Looking at the banner in his hand with a somewhat crookedly written "Royal Commerce in Ming Dynasty", Yang Feng knew that as long as the banner was hanging out like this, it would become his biggest amulet. As long as people who were not ill-headed and basically would not dare to compete with the emperor for business.

"Mr. Yang, the emperor said that as long as you can do what you promised before, Your Majesty will be your strongest backing. If someone dares to attack your business, Your Majesty will definitely not forgive him. The emperor values ​​you so much, this is definitely a great favor."

Yuanwailang's old face smiled like a dog-tail grass. Although he tried his best to hide it, Yang Feng still saw a trace of unhidden envy in his eyes. Although the emperor did nothing and invested a penny of money, it was very cost-effective in the long run. With the emperor endorsing him, anyone who wants to make the "Royal Trading Company of the Ming Dynasty" must seriously consider the consequences of touching the emperor's wallet. In other words, as long as Yang Feng is willing, he can do any business he likes to do in the Ming Dynasty.

Yang Feng, who could think of Yuanwailang, could naturally think of him. After seeing this banner, all his worries disappeared without a trace. He breathed a sigh of relief. With this sign, he no longer had to worry about being swallowed up by others after leaving. He could also go to Liaodong to fight the Later Jin Tartars with confidence.

Yang Feng's mentality at this time was already very different from when he first came to this time and space. After learning that he could freely travel between modern and Ming times and space, Yang Feng, who had been working hard at the bottom of modern society, thought of how to use this time and space to earn enough money to spend his whole life. After more than half a year of hard work, he owned a company and earned money that he never dreamed of before and also became a goddess who could only be seen on TV or movie screens before.

In the eyes of many people, Yang Feng can now be called a successful person, rich, house and car, a beautiful celebrity girlfriend, and a lover who is older than him, but is still very beautiful. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a winner in life. But gradually, even Yang Feng did not realize that his feelings for this time and space are slowly changing.

Originally, the time and space of the Ming Dynasty were just a place to make money for Yang Feng. He once thought that when he earned enough money, he could turn around and leave without any nostalgia and live his life comfortably in modern society. However, as his officials here became bigger and bigger, more and more under his command, something called responsibility slowly grew in his heart. He knew very well that although the Jiangning Wei looks so powerful today, it was based on the person who could freely travel between two time and space. Once he was gone, the entire Jiangning Wei would be instantly beaten back to his original form, and even swallowed by the greedy hungry wolf around him so that he could not even have his bones left.

Regarding this, not only Yang Feng understands, but everyone in Jiangningwei is also very clear that as long as Yang Feng is in their interests, they can be guaranteed and their relatives can be well fed and well-dressed. Once Yang Feng is gone, everything that Jiangningwei has now will be wiped out and they will be defeated back to their original form. Therefore, Jiangningwei is also very loyal to Yang Feng.

Seeing that Yang Feng finally showed a satisfied look, Yuanwailang also smiled. He asked with a smile: "Mr. Yang, I wonder when you will set off for Liaodong?"

Yang Feng pondered for a while: "Now, most of the soldiers of Jiangning Guard are recruits, and they still need to be trained for at least a period of time before they can go out. In addition, I also have to buy mules, horses, war horses, food and grass and other supplies, so I think it is better to go out in the middle of next month."

"Mid next month? No, no!" Yuanwailang's head shook like a rattle: "The Liaodong military situation is urgent, and General Sun sent several letters to His Majesty 600 miles in a row to urge the court to send reinforcements and supplies to Liaodong. Besides, Lord Xiong Tingbi is still waiting for you to go to Liaodong together in the capital. You can't let Lord Xiong wait for a long time. At most, half a month, and the army must set off in half a month."

"Half a month..." Yang Feng thought for a while, and saw the anxiousness that could not be concealed on Yuanwailang's face, he nodded slowly, "Okay, half a month later, the army will set off on the first day of August."

"Okay... let's make up for it!" Yuanwailang was overjoyed and then he breathed a sigh of relief. This master was finally willing to send troops. If Yang Feng really made excuses to not send troops, he wouldn't have any good ways. Although he was a Yuanwailang of the Ministry of War and had the orders of the Ministry of War, he really dared to use forced orders. You must know that this master had just had a fight with Duke Wei. Now the blood outside the castle of Qianhusou in Jiangdongmen has not been completely dry. If he really annoyed this master, he really dared to kill people.

The guaranteed Yuanwailang left happily, but Yang Feng fell into deep thought.

The task this time is not simple. Liaodong is different from the battles he fought before, and the Taurus soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty are also different from the rookies in the Nanjing camp and the Japanese pirates who are so poor that they don’t even have pants except for a knife. The Taurus soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty are used to fighting wars. In terms of their combat effectiveness, they are definitely one of the most powerful troops in this era. If they go to Liaodong recklessly without being fully prepared, they will think that they are not dying fast enough.

After seeing off Yuanwailang, Yang Feng, who had been in deep thought for a while, picked up the tea cup next to him and drank a sip of tea, but found that the tea had already cold. He shouted casually: "Tu Niang... pour me a cup of tea..."

As soon as he spoke, Yang Feng realized that Zheng Tuoniang had set out to Nanjing City this morning to discuss matters with the madams and brothel owners in Nanjing City.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng couldn't help but shake his head and smiled bitterly. It seemed that it was really hard to go from frugality to extravagance to frugality. Zheng Tuo Niang had only been here for a few days, and she had been used to the days of serving her. Now that she was no longer there, she was too lazy to pour tea by herself.

Forget it, I don’t want to have so much, so I’d better go back to modern society to raise the supplies needed for this expedition first.

After dark, Yang Feng returned to modern society. This time he appeared in the warehouse in the suburbs of Nanjing.
Chapter completed!