Daqin Fusu: It is difficult to start the battle

Chapter 48
The tenth day of October in the first year of Qin II.

Xianyang Xingping County, calories.

Wearing a straight black train and a long crown, Fusu froze for a moment when he heard the name.

If it wasn't for Li Cheng and more than a dozen iron eagle warriors in civilian clothes, Fusu would just shout, burn my calories!
"Because it's right next to Chidao in the west of Xianyang City, this Liju is called Calorie...it's managed by Du Youting." After Li Cheng finished speaking, he looked around vigilantly.

Half an hour ago, Fusu proposed to visit incognito and take a tour around Xianyang.

Li Cheng didn't agree with anything, and Fusu wanted to go out no matter what, in the end the two each gave way, and the current scene came about.

However, they didn't go far when they were stopped by a dozen soldiers holding shields, crossbows, short spears and other weapons.

Crimson clothes, téng (téng), red headband... This is the outfit of the police uncle, no, the pavilion chief!Fu Su twitched the beard around his lips slightly, looking at the 'police sorghum' with the face of the enemy.

Du Youting came up, looked at Fusu and the others and asked, "Who are you waiting for and why are you staying here?"

When asking questions, he always put his hand on the hilt of his sword, fully alert.

Just now the head of the village reported that there were more than a dozen strong men loitering outside the inner wall. This is the 'crime of general yang (crime of loitering)' expressly prohibited by Qin law, so he brought people over to have a look.

As a pavilion chief who maintains law and order, this is his duty, and he has meritorious service in catching thieves, so he can be awarded a noble!
Fusu waved his hand to stop Li Cheng, stepped forward and replied, "Well... I am Zongzheng's relatives, Yingwen, from Xianyang, these are my followers, I have nothing to do today, I will come out to visit, by the way Watch the farmers plow the fields."

Zongzheng relatives?Ying Wen?It's all right, let's go around and watch the farmers plowing the fields by the way?

Heh, my disciples!

The head of the pavilion looked Fusu up and down, and thought to himself: He is nearly eight feet tall, with a strong build, and he looks like he has been trained; he has a straight black train and a long crown on his head, and he looks like a prince of the clan; I'm afraid I can change several sheep!
Fusu followed the gaze of the pavilion chief, and shouted in his heart that it's terrible, his own personality is about to collapse!
The jade pendant around his waist is one of the few pieces of jade that the first emperor cut off when he used the Heshibi to make the imperial seal. It is engraved with a black bird pattern.

But the head of the pavilion didn't seem to notice the abnormality, he crossed his hands and said: "Since you are a clan, can you have a photo?"

The so-called photo body, used by officials, is the same kind of identity card as the "examination" of common people. A solid bamboo board with the size of a palm is engraved with the name, place of origin and branded with the official seal. There are various special marks on it, indicating the rank of the official.

The pavilion chief took the photo and examined it carefully.

"Yingwen... from Xianyang... the official and noble... the fourth grandson of King Xiaowen, it's strange, why didn't he write the names of his father and ancestor? But the photo is indeed true!"

The pavilion leader handed the photo behind him, bowed and led the team away.

Fusu grinned, thinking, this is a false testimony made by Wang He himself, it cannot be truer!
He turned his head to look at Kaorie, who was wearing a wooden crown, and said, "Hey, is this the son you reported?"

His hair was all white, and he was limping forward with a blind eye and said: "I don't know if it's the son of the clan, what an offense!"

In contrast to Li Zheng's respect, there was a burly young man who said unhappily, "It's Li Zheng's duty to report suspicious people."

"Qi Lizheng made great contributions to destroying Chu with Marquis Wu Cheng, and the promotion will not change. All the injuries are caused by the Qin State! After being the official of the Qin State, your Excellency must have spoken a little rudely!"

Li Zheng turned around and scolded: "Ji Bu, don't talk too much!"

Fu Su Zheng straightened his clothes and bowed his hands to Li Zheng.

Li Zheng hurriedly stepped forward to help him: "Young Master ranks above me, I should be the one who salutes you!"

Fusu clasped his hands again and said: "It doesn't matter the title, I just worship my father for the country's merits!"

Fusu pointed to the farmland to the west and asked, "I don't know if the old man can deny the farmers who work on the ridges?"

Li Zheng smiled and said, "I know it, that's my son, Zhong Bao."

What a coincidence, isn't it?Zhongbao, does he have an older brother named Bohu... Fusu nodded and asked Lizheng to take him there. He wanted to know about the promotion of Quyuanli and Dongmai himself.

After Li Zheng readily agreed, he led Fusu and his party through the Li gate, out of the wall, and headed for the plowing fields.

The young man named Ji Bu also followed.

Fusu turned her head and glanced at him, but didn't take it to heart, the name Ji Bu was very familiar, the protagonist of the idiom Qianjin Yinuo.

But that Ji Bu is from Chu, so he should not appear in Guanzhong, and judging from his relationship with Li Zheng, it should be just the same name.

Along the road at the junction of various fields, I walked east for nearly a mile, and finally reached the place I wanted to go.

"Ah Weng!" The man supporting Qu Yuanli turned his head to say hello, and then continued to support Qu Yuanli to plow the field.

A six or seven-year-old boy, shirtless and wearing only a pair of shorts, walked unhurriedly, leading a strong ox.

The long-term sunshine is too abundant and the nutrition is insufficient, whether it is an adult or a child, it looks dark and thin.

According to what Li Zheng said, the second son of his family followed Meng Tian to fight against the Huns in the north a few years ago, and by chance hacked a Huns to death, and was made a public official. Acres of granted land.

But the [-] mu of land is on the other side, being cultivated by a bastard without a title.

Fusu nodded, but said nothing, sir, the twentieth rank of military merit is the lowest rank. In addition to the grant of land, he is ordered to have a hectare of land (100 mu) and a house (a land of 30 steps is a house). On the homestead, there is also a bastard (a common man without a title) who helps with farm work.

What he was thinking at this time was the difficulty of people's livelihood that Feng Jie and others had said to him on the day of Emperor Shihuang's funeral.

The juetian in front of me has a total of one hundred strips, each strip is called one mu, and each mu is one step wide, about 240 steps long, and one step is equal to six feet, which is equivalent to 1.38 meters in later generations.

Every two mu is separated by a small road 'Mo', and it is separated from other people's farmland by a three-step wide 'Qiao'.

This is the origin of the word 'Qianmo'.

A square mound of earth was piled up at the four corners of the field, which was called a 'seal', and four earthen walls called '埒(liè)' were used to connect the seals to mark the boundaries of the land.

But this is not important, what is important is that the one hundred acres of land in the Qin State, when converted into the size of later generations, should be around 30 acres.

Calculated, [-] square meters, [-] times the size of the Bird's Nest Stadium!

Such a large piece of land can't support a family of five?
(End of this chapter)