Lucky Farmer Girl: I rely on metaphysics to support my family

It was nearly noon when we left the Su family's house.

Although today's events didn't consume much spiritual energy, they did take a toll on my mental energy, so I still need to replenish myself properly.

So Tang Wan directly sent Ding Li to Piaoxiang Pavilion.

After leaving Piaoxiang Pavilion, Tang Wan whispered, "Ding Li, don't go back to the manor, go to the inquiry shop first."

"Yes, Second Miss," Ding Li replied, turning his horse around.

The carriage stopped at the inquiry shop.

Mr. Wan had been waiting at the shop, and when he saw her come in, he quickly got up to greet her.

"Master, what about the Su family..." Boss Wan was the middleman, so he was naturally concerned about the outcome.

Tang Wan sat down and briefly explained the situation.

Her tone was flat, as if she were talking about something completely ordinary.

But Boss Wan was astonished and exclaimed, "You can know a person's face but not their heart! It's all thanks to the master's keen insight, otherwise the Su family would have been kept in the dark, and there would have been endless troubles! As for the fee, Mr. Su has already paid part of it in advance. Once this matter is completely settled, he will definitely pay the remaining amount. I will keep an eye on it for the master."

I never imagined there could be such a vicious woman in the world, but thinking about my fake stepmother, I can understand. This seemingly gentle woman can be just as ruthless as a man when she gets angry.
Tang Wan nodded slightly: "The reward has been returned. This matter is over. What happens next is up to the Su family."

Tang Wan did not want to get too involved in such family scandals and disputes.

She handed the thank-you gift that the Su family had brought back to Boss Wan.

After explaining everything to Boss Wan and recording the payment for this service in the books, the matter was considered settled.

She remembered the shop's accounts that she hadn't been able to examine closely yesterday because of Master Su's sudden visit, so she took them out again and calmly checked them page by page.

The accounts of the fortune teller were always clear, and she quickly checked them without any errors.

After finishing all the tasks, the sun was already setting in the west.

Tang Wan then got up, stretched her stiff shoulders and neck, greeted Boss Wan, and went out to board the carriage.

On the carriage, Tang Wan remembered something else.

They arrived home quickly, and that evening they waited for Zhuxi to return from the shop to pay her respects.

Tang Wan pulled Zhu Xi to inspect the warehouse at the back. Taking advantage of the fact that no one else was around, Tang Wan whispered, "Zhu Xi, arrange for people to transport the grain from the estate to Mobei tomorrow. I bought a house in Mobei, and there is a large warehouse in it."

Zhu Xi opened her eyes wide in surprise. She hadn't expected her mistress to acquire another property, but this time she hadn't taken her along.

Thinking of this, Zhu Xi felt a little disappointed. Now she spends most of her time at the rouge shop and doesn't have time to follow her mistress around. Her mistress has many things done by others.

Tang Wan looked at Zhu Xi's ever-changing expression and roughly guessed what Zhu Xi was thinking. She teased, "What are you thinking about now? I'm not hiding anything from you! You have more important things to do now. Wait until you've trained a successor, then you can come back to my side."

Upon hearing Tang Wan's words, Zhu Xi instantly perked up and quickly replied, "Miss keeps her word!"

“Your young lady is always a woman of her word, how could she go back on her word, hmm?” Tang Wan replied helplessly.

This little girl has been with her the longest, and you could say she's grown up bit by bit. Now she can stand on her own, which is quite gratifying. She wasn't just saying this casually; the Tang family will have to return to the capital sooner or later, and she wouldn't want to leave Zhuxi in the northern desert.

Regardless, Zhuxi still needs to cultivate a successor.

Zhuxi is different from Erya. Erya is mainly used for running errands and fighting, while Zhuxi can do all aspects of life, and nowadays she can also do business.

Upon hearing Tang Wan's words, Zhu Xi hurriedly replied, "I misspoke, Miss. What you say must be true! My successor is almost ready. After a little more evaluation, if there are no problems, I can let go. Then I will return to Miss's side and serve you wholeheartedly!"

Tang Wan tapped Zhu Xi's forehead and scolded her, "You! You should train her properly, not just settle for someone who's not good enough for you! Find some time these next few days to buy two more maids of suitable age to train together."

When Zhuxi returns, the shop will be too busy. It would be better to buy a couple more maids to be on the safe side.

"Yes!" Zhu Xi replied with a smile.

While Tang Wan was busy calculating the accounts, the peace talks between the Southern Desert and the capital city, thousands of miles away, also reached a stalemate.

The War King and his delegation from the Southern Desert have been in the capital for more than half a month.

However, negotiations on substantive issues such as the ownership of Haiyue City, border trade, and resource exchange have progressed slowly.

In the study of the War King's residence in the capital, an advisor was reporting on the progress: "Your Highness, the Southern Desert delegation spent the entire day at the Court of State Ceremonial, still insisting that if the marriage alliance fails, the ownership of Haiyue City and subsequent trade route agreements are out of the question. They want to use a city that already belongs to us in exchange for Your Highness..."

The War King snorted coldly, interrupting him: "Wishful thinking."

He could understand Nanmo wanting a marriage alliance, but to have such ambitions directed at him was truly audacious.

The War King's voice was cold and firm, leaving no room for doubt: "Haiyue City was won with the blood of my soldiers. How can I allow them to use it for trade? Marriage is out of the question."

He turned around, his eyes sharp, and said firmly, "If they are truly sincere in their negotiations, they should offer concrete terms, such as opening two other border markets and lowering tariffs while ceding Haiyue City. Instead of trying to bind me with a princess and attempting long-term schemes."

The strategist pondered for a moment and said, "Your Highness is absolutely right. However, although the Southern Desert is at a disadvantage, if the peace talks are completely closed, the pro-war faction within the Southern Desert may take the opportunity to cause trouble, and the border will inevitably be engulfed in flames again. His Majesty's intention is also to take this opportunity to stabilize the Southern Desert and exchange it for several years of peace on the border so that the people can recuperate."

The War King naturally understood his father's considerations.

War ultimately depletes a nation's strength. The best strategy is to subdue the enemy without achieving victory, or to obtain the greatest benefit through negotiation.

But it's absolutely impossible for Nanmo to get something for nothing, or even to turn around and scheme against him.

The War King's eyes grew even sharper, but he said in a nonchalant tone, "If they want to stall, then let them stall."

The War King paused for a moment, then immediately ordered, "Send word to the border to strengthen the defenses of Haiyue City without any slackening. At the same time, have our people in the Southern Desert spread the word that I am extremely opposed to the marriage alliance, and if the Southern Desert insists, I'm afraid we won't even be able to keep the little benefit we have at the negotiating table."

He wanted to make it clear to the people of the Southern Desert that the initiative was in their hands.

Trying to gain a strategic advantage by using a princess? That's a joke.

However, it's not impossible for them to have a marriage alliance if they really want to.

The War King's lips curled into a cold, disdainful smile. (End of Chapter)