I tried my best to help Zulong, and finally got my wife

"Master, my lady said that in order to avoid gossip from others and affect the future of you and the master, I will go back for the time being."

"Hehe, that will last forever, don't rush for a while!"

"Please rest assured, young master, I am your housekeeper now, and everything you order will be fine."

Zhang He sighed and nodded. Zi Nu was really thoughtful. In this era, it is better to keep a certain distance between men and women before they get married.

Just afraid of Yoyo's mouth, that is a knife that kills without blood.

I don't care about it, but Zi Nu's reputation has to be taken care of.

"Uncle Liao, go treat my brothers well."

"Prepare some presents tonight, you go with a certain person to Guowei's Mansion."

"Yes, Master!"

After Zhang He and Yan Lingji finished their meal, they got into the carriage and went directly to Yao Jia's residence.

Yao Jia was really busy these days, and it was getting dark, so he came out of Wangcheng in a carriage and returned to his residence.

There was a carriage parked at the door, which looked more luxurious than his carriage, and he wondered in his heart, could it be that some rich man came to give gifts?

Since he became the captain of the Great Qin State, the nobles below have come to his house one after another, giving gifts and interceding, hoping to promote their descendants in the army.

This is not a good thing. If you do it well, you will gain fame and fortune. If you don't do it well, you will be torn to pieces by the king.

Yao Jia categorically rejected these people's sophistication, and Daqin awarded him a title with military merits, so no one could take shortcuts.

Recently, his reputation in Xianyang is not very good. The hateful nobles all say that he is proud of himself.Proud of your uncle...

"Ma'am, is there someone here again?"

"Didn't someone tell you? No matter who it is, let someone out..."

"As long as someone stays in the position of Guowei for a day, no one can take shortcuts."

Yao Jia's wife, Xiang Shi, smiled wryly, "If I throw him out, you're afraid you'll divorce me!"

Yao Jia: "???"

Zhang He came out of the room, and after listening to Yao Jia's words, he immediately smiled and said, "Old Jia, you want to throw XX out? Then XX go..."

When Yao Jia saw Zhang He, his eyes lit up immediately, and he scolded: "You boy, you are back, why didn't you tell XX to pick you up outside the city..."

"You bastard, it's not interesting! Is this looking down on the old man?"

Zhang He stepped forward, clasped his fists and said, "Congratulations to Lao Jia, you have been promoted to a national captain."

Yao Jia stepped forward, patted Zhang He on the shoulder, looked at the strong Zhang He, and said with a smile, "Don't bury the old man!"

"Well, I went out for a trip, and my body looks good."

"Go, hurry into the house!"

Yao Jia took Zhang He's hand, and the two walked towards the house, Xiang Shi rolled his eyes at them, and murmured: "You old man, you have never even held my hand!"

Chapter 125

Yao Jia walked into the room, turned around and said, "Ma'am, what are you still doing there? Quickly send someone to fetch two catties of good wine. I want to get drunk with this kid."

Xiang Shi said: "It's about this time, the tavern has closed long ago, where can I go for a drink, don't I still have a jar of wine at home!"

"I'll get you some appetizers and drink less. Boy Zhang just came back, so he won't let him take a good rest."

Zhang He said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, it's okay, I'll get drunk with Lao Jia tonight."

Zhang He had been living in Yao Jia's house before. Yao Jia's wife was just like Zhang He's relatives, and Xiang Shi treated Zhang He like his own younger brother.

Yao Jia turned to look at Zhang He, and complained: "Look, look, I've been in charge of XX all day long, and you gave XX the jar of fine wine, so XX can only look at it every day, and don't let XX drink it. !"

Zhang He saw that the old couple had such a good relationship, and said with a smile: "I will drink with you tonight, and I won't rest until I get drunk."

After the two arrived at the house, Yao Jia took Zhang He to the study, because the two of them were not only drinking, but also had some important national affairs to discuss.

The two sat down, filled the wine bottle with wine, and drank a glass first.

Yao Jia glanced at Zhang He, smiled and said, "Your meritorious deeds are too great this time. The king once revealed to the old man that he wants to make you a marquis."

Seeing that Zhang He didn't respond, Yao Jia said, "This Marquis, it's not easy to do, the heights are extremely cold."

"The five kingdoms have not yet been destroyed. I know that you are restless, and the king must use you, but the highest title can only be the Marquis. Do you want the king to make an exception and seal a king? Even if the king agrees, do you think that the important ministers in the court Will the nobles agree?"

"What does the king mean?" Zhang He asked with a smile.

"As a minister, you should share your worries for the king. This is the way of a minister." Yao Jia said like this.

A smile appeared on Zhang He's face, and said with a smile: "I understand, you know, I hate being an official the most!"

Yao Jia sighed, what you say can drive people to death. Others can't make credit, so they run to the old man every day, but you are fine. You have exhausted your brains on how to eliminate the credit.

It's just, how can you eliminate such a great contribution?

Zhang He rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and asked, "The Empress Dowager Huayang passed away, did the rest of the kingdoms send envoys?"

Yao Jia was very angry when he heard this.

"Why didn't you send envoys here? They said they were here to worship, but in fact they came to inquire about the news. A large group of people with the surname Mi from Chu State came to suspect the cause of the Queen Mother Huayang's death. They made things difficult for the King everywhere..."

"Zhao State, Wei State, Qi State, and the Three Kingdoms actually formed an alliance during the funeral of the Great Qin State, saying that they would advance and retreat together... This is a demonstration for the Great Qin State!"

"Even the Yuezhi Kingdom in the west sent envoys. The envoys of the Yuezhi Kingdom said privately that they had started a bilateral trade with the Huns, and hoped that Daqin would also open its doors to trade with them, especially silk. In terms of cloth and grain..."

Zhang He slammed his fist on the table, and said angrily: "The envoy of the little Yueshi Kingdom, who knows how to live and die, let Daqin open the country and trade with them?"

"Send the cows and sheep obediently, and someone allows them to move west."

Yao Jia: "..."

"The state of Chu is not a joke. How dare you embarrass the king just because you are the mother's family of the Empress Dowager Huayang?"

Yao Jia said: "During the national mourning period, you must not start a war with others!"

Zhang He frowned, and said with a smile: "Master Guowei, someone has brought five hundred experts from northern Xinjiang. For convenience, set up a military camp outside the city and give those 500 people a number!"

Yao Jia was shocked, stood up quickly, and said: "Boy, you don't bring such a joke, why don't you report it to the court when you bring it back to the army privately? If you find out, you will be sprayed to death."

Zhang He said with a smile: "A long time ago, I went to the secret book for the king. The king agreed to this matter. He just said, don't let this go too far. The private army cannot exceed five hundred."

"So I don't want private troops, let them become a Daqin army, just stationed outside the city."

Yao Jia sat down slowly and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. This guy can scare people to death.

"Okay, I'll give you a number for the 500 people. You figure out a number yourself and report to the Guowei tomorrow."

The two talked about it again, about Zhao Yongbing after the national funeral. However, Zhao Yongbing may have to wait until May or June.

After all, after the spring plowing is over, the army has to gather again. These things cannot be done overnight.

"Boy, your mess in South Korea has already made the king very tired. Those nobles, seeing that spring is coming, are as anxious as ants on a hot pot. They have repeatedly written to the king to move to Sichuan to plant sugarcane. Quite a few people have already dragged their families to Sichuan and Shu..."

Zhang He: "..."

Zhang He wondered, those Korean nobles didn't even come to buy slaves, are they planning to work on their own?

"Where are the slaves of the Huns, are they all in Xianyang now?"

"They are all raised in Xianyang, and some of them have been bought by nobles in Xianyang."

Yao Jia's eyes glowed, and he said with a smile, "I didn't expect this slave to be really sought after. Now a strong slave has already been sold for [-] yuan."

Zhang He was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "Who sold it, what can one thousand dollars do? At least five thousand dollars!"

Yao Jia was speechless, you are stealing money, this is the market price.

Although Daqin does not allow the trading of people, slaves without household registration can still be bought and sold privately.

Yao Jia's wife brought some appetizers, but they were all meat, and the poor one didn't even have any peanuts.

The two drank for half the night, and Zhang He went home drunk.

Because tomorrow, we will go to the Empress Dowager Huayang's funeral, all civil and military ministers must go, and Zhang He dare not be lazy.

Chapter 126 Ying Zheng Summons Zhang He

The avenue for coffin delivery in Xianyang City was overcrowded early today, whether it was ordinary people or high-ranking officials, they all came here to send the Queen Mother Huayang of the Great Qin Dynasty for the last journey.

The soldiers held long daggers and stood on both sides of the road, maintaining order. The long street could not see the end of the sea of ​​people at a glance.

Civil and military officials, dressed in white mourning clothes, lined up in two rows with their heads bowed, standing in front of the palace gate, waiting quietly.

"Woo... woo... woo..."

After the three horns sounded, the entire city of Xianyang vibrated.

The palace gate opened slowly, and what caught everyone's eyes was a piece of white, and the car slowly came out of the palace gate.

Ying Zheng was holding a spirit-calling banner, white cloth strips, fluttering in the wind, wearing linen shoes on his feet, walking in the front, with a sad face.

Yingzheng was followed by son Fusu, Mi Hua and other concubines, as well as Xiong Qixiong Dian and others.

Slowly, the car drove into the long street, followed by all civil and military officials.

The maids and servants following behind the coffin carriage began to cry loudly. Perhaps they already knew that their end would be to be buried with them, or to live in the mausoleum for the rest of their lives.

Zhang He mixed in the crowd, followed everyone, and walked out of the city. For things like burial, it may not be possible to change in a short time, so he can only take it slowly. After all, this kind of thing hurts peace.

"Zhang Shangqing, when did you come? Why didn't you tell someone."

Seeing Zhang He among the crowd, Ye Teng quickly walked up, followed behind Zhang He and asked.

Zhang He whispered: "I just arrived last night, don't talk for now, lest others make small reports. After the funeral is over, let's go back and talk."

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry."

The car that sent the coffin arrived outside Xianyang City. The ministers left some of them to deal with government affairs, and some of them got into the carriage, or rode to Shouling on horseback.

Ying Zheng also got into the car and headed towards the Shouling Mausoleum in Lishan.

It is more than 100 miles from Xianyang to Shouling, and it takes a day even to travel by horse-drawn carriage.

Zhang He was in the funeral procession, riding a war horse, from morning to night, and then arrived at the Mausoleum of Shouling in Lishan.

Because the Empress Dowager Huayang was the queen of Yingzhu, King Xiaowen, she had to be buried with Yingzhu, which also reduced a lot of engineering work, and there was no need to build a mausoleum.

But there are quite a lot of funeral objects, after all, she is the queen mother of Daqin.

But it didn't matter to Zhang He, he just followed behind, like a walking dead, whatever other people did, he followed.

Everyone stayed in Shouling for one night, and after the burial was completed, everyone began to return to Xianyang.

But on the way back to Xianyang, Ying Zheng summoned Zhang He.

Sitting in a luxurious carriage, Ying Zheng asked, "Why don't you come to see the widow?"

The corner of Zhang He's mouth twitched, aren't you in a period of grief, why did you come to see you?

"The subject thinks that the national funeral is important, and the king should handle the national funeral first."

"Hmph, are you afraid that the widow will kill the hero?"

Zhang He wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty is No. 1 in the ages. I think that the King would disdain such a thing as killing a meritorious official."

Yingzheng's eyes lit up, he became interested, showed a long-lost smile, and asked, "Why do I disdain this?"

"Your Majesty's ambition is in the world, and his talents are broad and general. With you around, who would dare to make waves, so there is no need!"

Ying Zheng nodded and said with a smile, "I allow you to drive back to Xianyang in my car."

"Come up!"

"This... I dare not... I won't obey!"

Zhang He shook the dust off his shoes, and climbed straight up. Ying Zheng's eyes widened as he watched, my good fellow, you are being rude!

Originally, Ying Zheng thought that what Zhang He said was that he didn't dare to come up, but when he said something, he didn't dare to refuse!

Zhang He sat at the head of Yingzheng, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I heard that your Majesty is very troubled recently. If you have any grudges, please tell me. I want to be a villain for a while."

Ying Zheng: "..."

"Don't fix those useless ones!"

"The widow asks you, what happened to the war in the north, did Li Mu come out of the grassland and desert?"