Urging the Tool to Leave

Lan Tian had always been diligent in government, especially when it came to farming. He had made preparations for harvesting kelp, in keeping with his cautious nature.

His vague answer just now had surprised Gan Qian a little, and her expression had shifted slightly. But she quickly changed the subject to Lan Yuan, saying she wanted to hold a grandchild soon.

Lan Tian chatted with Gan Qian for a while. When he saw that she seemed tired, he made an excuse to take his leave.

He had just stepped out of Xiaying Palace when Liu Bei hurried after him.

"I heard that the method for compressing military rations was Ziyu's idea. Do you need to go to Kongming's place often to guide him?" Liu Bei asked with concern.

"The method is very simple. I've already explained it in detail to the Chancellor. With his intelligence, he shouldn't need my guidance. It's just that Chengdu's weather isn't very suitable, so it'll probably take a little longer to make them." Lan Tian nodded.

"Just as you said, good food is worth the wait. Ziyu has come to Chengdu only once in a long while, so don't be in such a hurry to return to Jiao Province. You can rest here in the Land of Abundance. At the very least, stay until the compressed rations have been successfully developed." Liu Bei gently patted Lan Tian on the shoulder, a harmless smile on his face.

Lan Tian was skilled at reading people's expressions. Liu Bei had seemed to be asking him to stay, but in reality, he had already fixed the date of his departure. Both husband and wife were eager for him to leave. Could his presence here be making someone uncomfortable?

Returning to the guest residence with that question on his mind,