Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 119 The Proposition Is Too Big
Fan Zheng tapped Tie Xiaozhuang three times on the back of the head, but Tie Xiaozhuang didn't notice it at all.

This kid, he can't comprehend emptiness!
"Don't worry, call me uncle, I brought you out on purpose, I really thought I was just taking you for fun?" Fan Zheng laughed. "Do you really think I don't know that your calculations are inaccurate? This is not the way you want to go. Learning is just gaining insight."

Tie Xiaozhuang instantly showed a bright smile.

Hey, the heartless skin monkey is just easy to coax.

Fan Zheng is still considering Tie Xiaozhuang's future, so he can't give a definite answer, but an official status is absolutely guaranteed.

If you can't do this, why bother?

Even Wu Sang and Fan Zheng thought about it.

Gender is not a problem. Thanks to Princess Pingyangzhao, there were female officials in the Tang Dynasty, but they were usually assistant officials.

It can't be said that the founding of the country used the Detachment of Women, and the peace of the world will ignore all the members of the Detachment of Women, right?

In the main room, Wan Nian Ling Qi Guanzhi, who was dressed in normal clothes, sat at the guest seat with the potbellied Liao Teng, accompanied by Fan Laoshi, and Ku Zhenzhen hurriedly cooked tea.

Ordinary tea is indeed much cheaper than ordinary wine, but many people have not developed the habit of drinking tea, otherwise Ku Zhenzhen would not be so unfamiliar.

Ku Zhenzhen's reconciliation was handled by Liao Teng, so he is no stranger to them, and occasionally they would chat with each other.

Fan Laoshi didn't talk much, but he and Qi Guanzhi talked back and forth, so he wouldn't show timidity.

"Mingfu, Liao Weng, is there something wrong?"

Fan Zheng slapped Tie Xiaozhuang on the shoulder, and Tie Xiaozhuang hopped around looking for snacks from his aunt, which was quite similar to Fan Zheng back then.

Sitting down, taking the tea soup presented by Ku Zhenzhen, Fan Zheng couldn't help laughing.

It's not that Ku Zhenzhen made such a low-level mistake, it's just that she didn't grasp the amount of glutinous rice, and the good tea soup was thickened, and it looked like porridge.

As for the taste, how should I put it, a person with good cooking skills can basically drink tea soup for the first time.

Looking at Ku Zhenzhen who was restless, Fan Zheng said, "This is the first time I have cooked it to this level, and it is barely qualified. Remember, the water has a slight boiling sound, and the small turbulence is the first boil, add salt; the water drops on the side of the pot, it is the second boil. , beat water out of it, and pour it back into the middle of the soup; the waves and tumbling are the third boil, and the water is too old to be used.”

"The first time I boiled, there was a black film of water on the soup, and the taste was not right. I had to throw it out. One liter of tea soup should only be divided into five bowls. If there are more guests, add the stove."

Fan Zheng also wanted to talk about cooking with charcoal, thinking about the animal charcoal workshop in Dunhuafang, shut up.

It is impossible to have free animal charcoal, and to buy charcoal hypocritically.

There are differences in the tea soup made by the two kinds of charcoal fire, but people who are not too picky can't taste it.

Qi Guanzhi was delighted when he heard it: "Not bad, not bad! This trivia is always lingering in my mind, but it's hard to blurt it out. The Supervising Censor is a refined scholar!"

Qi Guanzhi talked about him from left to right, but Liao Teng could only speak: "Does the Supervising Censor know about Ashina's association with Er Jiucheng Palace?"

Fan Zheng pretended to be at a loss: "Didn't you kill Ashina Jisheer and send Ashina Horo Falcon to the south of the Five Ridges?"

He wasn't stupid enough to say what he had expected, otherwise he would have to peel off his skin if he didn't die, reminding Fan Sheng that he was taking a big risk.

Qi Guanzhi said: "When the Turks were destroyed, the tribes either went to the Western Regions, or voted for Xue Yantuo, or voted for the Tang Dynasty. The court has three opinions on the resettlement of the Turks. One is to resettle them in Yanzhou and Yuzhou, Henan Province, to fill the population vacancies, and to live scattered in various states. County, let them switch to farming and weaving..."

Before Fan Zheng could speak, Fan Laoshi slapped angrily, the tea bowl trembled, and the tea table moaned faintly.

"These bastards! Is it not enough to dislike the five beards?"

Qi Guanzhi sighed: "Secondly, Zhongshu ordered Wen Yanbo to propose that they be placed on the bank of the Yellow River, under the Wuyuan Fortress, and still let them maintain their original division and establishment, live as nomads, and not change their customs, so that they can become the Tang dynasty barrier."

"Third is the suggestion of the Secretary Supervisor Wei Zheng to let the Turkic people return to their original places, set up counties and counties in the south of the Yellow River to accommodate refugees, and beware of raising tigers."

"However, His Majesty adopted the gentle strategy of Shuofang and Yunzhong to accept the Turks. Now that Ashina has formed a rebellion, will His Majesty's attitude towards the Turks change?"

The Fan family father and son looked at each other, and Fan Zheng said cautiously: "This proposition is too big, I can't handle it!"

Among the three strategies, the first strategy is either stupid or bad.

The second and third strategies each have their advantages and disadvantages. You cannot say that Wen Yanbo's proposition must be broken.

Because, from Yunzhong, Shuofang to Jiuyuan, grasslands, deserts, and Gobi are intertwined, which is not suitable for large-scale farming. If the Tang Dynasty occupies it, the extravagance will be a large number, and there is not much profit.

Wei Zheng's claim is very reasonable when analyzed from the perspective of territorial security. How can you allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch!

Fan Zheng didn't want to say it because he guessed the holy will, and it would be a big trouble to say it.

Besides, this kind of big event has nothing to do with you, the county magistrate of Wupin Fuguo?
Qi Guanzhi was helpless: "I really have nothing to do with this matter, but who has no relatives? There are a few poor relatives who are greedy for Shuofang's land."

That's right, otherwise it would be scary for you to bring this up abruptly.

Adjacent to the Maosuwu Desert, can Shuofang be planted?
The answer is yes. From the first year of Zhenguan, Xiazhou Sima Liu Lan harassed Liang Shidu, who ruled Shuofang, "frequently selected Qingqi to practice their crops."

Fan Zheng smiled and closed his eyes.

Qi Guan Zhi bid farewell with his hands crossed.

……

The newly added classes in Fangxue are still taught by Mi Fei, and [-]% of the students in the Fangxue.

Chen Lijian from Qinglongfang is not over the age standard, and his frame is quite large, almost as tall as a small and strong man.

Chen Lijian knew that he was recruited as an exception, so he was cautious in his words and deeds, and did not conflict with anyone.

There is another one, Li Zhengyi's son, the family members can't keep him out, right?

Just like this, Mi Fei also politely rejected more than a dozen people who interceded, and did not dare to enroll students in large numbers.

The children of this workshop are familiar with every family, even if the ruler hits the palm of the student, the distressed Ye Niang can only say against her will: "Sir, Gua Wazi is disobedient, so use all your strength!"

Baby and sister study, even if Mi Fei and Li Zhengyi don't stop studying, will it be so wasteful?
The paper and pen expenses of these students are all paid for by Xiangfang!
Daxingshan Temple's action almost made the eyes of the students' Yeniang go dark, for fear that the school would not be able to continue, or extravagant fees would be charged.

Fortunately, Xuandu Guan took over all of them, and the business was even more prosperous.

As a result, the people of Dunhuafang burned incense at home, stopped chanting Amitabha, and changed their chanting to Infinite Life Blessing.

Fan Zheng walked around the new class with his hands behind his back, and recognized who belonged to which family, causing the children and sisters to smile happily.

"In a few years, it's my baby's turn to come over!"

There was a trace of complacency on Lu Jiasheng's face.

Fan Zheng kicked Lu Jiasheng, and scolded with a smile: "Is it to make me angry on purpose? Is it amazing that your mother is pregnant with Liujia?"

Lu Jiasheng laughed loudly: "It's just amazing! My aunt is a little anxious."

In the second half of the sentence, Lu Jiasheng deliberately lowered his voice.

Fan Zheng waved his hand and smiled.

No way, if you talk about late births with people nowadays, when the skeleton is fully developed, it is playing the piano against the cow.

(End of this chapter)