The Grand Governor's Office has three major yamen, one of which is the most complicated and involves people's livelihood. It seems simple and is actually troublesome.

Han Yue lined up for an hour, and finally it was his turn to start applying for household registration. It was the clerk in the yamen who heard that the Marquis was at the door and tried his best to speed up and save some time in each link.

There is no way, household registration money and food are so troublesome.

More than a dozen dukes wanted to line up with Han Yue, but unfortunately, most of the generals were impatient and had no interest after waiting for a while.

Lao Cheng suggested going to the Hou Mansion to have tea and chat, and then Liu Hongji and others agreed. Li Ji must follow the crowd at this time. Qin Qiong wanted to see his niece, and Changsun Wuji was thinking about Tang Yao's tea ceremony...

More than a dozen old immortals made excuses in a blink of an eye, and left Han Yue, and Shi Shi walked to the rear of the Grand Governor's Office, with the front of the government office and the rear of the Marquis' Mansion, where there was a special entry and exit passage.

"Dad, those old men don't seem to like queuing up!" Who said the little girl was ignorant? Han Ya clearly saw through the thoughts of Lao Cheng and others.

Han Yue smiled faintly and said softly: "They are military generals and must have the momentum to strive for the first place. This is a character written into the bones. It cannot be changed, nor can it be changed. If it is changed, it is no longer a general."

Han Ya tilted her little head, her face looked a little confused.

A yamen runner who was doing business came over and said carefully: "The Marquis atone for his sins. There are too many people doing business today. Most of them register their children for their families. Recently, there are some newborn babies in the city. There are hundreds of them every day. The villains have no choice but to let the Marquis wait for a long time."

Han Yue laughed and waved his hand, "This is a good thing. I am so happy that I can't blame you."

He raised Han Ya up and smiled and said, "If you don't care about the hard work, please help me get the child's household registration."

"No, no, no, no, no, no!" The yamen runner nodded repeatedly, turned around and returned to the back of a table and sat down. He picked up his pen and began to ask Han Yue, and said softly: "Where is the Marquis from?"

"Originally, twenty miles from the western suburbs of Chang'an, Tianjiazhuang by the Weishui River."

"What's your last name?"

"Han!"

"Can you have an official position?"

Han Yue thought for a while and pondered: "Just write about the Grand Governor!"

The yamen runner put his pen down, his head shaking like a rattle, and whispered: "Mr. Marquis, you set your own rules. Don't make things difficult for villains. Household registration is a big deal. You can't write it at will. You have to remember one if you have one."

"I'm registering my daughter, not me."

"I accept an adopted daughter, and give birth to a child. My father's generation must register clearly. This is the rule you set by Marquis. I am not making things difficult for you, I am doing things according to the rules..." This servant was quite a bit of a joke with Han Yue just now, but he looked serious when he was doing things.

"Did I shoot myself in the foot?" Han Yue smiled helplessly. This household registration system was learned from later generations, and then slightly changed and added a little rules. Unexpectedly, it was so complicated.

The officer also smiled bitterly and said embarrassedly: "I'll ask the marquis to cooperate and it'll be over soon."

"Come on!" Han Yue nodded slowly. He had already made plans in his mind. After completing this matter, he needed to quickly revise the regulations of the household grain yamen. Some things must come from practice.

He used to think that he was kind to the people, but today he realized that this was inappropriate. When he chose these yamen runners, he found that they were all looking for people with mild tempers. They would never make things difficult for the people who came to do things. What really made things difficult for the people was the rules he set.

There is a saying that is right, how can those who are superior understand the sufferings of the people?

Today, Han Yue brought Han Ya to register for the household registration. I am afraid he will not find any problems in it for a long time.

"Mr. Marquis, do you have an official position?" The yamen runner sat upright and asked again.

Han Yue grabbed his forehead and recalled, "Yes, I was appointed as the chief general of the Hebei Road marching commander, the general of the Tang Dynasty's cavalry, the general of the Andong Protectorate, the city lord of Chenyang City, the son-in-law of the Sila Kingdom, the lord of the Bohai Kingdom, the lord of the Tang Dynasty's lords and lords of the Bohai Kingdom..."

He didn't know if he didn't say it, but when he was shocked, the yamen runner's eyes were straightened, and his hands were written quickly, and he was so busy that he was sweating profusely. When all the official titles were finished, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat and said, "Wang Master, think about it again, is there any?"

"Uh..." Han Yue raised his head and recalled uncertainly: "Your Majesty gave me the Emperor's Sword with the Purple Goldfish Bag, and you can ride a horse in the palace. Do these count?

The yamen runner's eyes were dazed and said in a daze: "This should be counted!" While speaking, he picked up a pen and wrote down another chapter on his household registration, and asked casually: "Is there any?"

This is an occupational disease. Most people have to ask questions when doing things, but most of the answers they receive are not.

Unfortunately, he met a ruthless person today. In order to abide by his own rules, Han Yue had no choice but to answer: "I am still a nobleman, and I have a title of first-class national magistrate, and I will give land... I will not count the granting of land... I will not count. Your Majesty said that the entire Northeast and Liaodong are mine."

"What... what else?" The yamen runner was stunned. After asking this, he really wanted to slap himself in the face.

Han Yue smiled bitterly and shook his head, murmured: "There is also a fief. Your Majesty just issued an order to send another 550,000 civilians to come. There will be a total of one million people in Chenyang City. In addition to the various tribes in the entire Baishan and Black Water, the fief of this marquis should be... it should be..."

He calculated for a long time and said somewhat uncertainly: "About eight million."

hiss--

The yamen runner gasped and almost fainted.

The founding Duke had only one thousand fiefs, and the marquis of our family had a fief of eight million, which had never been heard of in all dynasties.

He looked at the household registration certificate full of long paper and smiled bitterly: "Fortunately there is only one Jingyang Marquis in the world, otherwise the villain would have been exhausted to do this job."

After recording Han Yue's identity, you can record Han Ya below. The little girl's life experience is very simple. The servant asked the reason and picked up a pen and wrote a line of words.

"Han Ya, whose original name is Yaya, has an unknown birth date. She was about six years old. She was a child of a Turkic Han slave. In January of the fourth year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty, she appointed Han Yue, the Marquis of Jingyang as her father..."

After registering the household registration, the yamen runner breathed a sigh of relief and said while wiping sweat: "Mr. Marquis, this household registration is not complete. According to the court regulations, the Marquis' eldest daughter can enjoy the charm of her. The villain also needs to send a letter to the Tang Dynasty Mansion in Chang'an to ask for a book of silk books for the wife of the clan."

"No need for this! Han Ya is a girl, not a boy, so there seems to be no need for Meng Yin!"

The yamen runner smiled bitterly and said carefully: "There is no need for the marquis of other families, but you are different. Lord Changsun once said that the descendants of the marquis' family, regardless of gender, must go to the clan's house to report. If anyone dares to delay, they will be severely punished."

Han Yue touched his chin and pondered: "Duke Zhao's move is inappropriate. I am just a national guard. How can I be so special? No, no, this matter must be pressed. Han Ya doesn't need to report to Chang'an..."

The yamen runner looked at him and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Marquis, I'm afraid you don't have the final say. Lord Changsun's order actually relays the queen's imperial edict. Our households and grain yamen know this. Don't make us embarrassed. If the queen gets angry, the villain's life will be in danger."

Han Yue was stunned and smiled bitterly, "If you bring out this big Buddha, I really don't dare to mess with you, otherwise the Empress will come here at any time, and my ears will inevitably suffer again."

The yamen runner was so happy, and said with envy: "There is only one of you, Marquis, who can be twisted by the queen in the world. This is favor, and the villain envies a lot."

Han Yue was speechless and waved: "Now the household registration has been stated, go and take your ID card."

The yamen runner nodded quickly, picked up the household registration book and ran back, and said as he ran: "Mr. Marquis, please wait a moment. The little man will go to the back to handle it. The machine you invented is really powerful. With a little operation, you can spit out your ID card with a click."

Han Yue rolled his eyes. He knew that the equipment for applying for an ID card was specially exchanged from the system. Today, there were only two sets, one was sent to the Chang'an Ministry of Revenue and the other was left in Shenyang City.

In just a cup of tea, the yamen runs out from behind with a sweat, holds a card with respect with both hands, and whispers: "Mr. Marquis, the ID card has been completed. From now on, the little lady will be the daughter of the Marquis' Mansion and is the most precious pearl in our Shenyang City."

The yamen runner is very good at speaking, which makes Han Yue laugh. He reaches out and pats him on the shoulder, and says warmly: "I want to hold a banquet tonight. You and your colleagues will tell you, and you will come to have a drink after you get off. If you have a wife and children at home, you will take your adopted daughter. Everyone will join in the fun."

The yamen runner was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, the villain must go, he must go."

Han Yue touched his chest, then sighed and took his hand back, and said with a smile: "I don't like to bring money when I go out, so I won't give you any rewards. I will arrange for Uncle Tian tonight. Anyone who comes to drink will receive a reward."

The yamen runner's head was like a rattle, and he said solemnly: "It is a blessing for the villain to do things for the marquis. How dare I ask the marquis to reward him? If the villain stretches out his hand, even if Lord Changsun cannot punish me, I will be spit to death by my colleagues..."

Han Yue laughed, picked up Han Ya with both hands, and said lightly: "The matter has been completed. I will take my daughter home to recognize the door and let Doudou and the others meet. I won't chat with you, let's meet again."

What a kind marquis, the yamen runner's face was moved and bowed respectfully, "Mr. Marquis is walking slowly, and the villain still wants to do things for the people behind him, so I won't give it to you."

"No need to send it, no need to send it!" Han Yue stepped out of the door and carried Han Ya all the way home.

Several yamen runners in the yamen looked at each other, and some people said with emotion: "There is only one such marquis in the world."

The yamen runner who was doing the business pinched his chin and pondered for a long time, and suddenly said to everyone: "Dear colleagues, the marquis invites us to a banquet. I don't know what gifts to give."

Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly a yamen runner walked to the door, secretly pointed his fingers towards the street, and said with a deep meaning: "Look at the mess tonight, find an opportunity to tie him up, so that he can know what the consequences will be if he wants to attack our marquis."

"It's great!" Everyone nodded repeatedly and laughed in a low voice: "This gift is good, and the Marquis must like it."

There is a saying that you are plotting against others, and you must be careful not to count on you. Zhao Lingyun sent someone to keep an eye on Han Yue. He thought he had done a lot of secrets, but he ignored a very important thing.

This huge Shenyang City was built by Han Yue and his men. In the eyes of hundreds of thousands of people in the city, Han Yue was their sky.
Chapter completed!