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Chapter 687

November [-]th, Hanzhong.

On Tianhan Street, Hao Erfu walked by with his son Hao Gouer.

The father and son were originally from Guanzhong, and they fled to Hanzhong last July.

When he first came here, he was resettled by the government, and Hao Erfu dug a cellar outside the city to live in.

He is a diligent man, he rented seven acres of land, and in his free time he went to the workshop outside the city to do some manual labor. Hard work is hard work. Now a year or so has passed, and he has harvested a crop of winter wheat and another crop of early rice. The days will get better.

After paying the land rent, he left the rations of the father and son, sold the rest of the food, and built a hut. Seeing that he had some spare money, Hao Erfu thought of going to the city to add clothes for Hao Gou'er.

He walked on the long street, looked around from time to time, and finally walked into a tailor shop.

Hao Gou'er took a look and saw that the clothes in this shop were already made, he was quite curious, and was about to reach out to touch them, when Hao Erfu hit him.

"Don't touch it, it's dirty."

Hao Erfu explained in a low voice, staring blankly at the ready-made garment, seeing that although it was made of linen, the stitches were delicate, and he didn't know how much it cost, so he hesitated for a while.

The clothing store has a good business. A clerk was sitting behind the cabinet to pay the bill. After a while, he turned his head and asked, "Does the guest want to buy clothes?"

Hao Erfu spoke with a Guanzhong accent, pointed to a suit that looked quite suitable for Hao Gou'er, and asked, "How much is this finished dress?"

The guy glanced at it, raised his finger and pointed to another cotton-padded coat hanging on the wall, and said, "It's cold in winter, please buy a cotton-padded coat for my baby, oh, it's also called Jibei clothes, it's warm."

"How much... how much?"

"Two hundred texts."

The guy was also busy, so he turned around and paid the bill after he answered.

Hao Erfu was stunned, a little surprised that the thick clothes were so cheap, he hurriedly took out two hundred copper coins and wiped them, squeezed behind the people in line and handed them to the guy.

Hao Gou'er pulled him.

"Buy something for daddy to wear. Dad went to the workshop and came back at night. I'm in the new house, wrapped in a quilt, so it's not cold."

Hao Erfu patted his son's head, because he still had six copper coins in his arms, he had a lot of confidence, and impulsively said: "Buy them all, buy them all."

He is rarely rich.

When checking out, the guy said with a smile: "If the guest officer thinks it's good, you can prepare two more clothes for washing. The clothes in our store only make a small profit, so that the people in Hanzhong can spend the winter comfortably, and it is also to set the price of clothes on the market." .”

Hao Erfu couldn't understand this, he only felt that the other party wanted to coax his hard-earned money, so he shook his head and rejected the proposal.

Before leaving the store, he asked Hao Gou'er to put on new clothes to keep him warm.

He himself was reluctant to put it on, for fear of getting it dirty...

The father and son bought some new year's goods, and each carried a basket in front of them.

It's rare to go to the city once. I just wanted to go out and buy some random things, but I didn't expect that many items were cheaper than expected, and there were many things missing at home. Unknowingly, I went shopping until dusk.

Seeing Hao Gou'er greedy for the pot-side oil flower seeds on the street, Hao Erfu gritted his teeth and decided to eat in the city today before going home.

I sat down at the small stall, and not long after, I saw a group of chariots and horses coming in from Zhenwu Gate in the west, and walking slowly towards the East Street.

Seeing the excitement on the street, Hao Erfu didn't go up to watch, but quickly looked down at his basket.

"Here's a bowl of Youhuazi... My brother, there's no room left, so let me make a table?"

A man asked casually, and sat down opposite Hao Erfu.

"Good."

"Looking at the battle, it must be Li Jieshuai who has returned to the city, right?"

Hao Erfu glanced back, scratched his head, and replied, "I don't know."

"Brother is not from Hanzhong?"

"Uh, I'm from Weinan in Guanzhong. Last year, Mongolia fought a war and came here after fleeing." Hao Erfu thought for a while, and still remembered that an officer named He Shun coaxed him to come here.

He wanted to buy some New Year's goods for the other party today, but he didn't know where to find that benefactor again.

"Then brother didn't want to go back to Guanzhong?" the man opposite asked again.

Hao Erfu was stunned for a moment, and replied: "The life is easy. I have planted the land and built a house, but I can't walk such a long distance."

"But I heard that Li Jieshuai seems to have regained Guanzhong?"

Hao Erfu was very surprised, but finally shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it."

"Really? Brother thinks Li Jieshuai is a good official?"

"That must be a good official." Hao Erfu said: "I have never met Li Jieshuai, but I have seen Nanzheng Lu Zhi County. When I first came, Lu Zhi County gave me a house, a tenanted field, good land, and the canal was cultivated. Well, the land rent is not overpaid, and Hanzhong is full of good officials."

"Yes, if you are an official, you can fix the water conservancy, prevent thieves, don't disturb the people much, and the people's life will be easier."

Hao Erfu was startled, and hurriedly said: "You guys, don't talk about government affairs."

The man smiled, and took the oil flower seeds from the stall owner, but he was not in a hurry to eat, he just looked at the motorcade passing the long street, talking casually.

"It doesn't matter, this Hanzhong City doesn't care what our common people say. By the way, the Eighteenth Realm Club can't be used in Sichuan and Shu?"

"I don't know what a meeting is. I have always used copper coins." After Hao Erfu finished speaking, he hurriedly clarified, saying: "Oh, I have no money."

"I do have money, it's too inconvenient to carry it with me, but I don't accept meetings everywhere."

Hao Erfu didn't understand this distress, so he just let out an "oh".

The man refused to eat the oily seeds in front of him, and asked with a smile as if casually.

"Brother, do you think you are a citizen of Song Dynasty?"

Hao Erfu was taken aback for a moment, but couldn't answer for a moment.

He really hadn't thought about this issue. In the past year and a half, he was busy every day. Seeing the progress of the day, he didn't think about anything else.

"Uh... uh, right? I have a household registration."

The man leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Brother, can you sell me the household registration document? Offer me a price."

Hao Erfu was startled, his eyes widened.

"Big brother, what are you doing with this thing?"

"It's time to find a petty official."

"That's easy, big brother, get a household registration, wait a year..."

"I just can't wait, will my brother sell it?"

"It will definitely be found out." Hao Erfu shook his head quickly, and ate while pressing Hao Gou'er.

When he raised his head again, the man on the opposite side had disappeared, leaving only a bowl of untouched oil flower seeds.

Hao Erfu was staring at the bowl in a daze, when a knife was already on the table, he couldn't help being startled.

"Uh, no... I didn't want to eat your oil flower... Huh, Brother He?"

In front of him was actually He Shun who had taken him to escape to Guanzhong.

He Shun didn't wear armor, but changed into a brand new military uniform. He looked majestic, pointed at Hao Erfu, and said with a smile, "I said you look familiar. You are my benefactor. What's your name?"

"Hao Erfu." Hao Erfu didn't feel slighted, and said joyfully, "Brother He is at Ziwu Pass, isn't he? I'm just about to give you something for the New Year. I have a piece of bacon at home..."

"No." He Shun said with a smile, "I've been promoted a long time ago."

He casually threw a few pennies on the table, picked up the bowl of Youhuazi and ate it.

"Brother, this Youhuazi was alone just now, and he asked to buy a household registration..."

"I see, sneaky, run away when you see me, don't pay attention to him."

Hao Erfu was shocked, and asked, "Are you really a thief?"

"What did he ask you?"

Hao Erfu talked from the beginning to the end, and he felt that the man just now was a little strange.

But He Shun waved his hands indifferently, and said, "Don't pay attention to him, what ability can someone from the east do?"

"Brother means..."

"Let me ask you, how are you doing?"

"Of course."

"How are your neighbors doing?"

"That's fine too."

He Shun grinned and said, "That's it. Since this is the case, what big disturbance can the little fish and shrimp from the east make? Oh, by the way, are you a widower?"

This question was too direct, Hao Erfu was taken aback, thinking of the dead mother-in-law, very sad.

He Shun said carelessly: "The government here, I hope you widows and widows can still remarry and remarry. The population is small. It's not forcing you, but it is beneficial to remarry anyway."

Hao Erfu scratched his head, not knowing what to say for a moment.

He still remembered the dead woman in his heart, but he was an honest and obedient person after all. After returning home that day, he went to the head of the workshop and expressed his willingness to marry another woman according to what He Shun said.

Within a few days, a matchmaker came to his door and set up a bridge for him. She found a widow named Xu who worked in Yijiafang, and they got married easily.

Hao Erfu also forgot to ask what benefits the government could give him if he married another wife.

But on the night of getting married, Xu said, "The government hopes that our life will be easier", and Hao Erfu felt at ease.

Taking root on the ground, he felt that he was also a Shu person...

~~
Chengdu.

Zhang Jue read a long letter again, and his eyes were filled with thought.

The letter was a secret letter, written by Cheng Yuanfeng himself, and the content was simple to say the least. I was very worried that Li Xia might have unruly intentions, so I asked him about it, and hoped that he would put the Great Song Society as the most important thing.

Zhang Jue really hadn't thought about these things before.

He started at the end of his life and spent half his life in Diaoyu City. In the past two years, he only thought about managing Chengdu Fulu.

I have to start thinking about this from now on...

After thinking about it, Zhang Jue finally got up, changed into plain clothes, and walked out without any entourage.

I bought two jugs of turbid wine in Xicheng, cut a few catties of pork head meat, left the city, and went all the way to the Qingshui River, where I saw a house in the field.

Zhang Jue entered one of them, and saw an old farmer feeding chickens in the yard.

"Mr. Jiang."

"The pacifier is here."

"I brought two jugs of wine, please warm Jiang Laowen."

Zhang Jue passed the food and wine, and naturally took the dried earthworms from the old farmer, fed them to the chickens, and entered the house.

There was a memorial tablet on the incense table in the main room. Zhang Jue first poured a glass of wine and placed it in front of the memorial tablet. He saluted after looking at the words "Spiritual tablet of Duke Yu Jie, the former general of Sichuan in the Song Dynasty" before turning around and sitting at the table. Down.

"The imperial court has rehabilitated Yu Shuai, and when we build an ancestral hall in Chengdu, let's move the tablet there."

"The appeasement envoy rarely comes here when he is free. Isn't it just to talk about this?"

Zhang Jue smiled wryly, and said, "I have encountered a problem recently, and I want to ask Mr. Jiang."

The old farmer in front of him was named Jiang Kai, who was the warden under Yu Jie's curtain and had only come down from Jiuding City last year.

While the two were drinking, Zhang Jue elaborated on recent events...

"The appeasement envoy thinks that Li Jieshuai really has objections?"

"I don't know... Maybe there is, what does Jiang Lao think?"

Jiang Kai didn't answer, but raised his finger to the outside of the courtyard.

Zhang Jue turned his head and saw a few farmers passing by with hoes on their shoulders, looking quite cheerful.

"Last year when we were asked to come down from Jiuding City, the old man still murmured in his heart, thinking about abandoning the mountain city, what should we do if the Mongolian people came to attack us, but this year, we heard that Longxi has been recovered, so let people feel at ease. .”

Jiang Kai answered irrelevant questions, but he talked about various trivial things that happened in the past year. A certain child who lived in the neighborhood grew taller again. There are five eggs in the world.

At the end, he said slowly: "There is still a lot of food grown in the fertile field in Chengdu. What the people of Shu want is very simple. They live a stable life and live well, regardless of whether they get right or wrong in the temple. The old man is from Quzhou, Zhejiang, and Fengxiang is the pacifier. The people in the government are already from Shu, so shouldn't they be considered for the people of Shu."

"But I live on the imperial salary. If there is a rebellion, I have the duty to put down the rebellion."

"Has Li Jieshuai betrayed?" Jiang Kai asked.

Zhang Jue shook his head, and said: "Your Minister means that the officials want to recruit Li Jieshuai to return to court, but they are afraid that Li Jieshuai will not go."

Jiang Kai asked: "If you don't go, you're a traitor?"

"If the government issues an edict and he doesn't go, that's treason."

"But the government hasn't issued an edict yet, has it?"

Zhang Jue shook his head and drank a glass of wine, still feeling that the doubts in his mind had not been answered.

Holding the wine glass in his mouth, Jiang Kai asked, "I don't know Li Jieshuai well, so I just ask the comforter, these things in recent years, can someone else do it?"

"I can't do it." Zhang Jue said: "To put it bluntly, in terms of generals in Sichuan and Shu, no one can compare to me except Li Jieshuai and General Wang. If the Mongolian army enters Shu again, I am not sure to defend it, let alone call it The people of Chengdu live in peace. Speaking of this, when Li Jieshuai said to move the people down the mountain, I thought it was to reduce the constraints of the court. But if... I really don't want to be a traitor..."

Jiang Kai waved his hand and didn't want to say much.

"I'm in a dilemma. Does Mr. Jiang have a good plan to teach me?" Zhang Jue asked again.

Jiang Kai then turned his head, looked at the tablet on the incense table, and murmured: "The comforter didn't ask others, but came to ask the old man. But the old man hopes that there is still a chance to be as embarrassing as the comforter."

Zhang Jue was a little puzzled when he heard this.

"I think of Yu Shuai's self-narration in his poems." Jiang Kai sighed, "A heroic courage, a seven-foot husband's body. The emperor was born with me, I don't know what this means?"

Zhang Jue gradually understood, and later found that before he came, he already had the answer in his heart.

It was night, when he returned to the mansion, he learned that a messenger was waiting in the side hall. After meeting, he handed over a letter from Li Xia.

……

"Brother Junyu sees the letter as if he has met. I have received a letter from Lin'an recently. If you invite me to return to the court, I will not go until the governance of Shu is effective. Brother, if you hear that I have disobedience, don't bother, just keep the peace and prosperity. Let’s see, the princes in the temple, do you have the guts to turn against us? I’ve been busy recently, and after the New Year’s Eve, I will go to Chengdu for an interview.”

Every sentence is plain language, and no one has been found to represent it.

After Zhang Jue looked at it, he was hesitant in his heart.

Cheng Yuanfeng's long letter said a lot, and the words were sincere, but the attitude he expressed... seemed to have no confidence in the current emperor of the Song Dynasty, and was deeply afraid that the emperor would not be able to control the generals.

Worry and sorrow, worry about gains and losses.

And Zhang Jue is also a military commander himself, so he naturally dislikes this kind of suspicion.

Li Xia didn't say much, not even a single explanation, but the lines between the lines were full of confidence and openness, with a hint of disdain.

Judgment over...

(End of this chapter)