My son, how could you be Lü Bu?!

Chapter 25 Martial Might

Almost all the soldiers of some rank in Jiuyuan City were here at this time.

Wang Yun led Lü Ping to the front of the group.

He pointed at Lü Ping and laughed at the soldiers.

"Gentlemen, please have a look at him."

"This is the newly recruited martial arts officer, a native of Jiuyuan, named Lü Ping, also known as Lü Zizhi. He is also the young master Lü who fought off the Xianbei cavalry outside the city a few days ago."

Wu Meng was a military officer. Zhang Yang, a minor vassal in history, had also been recruited by him. His rank was no more than 100 shi, but his authority involved the military affairs of the entire prefecture.

It can be said that he held a low position but wielded great power.

As long as one holds the insignia of the governor, one can supervise the prefectural commandants, who are officials of two thousand shi rank, and, in place of Wang Yun, inspect the military preparedness of the prefectures and counties. With Wang Yun's permission, one can even impeach derelict officials of two thousand shi rank within the prefecture. In addition, one can recruit soldiers to suppress bandits, recruit local troops, escort victories, and transport prisoners and their heads to the capital; and administer justice, trying serious cases of treason and collusion with the enemy by soldiers…

If it weren't for the fact that he was genuinely short-handed, and that Lü Ping was of impeccable character, had outstanding military achievements, had a feud with the eunuchs, and had received a strong recommendation from Shen Pei, then Lü Ping would have been a better person.

otherwise.

Wang Yun did not dare to do so easily, so he recruited Lü Ping, whom he did not know at all.

Of course... while the appointment was a formality, the actual power to appoint officials still rested with the governor. If Wang Yun refused to relinquish power, the officials, despite having numerous nominal rights, would be unable to exercise them.

After listening to Wang Yun's introduction.

The soldiers all turned their heads and scrutinized Lü Ping, who had killed more than a dozen Xianbei, and the young Lü Bu behind him.

Facing the scrutiny of the crowd.

Lu Ping was not intimidated at all. Instead, he took the initiative to scan the soldiers opposite him. However... when he saw a few familiar faces, he couldn't help but smile and nod slightly.

It was clear that these soldiers had come to know Lü Ping.

Wang Yun turned to the side again.

He took the official robe that Shen Pei was holding from the side.

Before Lü Ping could reach out to take it, he personally draped the official robe over Lü Ping's shoulders.

then.

Wang Yun took the seal from Shen Pei and personally fastened it around Lü Ping's waist, tightening it securely.

Looking down at the Han Dynasty loyal minister, whose reputation was both tarnished and whose heroic deeds had saved the day and killed Dong Zhuo, Lü Ping was now bending down to tie his official seal. He seemed lost in thought, his expression dazed.

After doing all this.

Wang Yun did not look at Lü Ping's expression.

He simply took a few steps back, glanced at Lü Ping a few times, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

"Good lad."

"After some time, Zizhi can take my envoy's credentials and go out of the city to recruit some soldiers to alleviate my urgent needs."

Recruiting soldiers?!

Why are they recruiting soldiers?! Are they going to war? Or is it that they need to build another army in the city?!

These are all matters involving personal wealth and interests, how come we didn't know?!

Upon hearing this, all the soldiers present, regardless of their previous expressions, changed their expressions drastically.

They all looked at Wang Yun, hoping to get something more from him.

But the old fox remained silent.

They refused to say anything more.

Another place.

Wang Zhi, who had just been humiliated, did not leave. He looked at the harmonious scene between Wang Yun and Lü Ping, the ruler and his subject, with a blank expression.

.......

It was midday.

Outside Jiuyuan City, there is a vast manor surrounded by several extremely sturdy earthen walls.

Aside from the owner's residence, there were farmlands, pigsties, and even a cloth workshop—all sorts of facilities were available.

It was bustling with people and extremely prosperous.

In times of war, sealing the gates of this manor would be enough to sustain the various villagers living there for a period of time.

In the very center of the manor stands a residence that looks far superior to the other earthen houses around it.

Inside the mansion.

Several soldiers who had witnessed everything that had happened on the drill ground that morning were standing in front of a bed, saying something with complicated expressions.

After listening to the descriptions of these soldiers...

A pale-faced, unsteady-stepping young man dressed in a silk robe suddenly stood up from the bed.

He looked flustered and paced back and forth.

"Are you sure?!"

"Is that newly arrived Governor Wang, and the martial arts officer he recruited today, really that sickly Lü Ping?!"

"How is this possible!"

"I clearly knew he was going to die soon before I took over the manor, so how could he have come back to life, and even turned the tables?!"

The soldiers nodded with wry smiles.

"That's Lu Ping, Lu Zizhi, the one we drove away half a year ago!"

"They're all standing right in front of us, smiling and nodding. How could we possibly admit we're wrong!"

Wang De, clearly indulging in excessive sexual activity, became increasingly panicked.

"What should I do...?"

"Now that he's become some kind of powerful official, won't he come looking for the estate after a while?"

"I don't want to pay him back!"

talking.

As if grasping at a straw, Wang De suddenly looked up at the soldiers.

"You must help me!"

"You were all present when you forced that Wei family member to her death. If Lü Ping were to settle accounts, none of you would escape!"

The soldiers remained silent.

After all... Wang De has a clan uncle with a salary of two thousand shi (a unit of grain measure), so even if Lü Ping is ruthless, he probably won't take his life. But it's different for them; they don't have a clan uncle with a salary of two thousand shi...

A while later.

One of the men, a burly fellow with narrow eyes, gritted his teeth and spoke with a sinister glint in his eyes.

"I usually have dealings with several bandit groups in the Wula Mountains to the south."

"It just so happens that Lü Ping will be going out to recruit soldiers in a few days."

"If he goes too far these next few days, and it really comes down to it, we can spend some money to hire some bandits from the Wula Mountains to take him out..."

Upon hearing this...

Wang De's eyes immediately lit up.

......

"Young Master Lü is back?!"

"What is that Young Master Lü wearing at his waist?!"

"It seems to be an official seal that only officials wear. I was lucky enough to see our Prince once when I was working for a family in the city. He wore a similar seal on his waist, only the color was a little different."

"You good-for-nothing Uncle Li, how come... you didn't tell us about such a big thing as seeing Lord Wang before!"

"You bunch of bastards, didn't you even ask your father?"

"Old Li, who are you calling a bastard?"

"..."

As the sun moves westward, the Hetao Plain will once again be plunged into darkness.

Several buses drove up.

In the Lü family courtyard, the Lü father and son, now dressed in different clothes, were placed at the gate.

Then, he hurriedly headed back into the city.

This action aroused the curiosity of the villagers, who gathered towards the Lü family's courtyard.

They almost came to blows after exchanging only a few words.

"Then... Lord Wang has an official seal on his waist, and so does Uncle Lü. Doesn't that mean Uncle Lü has also become an official?!"

But... someone made a thoughtful guess, and everyone's actions suddenly stopped.

Everyone looked at each other.