Riding and chopping: Overlord of the Han and Hungarians

Chapter 137 136. Zhang Chan
Leaving the prefect's mansion, Lu Mu's mind was running fast.

Don't look at the prefect as just the guardian of a county, but if you regard a county as a feudal country, then the status of the prefect is the emperor in this county.

In Liaodong County, it can be said that Zhang Yi's words are imperial decrees, and no one dares to disobey them.

Moreover, the Zhang family has lived in Liaodong for a long time, and its deep roots are self-evident.

If they can really get married, it's not a bad thing for Zhang Qi.

As for whether the status of the prefect is enough to climb up to the status of his own monarch, Lu Mu is hard to say.

Although my own monarch is the son of the gods, the well-deserved emperor is alive, but this statement cannot be announced to the outside world. There are still two false emperors in the world. Although the identity of the emperor is false, the strength is real.

One side has a population of tens of millions, and a single transfer order can expropriate millions of officials and people.

On the other side, although the population is small, there are hundreds of thousands of warriors fighting for it.

At present, my own monarch is not enough to compete with the two of them.

After thinking about it, Lu Mu walked away and returned to the mansion where weaving the net in Mingmian, Liaodong County, which was also his mansion.

As soon as he entered, two servants dressed as servants followed behind him.

"Patriarch, how is today?"

The two servants are naturally also members of Weaving Web.

Lu Mu came back to his senses slightly, and smiled: "Shang Ke, are those shipwrights paying close attention?"

"Keep an eye on them, they will leave in a few days."

The boy at the side returned.

Lu Mu nodded: "It's so good. Originally, they might have aroused the vigilance of the Liaodong side for the captives, but now the timing is just right. With these Huns who invaded the border, the disappearance of a group of shipwrights will not alarm anyone. suspicious."

"In this way, you go and tell your superiors to arrange for the shipwrights to return to Wuhuan as soon as possible. Your Majesty's great cause will be waiting for these shipwrights."

"No!" The servant at the side cupped his hands, changed his clothes, and left the mansion from a secret place.

Another servant followed Lu Mu to the study.

"Today, there is an important matter that must be decided by the emperor himself. You have worked hard, and you will go there personally, and it must be delivered."

There is no seat like Zhang Qi set up in Han, they all sit on their knees softly, Lu Mu quickly wrote on the soft couch and handed it to the boy.

The boy clasped his fists together, changed into his clothes and left quietly.

With his hands behind his back, Lu Mu stood in front of the window: "I don't know how long it will take for the flying pigeon that your majesty said, but sending letters by human power is still a bit slow."

He wrote everything that happened in the prefect's mansion today in the letter, how to decide how to leave it to Zhang Qi.
-
Prefect's House.

After seeing off Lu Mu, Zhang Yi went back to the inner house.

He wanted to talk to his daughter to prepare her, but Miaomiao Qinyin stopped him at the door.

His daughter has mastered the rhythm since she was a child, and the sound of the piano with one hand is enough to make people linger, even he doesn't want to disturb her daughter when she is playing the piano, without him, it is pleasant to the ear.

A melody is melodious, like a gurgling brook, Zhang Qi closed his eyes to listen, after a long time, he knocked on the door frame, pushed the door open and entered.

There is a bit of smoke in the room, the fragrance is pine, which is soothing, and with the sound of the piano before, Zhang Yi is much gentler at the moment.

"Father?"

Wearing a small hairpin, hair hanging on the temples and hanging on the chest, a goose-yellow gauze dress is very decent, setting off the graceful figure, the woman has a good appearance, even Zhang Qi has to say "beauty" here.

Zhang Yi smiled and said, "I'm not busy with business today. I want to hear my daughter's piano music, so I came here."

The woman got up and asked the maid to change a piece of rosin, and then said to Zhang Yi with a smile: "Father wants to listen to the piano music, and let the daughter know. Can the daughter still refuse the father?"

"Hahaha, you, you, you have such a sharp tongue that even the old man dares to tease me." Zhang Yi laughed and scolded Kong Kong and nodded at the woman.

The woman smiled: "Then father hasn't sat down yet, which song do you want to listen to today?"

Zhang Yi chuckled, then sat down on his knees, but he didn't say what he wanted to hear, but said: "My father just listened to a song, and now my father wants to talk about another thing with Chan'er."

"What does father want to say?" Seeing that his father didn't mention the song he wanted to hear, Zhang Chan didn't go to the Qintai, but sat opposite Zhang Yi.

"For my father, I found a talent today, and I intend to win him over. When I found out that this person has no wife, I decided to do it."

Zhang Yi didn't finish his sentence, but glanced at Zhang Chan. He knew that his daughter was smart, and there were some things that he didn't need to talk too much about.

"Oh, to be able to get my father to win me over like this, I think this person must be extremely talented, otherwise my father would not be willing to marry me off."

As he said that, Zhang Chan was still interested in being naughty.

Seeing his daughter's appearance like this, Zhang Yi laughed even more: "It's extremely, my daughter is the treasure in the palm of my father, and an extraordinary person can marry her."

"Hehehe, the father is not humble, but since the father is in charge of this matter, the daughter believes in the father's vision."

Zhang Chan smiled, as a woman of a big family, she knew her role well, and her father also said that the talent was extraordinary, so so be it.

"Chan'er is sensible, but this matter is not in a hurry, we need to wait for that person to respond, if that person does not marry, there is nothing I can do as a father."

Zhang Yi got up and said slowly, Zhang Chan was also surprised at this time, his father is the head of a county, even if he had to wait for the response from that person, it can be seen that this person is extraordinary, since Zhang Chan has some expectations.

After Zhang Yi left, Zhang Chan played the piano again, but this time, there was more agility of a deer bumping into the sound of the piano.
-
Three days later.

Wuhuan Royal Court.

Looking at the letter in his hand, Zhang Qi was speechless.

What the hell, is this trying to recruit yourself as a son-in-law?

Just kidding, what is your identity, the son of heaven, the darling of the gods, the lord of all peoples, just as a little prefect, you still want to marry yourself?

Princess Shang is more or less the same.

However, Zhang Qi still thought about it seriously. At this time, his status as Princess Shang was a bit of a joke. If he wanted to be Princess Shang's own power, Han would feel in danger.

If it was the Wenjing period, Zhang Qi didn't care if he made a big fuss or not, but at the moment the emperor is Liu Che, and this guy doesn't swallow his anger like the second emperor Wenjing.

As a young emperor, as long as he senses that Zhang Qi is in danger, the first thing he will do is not to send the princess to marry him, but to send hundreds of thousands of troops to make Zhang Qi uncomfortable.

In this way, it is not impossible to accept the olive branch of the Liaodong prefect. If he can really get the help of a county, the speed of Zhang Qi's education will be doubled. After all, in this era, talents are in the hands of the rich.

Even the emperor had to be filial and honest if he wanted to employ people.

Looking around, Zhang Qi sighed. He didn't want to discuss this kind of thing with anyone. The lack of talents under him was not ordinary.

Hu Ling's group of 50 people scattered among the tens of thousands of Wuhuan people in Xianbei is like a drop of water in the desert, which will not wet much land.

And the rest still need to grow up and take time.

Zhang Qi sighed, and got up with his hands behind his back: "Why don't you get married? I don't suffer anyway, right?"

(End of this chapter)