Once I enter the pass, great Confucian scholars will surely debate the classics for me.

The current trouble is like a time bomb. Whoever is in charge of handling this matter is carrying a time bomb that could explode at any moment. It is very dangerous for the person carrying this time bomb, and once it explodes, it will affect countless other people.

Certainly, this is a great achievement, and it will also give the First City Lord a big boost in his favor.

They will be promoted and ennobled, and the rewards will be plentiful.

But there's absolutely no need for that. For these old foxes, steady progress is the top priority. Only sure-fire opportunities are real opportunities; risky opportunities are not. They have plenty of opportunities; there are plenty of good ones out there. Why hold onto this one?

The master is now holding this thunderbolt, wanting to hand it over to someone else.

Mao Anshi knew there were benefits to be gained, but the risks were too great, and he didn't want to get involved in the trouble.

However, one cannot speak directly, so one can only show a thoughtful attitude, emphasize the risks of speaking rashly, and further protect one's own image and the reputation of the Censorate. It seems that one is steady and responsible, which is quite good, right?

In reality, these are all superficial appearances.

What's truly remarkable is that Mao Anshi not only demonstrated sufficient respect and obedience to his superiors, but also sought more initiative and control by requesting more time to prepare a detailed plan, so that even if he did receive this bomb from his superiors, he could safely resolve it.

Zhou Qingfeng silently gave himself an assessment: cunning, experienced, cautious, intelligent, and good at weighing pros and cons.

Qiu Chengde smiled faintly and turned to look at Jiang Xuanling: "Where is Lord Jiang?"

Jiang Xuanling smiled and said, "I do have some humble opinions, but after thinking about them, I still feel they are inappropriate, so I will not say them."

Qiu Chengde said, "Speak freely, there are no outsiders here, and it doesn't matter if you say something wrong."

Jiang Xuanling chuckled and said, "Commander, I won't embarrass myself by showing off."

At this point, Jiang Xuanling paused slightly, then continued, "As we all know, there are ten measures of talent in the world, and Zhou Silang alone possesses eight. Lord Zhou became famous at a young age, seizing the top spot on the Heavenly Ranking. His wisdom and talent are unparalleled in the world. Although this matter is difficult, it cannot stump Lord Zhou. I imagine Lord Zhou must have some unique ideas. Let's hear what Lord Zhou has to say."

Qiu Chengde waved his hand: "Si Lang is too young. He has no right to speak here. He was only called here today to listen and learn."

Jiang Xuanling retorted earnestly, "Alas, Commander, you must not underestimate young people."

"There are talented people from generation to generation, and each of them leads the way for hundreds of years."

"I am old and my mind is also old. My thinking is rigid. All I have to offer is experience. But experience will be outdated by the times. To be honest, I am not as energetic, vibrant and thoughtful as young people in any way. So we should give young people more opportunities to speak."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Chengde placed his hands on his knees, his expression calm and composed, as if he were pondering. After a moment, he raised his finger and pointed at Zhou Qingfeng: "Fourth Brother, since Lord Jiang has asked you to speak, then you should speak, and let Lord Jiang and Lord Mao give you some pointers."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng quickly stood up, faced Qiu Chengde, and clasped his hands in a salute: "As you command."

Jiang Xuanling chuckled and said, "Lord Zhou, don't feel pressured. Just say whatever comes to mind. We've been old friends and colleagues with your master for hundreds of years. Don't be afraid of making a fool of yourself if you say something wrong. Everyone here is on our side, so relax."

Qiu Chengde said, "This is an office. There are only superiors and subordinates, not masters and apprentices. Silang, speak!"

Zhou Qingfeng remained calm and composed. After a moment's thought, he organized his thoughts: "Commander, Lord Jiang, Lord Mao."

"If I were in charge of this matter, firstly, I would prioritize using the Plum Blossom Secret Service to strengthen the surveillance of petty criminals abroad, and deploy all the manpower that the other six departments of the Censorate can mobilize to conduct detailed recording and analysis of all kinds of heinous cases in the city."

"Secondly, I will immediately establish a special task force composed of elites from the Censorate to conduct a special investigation into events and heinous cases related to the Dragon Bone Sutra."

"Thirdly, we must increase patrols in a targeted manner, especially around key figures who possess the Dragon Bone Scripture. We must strengthen patrols to ensure a rapid response to any emergencies. If any serious criminal acts occur, we must have zero tolerance, punish them severely and swiftly, and publicly execute them on the spot to deter potential criminals."

"Fourth, promptly inform the city's residents of the latest situation and the measures taken by the government to enhance their sense of security and encourage them to actively participate in reporting suspicious individuals. If the reports are verified, a reward will be issued to motivate the entire city's residents. These residents will serve as my eyes and ears, spreading throughout every corner of the city to expose these foreign villains who want to take advantage of the situation to cause trouble."

Qiu Chengde asked, "Are you finished?"

After a brief review, Zhou Qingfeng realized he hadn't said anything wrong, so he clasped his hands in response: "Yes, Commander. These are the measures I can think of for now. If I had more time to plan and strategize, I would come up with a better plan."

That's true. If you're suddenly asked how to handle this, who can immediately come up with a foolproof solution?

If you really want to find fault, there are faults to be found. The key is to demonstrate your ability to handle crises. After all, not everything gives you time to prepare. Big events are often sudden and violent, catching people off guard. No one can be truly perfect.

Qiu Chengde smiled, but pretended to be impatient and reached out his hand: "Alright, go back and sit down. You're just showing off your limited skills in front of an expert. You're talking nonsense and rubbish. Lord Jiang and Lord Mao are here. What are you showing off, you young upstart? You're not only embarrassing yourself, but you're embarrassing me too."

Zhou Qingfeng pursed his lips, cooperated with the act, and clasped his hands in a salute: "Yes, Master, your disciple has disappointed you."

Qiu Chengde said, "Call me Commander, there's no master here!"

Zhou Qingfeng: "Yes, Commander."

Jiang Xuanling said, "Commander, please calm down. After listening to what Silang said, I feel there is nothing wrong with it. It is already quite remarkable that so many emergency measures can be put in such a short time. We, as elders, should not be too harsh on Silang. Don't you agree, Lord Mao?"

Mao Anshi nodded slightly: "Indeed, in my opinion, Silang is very talented and capable of undertaking important tasks. We should entrust this task to Silang."

Jiang Xuanling slapped his thigh: "I think it's a good idea. We old guys won't compete with Silang for such a great opportunity to make a difference."

Qiu Chengde shook his head and said, "No, no. In terms of seniority, with two esteemed officials here, it's not his place to take the lead. Besides, Silang is my disciple. If this matter is entrusted to him, outsiders will surely think that I am forming cliques and appointing relatives."