Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 14 The Old House

"In the Ming Mansion, Liao Weng reported on his behalf, saying that the curfew of each square depends on the loud propaganda of Fang Ding and Wuhou. It is really exhausting. Can you set up street drums near the gates of each square? Drum curfew."

This is not a bad idea. The entire Chang'an City, as a whole, is a super-large military town, and the management of the people as soldiers has always prevailed in Guanzhong.

The walls of each square and the dotted pattern all indicate that Yu Wenkai designed Chang'an as a fortress group that could eliminate a large number of invaders.

It's a pity that the reality is always as skinny as Zhao Feiyan. Chang'an City changed hands after only thirteen days in front of Li Yuan's 20 army.

No matter how good the military equipment is, it is still useless if morale is low and the situation is difficult.

Liao Teng's heart skipped a beat: "That's a good idea."

It's not only good, Wannian County has no choice but to implement this idea. Even if the governor of Yongzhou is the king of Wei, the Yamen of Yongzhou can't make a decision. It has to be discussed by the three provinces.

Qi Guanzhi put forward the request, which naturally left a trace of impression on the hearts of the high officials in the court, which will be beneficial for future promotion.

In the sixth year of Zhenguan, 13-year-old Li Tai married the eleven-year-old Yan Wan, the eldest daughter of the future master Yan Lide.

("Preface to the Epitaph of Yan's Epitaph, Concubine Pu Gong of the Tang Dynasty": Concubine Taboo Wan, word Wan, from Henan. Zeng Zuqing, General Wei Longxiang, Duke Da'an. Zubi, Inspector of the Sui Palace, Duke Shi Bao. Father Li De, worker Minister of the Ministry, Duke of Da'an. The concubine is the eldest daughter of the Duke. She was elected as the king at the age of eleven. The king is the third son of Taizong and was granted the title of Wei.)
In the seventh year of Zhenguan, Li Tai was transferred from the governor of Yangzhou to the governor of Kunzhou.

In the eighth year of Zhenguan, Li Tai was the general of Zuo Houwei and the governor of Yongzhou (the tombstone is ten years).

In the tenth year of Zhenguan, Li Tai moved from the king of Yue to the king of Wei, and led the governor of Xiangzhou.

It has to be said that Li Shimin seldom abides by the benchmark he set himself. The "Ling Yousi Encourages the People to Marry" stated that the age of marriage is "twenty for men and fifteen or more for women", but the marriage of the royal family is speechless. .

Regardless of King Wei's reputation, Fan Zheng found that he couldn't get rid of his influence.

Whether it is the governor of Yongzhou or the general of Zuohou Wei, they just included Dunhuafang. Even Furong Garden and Qujiang Pond are next to Dunhuafang.

Yaxiang in the workshop has earned a lot of money, and the medicinal materials have been solved, so Fan Zheng naturally turned his attention to the workshop.

The houses of 26 widowed and lonely elderly people in their sixties have been repaired, and some old grains have been donated in the workshop on time.

It's not that he is reluctant to spend money, but that only Chen Liang will not make outsiders covet him.

Don't think too highly of human nature, there is no shortage of rubbish bastards who bully orphans, knock on widows' doors, and dig other people's ancestral graves.

Good food, these dogs must do everything possible to harm them.

The cross streets in the square have to be re-paved, and the previous stone slabs have long since collapsed.

Once the one in the center entered the courtyard, it had been empty for more than ten years. Except for the overgrown weeds, there was no impact on the door or the wall, and even the black tiles were not broken.

When it comes to tiles, there are three kinds that are popular nowadays, gray tiles used by ordinary people, black tiles used in palaces, temples, and mansions of dignitaries and dignitaries, and glazed tiles used in important buildings.

In addition to glazed tiles, black tiles can also be used by civilians. There is only one reason why they can't afford them, and they are expensive.

Of course, there is a reason why you are expensive.

Gray tiles are cheap enough, but they are not durable. When a hailstorm comes, a few tiles have to be replaced.

"Sister, whose house is this?" The fresh Fang Zheng didn't know much about this kind of old house.

Aunt Fan gave Fan Zheng a strange look: "This is a family from Tianzhu. It seems that the surname is bone. It has disappeared without a trace since the Yining year of the previous dynasty."

This is a little strange. It has been 19 years since the dynasty changed. Why didn't Dunhuafang take back the house and redistribute it?

When the dynasty changes, the redistribution of land and houses is common.

"It's nothing, find a craftsman to unlock, tidy up the house, remove the weeds, and put the contents in the side room." Fan Zheng instructed Fang Ding Lu Jiasheng.

Lu Jiasheng roared, and the idle workers and half-workers in the workshop immediately came out to work.

No one moved before, that means no one is willing to call the shots.

Aunt Fan was stunned for a moment: "No, Brother Fangzheng, why are you dumping this old house? Want to change the house? Want to separate?"

Fan Zheng was stunned for a moment: "Hey, sister, don't hurt me. Article 150 and five of the "Law of Zhenguan": All grandparents and parents are present, but children and grandchildren who have different origins and wealth will have three years in prison."

"Ordinarily it's not appropriate to occupy someone's house, but the house of the previous dynasty has room for change. Of course, it's not appropriate for anyone to live in it privately. How about changing it to a workshop?"

Aunt Fan was excited.

Reading, in this era, is a very sacred thing.

Even if it's just a poor man who can shake his head and say "Zi Yue Shi Yun", in the eyes of most people, he is still a great scholar.

In this era when the literacy rate is generally low, whoever can read the official documents on the yamen's lubu is a university student, and the whole family is willing to support him like a cow or a horse.

"Well, my sister's two children, can they read? My sister can pay for it!"

Aunt Fan waved her hand, her arrogance soared to the sky.

Fan Zheng grinned: "I asked everyone to make tooth incense for this step. If there is money in the workshop, no matter whether you are a child or a younger sister, you can study in the workshop."

"Wait for my carpentry workshop to make a batch of small tables and chairs, paint a blackboard, use some lime to make chalk, and then invite a patient gentleman to open the door and work together!"

"If my sister wants to contribute, she will reward her children and younger sisters with chickens and so on every now and then."

Aunt Fan slapped her hands: "This is good! It's just chicken."

You know, even in Dunhuafang, not everyone can eat meat every day, and chicken is the children's favorite.

In Fan's woodworking workshop, Fan Laoshi, who was struggling to push the plane, had bulging muscles, and the bulging flesh on his arm looked as hard as a stone.

"Being a little bit more aggressive, you have to determine how many people in the workshop are willing to send their children to study. It is not as simple as you think. For many families, eight-year-old children and younger sisters have to work hard to make a living. "

Fan Laoshi was talking, but the plane didn't stop at all.

"Shaodong's family, Fangzheng, studying is a good thing, but my children and sisters, what can they do after studying? It is said that they can be officials through the imperial examination, but can everyone be an official? Go to Kaimeng, or go to the county government office in Xuanyangfang Set up a stall and write letters for you?" The workshop clerk Wu Manshan pouted his buttocks to install the cart, and his mouth was not idle.

It is true that it is impossible for everyone to be selected for the study, and the corresponding way out has to be thought out for others. It is not a matter of pushing people out and saying "transporting talents for the Tang Dynasty" with a shy face.

Fan Zheng chuckled: "If so, can I teach Mr. Accountant?"

Wu Manshan's eyes lit up: "My baby, my sister, two, the young boss will take care of them ruthlessly, if you don't obey, the wicker will be cut off!"

(End of this chapter)