The Shanyi envoys quickly returned, and they brought the Shanyi chiefs to discuss the reply.

These Shanyi people thought that Zhang Chao's conditions were relatively harsh, and they insisted that they should be allowed to return to their village.

They didn't want to go to the flat ground, nor did they want to become Zhang Chao's tenants or workers, nor did they want their children to leave when they were young.

They thought that the Zhang family wanted to steal their children and would sell them as slaves.

"That's all that is gone?" Zhang Chao said slowly after hearing this. "Since that's the case, then you go back and tell these short-sighted chiefs and tell them what will happen next. Tomorrow, my army will launch an attack again. At that time, you will be defeated in front of this brave army."

"You will lose everything and you will never be able to win by chance."

Zhang Chao's tone was plain, "Many of you will die in this battle, be shot by crossbows, be pierced by spears, be shot by muskets, or even be smashed by artillery. Then, even more people, although they were lucky enough to die on the battlefield, you will become prisoners."

"You will regret it in the future and would rather die in this battle yourself. Because the rest of your life will be to become a slave, sold to various mines, and work without seeing the light of day under the well. In order to redeem your freedom, you must work hard for most of your life to have a chance."

"But you have no chance to see your wives, concubines, children, or even your parents again. Because they are slaves, they will sell them to different masters. Those women will be sold to factories for work, and those young ones will even sell them to brothels. Better luck, they may be maids for wealthy families, or enter the workshop to work as female workers. Then, they will marry another slave."

"Your children cannot escape the fate of slaves. In your whole life, your family may never have the chance to reunite and meet again."

"Think about it, this is really what you want? Death, or family destruction, and you will become a slave from now on?" Zhang Chao looked at the Shanyi people who had already looked ugly and even showed fear in his eyes. The translator translated Zhang Chao's words very accurately. This was not a threat, because they knew that Zhang Chao could do it as soon as he said it.

"I will give you another chance to go back and tell them these words and think carefully. See what you want! The conditions you promised me are urgent. In fact, look at my camp, there are also many Shanyi people. They were born or conquered before. They live here now and live a good life."

"You can eat better, live better, and live better. If you don't believe it, you can talk to this translator and ask if he is better in life now or in the past."

"Of course, if you think the freedom of the past is better, then when I say nothing, I respect your choice!"

The Shanyi people left with a gray face.

On the mountain.

The chiefs of the Shanyi tribes were waiting for news. Although they refused, they did not want to start a war. There was no chance of winning the war. They just wanted to show Zhang Chao that his conditions were too harsh.

The messenger came back and seemed to have been seriously ill.

His face was pale and his eyes were unconscious.

"what happened?"

A strong man asked.

Shanyi couldn't stand any longer, sat down on the ground, and relayed Zhang Chao's terrible words.

silence.

Long-lasting silence.

"We're fighting with them!" said the strong man.

But no one responded to him, and everyone was silent, even fearful.

They can't fight with the Zhang family. They have been fighting for so long, and have been killed for thousands and arrested for tens of thousands, but they have killed several more people in the Zhang family?

How can such a battle be fought? It is difficult for them to even break through.

"Or what, we'll promise him?"

Finally, a man broke the silence with a trembling voice.

They have no choice.

"All right."

A white-haired old man agreed to surrender. He asked the messenger to go down the mountain again, but the messenger kept shaking his head. He would never want to see Zhang Chao again.

That man could tell the extremely terrifying thing, and that was a demon.

I asked several people but refused to go.

Finally, he had no choice but to go down the mountain to surrender.

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"Taishi, the Shanyi people have gone down the mountain."

"Are you here to surrender?" Zhang Chao said with a smile.

"The Grand Master is indeed as expected, and he knows it without hearing the report. The Shanyi people did surrender down the mountain. They left all their weapons on the mountain and walked down with bare hands."

Zhang Jing was holding the yamen organizational form of the Duke Zhang's mansion that Zhang Chao gave him, thinking about how to arrange people in each yamen.

Whoever manages administration, whoever manages justice, and whoever manages military affairs? Under these three major yamen, each department and department has to arrange whom, who can be suitable, who has strong ability to do things, and who is more loyal. Even under the Duke's Mansion, there must be six counties, five thousand guards, and eight hundred fiefs of knights.

He was very troubled and had a headache.

He simply put down the book and said, "Even if the Shanyi people come down with weapons, it's not much different from starting bare hands. Deer antler spear, stone knife, bamboo spear, and stick, these are all weapons, there are not even a few iron tools."

"Send people to accept them, first arrange them to the prisoner camp, and then send some people up the mountain to see if there are any hidden people who refuse to come down. If there is really such a person, kill them if they don't accept it."

'"Remember to place those chiefs for another place."

After a few words, it was all arranged, and Zhang Chao no longer paid attention to this matter.

Shanyi was conquered, and it will be a management issue in the future.

He took the notebook from his son and watched him fill in the blanks on it. Only half of the candidates from each yamen were filled in, most of them were empty.

"Dad, why don't you just make arrangements for me?" Zhang Jing said with a smile.

Zhang Chao gave him a blank look.

"This Duke of Liu Qiu is you, not me, I am the King of Luzon, and my fief is in Luzon. You will take charge of this land in the future. These appointed officials from various yamen will assist you in managing Liu Qiu, so you have to decide who should be used. If I help you choose the appointment, these people will regard you as the master, not me as the master?"

"There are some things that others cannot replace you. For example, getting married and having children, or managing the place. Your subordinates will give you ideas and execute them for you, but the person who makes the idea must be you. And you have to remember that you are responsible for every decision you make."

"Dad, why does the Duke's Mansion have to be so complicated? It has created three ministries and also created an internal affairs department."

The Interior Affairs Office is the team of Sima, the Chief Secretary.

The central center of the Duke of Liuqiu is actually equivalent to the three ministries and the Internal Affairs Office.

"Son, the more concentrated the power, the better. The relative decentralization is conducive to supervision and balance. You cannot let a person manage both the accounts and the money. It must be an accountant and the cashier manages the money. To put it bluntly, the same is true for governing a principality. Those who manage administration cannot still manage the judiciary, otherwise, they will supervise themselves. Isn't it easy to be custodians?"

Originally, Zhang Chao even wanted to separate the finances from the administration, but then he thought about it, it was such a big place, and it was unnecessary to divide it too much.

It is already very good to separate administration and judicial system.

The Ministry of Justice has three judicial departments, courts, supervision departments, and police departments, which are in charge of judicial trials, supervision of impeachment, and criminal public security.

Even at the county level, courts, supervisory offices and police stations will be established.

"Dad, I plan to send someone to bring Changle."

"Yes, but she has to wait until she has given birth to a baby and finishes confinement. She is only a few months pregnant now and cannot be affected by this bump." Zhang Chao said.

"I know, I mean I'm waiting for the confinement."

"Of course it's OK."

Zhang Jing learned how to calculate the ovulation period from Zhang Chao, and it turned out to be good. Princess Li Lizhi of Changle got pregnant not long after she got married. Zhang Jing did not bring the princess here when she left Beijing, so now she can only wait until the child is born and grows up before she can get it.

"Changle has been blaming me."

Only the father and son were there, and Zhang Jing confessed his feelings to his father. In fact, when he left Beijing after the New Year, it was not that she was reluctant to let his wife suffer and did not take her with her, but that the princess was in a cold war with her at that time.

The princess complained that the Zhang family forced the Supreme Emperor and Li Zhi to go to America.

"How to get along well with your wife? You can't look for me. It's hard for a clean official to make a decision, especially for this relationship. You can find a way for yourself." Zhang Chao ignored his son at all.

"But hasn't my father always been very good at it? My mother is very accepting about his father and Shiyilang's mother." Zhang Jing said.

"That's your father, I have the ability."

"Dad, you said you can teach me your ability."

"You want someone outside too?" Zhang Chao asked with a smile. "Or it already?"

I was just asking casually, but Zhang Jing was really someone.

He left Beijing alone, and his beautiful wife was in Beijing. After half a year in Liuqiu, the young and strong man came to be a dignified duke, with great power and proud young people.

Of course, there are also speculative people who deliberately come to Fan Lian to give beauty or something.

"If it's just a sing-go-singing dance girl sent by others, this is nothing. Pay more attention in the future. If you want a beauty, why should you buy it yourself? If you want a beauty, why should you be given a gift from others? Although this beauty is good, you must be careful of it because of the eyes and ears that others put in, especially those next to the pillow. Otherwise, you will not be able to react even if you lose your life one day."

Zhang Jing nodded and said yes.

"Dad, it's not just a karaoke dancer sent by others, but I have collected a few outdoor rooms."

"I have put in the outdoor room, how many rooms will I have?" Zhang Chao's voice increased.

Zhang Jing lowered his head, "Others insisted on marrying my daughter."

"Did you forget that you have a wife and marry the emperor's sister?"

He glared at his son, "You said you were young, but you did such a ridiculous thing again. If you have a wife, you can't marry again. If someone really wants to give you a daughter to you, you can take it as a concubine openly. Even if Changle is the right wife, as long as you respect her and exchange opinions with her in advance, she will not object. You are so confused about it now and have made it into an outdoor room. Don't you know that the wife of Datang hates men who are raising outdoor rooms the most?"

"What should I do now?"

"What else can I do? Write a letter to Changle first, admit your mistake with her, and then say you want to take a concubine here."

Now I can only get on the bus and then get the ticket back.

"Is that all right?"

"It's all, but this is not a big deal. You should pay more attention to it in the future. But you are a manly man, and you are so afraid of your wife. Even if she is the eldest princess and the emperor's sister, you have to show some masculine spirit. Our Zhang family has no tradition of yin and yang decline."

"Do you understand?"
Chapter completed!