Great Warriors of Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 8

"I think this little girl named Hong Xian is pretty good. It would be beautiful if she could marry her."

Luo Qi's age was about the same as Luo Feng's, just over half a month younger. Although he had only entered the middle-aged male category when he turned sixteen, for a precocious country boy, this age has reached the age where he can be said to be married Even in some families with good conditions, men start talking about kissing when they are over fifteen years old.

"What's the matter? She looks thin and thin like a firewood stick. She can't afford a bucket and can't firewood. Seeing that her crotch is also young, she will definitely not be able to give birth in the future. Besides, this red-line girl is the county magistrate's daughter. Maid, she must be a lowly slave. According to the law of the Sui Dynasty, good and low do not marry, and a good man is not allowed to marry a lowly woman. Otherwise, he will be whipped first and then discipled. Don’t you remember it?” Uncle Luo raised his hand in Xiaoqi’s hand. Two violent chestnuts were knocked on the head, and he taught dissatisfiedly.

There were many slaves in the Sui Dynasty, and slaves were listed as lowly in the household registration. The law also stipulated that good people were not allowed to marry lowly women, otherwise they would have to be punished and sent to reform through labor and be sentenced to an invalid marriage.

Good and low do not marry, so it is a very strict red line, even ordinary people and villagers, even if they can't afford a wife, they can't marry a lowly female servant.

It's not good to look good.

Besides, according to Luo Sanshu's point of view, this red-line girl has a slightly better-looking face, but her body is too weak. This kind of woman can't work, let alone have children, so she is not the standard of a good daughter-in-law.

"Our county magistrate's daughter is quite generous. She actually gave so many golden leaves to Xiao Wu. I guess it's worth [-] yuan. Xiao Wu has made a fortune." Compared with the maid of the county magistrate's daughter, the third uncle is more I am interested in the golden leaves presented to Luo Wu by the county magistrate's daughter.

Luo Feng followed the crowd into Zhangqiu County, he was slightly disappointed when he saw this county for the first time.It is said to be a county town, but it is actually very small, even the city walls are made of earth, and there are no tall gates and buildings. From a distance, it looks like a big earth surround, but from a close look, it looks like the gate of a farmhouse.

This is actually a very young county.

In the Han Dynasty, the central part of Zhangqiu County was Yangqiu County, the north was Jian County and Yi County, and the south was Tugu County. Houyangqiu and Yi County were merged into Dongchaoyang County, and Dongchaoyang County belonged to Le'an State in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.In the Liu Song Dynasty of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Dong Chaoyang County was changed to Chaoyang County, which belonged to Qi County.

Chaoyang was abolished in the Northern Qi Dynasty and Gaotang County was established, and Huijun Town was governed. In the seventh year of Tianbao in the Northern Qi Dynasty, it was moved to govern Zhangqiu Mountain and built a city in the south.

In the 16th year of the Kaihuang period of the Sui Dynasty, Bozhou also had Gaotang, and it was changed to Zhangqiu County, and the name of the county was taken from Beishan.

Therefore, it has only been 60 or [-] years since the county government of Shiqian in the Northern Qi Dynasty came here to build the city, and the name of Zhangqiu is only [-] years.

Bordering on the North China Plain, Zhangqiu County is located at the northern foot of the Taiyi Mountains, where mountains, hills, and plains each account for one-third.

The typical land is narrow and the population is wide, but the county is small.

It was already dark when entering the city, the city gates were closed and guarded.

The arrival of the brigade made the city jump for a while, and it took a long time to check and confirm their identities and hurriedly opened the city gate to welcome them.

"It's getting late, Mr. Zhang asked you to rest temporarily in the county for the night, tomorrow will deal with the blue-faced ghost in public, and reward you for your merits."

An entourage of the county magistrate came to inform them, and personally placed them in a warehouse in the county to rest.

Luo Feng and the others were all tired from the long journey for the past few days, and today they encountered bandits attacking halfway, so they had no objection to the county magistrate's arrangement.

County magistrate Zhang arranged a good place, with beds and bunks, and food was delivered.There were not only soup cakes boiled with white flour, but also several dishes, and a jug of wine was brought. Xi's third uncle and Xiao Qi were very excited.

Originally, the county magistrate asked Qin Qiong and Luo Feng to go to the yamen for a banquet, saying that they were to accompany Zhang Juncheng, but Qin Qiong refused, and Luo Feng followed suit.

Although I admire and admire Zhang Xutuo in my heart, after all, the difference in status is too great. He is the magistrate of a county, and he is just a kid who has just grown hair on his mouth. , I was too lazy to go.

Qin Qiong is a very unassuming person. Although the Qin family has not fallen much since the Northern Qi Dynasty, especially since the death of his father, the Qin family in Licheng has become worse day by day, but no matter how skinny a camel is, it is bigger than a horse. .

The Qin family in Licheng can be regarded as a local tyrant, even a famous local noble family, and Luo Feng and the others are pure mud-legged peasants, especially except for the third uncle, the others are all Some half-sized children with half-haired hair.

But Qin Qiong still declined the county magistrate's arrangement, and offered to live in this warehouse with Luo Feng and the others.

With the dim oil lamps on, everyone happily ate soup cakes with large pottery bowls.

The so-called soup cakes are actually boiled noodles, but the Sui people like to call pasta various cakes, such as noodles called soup cakes, steamed buns called steamed cakes, and sesame cakes, pancakes, etc.

The soup cakes they eat today, also called Butuo, are similar to ramen.After kneading the noodles, wrestle with your hands and cook them in the soup without using a knife.

In Luo Feng's opinion, isn't this just ramen, or hand-rolled noodle soup?

The big pottery bowl can hold at least two or three catties, one-third of which is soup, and two-thirds is soup. After a few bites, he felt that the noodles were boiled in suet and sprinkled with green oil chopped green onion.

When you are hungry and hungry, it is really a pleasure to eat with such a large and steaming bowl.

Although it is a pity that there is no red oil and spicy noodles, and no meat sausages, it is indeed very satisfying.

Uncle Luo and the others were even more like reincarnated hungry ghosts. Such a big pottery bowl weighed more than three catties even with soup and water, but they ate it up in a few breaths.

Qin Qiong also eats a lot, and the speed is also very fast.

On the contrary, Luo Feng seemed too gentle when he ate. As a result, when he was still eating the noodles, the few appetizers were also swept away by them. When he finished eating the noodles, the few dishes There was nothing left in the bowl, which made him helplessly smile.

"The wine and food are really good. It's been a long time since I've eaten this good." The third uncle patted his belly and recalled after eating and drinking, "I remember that it was a few years ago, when the current emperor had just ascended the throne, and Xiao Wu and I My father and I were conscripted by the county to transport a batch of tribute to Chang'an, and after the mission, the higher-ups rewarded us with a meal of wine and meat, which was very rich..."

"What did you eat?" Xiao Jiu's eyes lit up, as if everything about food could always attract this tall and thin boy.

On the other side, Luo Feng and Qin Qiong were drinking and chatting while leaning on the straw-covered bunk with a small bowl of wine.

Qin Qiong talked to Luo Feng about what he had seen and heard in the army, while Luo Feng tried hard to recall his previous life in this body, farming, blacksmithing, and helping the landlord's house. Life seemed to be a simple repetition, day after day, Year after year, until now he appeared.

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