Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 517 - 482: Mei Fei Picks Peaches!

Chapter 517: Chapter 482: Mei Fei Picks Peaches!

This day was a very successful one for Zhang San.

Not only had the Town Martial Office’s Longyun Path northern base been successfully established.

More importantly, within the entire base, financial management was handled by Feng Wenqing; affairs were managed by Xiong Heitu; and security was ensured by Fang Cunzai.

Of course, there were also two Purple Mansion Realm level powerhouses guarding the gate.

It could be said that Zhang San felt safer in this outpost in Spring Breeze Town than he ever did in the Lingwu Army’s military camp.

Two Purple Mansion Realm guards at the door—who would dare to cause trouble!

Even so, Zhang San now wished someone would come looking for trouble.

Zheng Poyue... forget Zheng Poyue; such a minor character could be easily dealt with whenever encountered.

Mei Fei then!

Zhang San hoped that Mei Fei would come and deliver a blow.

He sincerely wished that Mei Fei would come to his death of his own accord, so that he, Zhang San, might live in a grand residence, feast on lamb, receive a bountiful salary of ten thousand gold, and be appointed as nobility and chancellor!

Meanwhile, within the central tent of the Shuofang Army, Mei Fei indeed began to contemplate Zhang San.

After all, the establishment of the Town Martial Office outpost on the northern Longyun Path had been completely unknown to the Shuofang Army up to this point.

Now, having suddenly received the news and discovering that many martial path forces of the northern Longyun Path actually showed some subservience to Zhang San, Mei Fei was displeased.

Consequently, he asked Deputy General Wang Lihui to gather his trusted followers.

"This damned Zhang San has established a branch of the Town Martial Office, meaning that the Lingwu Army is starting to get a hold on the martial artists!"

The officers present were all Mei Fei’s confidants, and everyone knew that over the years Mei Fei had hoped to make some effortless military merits, so he’d spent military funds to support some martial artists of the northern Longyun Path.

Furthermore, there were indeed some who actually heeded Mei Fei’s commands.

However, martial artists are martial artists; they have their own ways and styles of conducting affairs.

The military has its own set of rules.

This led to those martial path forces propped up by Mei Fei, although occasionally able to help him with some dirty and tiring tasks, finding it difficult to be integrated into the military ranks.

So over the years, Mei Fei had been supporting a number of martial artists without much fanfare.

He had, after all, managed to have a bit of influence among the martial artists of the Longyun Path.

But now, with just one move, Zhang San had managed to pull all the martial artists to his side.

Mei Fei was certainly discontent.

"Grand Commander, I also received information that Zhang San has told everyone about the locations of some Tujue tribes, and which tribes might have Purple Mansion Realm experts in residence, and which don’t."

Hearing this intelligence from Deputy General Wang Lihui, many officers couldn’t help but be startled.

You see, they would also occasionally raid the Tujue, and their greatest fear was encountering forces too strong, not only failing to seize any valuable loot but also suffering losses in their ranks.

But with this kind of intelligence, the situation would be completely different.

What Mei Fei considered though, was that if Zhang San used this intelligence to profit the martial artists of the Longyun Path, then everyone would trust him even more!

In that case, the entire martial path forces of the Longyun Path would be effectively leaning towards the Lingwu Army.

This would be a massive challenge to his own power and status.

"No! We can’t let Zhang San’s division of the Town Martial Office get any larger. Once all the martial path forces align with Zhang San, just imagine—during battle, aside from Changsun Bubai’s troops, the Lingwu Army would also have the support of these formidable martial artists. With these people aiding Changsun Bubai in combat, where would there be any military merits left for you and me?"

The others originally thought Mei Fei was just holding a grudge and was simply annoyed with Zhang San.

But having heard these words, they all acutely realized that they might be facing a crisis.

"Why don’t we send someone to kill Zhang San!?" one of Mei Fei’s trusted generals said fiercely.

Mei Fei looked at him and said with a smile, "Scram!"

The other party bowed their head and shut up.

"Grand Commander, our biggest concern with what Zhang San is doing is that these martial artists may help the Lingwu Army in the future instead of us, right? If so, why don’t we contact these martial artists directly and tell them we want to enlist them into the army?"

Mei Fei was intrigued upon hearing this.

The other party continued, "Grand Commander, what these martial artists want is nothing more than to follow Zhang San and then be able to join the army. If we cut in halfway and tell them now that if they fight with us, we will give them rewards. Later, they can even join the army. Wouldn’t all the preparations Zhang San made earlier benefit us?"

"Moreover, Zhang San originally planned and did just that, but his goal was to pull these martial artists to the Lingwu Army’s side. They have the Lingwu Army, and we have the Shuofang Army!"

Mei Fei felt as if a light had turned on.

Yes, he thought, he could totally snatch Zhang San’s plan halfway through.

No!

It couldn’t even be called ’snatching’ anymore.

After all, Zhang San must have put a lot of effort into establishing the Town Martial Office’s base and gathering these martial artists.

But as long as he waved the same flag as Zhang San, he could directly take all of Zhang San’s achievements when the time came. This was simply like picking peaches!

Thrilling!

"Good! Let’s do it! Just one thing, we need someone to contact the martial artists of the Longyun Path. Who’ll go?"

When it came to who would go, everyone fell silent again.

After all, many had never interacted with martial artists.

Some didn’t want to interact with martial artists.

"How about letting Zheng Poyue do it? He already has a conflict with Zhang San, and he would surely do his utmost in this matter," someone recommended.

Then someone else said, "General Shen Buxing also has a conflict with Zhang San, so why not let him go too. After all, Zheng Poyue might not have enough authority to control those martial artists when the time comes."

Mei Fei nodded and said with a smile, "That would be great. Deputy General Wang, later you go find Shen Buxing, and have him take Zheng Poyue to make sure that all the martial artists of the Longyun Path are brought under the command of our Shuofang Army. As for the financial aspect, we’ll compensate them according to the standard for killing Tujue martial artists within the army. What’s the harm in that?"

"Yes."

Wang Lihui nodded.

At this moment, a general voiced his concern, "Grand Commander, after all, the Town Martial Office is directly under Kaihuang. Offending the Lingwu Army is naturally no big deal for us, but if we offend the Town Martial Office, could there be..."

Upon hearing this, Mei Fei couldn’t help but scoff.

His insignificant face was filled with disdain: disdain and more disdain.

"My friend from the Ministry of War has sent word, this year among the frontier units, they will promote a new general in Longyun Path. This position need not even be thought about, it is certainly for my eldest son, Mei Wu. After all, aside from him, no one else is worthy of such a spot,"

"Not long ago, I also received news: Kaihuang has decreed that my second son is now escorting my wife, my daughter, and my young son to stay in the frontier forces for a while."

"Eldest son becoming a general, wife and children at the frontier! I, Mei Fei, favored by divine grace, what have I to fear!?"

Everyone immediately saluted Mei Fei.

"Congratulations, Grand Commander! Best wishes, Grand Commander!"

"Hahaha... How could that small Military Chief of the Town Martial Office, Zhang San, possibly be qualified to contend with me, Mei Fei!?"