Medical Concubine Chenghuang

Chapter 855 Flickering (9)

The official title of Qianhu is only available to Tartars.

The implication is that there are 9000 people in one household.

In other words, such an official position will be arranged for every 9000 people.

To put it bluntly, Qianhu is the head of these 9000 people, and it can be regarded as a kind of local snake.

If Jiang Fu's guess is correct, the number of people in such a broken place is less than 1. That is to say, he seems to be the only one of the so-called thousand households here.

So, after hearing what Mu Feng said, Jiang Fu's heart twitched violently.

I don't know if he has a guilty conscience, why does he feel that what Mu Feng said is so consistent with his own situation? !

Not everyone is qualified to be a thousand households of the Tartars.

If he hadn't betrayed the owner and begged for glory, he wouldn't be qualified to manage this group of barbaric Tartars.

Mu Feng slowly raised his head sleepily, looking at Jiang Fu with mocking eyes.

"Which Qianhu?! You don't know who our Qianhu is here?!"

The corner of Jiang Fu's mouth twitched, and he chuckled softly: "Don't say it... I really don't know... I generally don't care who is a thousand households... Anyway, for us ordinary people, who is a thousand households is a big deal. all the same……"

"That's true……"

Mu Feng let out a belch, and the pungent smell made Jiang Fu want to push him away.

"Then tell me, what's going on with this thousand households..."

"Let me tell you... what is the name of this Qianhu... I really don't know, she is our... Qianhu..." Mu Feng said vaguely: "He is just like us...he is also a foreigner. The... the one from the outsider... Lord Qianhu..."

Mu Feng's voice became smaller and smaller, and his words became less and less clear, to the point that his whole body slowly lay on Jiang Fu's body.

Jiang Fu seemed to have forgotten his existence, and his eyes were fixed on the jumping flames in the distance.

"You... what did you say?"

Mu Feng was vague about something again, but because his tongue was too big, Jiang Fu couldn't hear clearly, so he quickly pulled his shoulder and shook it vigorously.

"Mu Feng, don't sleep yet, tell me clearly... What's going on here?"

"Well……"

Mu Feng's halazi almost fell off, but was sucked back with a squeak when it was shaken.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at Jiang Fu in a daze.

"what……"

As he spoke, he hooked his head off alternately.

"Brother Mu Feng, don't sleep yet..." Jiang Fu suddenly grabbed the wine cup beside him and poured out the wine inside.

"Wake me up...you go to sleep after you finish talking..."

Mu Feng was shaken all over by the splash of wine, coupled with the severe cold in the night, he shivered suddenly, his whole body seemed to be somewhat sober, and he stared at him suddenly.

"I...why am I wet?"

After his sailor wiped the wine from his face and licked it with his tongue, his face became even more depressed.

"Is this wine?"

He looked at Jiang Fu in a daze, his eyes obviously asking him.

"How can there be wine on my face?"

Seeing that he had come to his senses, Jiang Fu's expression suddenly turned a bit embarrassing.

"You...you poured it yourself..."

"I poured it myself?"

Mu Feng shook his head violently, and his face became a little more bewildered.

"Why should I pour the wine myself?"

(End of this chapter)