After leaving the Prefect's Mansion, Lu Mu's mind was racing.
Although the prefect is just the governor of a county, if you think of a county as a feudal state, then the status of the prefect is that of the emperor in this county.
In Liaodong County, it can be said that Zhang Yi's words are imperial edicts, and no one dares to disobey them.
Moreover, the Zhang family has lived in Liaodong for a long time, and it goes without saying that its roots are deep.
If a marriage can really be formed, it would not be a bad thing for Zhang Qi.
As for whether the status of the governor is enough to reach the status of his own king, Lu Mu can't say.
Although my king is the son of God and deserves to be the emperor in the world, this statement cannot be declared to the outside world. There are still two false emperors in the world. Although the identity of the emperor is false, his strength is real.
One side has a population of tens of millions, and millions of officials can be requisitioned with a single order.
On the other hand, although the population is small, it has hundreds of thousands of warriors fighting for it.
At present, my Lord is not strong enough to compete with the two of them.
After thinking about it, Lu Mu walked away and returned to Weaver's mansion on the bright side of Liaodong County, which was also his mansion.
As soon as he entered the door, two servants dressed as servants followed behind him.
"Master, how are you today?"
The two young men are naturally also members of the web.
Lu Mu came back to his senses slightly and smiled: "Shang Ke, are the shipwrights keeping an eye on them?"
"Keep an eye on them all, they will set off in a few days."
The boy on the side returned.
Lu Mu nodded: "That's very good. Originally, they might have aroused vigilance from Liaodong regarding the prisoners, but now the timing is just right. With these Huns on the border, the disappearance of a group of shipwrights will not make anyone suspicious." Suspicious."
"In this case, you go and inform your superior and ask him to arrange for the shipwrights to return to Wuhuan as soon as possible. Your great cause is waiting for these shipwrights."
"No!" The boy beside him cupped his hands, changed his clothes, and left the mansion from a secret place.
Another servant followed Lu Mu into the study.
"Today there is a major matter that must be decided by your Majesty personally. Thank you for your hard work. I will go there personally and make sure it is delivered."
There were no seats like those set up by Zhang Qi in Han Dynasty. They were all soft and kneeling. Lu Mu quickly wrote something on the soft couch and handed it over to the boy.
The boy clasped his fists, put on some 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 pigeons mentioned by you. It is still a bit slow to send letters by human power."
He wrote down everything that happened in the Prefect's Mansion today in the letter, and how he should decide what happened to Zhang Qi.
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Prefect's Mansion.
After seeing off Lu Mu, Zhang Yi returned to the inner house.
He originally wanted to talk to his daughter so that she could be prepared, but the sound of the piano stopped him in front of the door.
His daughter has been melodious since she was a child, and the sound of the piano is enough to make people linger. Even he doesn't want to disturb his daughter when she is playing the piano. Without him, it is so sweet.
A piece of music had a gentle melody, like a gurgling stream. Zhang Qi closed his eyes and listened. After a long time of music, he knocked on the door frame and pushed in.
There was a bit of cigarette smoke in the room, and the scent was pine, which was soothing. Coupled with the sound of the piano before, Zhang Yi felt much gentler at this moment.
"Father?"
Wearing a small hairpin, her hair hangs from her temples down to her chest, and she wears a goose-yellow gauze skirt that is extremely decent. It accentuates her graceful figure. The woman has such a good appearance that even Zhang Qi would have to say "beautiful" here.
Zhang Yi smiled and said: "I'm not busy with business today. I wanted to listen to my daughter's music, so I came here."
The woman stood up, asked the maid to change a piece of rosin, and then said to Zhang Yi with a smile: "If the father wants to listen to the music, he can let his daughter know. How can the daughter refuse her father?"
"Hahaha, you, you, you are so sharp that even I dare to make fun of you." Zhang Yi smiled and scolded the woman in the air.
The woman smiled: "Father, if you haven't sat down yet, what piece of music do you want to listen to today?"
Zhang Yi laughed and knelt down, but instead of saying what he wanted to hear, he said: "My father just listened to a song, and now I want to tell Chan'er something else."
"What does father want to say?" Seeing that his father did not say what he wanted to hear, Zhang Chan did not go to the piano stage, but sat across from Zhang Yi.
"My father found a talented person today and wanted to win over him. When he learned that this person had no wife, he decided to do it."
Zhang Yi didn't finish his words, but glanced at Zhang Chan. He knew that his daughter was smart, and there was no need to talk too much about some things.
"Oh, to be able to win over my father like this, he must be extremely talented, otherwise my father would not be willing to marry me off."
After saying that, Zhang Chan was still interested in being naughty.
Seeing his daughter's appearance, Zhang Yi laughed even more: "It's very, very true, my daughter is the treasure of my father's palm, and no one can marry her."
"Keke, my father is not humble, but since my father has the final say in this matter, my daughter believes in her father's vision."
Zhang Chan smiled. As a woman from a big family, she knew her role, and her father also said that the man was extremely talented. So, so be it.
"Chan'er is sensible, but this matter is not urgent at the moment. We need to wait for the person's response. If the person doesn't marry, there is nothing we can do as a father."
Zhang Yi stood up and said slowly. Zhang Chan was also surprised at this time. His father was the head of a county. Even so, he had to wait for the man's response. It can be seen that this man is no ordinary person. Zhang Chan had it for a while. Some expectations.
After Zhang Yi left, Zhang Chan played the piano again, but this time there was more of a deer-like sound in the music.
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Three days later.
Wuhuan Royal Court.
Zhang Qi looked at the letter in his hand and was speechless.
What the hell, are you trying to recruit yourself as your son-in-law?
Just kidding, who am I? The son of heaven, the darling of the gods, the lord of all peoples, yet a little prefect like me still wants to get married to me?
Princess Shang is pretty much 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 become Princess Shang, he would have to make the Han Dynasty feel in danger.
If it was the Wenjing period, Zhang Qi would not have made a fuss or not, but the emperor at the moment was Liu Che, and this guy was not like the Wenjing Emperors who would swallow their anger.
As a young emperor, as long as he senses that Zhang Qi is in danger, I am afraid that the first thing he will do is not send the princess to get married, but 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 Kai's education will be accelerated exponentially. After all, in this era, talents are in the hands of the rich.
Even if the emperor wants to employ people, he must promote filial piety and integrity.
Looking around, Zhang Qi sighed. He didn't even want to discuss this matter with anyone. The lack of talents under his command was extraordinary.
Hu Ling's group of fifty people scattered among the tens of thousands of Xianbei and Wuhuan people were like a drop of water in the desert, which could not wet much of the land.
The rest still need to grow and take time.
Zhang Qi sighed and stood up with his hands behind his back: "How about getting married? I won't suffer anyway, right?"
(End of chapter)
