Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

Gaoyang County Government Office.

Han Ye was sitting in the guest hall, drinking bowl after bowl of wine, while the Gaoyang County Magistrate was circling in front of him.

"Brother, I feel dizzy from drinking if you keep turning like this! Take a break!" Han Ye had just escaped death. If Gao Fei hadn't been injured, he might not have had the chance to sit here and drink.

The Gaoyang County Magistrate pointed at him and cursed, "You, you, you, why don't you just go to hell! You're clearly trying to bring trouble upon me!"

The county magistrate had a white beard and silver threads reflected under his official hat. He must be over fifty years old.

"Don't think you can die without any evidence. Mr. Wang has been arrested, and the account book in his hand contains more than just mine!" Han Ye finished the wine in the bowl in one gulp and looked at the Gaoyang County Magistrate with a gloating look.

The Gaoyang County Magistrate fell into deep thought, then said, "There's no news from the prince. He keeps asking for goods every day, but if something really happens, he won't do anything."

Han Ye pretended to be aggrieved, spread his hands, and said, "Yeah, I ran to you because I had no other choice. I won't just wait for death!"

The Gaoyang County Magistrate came up with a plan: "The Yunzhou Tongzhi should still be investigating your accounts. Why don't we flee to Xilong first?"

Han Ye immediately extinguished this thought: "Haha, Xilong? Considering the relationship between Prince An and Prince Jin, how many times can your old bones die?"

The county magistrate wanted nothing more than to flee: "Go north? To Rongdi? With my family wealth, I could become a wealthy businessman there!"

Han Ye actually supported him now. "Well, treason is good, then all nine clans will be executed, and there will be no more desire in the Central Plains. Then you can be a second-class citizen in Rongdi and pay tribute to their Rong Khan every year. Fine, go ahead!"

The Gaoyang County Magistrate heard Han Ye's mockery and angrily pointed at Han Ye and cursed, "You! You committed suicide in your water fort, and now you want to drag me down with you."

Han Ye revealed the only solution: "There are still a thousand defenders in the city. Either defend it to the death or wait for death!"

"Those thousand soldiers won't listen to you or me!"

The garrisons of all counties in Yunzhou are under the command of the garrison general of the prefecture.

Han Ye's words were full of sarcasm: "Pang Lu, give him a thousand taels and see if he will do it. I am more familiar with dealing with this person than you are."

The magistrate of Gaoyang County now hated the man in front of him, but was also afraid that he would abandon him.

……

After a while, Pang Lu arrived at the county government office.

Doesn't the county magistrate usually live in a private residence? Why is he in the county government office tonight? Pang Lu walked in with confusion.

"The county magistrate summoned me here. What can I do for you?" Pang Lu greeted him with a smile, although he was a serious captain with the rank of sixth grade.

However, after the prime minister of the time reformed the military system, local civil officials also had the right to dispatch military generals and supervise the promotion of local military generals. From then on, military generals were inferior to civil officials.

The Gaoyang County Magistrate feigned composure, his hands behind his back, as he spoke, "I've received a tip from an informant that the Rong troops will arrive in Gaoyang soon. I'm ordering you to mobilize the garrison, hold the city, and repair fortifications!"

Pang Lu wanted to laugh: Did I hear correctly? In the middle of summer, the Rong people are attacking?

Pang Lu asked, "Who did the County Magistrate receive the secret report from? Is the information accurate?"

"My informant has been lurking in the enemy country for years, so he's certainly trustworthy. General Pang Qian, don't worry, just get ready!" He then picked up a brocade box from the table. "This is a small gift from me. I hope the soldiers will work together and bravely defeat the enemy!"

Pang Lu carefully opened the box and saw a thick stack of silver bills inside. The number on it made him open his eyes wide - a full one thousand taels!

"Understood, don't worry, sir. I will arrange it right away!"

Pang Lu hurriedly left the county government office and rushed to the city gate guard post without stopping.

After Pang Lu left, Han Ye walked in from the side of the living room.

Han Ye smiled and said, "Look, for only one thousand taels, he can sell out his master for fame and fortune, just like he did before and he still does now!"

"Sir Han, that's great!" The magistrate of Gaoyang County couldn't help but give Han Ye a thumbs up.

……

Pang Lu woke up Gao Fei who was dozing on the kang and told him everything that had happened.

Pang Lu counted the banknotes one by one: "This county magistrate is usually very stingy, but today he took out a thousand taels. There must be something fishy going on!"

Gao Fei nodded in agreement.

Pang Lu clenched his fist and asked, "What should we do now? Should we just surround the county government office?"

Gao Fei chuckled and then took out a notebook.

"Please enter the urn!"

Rather than alerting the enemy, it is better to lure him into a trap.

Mobilizing troops will inevitably alarm Han Ye, so it is better to let him come in person!

……

In the private residence of the county magistrate, several brothel girls were dancing in the middle of the yard, and Han Ye and the county magistrate were sitting at the top.

Han Ye couldn't sleep, so he asked the Gaoyang County Magistrate to find a group of girls to entertain him.

At this moment, a servant came over and whispered something to the magistrate. Han Ye slammed the table and roared, "If you have to fart, do it in front of me, don't whisper in my ear!"

The county magistrate winked at him, signaling him to speak out if he had anything to say.

The servant shouted, "General Pang Qian sent someone to report that there's a man named Gao Fei outside the city who wants to exchange your nephew and your advisor for Lord Han!"

"High or not!"

Han Ye is a little scared when he hears this name now.

The county magistrate was stunned for a moment, then slammed the table and cursed, "This is ridiculous!"

The servant had no tact at all. He slammed the table and told the Gaoyang County Magistrate what he was thinking, "Master, I think it's worth it to trade two of them for one of us!"

Han Ye grabbed the servant's neck and twisted it hard, and the sound of broken bones echoed throughout the venue.

The dancers were frightened out of their wits.

"You are a defeated general who really overestimates your own abilities. I'd like to see who can take my life tonight!" After saying that, he went straight to the city gate.

In fact, Han Ye is now very suspicious. He is afraid that if he stays in the county magistrate's house any longer, the county magistrate will really use him to exchange for his nephew and his legal advisor.

At the city gate, Pang Lu was overjoyed to see Han Ye rushing towards the gate, and gave Gao Fei a thumbs up.

"Mr. Gao, you are really tall. Han Ye is really here."

Han Ye walked to the city gate and found that the surroundings were unusually quiet, and doubts suddenly arose in his heart.

He looked around and suddenly felt a dangerous aura.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the soldiers on the city wall appeared and surrounded him.

Pang Lu looked at him with a sneer.

Han Ye realized that he had fallen into a trap, but he pretended to be calm and looked at Pang Lu with disdain.

"My Lord Han, it's been a long time since we last met." Pang Lu bowed and walked towards Han Ye.

"Pang Lu, what do you mean? Do you think you can go against me?" Han Ye asked angrily.

"Of course I can't, but Lord Gao can!" As soon as Pang Lu finished speaking, Gao Fei appeared directly in front of him.

Han Ye looked at Gao Fei's surprised face, while Gao Fei seemed much calmer.

This time Gao Fei changed his equipment. He was holding a steel knife before, but now he was holding a spear.

Cold sweat was already dripping down Han Ye's forehead.