The First Military God of the Border

Song Qingyan went up to the third floor, dismissed the maid, and sat down with Lin Hui one after the other.

"Brother Lin, thank you very much today."

"That's just how Hu Ning is, don't take it to heart."

Lin Hui didn't care about what Hu Ning said, but he could tell that there was probably something wrong with it.

"Madam, why is Hu Ning so determined to destroy Shiweitian?"

He didn't directly ask Hu Ning if she liked him, but instead used this indirect approach to probe.

Song Qingyan sighed, her face showing exhaustion.

"I know what you mean. He wants to kill two birds with one stone, to get both me and the territory of Shiweitian."

"Although Shiweitian's business is just so-so right now, this place is located in the very center of Linjiang County, with a large flow of people."

"Is Hu Ning a local?"

Lin Hui asked.

"No, he came to Linjiang County five years ago in winter. Nobody knows where he came from. He brought a winemaking master with him, and soon the Shili Hong wine became famous."

"He was ruthless in business, using any means necessary, which forced several restaurants to close down. In just five years, he accumulated a large amount of wealth."

"I'm struggling to make ends meet, because food is my only means of survival."

"In recent years, he has resorted to countless underhanded tricks in order to obtain food."

Song Qingyan gave a bitter smile: "That day you said my horse was poisoned, and I immediately thought of him."

Lin Hui frowned. So that's how it is. No wonder Song Qingyan didn't let him explain the matter in detail that day.

"Sigh, it's tough..."

"Although we now have Thirty Miles of Red, I'm afraid we're going to have a complete falling out with Hu Ning."

"Madam, isn't there a way to solve this once and for all?"

Song Qingyan shook her head: "You don't know this, but Hu Ning is not alone. He has people supporting him."

"Huh? Who is it?"

"The garrison commander of Ningyuan Town is Cheng Wuyou."

Upon hearing the name Cheng Wuyou, Lin Hui's middle finger trembled slightly.

However, Song Qingyan did not speak, but continued to share the information she knew: "Cheng Wuyou, the garrison commander of Ningyuan Town, has a great deal of influence in the Linjiang County area. I don't know how Hu Ning got involved with Cheng Wuyou, but the reason why Hu Ning dares to be so arrogant is entirely due to Cheng Wuyou."

"If we launch a new wine, and Hu Ning uses Cheng Wuyou to suppress it, I'm afraid..."

Although she only said half of it, Lin Hui understood what she meant.

If Cheng Wuyou sets his sights on Thirty Mile Red, this money-printing machine, he will inevitably try to trip it up. At that time, Shiweitian will be weak and powerless to resist.

There will only be two paths then: either hand over the brewing method, or Shiweitian will close down.

Neither of these outcomes was what Lin Hui wanted.

He needs money now, and he needs to use the customers of Shiweitian to save some money for himself. With money, things will be easier in the future.

In Lin Hui's view, this matter is not without a solution.

The reason Cheng Wuyou was willing to help Hu Ning was undoubtedly because of money. As long as he gave more money than Hu Ning, the matter could be resolved.

However, Cheng Wuyou was a man who disregarded human life and was corrupt and accepted bribes, so Lin Hui was unwilling to deal with such a person.

However, although I don't want to deal with Cheng Wuyou, there is another way to resolve this matter, and Ma Dayuan is the best choice.

"Madam, I do have a solution."

Song Qingyan looked at Lin Hui with anticipation.

"Madam, Magistrate Wang should be able to help. Perhaps I should go and find him."

Upon hearing this, Song Qingyan immediately recalled that a few days ago, Lin Hui had a conflict with the border troops at Shiweitian. At that time, both sides were on the verge of a fight, and even the border troops' company commander had come.

Finally, Wang Ping, a judicial officer, stepped in to resolve the situation.

"If that's true, how confident are you?"

Lin Hui nodded: "I can't predict how certain it is, but I can talk to him about it."

"it is good."

"Brother Lin, from now on, don't call me Madam or Boss anymore. Just call me Sister. If you can get this done for me, Shiweitian will be our business from now on."

Lin Hui hurriedly waved his hand: "Calling you sister is fine, but food is your foundation, and I won't take advantage of your misfortune."

"Brother, why are you being so polite? Do you think I'm that kind of person? I'd rather you swallow up Shiweitian!"

"Okay, sister, we'll do it your way."

Lin Hui knew he had to accept this favor, otherwise Song Qingyan wouldn't feel at ease. By addressing him as her brother and making a promise, she was showing Lin Hui his attitude.

They acted immediately, since the new wine was already ready.

Lin Hui took a jar of freshly made Thirty Mile Red wine and set off.

The county government office was not far from Shiweitian, and Lin Hui arrived at the location quickly.

The guards at the gate had changed; they weren't the same guards who had been there last time. The two guards looked languid, leaning against the doorframe and talking about how the girls at Yichun Courtyard had slender waists and white legs.

Just as Lin Hui was about to go in, the two men immediately perked up and reached out to block him.

"stop……."

Lin Hui remained expressionless: "I have something to discuss with the county magistrate."

"What, discussing matters with the county magistrate?"

"Don't you even know where you are? Is the county government a place where just anyone can come and go?"

Lin Hui had originally intended to speak politely, but upon hearing their words, his expression instantly changed.

"Alright, take a look at this."

Lin Hui took out the token.

The two constables stared at Lin Hui's token for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Are you hard of hearing?"

"If you don't get out of here, don't blame me for being impolite."

Lin Hui looked at the two of them with a suspicious gaze and said, "Are you sure you've seen this clearly? This is Lord Ma's token."

The constable impatiently snatched the token away and said disdainfully, "What a piece of junk! How dare it impersonate the magistrate's token?"

"Get lost, why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror and see what kind of person you are?"

"roll……."

The two constables were already preparing to draw their swords when, just as Lin Hui was about to lose his temper and charge in, footsteps suddenly sounded from inside.

"What happened?"

The man who arrived looked to be in his fifties, dressed in a long robe, exuding elegance and nobility; he was clearly a person of importance.

He was Qiu Mingyuan, the registrar of the county government, and also the uncle that An Shicai had mentioned. He was a local from Linjiang County and had considerable influence in the area.

Upon hearing this voice, the two constables immediately replied respectfully, "Lord Qiu, this person insists on claiming to be a friend of the magistrate and is demanding to enter."

Qiu Mingyuan was troubled by the massacre of the An family, as the An family was one of his important sources of income.

He stepped forward, his brow furrowed.

He then waved his hand and said, "Get him out of here right now. This is a serious place, not a place for just anyone to come."

"yes……."

The two constables guarding the gate, having received orders, became even more arrogant.

"Are you going to leave on your own, or will the two of us beat you half to death and throw you out?"

Lin Hui remained expressionless, picked up the token that had been smashed and chipped at one corner, and handed it to Qiu Mingyuan.

"Lord Qiu, please take a look at this. I wonder if I can go in?"