The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

Jiang Fan couldn't help but admire the girl who was able to remain calm in the face of Zhong Ling's murderous intent.

Moreover, he believed the girl's words to some extent.

After all, the only ones who really wanted to take power and rebel in South Vietnam were the big tribes, or, to be more precise, the top leaders of those big tribes.

The people who truly live at the bottom of society only want a stable life.

In their minds, the top leaders of various tribes are actually no different from the evil officials of Dayan. They are all people who exploit them.

But what Jiang Fan did in Guiyun City gave them hope.

Isn't it the person they long for, a person who is willing to lead them to a good life and bring them real benefits?

Having said this, the girl looked at Jiang Fan expectantly and continued:

"Your Highness Prince Qin, can you really cure my mother? I heard from others that you have created a magical medicine that can cure many difficult and complicated diseases! Lingxiu is begging you to help my mother. Regardless of whether you can cure my mother or not, I will ask my brother to give you the invitation!"

When Qing Lingxiu said this, she knelt down immediately. She looked at Jiang Fan with eagerness, her eyes full of anticipation.

This girl just now regarded the invitation as more important than her life. When Feng Nanbu came to snatch it away, she would rather die than hand it over.

But now she obviously gave it up willingly.

For her, instead of expecting her brother to successfully choose a son-in-law, it would be better to place her hope on Jiang Fan, who has a good reputation.

Hearing this, Jiang Fan hurried forward to help her up, smiled at her and said, "I do have a magic medicine, but I have to see your mother to know whether it can cure her. Of course, even if the magic medicine in my hand cannot cure your mother, I promise to do my best to save your mother!"

Jiang Fan didn't finish his words. After all, he had never seen the other person's mother.

But he himself is a good doctor, and as long as the other person's mother does not have an incurable disease, he is confident that he can cure her.

Hearing Jiang Fan's words, Qing Lingxiu looked slightly happy.

Upon hearing this, Qing Yucheng, who was standing by, immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Jiang Fan, saying, "Well... Your Highness, as long as you can cure my mother, Yucheng is willing to obey Your Highness' orders!"

He was not a fool, and he knew that it would be better to ask Jiang Fan in front of him than to pin his hopes on choosing a son-in-law.

Although Jiang Fan is from Dayan, his reputation in their Nanyue tribe is definitely not low.

Especially those small tribes, they have great respect for Jiang Fan, and they hope that Jiang Fan can control South Vietnam.

In this way, their small tribes and the people of South Vietnam will have a good life.

Not to mention, Qing Yucheng himself didn't want to participate in the son-in-law selection conference, so letting Jiang Fan represent him was a good thing that made everyone happy.

They all knew what Jiang Fan wanted to do by approaching Wangshu Tribe, which was nothing more than contacting Wangshu Tribe and confronting Feng Nanbu. Isn't this exactly what they wanted to see?

At this time, he took out the invitation from his pocket and respectfully handed it to Jiang Fan.

"Here is an invitation, Your Highness, please take it..."

Although he is the young patriarch of the Heqing tribe, Jiang Fan is still an unattainable existence in front of him.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan hurried forward to help Qing Yucheng up and said, "I can't get away from treating your mother for the time being, but I will definitely treat your mother after this matter is over. Get up, let's go to Wangshu Village first!"

Upon hearing this, Qing Yucheng nodded and stood up quickly.

Qing Guangzhan and Qing Guangran on the side looked at Jiang Fan with a slightly happy expression, and their attitude also became extremely respectful.

The group continued on their journey. Along the way, Qing Lingxiu told Jiang Fan a lot of stories about the various tribes in South Vietnam. The things that Jiang Fan had done in Guiyun City not long ago had already spread throughout South Vietnam.

Many small tribes and people in South Vietnam praised these things. As for the upper echelons of small tribes, their status was almost the same as that of the lower-class people, and they were actually also exploited by the larger tribes.

Jiang Fan's move to elect managers from the people of Nanyue was exactly what these people wanted, and Jiang Fan's efforts to make a living for the people of Guiyun City really touched the hearts of the people of Nanyue.

Many people did not believe it and even went to Guiyun City to see for themselves that from the first day Jiang Fan started to implement those policies, they have begun to show results since their implementation.

I don’t know how many South Vietnamese people have witnessed this. It is precisely because of this that Jiang Fan’s prestige has become extremely high in the hearts of the people of various tribes in South Vietnam.

Jiang Fan thought that his various measures would have a far-reaching impact on South Vietnam, but he never thought that they would spread throughout South Vietnam so quickly.

However, this is also a good thing. Only when the influence of everything I do becomes greater and greater, the situation in South Vietnam will be relatively simple to resolve.

Those large tribes in South Vietnam were unpopular, and it was only a matter of time before they were abandoned.

After walking for about an hour and a half, they finally arrived at Wangshu Middle Peak, where the Wangshu tribe was located. It was a plain area, right in the middle of Wangshu Mountain.

In the four mountains of this plain, there are countless bamboo houses and wooden houses built in them, almost filling up the middle layer of the surrounding mountains.

A rough calculation shows that the population of the Wangshu tribe is around 100,000, and these are the people living in this area. The Wangshu tribe also has settlements in other places.

In the middle of this plain, there are countless fertile fields, estimated to be more than ten thousand acres, possibly more.

In addition, in the middle of this plain, there is a river about ten feet wide flowing through the middle. This river is used to irrigate the fertile fields in the middle.

Looking at the huge Wangshu tribe in front of him, Jiang Fan couldn't help but sigh. There were so many people in the Wangshu tribe alone, and the same might be true for the other seven tribes.

If Jiang Fan and Zhong Ling had not been led by Qing Yucheng and the other three, they would probably not have been able to find where Chief Wangshu lived even if they had entered here.

If they were foolish enough to ask around, they might be caught as spies.

After they entered the Wangshu tribe, they encountered several checkpoints along the way. If Qing Yucheng had not had the invitation in his hand, they would have either been caught or driven back.

The chief of the Wangshu tribe lives in the eastern ridge of Zhongfeng Mountain. It is the residence of the chief of the entire Wangshu tribe and the elders. Compared with the bamboo and wooden houses in other places, the bamboo and wooden houses there are much larger.

It takes nearly half an hour to walk from here to Zhongfeng East Ridge.

As Jiang Fan walked along, he saw a lot of medicinal herbs planted in the land reclaimed in the mountains. The Wangshu tribe was indeed a great medicine tribe. Every household planted medicinal herbs.

Just as they were walking towards Dongluan, a group of people came from the right side. Seeing this group of people, Qing Yucheng's face looked a little ugly.

Qing Lingxiu also had a slightly cold expression, with a hint of hidden anger in her eyes.

"Who is he?" Jiang Fan asked quickly when he saw that the brother and sister looked unhappy.