Chapter 164 Fengzhou! (Thanks to the book friends Wangshi Suiyuan and Pipixia Papa Xionghai for the reward!)
Seeing Ye Mingsheng not speaking, An Zhirong thought that Ye Mingsheng doubted his ability, and suddenly laughed dumbly, shook his head and said:
"Don't worry. I, An Zhirong, never make promises easily. Once I make a promise, I will do my best to fulfill it. Under the watchful eyes of that old man Song Wenhui, I dare not say how many more I can recruit, but recruiting 10,000 people is a sure thing!"

When saying this, An Zhirong's tone remained the same as always, but the strong self-confidence that emerged from his words made Ye Mingsheng re-evaluate the strength of An Zhirong and the An family.

After thinking for a while, Ye Mingsheng said in a deep voice: "The Third Master has been so kind to me, I wonder if I can help the Third Master?"

Seeing that Ye Mingsheng could keep a cool head in the face of such a valuable gift, An Zhirong looked at the young man in front of him with even greater respect.

"It's nothing serious. I have received news from Liaoyang that Song Wenhui has already made a plan and will do his best to stop the Zhenwu Army from recruiting soldiers. In addition, he will also station the Zhenwu Army in Feng'an Prefecture. Therefore, I hope that Lord Ye can strive to be stationed in Fengzhou!"

Looking at Ye Mingsheng, when An Zhirong said this, his tone was still calm, but his expression was very serious.

Although An Zhirong didn't say much, it contained a lot of information, which immediately made Ye Mingsheng fall into deep thought again.

Feng'an Prefecture is located at the northeast end of Liaoyang. It is the largest prefecture in Liaoyang, with a territory that accounts for almost a quarter of Liaoyang. It is also the prefecture with the worst control over by Liaoyang Governor Song Wenhui. Not only is there the largest bandit town in Liaoyang, Sanshan, but there are also foreign ethnic groups such as the Khitan and Shiwei. It can be said to be the most chaotic and disorderly place in Liaoyang.

Song Wenhui arranged the Zhenwu Army in this place. His purpose was self-evident. He hoped to rely on foreign races and bandits to contain and consume the Zhenwu Army. His intentions were sinister.

The Fengzhou that An Zhirong mentioned is the frontier of Feng'an Prefecture close to the Khitan area. The Khitan has been very restless and ready to make moves in recent years. Therefore, once the Khitan rebels, those stationed in Fengzhou will surely suffer misfortune!

Thinking of this, Ye Mingsheng showed a bitter smile on his face. It turned out that the benefits of this Mr. An San were not so easy to get. If he was really stationed in Fengzhou, he might even lose his life!

Although Ye Mingsheng tried his best to expand his power, he was not a madman who valued money over his life. Compared with his life, both money and official position were not worth mentioning. Therefore, after considering his words, Ye Mingsheng said very tactfully:
"Third Master, I am a soldier with few generals and I am afraid that I cannot take on such a big responsibility..."

An Zhirong showed a hint of displeasure at Ye Mingsheng's rejection, but he did not lose his temper. Instead, he suppressed his emotions and explained to Ye Mingsheng:

"Master Ye, I know how big the risk is here, but what I want to tell you is that I am a businessman, and I seek returns for my efforts. I have placed so many bets on you, and I will not let you fall into despair and let my investment go down the drain. It's not too late for you to make plans after you listen to me!"

"Now that we have come to this, Lord Ye, you should also know that my business target is the Khitan people. Therefore, I have people among the Khitan people. I can say without exaggeration that if there is any disturbance in the Khitan people, I will know it faster in Luoan than Song Wenhui in Dongning! This is one reason!"

"Secondly, Brother Shen and I will use all our resources in Liaoyang to support Lord Ye's development. In addition, we will give Lord Ye an extra 10,000 taels of silver every year!"

"Third, even though Chen Dechang has the support of the Gongsun family, Liaoyang is Song Wenhui's territory. Song Wenhui asked him to go there to worship the king, so Chen Dechang had no choice!

"And the front line to guard against the Khitan is not only Fengzhou, but also Buyeo and Guide County. These three places are equally dangerous, and troops must be stationed in all of them to guard against the Khitan. Lord Ye, who do you think will be stationed in these three places?" An Zhirong's first two points were fine, and Ye Mingsheng had almost figured it out. But when the third point came out, Ye Mingsheng reacted and his face was immediately bitter. Chen Dechang had no choice, and so did he, Ye Mingsheng.
No matter how you look at it in the Zhenwu Army, one of the three shields of Buyeo, Fengzhou, and Guide County must belong to him, Ye Mingsheng...

Looking at Ye Mingsheng's depressed and bitter expression, An Zhirong knew that he had figured it out, and immediately said in a gentle and persuasive way:
"Being stationed in Fengzhou is not all dangerous. It is also an opportunity. First of all, Fengzhou is vast and has fertile land, which is very suitable for farming."

"Secondly, Lord Ye, you can use the excuse of guarding against the Khitans to offer Chen Dechang a price to expand his strength. At the same time, with the support of me and Brother Shen, it will not be so easy for the Khitans to deal with Lord Ye!"

Although An Zhirong's words sounded nice, Ye Mingsheng was not moved by him. He took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice:

"Third Master, what do you need me to do in Fengzhou?"

"Protect the safety of my caravan in Fengzhou and its surrounding areas!" An Zhirong hesitated for a moment after hearing this, but still gave an answer.

Although An Zhirong's words were very general, Ye Mingsheng's eyes turned slightly, and he seemed to understand the hidden meaning of his words, and continued to ask:
"Third Master, why do you think I can do this?"

"Master Ye wants to hear the truth?" An Zhirong raised his eyebrows and asked back:

"Of course!"

"Brother Shen trusts you and thinks you can do it!"

"Sir Ye, I have told you everything I should say now. Now you should give me an answer!" Faced with Ye Mingsheng's series of questions, An Zhirong finally showed some impatience.

Ye Mingsheng smiled bitterly, spread his hands and said, "After knowing so much about the Third Master, can I still turn back?"

"Haha, Lord Ye, you are indeed a smart man! Come, I will toast you with tea instead of wine!" Ye Mingsheng's answer satisfied An Zhirong. He raised the teacup with one hand and toasted to Ye Mingsheng.

Ye Mingsheng would naturally not neglect An Zhirong's courtesy. He exchanged greetings with him in a complicated manner and drank a cup of tea.

After finishing the business, An Zhirong had other things to do, so he left first. Before leaving, he gave Ye Mingsheng a big red envelope containing one thousand and two silver notes.

Although Ye Mingsheng accepted the silver, he already knew An Zhirong's purpose. He felt very heavy-hearted and could not be happy at all...
(End of this chapter)