Lu Bu: My wife comes from two thousand years later

Yecheng, the palace of the Tang King.

Zhang Mo has been staying in the mansion these days to read the reports coming in from various places. Weijun, Zhaoguo, Julu and Changshan have basically been reorganized, and spring plowing has been arranged in an orderly manner. Only Zhongshan, the farthest one, has no news yet.

After confiscating the assets of so many nobles and powerful families, the treasury of the Tang Dynasty was suddenly enriched. Lu Bu left half of his army stationed in various counties, and then worked non-stop to recover Hejian State, Bohai State, Qingzhou Pingyuan County, Jinan State, Le'an State and other territories that originally belonged to Gongsun Zan, intending to incorporate them into the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

"Has the king received any news today?"

Seeing Juxiang coming in from outside, Zhang Mo put down a report, twisted her waist which was tired from sitting for a long time and asked.

Juxiang walked over quickly and handed over a small bamboo tube with both hands. "News just sent by Feiying!"

Zhang Mo couldn't wait to open it, and smiled as she read, "The King has successfully recaptured Hejian State and is now preparing to march into Bohai!"

Juxiang was slightly surprised. "We've only been gone for a short time, how come it's so fast?"

"The king said that after Gongsun Zan, Tian Kai, Shan Jing and others died in battle, Gongsun Fan retreated to Youzhou. He knew he was no match for the king, so he withdrew his power from those places early on. He only wanted to protect Youzhou, so he basically didn't make any moves this time."

Her eyes fell on the last line of the letter, "I miss you". She was talking about serious matters, but her eyes were curved like crescent moons.

"In that case, the king will be back soon, and the princess won't have to worry about him anymore!" Juxiang said seriously with a straight face.

Zhang Mo glanced at her and said, "You little bitch, you always act cool with a cold face, but now you can tease people. One day I will find you someone who will make you worry about me!"

She carefully tucked Lu Bu's letter into her sleeve and said casually, "Tell me, is there anyone you like? I'll make the decision for you!"

Juxiang's face froze for a moment, she lowered her eyes slightly, and said dryly, "No, I just want to follow the princess and protect her for the rest of my life!"

Seeing a blush behind her ears, Zhang Mo understood. She stood up and stretched her muscles while saying, "Looks like you've found someone you like!"

"No! Really not..." Juxiang retorted hurriedly.

Her appearance further piqued Zhang Mo's curiosity. She walked over, placed her hands on Juxiang's shoulders, and spoke earnestly, like an old mother worried about her daughter's marriage, "Men should marry when they are old enough, and women should marry when they are old enough. Why are you shy? Whose family is it? Tell me boldly. In two years, when you turn eighteen, I will personally act as a matchmaker for you. If you are worried that your status is not good enough for the other party, this princess will recognize you as her sister. My Xiang'er is talented, beautiful, and a fighter. Where can you find a woman like her? He is lucky to have fallen in love with him!"

Juxiang was flattered and hurriedly lowered her head, "Xiang'er is of low status and dares not become the princess's younger sister!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Mo scolded lightly, "What do you mean by low status? All these years I have treated you as my sister, just lacking a formal status. Ah Fan went to Hanzhong, and to reassure my senior brother, and also because I couldn't bear to separate Ah Fan and his wife, I had no choice but to send your sister there as well. You may not see He Xiang for many years. You don't have any relatives around you, so I have to worry about your marriage. Tell me, who is she?"

Juxiang was still hesitant and refused to speak, so Zhang Mo continued, "Where's your usual straightforwardness? You're just a man, what's there to be afraid of?"

Juxiang raised her head and looked at her timidly, "Is it really possible? I... I'm afraid I'm not worthy of him."

"Sure! As long as the other party is unmarried and likes you, there is no problem at all!" Zhang Mo looked at her firmly.

"As for whether we're compatible, it's not about background, but about our shared characteristics and mutual attraction. This princess was once just a street kid. No one in this world is born noble. Over the years, you've diligently practiced martial arts and read a lot of books. You've served as my bodyguard, secretary, and maid. If women weren't incapable of officialdom, you'd be capable of handling matters independently, whether you were sent to the army or to a local position. With such talent, who wouldn't be worthy of me?!"

Hearing her say this, Juxiang slightly let go of her inferiority complex and whispered, "He hasn't married yet, I... I just have a good impression of him... I don't know if he likes me... We are still young, so we should wait a few more years..."

"Who is it after all this talk?" Zhang Mo's gossiping heart was intrigued by her and she felt itchy.

"Well... I told you not to tell anyone else, and not to make fun of me." Juxiang said in a muffled voice.

Zhang Mo patted her chest and assured, "Don't worry, don't you know what kind of person I am?"

Juxiang bit her lower lip and whispered a name in her ear. Zhang Mo understood immediately and looked at her with a playful expression, "I thought so. So you have been together before. Don't worry, I will remember this. I will create more opportunities for you two to spend time together in the future. Young people should have a romantic relationship first. When the king returns, I will ask him to be a witness and officially accept you as my sister. As the younger sister of this princess, your status is completely worthy of that guy, but... you have to change your name. Take my surname, Zhang, and call yourself Zhang..."

As she spoke, a hint of mischief suddenly appeared on her face. "How about calling me Zhang Chunhua?"

Juxiang glanced at her with a puzzled look, then clasped her fists and bowed, "Thank you, Princess, for the name!"

Zhang Mo smiled and waved her hands, "No thanks, no thanks..."

The two were discussing their private affairs when a guard's voice came from outside the door, "Princess, General Qu has come with the Zhongshan traitor Gao Lan to request an audience!"

"Arriving so quickly?" Zhang Mo muttered, then ordered, "Call them in!"

She regained her composure and walked back to the upper seat to sit down. Juxiang also put on a cold face. Xu Chu heard the news and walked in from outside the yard. He and Juxiang stood on either side of Zhang Mo, one like a piece of wood and the other like a mountain.

After a while, Qu Yi brought Gao Lan in. Qu Yi casually bowed as a greeting, and Gao Lan bowed and said, "I am the guilty general Gao Lan, come here to accept the punishment!"

Zhang Mo didn't let him stand up, but instead asked Qu Yi, "You can't handle your subordinates? You have to bring them all the way from Zhongshan? Do you think I'm not busy enough?"

Qu Yi walked over to a nearby seat and sat down, explaining, "This guy said he was pretending to surrender to the enemy so he could help us catch the traitor. I can't tell if he's lying. You also asked my military advisor to be the governor, and I have no one to discuss this with. The king is away fighting again, so I'm afraid of killing a loyal and good person by mistake. I brought him here for the princess to make a decision. Besides, the matter in Zhongshan is basically settled, and I was planning to return to Weijun anyway, so I brought him here on the way."

"You and he are both former subordinates of Yuan Benchu. You should know exactly what kind of person he is. Moreover, you have been in Zhongshan for so long, and you should have known all the families there. How could you not know whether he was pretending or had long-standing rebellious intentions?"

Qu Yi muttered uncomfortably, "Well... people can change... and the Zhongshan rebels might lie..."

"There are so many reasons!" Zhang Mo glared at him dissatisfiedly, and looked at Gao Lan, who was burly and strong with a dark complexion. He and Zhang He, who had an elegant appearance and was eight feet tall, one black and one white, looked like the Black and White Impermanence of the underworld!

"General Gao, please stand up. First, tell me about the situation in Zhongshan Kingdom that day, from beginning to end, in every detail!"

Gao Lan stood up straight, looked up at her, then quickly lowered his head and told her everything about the rebellion in Zhongshan State.