Shuhan

In addition to A Huinan, Ma Su also came with Liu Chan on this incognito visit.

Although it was a secret visit, security was still ensured.

Upon hearing this, Ma Su frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to directly question the Fuchun County Magistrate now.

The magistrate of Fuchun County is from a local wealthy family and has great power. If Your Majesty goes to question him, what should we do if he becomes desperate and sends troops to attack and kill us?
This matter requires long-term consideration.”

When Sun Shangxiang heard this, she immediately became worried.

She stared at Liu Chan closely, fearing that he would make any risky decision.

"Your Majesty, it is better to be cautious."

Sun Shangxiang hopes that Liu Chan can listen to Ma Su's advice and not put himself in danger.

Now Liu Chan is the sky in her heart, and she can't let Liu Chan suffer any harm.

Seeing this, Liu Chan realized that Ma Su's worries were not unnecessary.

He nodded and said in a deep voice: "You are right. We cannot act rashly. Send a message to Zhang Xiu and ask him to mobilize the troops from the prefectures and counties to Shouchun in case of emergency. At the same time, let E Huan drive the 3,000 soldiers from 20 miles away to enter Fuchun City first and control the Fuchun County Magistrate!"

I almost did something risky because of momentary anger.

If this county magistrate was really Sima Yi's spy, he would probably have lost his life here.

After all, in this era, imperial power does not extend to the countryside.

The emperor was far away and the local tyrants were sometimes more powerful than him.

It would be funny if something unexpected happened.

Under the vast sky in the north of Fuchun City, an unusual atmosphere quietly permeated. At dawn, the ground seemed to tremble slightly in the mist, foreshadowing the approach of some extraordinary change.

Suddenly, on the distant horizon, a neat and majestic figure appeared, like a steel torrent, slowly approaching.

This was no ordinary army, but the most elite imperial guards of the Han Empire. They were clad in iron armor, held spears in hand, and marched in unison. Every step they took expressed the calmness of the mountains and rivers and the glory of the empire.

The sunlight penetrated the mist and shone onto the dragon flag they held high. The flag embroidered with golden dragon patterns fluttered in the wind, as if it was a direct manifestation of the emperor's will, proclaiming the supreme imperial power.

What is even more shocking is that as the army approached, the Han emperor's ceremonial guard gradually revealed its true appearance.

Under the canopy, the imperial chariot with nine dragons coiled around it moved slowly, surrounded by guards holding ceremonial guards. Every step it took demonstrated supreme dignity and majesty.

Melodious music came from the imperial chariot. It was the court musicians playing music praising the emperor's virtue with string and bamboo instruments. The melody was solemn and peaceful, which made people feel awe.

The news spread like wildfire throughout Fuchun City. People came out of their homes, stopped to look into the distance, trying to witness this rare spectacle with their own eyes.

Countless pairs of eyes flashed with curiosity and awe. They knew that this was not just the march of an army, but also a signal that the Emperor of the Han Dynasty was here in person, meaning that important state affairs might be unfolding here.

Huang Chun, the magistrate of Fuchun County, was born into one of the most powerful families in the county. His family had many ancestors who had served as county magistrates for generations. This honor and responsibility flowed in his blood.

Recently, he put a lot of effort into a big thing - burning down the old house of the Sun family and catching all the remaining old and orphans of the Sun family.

This move was all for the purpose of winning the smile of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty in the hope of making further progress in his official career.

On that day, Huang Chun was sitting in the county government office, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, brows furrowed, thinking about how he could make new achievements in front of the emperor.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence in the room, and a subordinate hurried in, reporting with a happy face: "Sir, the emperor's ceremonial procession has arrived in Fuchun County!"

Huang Chun heard this and his face was filled with surprise and joy, as if he saw a bright future for his career. He stood up suddenly, and the tea in the cup splashed out because of his movement, but he didn't care at all, and anxiously ordered his subordinates: "Quick! Quickly pass the order down, let the officials at all levels in the county prepare immediately, and make sure that the people will welcome His Majesty along the way. Make sure it is grand and let the emperor feel the new look of our Fuchun County!"

The subordinates hurriedly responded and left. Huang Chun walked quickly to the window, looking at the bustling streets outside, thinking to himself: "If I can please His Majesty, my future will be like the Fuchun River, flowing endlessly to the East China Sea."

He imagined the grand scene when the emperor arrived, and his heart was filled with indescribable excitement and anticipation.

As Huang Chun's order was conveyed, Fuchun County quickly took action. On both sides of the street, the people were organized, holding flowers and colorful flags, with respectful expressions, waiting for the emperor's guard of honor.

These so-called colorful flags were naturally made of fabrics requisitioned from the county’s fabric shops.

His Majesty is here, and you’re not willing to use a little bit of your cloth?
Not giving?

Are you a spy from Wei?

Do you still want to stay in the Han Kingdom?
After Huang Chun's tinkering.

The whole county seemed to be shrouded in a festive atmosphere, with lights and decorations everywhere and a festive atmosphere.

Huang Chun stood in front of the county government office, straightened his clothes, looked into the distance with sharp eyes, and said silently in his heart: "This day will be the most glorious moment in my official career. As long as the emperor is satisfied, my future will be limitless."

In this mood of expectation and ambition, he quietly waited for the arrival of the Han emperor's ceremonial procession, as if he had already seen his own bright future.

However, Huang Chun's expectations were not fulfilled.

He did not see the majestic Han emperor, but instead a heroic general of a foreign race, dressed in heavy armor, riding his horse slowly towards him.

The general had a resolute face and his eyes revealed a sharpness that could not be ignored.

Huang Chun greeted him with a flattering smile on his face. He tried to hide his inner surprise and uneasiness, and asked in the most respectful tone possible: "May I ask your name, General?"

E Huan sneered, and his voice seemed to carry a cold metallic texture. He said proudly, "I am E Huan."

When Huang Chun heard this, a trace of panic flashed across his face.

E Huan, this name exploded like thunder in his ears.

He quickly put on an admiring expression and complimented, "So it's General E Huane who is protecting you. I'm so sorry! Where is your Majesty now? I, Huang Chun, am willing to serve your Majesty at my utmost."

E Huan chuckled, and there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm and mockery in his laughter.

He said calmly, "His Majesty is not entering the city today. Please follow me to see His Majesty."

Although Huang Chun was confused, he didn't dare to ask more questions.

He was afraid that his hesitation would anger General E Huan and he would miss the opportunity to show his talents in front of the emperor.

So he nodded in agreement quickly, and followed E Huan on horseback with a flattering look on his face.

At this time, the streets of Fuchun County were still bustling with people holding flowers and colorful flags, waiting for the emperor's procession.

However, they did not know that the real changes were quietly taking place.

Huang Chun's heart was filled with anxiety and anticipation. He didn't know what kind of situation he was about to face, but he had no time to care about it.

At this moment, he just wanted to seize this opportunity that might change his destiny.

The group quickly left the county town.

Huang Chun followed closely behind E Huan, with doubt and surprise surging in his heart like a tide.

He noticed that they were not heading towards the north of the city, but towards the south.

This made him wonder: Could it be that His Majesty has already arrived in Fuchun quietly? He couldn't suppress his curiosity and uneasiness, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked tentatively: "General E Huan, has His Majesty already arrived in Fuchun?" He tried his best to make his voice sound calm, but the trembling in it was difficult to conceal.

E Huan glanced at Huang Chun, and that look seemed to be able to see into people's hearts.

He no longer pretended and said bluntly: "His Majesty is waiting for you at the Sun family's old house. He has a few questions to ask you in person."

Huang Chun's face turned pale instantly when he heard this.

He had an ominous premonition in his heart. Was His Majesty not satisfied with what he had done? Or... He didn't dare to think any further. He just felt his heart beating like a drum, almost jumping out of his chest.

Seeing this, E Huan laughed out loud, with a hint of teasing and sarcasm in his laughter.

He said, "There is no need to be so suspicious. You will know the specific situation when you meet His Majesty. Now, just follow me."

Huang Chun's eyes flickered. Although his heart was filled with fear and anxiety, he also knew that there was no way to retreat at this moment.

He could only bite the bullet and continue to follow E Huan. Along the way, he tried to catch some clues from E Huan's expression and words, but E Huan always kept that mysterious smile, which made him feel even more chilled.

Soon, E Huan and Huang Chun arrived at the Sun family's old house.

However, the scene before them surprised them.

The Sun family's old house, this once magnificent mansion, is now in ruins.

The ruins are in ruins, as if they had experienced a catastrophe.

It was quiet all around, with only the whimpering sound of the wind blowing through the ruins, adding a bit of desolation.

Outside the ruins, they saw the young emperor Liu Chan in casual clothes.

He stood there with a stern face and a majesty in his eyes that could not be ignored.

Seeing this, E Huan hurriedly stepped forward, saluted to Liu Chan, and said respectfully: "I pay my respects to Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty!"

His voice was firm and powerful, full of awe for the Emperor.

Huang Chun also knelt down hastily upon seeing this. His body was shaking, and his voice was trembling as well: "I pay my respects to Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty!"

His heart was filled with fear and anxiety. He didn't know why the emperor suddenly appeared here, and he didn't know what fate he would face.

Liu Chan looked at Huang Chun coldly, his eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

He spoke slowly, his voice cold and powerful: "How many households are there in Fuchun?"

Huang Chun was stunned by this question. He hesitated for a long time before answering cautiously, "Maybe... tens of thousands of households?"

His voice was filled with uncertainty, and it was clear that he didn't understand the question.

Liu Chan frowned slightly when he heard this, and continued to ask: "How many fields in Fuchun are there that people can cultivate?"

This question made Huang Chun even more panicked. His forehead was already covered with sweat and his voice was trembling even more: "Maybe... there are tens of thousands of hectares?"

He was filled with fear, not knowing whether his answer would satisfy the emperor.

However, Liu Chan did not give up.

He continued to ask: "What is the annual output of Fuchun? How many refugees have been resettled and how many bandits have been led back?"

This series of questions made Huang Chun completely panicked.

He was at a loss and had no idea of ​​the answers to these questions.

He could only kneel on the ground and yell for mercy: "Your Majesty, I really don't know! I have been busy with government affairs and don't know these specific data!"

His voice was full of despair and fear, as if he had seen his own tragic fate.

Busy with government affairs?
Liu Chan looked at Huang Chun coldly, with an icy look in his eyes.

Is this what the Fuchun County Magistrate did?
He spoke slowly, his voice cold and powerful: "As the magistrate of Fuchun County, you actually know nothing about these situations? How can you govern the people of this place? How can you share my worries?"

Liu Chan's voice was full of anger and disappointment, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with Huang Chun's performance.

Huang Chun felt a chill in his heart when he heard this.

He knew that his fate was sealed, and no matter how he argued he could not change the emperor's opinion of him.

Fuchun County Magistrate Huang Chun could only kneel on the ground, trembling with fear as he waited for the emperor's decision.

His heart was filled with regret and helplessness, knowing that he had reached the end of his life.

At this time, E Huan stood aside, his eyes revealing a complex emotion.

He sympathized with Huang Chun's situation, but was also angry at his ignorance and incompetence.

How can such a parasite serve as an official in our great Han Empire?

Isn't this harming people?
E Huan knew that the emperor's dissatisfaction with Huang Chun had reached its peak, and Huang Chun's fate would indeed change because of this.

It's just that the change is not for the better, but for the worse.

He could only stand aside silently, waiting for the emperor's next instructions.

"Huang Chun, what can I do to save you?"

Liu Chan shouted at the side: "How can a person like you change? Answer me!"

"me."

Huang Chun was so frightened that his eyes were bloodshot. He didn't know if it was because he indulged in alcohol and sex or for other reasons, but at this moment he foamed at the mouth and fainted.

"Your Majesty, how should we deal with this?"

"This person is not worthy of being an official. If he doesn't plan for his work, then he is not worthy of his position. The key point is, doesn't Zhang Xiu know the inside story?"

The relationship between the gentry was close.

It is not uncommon for officials to protect each other, and for clans to protect each other.

If Zhang Xiu is also like this
Liu Chan's eyes darkened and murderous intent filled his heart!
Just as Huang Chun was kneeling on the ground, trembling and waiting for the decision of Liu Chan, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, a steady and powerful sound of footsteps came from afar, breaking the silence above the ruins.

Zhang Xiu, wearing armor and with the afterglow of the setting sun on his shoulders, led an elite group of soldiers from the prefectures and counties and came to the ruins of the Sun family's old house in a mighty force.

They passed through the ruins and came to Liu Chan and Huang Chun.

Zhang Xiu stopped, took a deep breath, and then shouted loudly: "Zhang Xiu, the governor of Wu County, has come with his troops to pay homage to the Emperor of Han!"

His voice was deep and powerful, echoing above the ruins and sounding particularly loud.

However, the only response to Zhang Xiu was Liu Chan's silence (End of this chapter)