Han Qiantian returned to his house in the dark and saw that his father Han Daoxun had returned from Hongwen Hall. He walked over and told him that Li Pu, the Marquis of Xinchang, would recommend him to serve as governor of Xuzhou.
"The governor of Xuzhou?" Han Daoxun glanced at Han Qian doubtfully, then hid his hands behind his back and looked towards the last glow of the sky that was gradually being swallowed up by the dusk.
Han Qian knew that his father was confused by such a straightforward decision.
Yes, without his intricate entanglement with Wan Honglou and the Xinchang Hou Mansion, no matter how great the role of "Epidemic Water Shure" was, it would not have been possible for them to pay a huge price before getting his father's personal loyalty.
The governor of Xuzhou, who had great talent, fell to his father. It was impossible for him to be in charge of a department under General Longque at such a young age?
Secret Cao Zuosi will not surface for the time being, but Marquis Xinchang will use all his power to push his father to be the governor of Xuzhou, and then his father and son will be officially branded as the third prince.
Han Qian believed that his father would definitely be able to think of this, so he changed the topic and said: "Xuzhou Mountains are dangerous, the rivers are dangerous, miasma is everywhere, and the people's sentiments are complicated. I'm afraid it was quite difficult for dad to manage the place well in the past. But dad already has some ideas.
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"You just told me about this, and you didn't even have half a cup of tea. What can I think?" Han Daoxun said with a smile, "You want to change the topic, but you can't do it this way, right?"
Han Qian touched his head in embarrassment and said: "The Marquis of Xinchang has agreed and will push this matter forward very quickly, at least before the Anning Palace comes to their senses and implements it."
Han Daoxun also understood, and thought in his heart that when Anning Palace and the prince came to their senses and related this matter to the meeting he made to the court to expel the hungry people and Linjiang Marquis to resettle the hungry people and form the Longque Army, etc., then
People in the world might regard him as the kind of villain who would do whatever it takes to surrender to the third prince in order to seek fame and fortune, right?
"Alas," Han Daoxun never wanted to be involved in the fight for heirs, but found that he was still struggling in the end. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh and asked Han Qian, "Didn't Marquis Xinchang make any other demands?"
"That's not the case," Han Qian said.
Han Qian knew that Marquis Xinchang must have expectations for Xuzhou, but Li Zhigao did not mention it today. The main reason was that Xuzhou was too remote and could only be used as a casual chess piece at this time, so it was difficult to place too many expectations on it.
However, when An Ning Palace and the prince come to their senses, they may not think so.
"Local chronicles say that Xuzhou has seven mountains, two rivers, and one farmland. The Miao and Yi people live together, and there is conflict between natives and guests. The land of three counties is wider than the capital, but the total number of Dingkou is not enough for one middle county in the capital. My father used to want to have it.
What we did was not easy." Han Daoxun said.
Han Qian has only recently had the energy to study the situation in prefectures and counties. His image of Xuzhou is relatively vague. He only knows that it is a savage land where birds have nothing to do, but the specific situation is far less familiar than his father.
At this time, Fan Xicheng and Zhao Kuo came in to report something.
Han Qian took the opportunity to change the subject and told his father about the arrangement of Secret Cao Zuosi and the family soldiers in the house: "Your Highness has allowed me to establish a new Secret Cao Zuosi under the General's Mansion. I plan to keep Fan Dahei and Lin Haizheng."
They helped me in Jinling; Fan Xicheng, Zhao Kuo and the others went to Xuzhou with their father. In addition, my father went to Xuzhou to take up a post, and I didn’t know how many years he would stay there, so I asked Fan Xicheng, Zhao Kuo and the others to move their children there as well, so as to save their time.
With the flesh and blood scattered, I can make more space here to house Zuo Si’s secret agents..."
Han Qian wanted to separate the family soldiers and their children to make arrangements, and later needed to rely on Fan Xicheng, Zhao Kuo and others to establish contact in Jinling and Xuzhou, so the existence of Secret Cao Zuosi could not be completely hidden from Fan Xicheng.
Zhao Kuo and the others simply made some things clear first.
Han Daoxun didn't notice that Han Qian was thinking about the distribution of his troops for a while, so he nodded and agreed.
He went to serve in Xuzhou. Most of the state and county officials were appointed by local indigenous leaders. Some official positions were hereditary from the previous dynasty. Emperor Tianyou had no intention of destroying the tradition there and making the southwestern border of Dachu unsteady.
Han Daoxun thought that he needed direct relatives to help him with things, but he did not bring a large group of people there. Instead, Han Qian officially helped the third prince to do things, and the things he was doing were dangerous, so he needed more people who could be trusted.
Fan Xicheng and Zhao Kuo felt a little stupid after hearing what Han Qian said. Except that what happened yesterday was a little too sudden, which made them a little frightened when they thought about it now. The house has been calm all the time.
, why does the head of the family suddenly want to take up an official position, and the young master also wants to officially take charge of the bureau for the third prince?
"..." Fan Xicheng and Zhao Kuo were stunned for a moment and looked at each other.
"What do you want to say when you come back in such a hurry?" Han Qian asked.
"Han Jun, on his side, mobilized a group of men from Chizhou to enter Jinling City before night. There are about forty or fifty good men." Fan Xicheng said.
When he and Zhao Kuo learned about this, they were a little panicked, fearing that further conflicts would cause casualties. They also wanted to rush back to discuss countermeasures with the head of the family, and wanted to persuade the young master Han Qian to be able to endure his temper when encountering trouble in the future.
Otherwise, even if the old patriarch is gone, they are far from qualified to fight with Han Daoming and Han Daochang. But they didn't expect to hear such news when they came back.
They suddenly discovered that even though they had seen enough surprises in young master Han Qian these days, they still seemed far from seeing through young master Han Qian.
Not to mention Zhao Kuo, Fan Xicheng couldn't help but wonder: Is the head of the family going to serve in Xuzhou and the young master being able to take charge of a department under the third prince have anything to do with what happened yesterday?
"Lin Haizheng, Fan Dahei, and I saw this when they came back. It's nothing to worry about." Han Qianhun didn't care about it. He saw Lin Haizheng, Fan Dahei, and Zhao Wuji standing in the yard.
He said, "Get ready and accompany me to the villa later."
Now everyone in the Linjiang Marquis Mansion was busy with the wedding, and they had no rest at night, but Han Qian had no intention of running over to join in the fun.
Now that Secretary Zuo Si has been authorized to start, he must race against time to roll out the stall as soon as possible in order to regain one more disadvantage.
Zhao Ting'er poked her head in from the corridor at this time, maybe to tell her that the food was ready, and saw that secrets were being discussed here. When she was about to shrink away and walk away, Han Qian stopped her and said, "Ting'er, you're going to follow me at night too."
Let’s go to the villa.”
"Why is Ting'er going so late at night?" Zhao Ting'er opened her red lips and stared at Han Qian with her beautiful black eyes, thinking that the young master must have something important to do when he leaves the city, and he didn't know that he wanted her.
What are you going to do in the past?
"The knowledge I imparted to you is not to treat you like a bed-warming maid." Han Qian said.
Hearing Han Qian's unserious words, Zhao Ting'er's face turned red with embarrassment. She was about to stare back with her beautiful eyes, but saw the head of the family and Fan Xicheng. Zhao Kuo looked over in surprise, knowing that it was too abrupt and wanton, so he vomited.
Xiangtongue, bowed his head and stood there without saying a word.
"Young master is already nineteen this year. Shouldn't I send this old slave to Wang Xiang's house to marry Miss Wang Xiang's family to the young master as soon as possible? Miss Wang Xiang's family is also sixteen this year, right?" Fan Xicheng laughed.
Ask Han Daoxun.
Zhao Ting'er was a slave in Han Qian's room, and both of them were in their youth. Even if something happened, it was normal to Fan Xicheng and the others; and if Zhao Ting'er had children in the future, she would certainly become Han Qian's concubine.
However, in this world, the poor and the lowly did not marry. This was not just a conceptual issue, but was clearly stipulated by the imperial decree. If Han Qian dared to marry a lowly man and had someone report him, he would be deprived of his official status.
At this time, Fan Xicheng did not realize that the outcome of the family leader Han Daoxun's official career would be announced soon. From the bottom of his heart, he felt that the master should finalize the young master's marriage before leaving Jinling.
Otherwise, the young master will be serving as the third prince, and the master will not be able to return to Jinling to take charge of this matter until the end of the year.
Wang Jixiong?
Hearing what Fan Xicheng said, Han Qian was slightly startled. He had an engagement with the granddaughter of former Prime Minister Wang Jixiong, but he had never heard his father mention it.
Han Daoxun waved his hand and asked Fan Xicheng and the others to retreat first, and said to Han Qian: "Three years ago, Master Wang went to Guangling to raise food and grass. He said that his second son had a daughter on his knees who was very smart. At that time, he joked that he would marry you.
Xicheng was also present at the time. This matter was never mentioned again."
Although there is no six betrothal gift, a person like Wang Jixiong will never make a joke about the marriage of his descendants.
Han Qian and Miss Wang's Sun had never met before, so naturally they would not have any longing or disappointment. He asked with a smile: "Dad drove away hungry people at the court meeting years ago and angered Wang Jixiong, so this marriage ended without any problems?"
"That's not the case," Han Daoxun sighed lightly, feeling that he felt a little sorry for Han Qian about this, so he told him frankly, "I just took you to Jinling, and the Prime Minister sent his family here to urge you to get married, but
My father saw that you were unworthy and was afraid of embarrassing others, so I refused the matter. Later, when my father admonished the hungry people, he probably really annoyed the king, and he didn't even say a word."
"So, daddy, you owe me a wife." Han Qian said jokingly.
"You nonsense son, what do you owe me as a father?" Han Daoxun found that without even realizing it, he could no longer maintain a serious face as an elder in front of his son.
He now has no doubts about Han Qian's knowledge and ability. He is worried that he is too soft-minded and is not focused on helping the world and the people, but is too scheming. But now is not the time to worry about this. He waved his hand.
Let him have a meal and go back to the villa to arrange matters before late night.
