Qin Dynasty Novelist

The imperial horse was in front, Bai Qianhong's words sounded in his ears, and the crisp words fell, telling what Wu Zhiluo had done in the past few months.

Generally speaking, during the past six months of building the city, Wu Zhiluo has put in a lot of effort, and his words are quite self-effacing, unlike the position of courtesy given to him by the King of Qin.

Bai Qianhong understood all kinds of things in her heart.

"This is a smart person. Since the other party has such good intentions, he should accept it."

Zhou Qing nodded. He had never dealt with Wu Shiluo before, but the other party was in the Qin Kingdom, but he had been famous for [-] or [-] years, starting from the time of King Zhaoxiang.

In addition, when Wen Xinhou was in charge of the state affairs, because he was a businessman, he took great care of the businessmen. In a short time, Wu Zhiluo developed rapidly, relying on the sale of cattle, sheep and livestock, and became a well-known figure in Longxi. A big businessman in Qin State.

But this person is also very clear about the restrictions imposed on businessmen by the rule of law in the Qin State. Therefore, although he is sitting on a huge fortune, he is not mean and has many good deeds.

"For decades, Wuzhiluo's reputation is not small, but the fundamental power is still in Wu County and Longxi."

"Since your lord is interested, then it is not necessary for him to be a pioneer in opening up the Western Regions."

Bai Qianhong looked into the distance, the city wall was getting closer and closer, figures were busy on the city wall, not far to the side, but there was a group of people waiting under the scorching sun.

Most of Wuzhiluo's wealth came from exchanges with the Xiongnu, Yuezhi, and Wusun kingdoms. In this way, it seems that they can understand their messages more clearly, and their intentions are better.

"You, Qianhong, decide for yourself."

The matter here has been handed over to the other party by Zhou Qing, no matter what the plan is, Qian Hong still has a sense of proportion.

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"Father, is this Marquis Wu Zhen worthy of father's attention?"

"Didn't you say before that today's king is most afraid of making friends with merchants and important officials in the court? Now that we have done this, if the news reaches the ears of the king, I am afraid that he will lose his favor."

The foundation had just been built, and on the side of the huge city wall where the city wall was being built, Wu Shiluo, who was wearing a linen robe, led his son Wu Yingyuan, and a group of family deacons, waiting quietly under the clear sky.

Wu Shiluo is now in his fifties, but he doesn't look old, and with his jet-black hair coiled behind his head, he looks much more energetic and capable.

He was not wearing a cloud brocade robe, nor was he wearing cloud-patterned soft shoes, and so were the people behind him. According to the decree of the Shang monarch, merchants are not qualified for this, except that they have to meet the king every year and wear brocade clothes.

From the middle of Chenshi, Wu Shiluo had been waiting beside the city wall. According to the news, Marquis Wu Zhen was going to inspect the city wall today.

It's just that I just met General Zhang Han who also came back from Tongwei. I met him a few times and mentioned it. From a distance, beside Tianshui Lake, three or four miles away, Wu Zhenhou and his party are near.

"If it is an important court minister nearby, of course it will displease the king."

"But Wu Zhenhou is a completely different person. Do you know how old Wu Zhenhou is now?"

Hearing his son Wu Yingyuan's words, Wu Shiluo smiled slightly, it was a matter of the fate of the family, how could he make such a reckless decision, as for Marquis Wu Zhen, he had been observing several years ago.

Now, it is just convenient for the king to set up Marquis Wuzhen's fiefdom in Longxi.

"Marquis Wu Zhen may have just reached the age of dancing elephants!"

Wu Yingyuan thought for a while, for the age of Marquis Wuzhen of Qin State, few people have mentioned it in recent years. Ruoyan used to talk about Marquis Wuzhen's age, but with the merits of Marquis Wuzhen, it became obvious. , all kinds of elimination.

But if you look closely, Wu Zhenhou is actually only about fifteen years old!

"Wu Zhenhou was originally Xuan Qingzi of the Taoist Tianzong. Many years ago, he became like Xianyang. He was added as the right protector in the palace, and he was the same as Shangqing. After that, he made many meritorious deeds in protecting the king and was promoted to protect the country. His status is comparable to that of the great master. Make it, and even grow up with four chariots."

"Zhengguoqu and Sanchuan counties have meritorious deeds. They obeyed King Zhaoxiang's will and bestowed the title of Lord Wuzhen. In recent years, they have attacked Zhao Dasheng in the land of six hundred miles in Nanyang. Their military achievements have accumulated, and they have been named princes!"

"Above the court, absolutely under one person, above ten thousand people, although it is not a Xiangbang and a national lieutenant, but judging from the school that Wu Zhenhou is in charge of today, it shows that the king attaches great importance to Wu Zhenhou."

"It's a pity that Wei Ting was not able to enter the Palace of Protecting the Country, otherwise, our Wu family will have hope in the future. After saying so much for my father, do you understand what it means?"

It is precisely because he has a good understanding of Wu Zhenhou's promotion journey that he dared to make such a bet. Otherwise, it is obviously not a good choice to bet on the favor of the Wu family over the years.

When mentioning the current Marquis Wu Zhen, Wu Shiluo thought of the Daqin National Defense Academy that he was in charge of. From his own point of view, it would definitely be the core of the future Daqin army.

If the grandson Wu Tingwei can enter it, given time, it may not be impossible to change the identity of the merchants of the Wu family. Unfortunately, the grandson is addicted to wine and sex, and his body is weak, so he was not able to enter.

"Father is saying that the king has extraordinary trust in Marquis Wu Zhen?"

Over the years, following his father up and down, he had some ability to figure out people's hearts. After thinking about it for a while, suddenly his eyes lit up, and Wu Yingyuan responded with some uncertainty.

"Although I don't know the reason, the title of Marquis of Great Qin has never been granted easily. The Lord Wu'an Bai Qi made so many contributions back then, but he was still a Lord Wu'an before he died."

"As for Wen Xinhou, because of King Zhuang Xiang's trust, he jumped from a humble title to a marquis. Although Changxinhou Lai Ai is vulgar, she has won the trust of the queen mother, and she also holds the position of marquis."

"The Daqin Huguoxue Palace is the place where the country is based. It is reasonable to say that it should be under the jurisdiction of the Guowei, but the king handed it over to Wuzhenhou. In this way, it further demonstrates the trust in Wuzhenhou. According to the military merit, the Guanneihou should have no fief , but Marquis Wuzhen sits on Tianshui with a radius of five hundred miles!"

Wu Zhiluo looked at his son with a gratified look.

Historically, when looking at a subject's status above the court, although there are many factors, in Wu Shiluo's view, there is only one, and that is trust. If the king trusts you, then even if your status is very low, you will still be respected. glory.

Like Han Zi from Xinzheng last year, although he belonged to a weak clan, in Xianyang, he was in the limelight for a while. If Han Zi agreed to help Qin, he might be among the absolute central ministers now.

And Marquis Wuzhen is precisely one of the most obvious ones!

At least, in the next ten years, Wu Zhiluo will not see any situation where this kind of trust will disappear. As for ten years later, it should not be considered for the time being.

"Father, here they are."

Wu Yingyuan nodded, and looked into the distance again. Marquis Wuzhen and the others, who were three or four miles away before, were now hundreds of feet away. Immediately, without saying a word, he glanced at his father and stepped forward.

"Wu Shiluo pays homage to Marquis Wu Zhen!"

"Wu Yingyuan pays homage to Marquis Wu Zhen!"

Walking a few steps closer, Wu Shiluo and his son bowed to salute, and said in a loud voice, all the people behind them knelt to respond, Wu Zhenhou's current status is comparable to that of a small country.