Luo Chong was quite pleased when he heard that officials had come to pay him New Year's respects and present gifts. This was the first time it had happened since the Han Tribe was established.
The main reason was that the Eight Commanderies of Hanyang had now all settled into proper operation. Even Nanzhang Commandery, the last to be established, had already been around for over a year. On top of that, Luo Chong had not built any new cities in the Eight Commanderies of Hanyang this year, so the officials everywhere were not particularly busy. Those who needed vacations took them, the people were living and working in peace, and there was no land to clear. There was nothing for the officials to worry about, so they naturally had spare time to think about other things—such as preparing gifts for Luo Chong.
Luo Chong was rather looking forward to their gifts. He wondered what they had prepared for him!
When he had the maid call the visitors inside, Luo Chong also rose and carried Luo Lan to the entrance of the reception hall to welcome them.
He had heard that several prefects were coming, but he had not expected the first person through the door to be Lame, dressed in brocade robes and fox fur. He had brought his wife and his four-year-old son as well.
The man had originally been a lifelong bachelor. Because of his lame leg, he had never found a woman willing to marry him. But after the Han Tribe grew stronger and absorbed a great many people, Lame had already given up on finding a wife. He was no longer young, and he thought that when he grew old, he would not even have anyone to care for him. Now that living conditions had