughed.
"There’s no disorder because of military regulations, managed with an iron hand."
"That doesn’t an there’s no disorder."
"That’s why we need a professional like Brother Han to govern." Zhao Feng smiled.
"You’re obviously not willing to manage it, just want to throw it to ." Han Fei laughed, slightly annoyed.
"So, will Brother Han take it or not?" Zhao Feng smiled.
Han Fei smiled: "I’ll take it."
"Such a good opportunity for great rit, if I accomplish it, my position among the Nine Ministers will be even more secure."
In front of Zhao Feng, Han Fei didn’t bother to hide anything.
He is determined to secure a position among the Nine Ministers.
Of course.
This is also because Han Fei has the credentials.
Moreover.
He naturally sees Zhao Feng assigning him to govern the tens of thousands of refugees as a good intention. After all, the military managent is indeed orderly and without disorder.
It’s just that Zhao Feng doesn’t need the glory of governance.
At this mont!
Zhao Feng’s gaze shifted, looking at the person who followed Han Fei into the camp but remained silent.
Feeling Zhao Feng’s gaze.
Yan Bing quickly stepped forward and bowed: "Subordinate greets the Senior General."
"Governor Yan, is working under Minister Han going well?" Zhao Feng waved his hand, smiling as he asked.
"The Minister’s reputation resonates throughout the realm; being able to work under his command is a privilege for this subordinate."
"If not for the Senior General, this subordinate wouldn’t have such an opportunity." Yan Bing said with excitent and gratitude written all over his face.
Clearly.
Yan Bing entered Han Fei’s ranks because of Zhao Feng.
Although he served as a Prefectural Governor, Shaoqiu County is not considered a wealthy county, just a small county, and without connections, he could never serve as an official in the capital.
But after eting Zhao Feng, due to his years of care for the Zhao family’s mother and daughter, he won Zhao Feng’s approval, who then gave Yan Bing an opportunity, specifically speaking to Han Fei, requesting him to submit a morial to transfer Yan Bing to assist in governing the Zhao state.
This also amounts to giving Yan Bing a chance, an opportunity for him to make a na.
When Han Fei returns to the capital, Yan Bing can accompany him and beco a Capital Official.
As soone who once served as a Prefectural Governor, he will naturally not hold a low position when serving in Xianyang.
"This is your ability." Zhao Feng smiled.
"Speaking of."
"So many refugees from Wei, and so many surrendered soldiers, the military supplies are simply not enough, and the Imperial Court is unlikely to allocate much more."
"After all, to many at the court, these refugees are dispensable." Han Fei looked at Zhao Feng and said.
"The morial I’ve submitted has already reached Xianyang, and the first batch of supplies will arrive within half a month, as for what’s after, there’s no need to rush."
"Wei Wuji stocked six-tenths of the supplies in the Capital of Wei."
"Enough for these refugees." Zhao Feng smiled.
"After being flooded, six-tenths of those supplies were still preserved?" Han Fei said in surprise.
"That’s because Wei Wuji was guarding against our Qin’s fire attack, storing most of the supplies in sealed chambers, avoiding damage by the flood." Zhao Feng smiled.
"This really worked out well for us."
"Wei Wuji stocked considerable supplies, now the refugee crisis can be resolved." Han Fei also smiled.
In this light.
This great rit.
Is undoubtedly Han Fei’s.
With this batch of supplies, there’s no need to rely on the court’s ministerial allocations, no worries about delay in supply operations.
"Brother Han."
"Co take a look at this map."
Zhao Feng pointed to the map in front of him.
Han Fei also put away his smile, walking over.
On the map.
A place had already been circled by Zhao Feng with a pen.
"You’re planning to build a city here?"
Just a glance, Han Fei imdiately understood.
"These refugees can’t live in tents forever."
"Naturally, a city needs to be built."
"In addition."
"The able-bodied among the refugees need to be mobilized."
"Let these refugees contribute their strength in exchange for more food and necessities, to construct a new city."
"Also..."
Zhao Feng entrusted Han Fei with the city construction, how to settle the refugees, and nurous considerations he had in mind before.
Listening quietly.
Han Fei’s eyes couldn’t help but widen.
The admiration in his gaze towards Zhao Feng grew stronger.
"Relief through work."
"Brother Zhao, how did your mind develop this way?"
"I feel like you’re not weak in managing affairs either."
"You’ve planned it all along, you’re clearly gifting this great rit." Han Fei laughed.
"This rit of governance is useless to ."
"I have no friends at the court, only acquainted with you, perfect for letting this rit of governance and city-building establish your position among the Nine Ministers." Zhao Feng smiled.
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