When Luo Chong asked about the Youqiao Clan, Dashu immediately answered.
"Reporting to the chieftain, the Youqiao Clan's tribe has been under You Zhi's management from the very beginning. He never handed it over to me. Back then, You Zhi only took ten households of immigrants from me. I didn't manage anything after that.
"However, I heard that the Youqiao Clan's settlement hasn't expanded. I suppose they haven't brought over the remaining people yet." Dashu spoke honestly.
Luo Chong nodded in understanding without blaming him. Dashu had too many matters to manage. A tiny Youqiao Clan was not worth troubling such an important prefect over.
The train traveled at a steady speed. Luo Chong and Dashu chatted leisurely in the special carriage, discussing everything from the Han Tribe's level of scientific and technological development to its population growth, from the industrial layout in the south to the future administrative institutions of the empire's central government.
When Luo Chong revealed the concept of an empire and roughly explained the functions and operations he envisioned for the Three Departments, Six Ministries, Nine Institutes, and One Agency, Dashu's eyes instantly widened in shock.
Dashu had originally thought that within the Han Tribe's tribal organization, aside from the supreme chieftain, the highest official would probably be the Provincial Governor. Becoming a prefect in charge of one region would already make someone a top-ranking frontier official throughout the tribe. But now, it seemed that a Provincial Governor could at most be considered a local official!
If the imperial center the chieftain had described were truly established, how many more official positions would be created? And how high might he himself climb in the future?
Considering Dashu's seniority in the Han Tribe and his ability in administration, it would be no exaggeration to say that if