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Chapter 281 0278 [The county magistrate has no ambition, how can we make progress? 】

Craftsman Yuan was particularly active in helping the county magistrate build the palace.

From on-site inspection, to drawing drawings, to recruiting people to start construction, it took less than two hours.

There are not many changes to Guanyi. It only needs to transform the front lobby into the court hall. The rest are minor changes that can be done easily.

The craftsmen worked hard all night, trying to complete the renovation before the county magistrate returned.

Noon the next day.

Han Zhen led the front army to be less than twenty miles away from Yidu, so he sent scouts from the scout battalion to inform the county and city first.

After learning the news, Zhao Ting and other officials immediately began to prepare for the ceremony.

"Sister Runniang, sister Anniang, your husband is coming soon."

Mashu Yao walked briskly and skipped to the backyard.

At this time, An Niang was supporting Han Zhang for a walk.

Now that Ms. Han and Zhang’s belly is getting bigger and her pelvis is relatively narrow, Dr. Zhang suggested that she move around more every day to help give birth.

Therefore, she now walks several times a day.

Mrs. Han Zhang's eyes lit up and she hurriedly asked: "Where are you?"

"We are almost arriving at Jingxian Township."

The joy in Ma Shuyao's eyes seemed to be overflowing.

An Niang joked: "Your husband is almost fascinated by those vixens from Bianjing. How can he still remember you?"

"My husband will never forget me."

Mashuyao shrugged her little nose and smiled playfully.

Mrs. Han Zhang said with a smile: "Don't keep people waiting for too long. Let's go."

After the two people helped Han Zhang get into the carriage, they followed the convoy all the way out of the city.

The long motorcade was majestic. In addition to the officials in the county and the Su Ma family, there were also high-ranking families and wealthy businessmen in the city.

When Han Zhen went to war, they did not come to see each other off.

At that time, the outcome was still uncertain, which was understandable. After all, I had to leave a way out for myself.

But now the situation has changed. Han Zhen defeated the Western Army, forcing Zhao and Song to take the initiative to negotiate peace and hold the land in Shandong.

If you don't show your loyalty at this time, I'm afraid you will be settled by the queen.

When they arrived at Shili Pavilion outside the city, everyone got out of the carriage and ordered the maids and servants to take out the drinks and start setting up.

Thousands of people gathered here, with fancy cars and BMWs, and those who didn’t know thought it was an outing.

"Report, the front line of the army is three miles away from here!"

After hearing the scout's report, Zhao Ting and others arranged their clothes one after another.

A quarter of an hour later, a group of cavalry appeared at the end of the official road.

coming!

Everyone was shocked and looked solemn.

Boom boom boom!
Han Zhen led the cavalry at the head, followed by a group of 5000 infantry. The heavy footsteps on the ground made the earth tremble slightly.

When the cavalry was less than a hundred steps forward, Zhao Ting folded his hands, raised his eyebrows, bowed, and shouted: "Welcome the victorious return of the county magistrate!"

"Welcome to the victorious return of the county magistrate!"

More than a thousand people in the rear bowed together.

In front of the horse, Han Zhen said loudly: "Everyone is interested!"

"Come here, serve a celebratory drink!"

Zhao Ting waved his hand, and the maids immediately started pouring wine and then held the trays high.

Han Zhen picked up a glass of wine and said loudly: "Everyone, drink to win!"

"Drink wins!"

More than a thousand people raised their glasses together.

After drinking a glass of wine, Han Zhen couldn't help but feel excited.

I remember that when he first came to Song Dynasty last year, he had no money left, only a few gangsters around him to help him, and only one sister-in-law at home.

Now, he is sitting in the land of Shandong, with more than [-] soldiers under his command, countless officials, and thousands of wives and concubines.

However, Han Zhen knew very well that now was the most critical moment.

Whether he can truly transform into a dragon will all depend on the next year or two.

Countless well-named uprisings and rebels throughout the ages have basically failed at this step.

After having a certain territory and population, they are unable to break through the horizons of class, become lazy, indulge in pleasure, and eventually gradually perish.

At this time, Zhao Ting took the opportunity to claim credit and said: "County Magistrate, the food and wine have been prepared in the military camp. We will just wait for the soldiers to return to the camp and enjoy the celebration banquet."

"Not bad!"

Han Zhen smiled and nodded.

In fact, Zhao Ting has been performing very well since he followed him.

Zhao Ting continued: "In addition, the palace has also been repaired."

When he heard the word palace, the smile on Han Zhen's face faded and he frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Zhao Ting explained calmly: "The palace was transformed from the county's palace post. The post has been idle for a long time. It only needs a slight modification and it won't cost a lot of money. So we will discuss it. It was converted into a palace to facilitate the county magistrate to handle government affairs."

Han Zhen thought about it and felt it made sense.

It doesn't matter where he lives, but it is really inconvenient to always occupy the government office in the future. At the end of the year, officials will return to Yidu to resume their duties. There are hundreds of officials, large and small, in the seventy or eighty counties in Shandong. Where does the government office stand? The next.

Thinking of this, he showed admiration: "This is a good idea, you are serious about it."

"This move was proposed by Wang Shenjun, and I don't dare to take credit for it."

Zhao Ting did not take the credit, but answered truthfully.

Han Zhen didn't scratch his mind and just smiled.

Seeing that he acquiesced to Zhao Ting's calling himself a minor official, all the officials were greatly reassured.

They were not afraid that Han Zhen was ambitious, but they were afraid that he was not ambitious.

Otherwise, how can they make progress?

"Thank you for the county magistrate." "The minister is here."

When he heard Han Zhen calling him, Xie Ding answered with his hands raised.

Han Zhen said: "I have talked with Emperor Zhao Song. He will not embarrass the people in his hometown in Fuyang. You can decide whether to stay or take him over."

"I would like to thank the county magistrate."

Xie Ding breathed a sigh of relief and bowed.

After chatting with Chang Yukun, Liu Mi and other officials for a while, Han Zhen glanced at the carriages in the distance.

Soon, he saw three familiar pretty faces, and his heart felt warm.

Han Zhen did not step forward immediately, but ordered: "The wind has picked up. Everyone, please go back to the city first. The officials will go to Guanyi tomorrow to discuss matters."

Hearing this, all the officials were ecstatic, and even the mature and prudent Chang Yukun couldn't help but breathe quickly.

After decades of being a county magistrate, he had had enough.

Now that the bet is right, this official can finally move up.

After ordering Liu Qi to lead the army back to the military camp first, he took his personal guards, together with Zhao Ting and others, back to the county town to accept the warm cheers of the people.

"Wan Sheng!"

On both sides of the street, the cheers of the people were like the most beautiful vocal music.

After circling the city, Han Zhen returned to his mansion in the inner city.

"Jiro!"

After getting off the horse, before entering the door, I heard a soft call.

Turning around to look, I saw Mrs. Han Zhang with a pregnant belly and tears in her eyes.

An Niang and Mashu Yao were holding each other on the left and right, their eyes glued to his body.

After not seeing each other for three months, Mrs. Han Zhang’s oval face has become rounder and her belly is bigger.

Han Zhen stepped forward, stretched out his hand and gently touched Han Zhang's cheek, and said softly: "It's windy outside, go in first."

"Ah."

Mrs. Han Zhang sniffed and nodded obediently.

"Congratulations to Alang on his triumphant return."

As soon as they entered the door, the old housekeeper and the servants and maids stood on both sides of the hanging flower door and shouted loudly.

Han Zhen was in a good mood, waved his hand and said: "Later, everyone will go to the account to receive the reward!"

"Thank you Alan!"

The servants and maids suddenly beamed with joy.

All the way to the hall, Ma Shuyao drove away the maid and personally helped Han Zhen make a cup of tea.

"Husband, please give me tea."

Looking at the little face with bright eyes and white teeth, Han Zhen stretched out his hand and pinched it gently, and said with a chuckle: "We haven't seen each other for a few months, and Youyou has become more and more beautiful."

Mashuyao was filled with joy, but she said, "Well, my husband is making fun of me again."

"You are still growing at your age, and your face is growing longer, so you are naturally more beautiful."

Han Zhen smiled slightly, his eyes full of doting.

After the Chinese New Year, and after getting haircut, Ma Shuyao's original cute double bun turned into fresh hair.

Brush off your new makeup and skillfully comb your hair into a bun.

The bun is the most common and popular bun for unmarried women in the Song Dynasty. It is fresh and has a touch of elegance and dignity.

Taking a sip of hot tea, Han Zhen turned his gaze to Han Zhang's big belly and asked, "Are you still vomiting these days?"

With a smile on her face, Mrs. Han Zhang replied softly: "I vomit very rarely, only once or twice a day."

Han Zhen asked again: "What did Doctor Zhang say?"

"The fetus is fine and growing very well. Doctor Zhang asked me to eat as lightly as possible and move around more, otherwise the fetus will grow too big and suffer during birth." Mrs. Han Zhang held her belly, and on her pure and pretty cheeks, The brilliance of motherhood emerges.

"It's always right to listen to the doctor."

To be honest, Han Zhen was also a little worried because Han Zhang's belly was indeed a bit too big.

But she is relatively petite, unlike An Niang, and has a butt like a millstone, so she will definitely suffer when it comes to giving birth.

In ancient times, medical methods were backward, and there were some gynecological experts, but they were too rare.

Whether you can meet them or not depends entirely on luck.

At this time, giving birth to a child is a hell for women, which is why women like An Niang are so popular.

So fertile!

After being gentle for a while, An Niang blinked her watery peach blossom eyes and said in a tired voice: "Do you want me to take Erlang's bath and wash himself?"

Hearing this, Han Zhen felt a surge of anger in his heart.

He had been holding back a lot of anger in the past three months. Even with Zhao Fujin, he couldn't enjoy it at all.

Suppressing his anger, he stood up and said, "No, I have to go to the military camp later and will come back later."

A trace of disappointment suddenly flashed in the eyes of An Niang and the three girls.

Although Mrs. Han Zhang was reluctant to leave, she said thoughtfully: "Erlang has something important to do, so go ahead."

Han Zhen comforted him: "I have a lot of things to do when I come back this time, but I won't be going out in a short time. I will stay with you at home."

Hearing what he said, smiles appeared in the eyes of the three women again.

Just as he was about to leave, Han Zhen suddenly remembered something and warned: "By the way, Zhao Fujin will come to stay at home later, please make arrangements."

"I understand."

Mrs. Han Zhang nodded in agreement, with a flash of worry in her heart.

I don’t know what the emperor’s temperament is like and whether she is easy to get along with.

Although it was a marriage, no matter what, the emperor was still the first wife of Han Zhen Mingming. After all, she was the real mistress of this mansion.

As if aware of her thoughts, Han Zhen chuckled and said: "Don't worry, she has a kind temperament, doesn't have the airs of a concubine, and is easy to get along with."

After explaining, Han Zhen left in a hurry.

There was a celebration banquet to be held in the army. As the commander-in-chief, he was not here. How dare the soldiers use their chopsticks? They were probably already impatient.

(End of this chapter)