Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 155 The Ideal Is Aunt Fan
After not seeing him for a while, Liao Teng finally took off his crimson jacket and changed into a blue official uniform as he wished.

The big belly is still there, even a hearty laugh can make the belly rippling a few times.

Fan Zheng would like to joke that he has the appearance of Maitreya Buddha, but the Maitreya Buddha statues of this era are very well-proportioned.

As for the image of "big belly capable of containing" that is common in later generations, it is taken from the appearance of Budai monk from the end of Tang Dynasty to the Five Dynasties. It is said that this is the incarnation of Maitreya Buddha.

I am grateful to Datang for not blocking the way for officials to rise, so that they will not be officials for one day and for life.

"Liao Weng, oh, Liao Lushi, congratulations! Why don't you have a tooth-making festival to celebrate?"

Fan Zheng joked.

Liao Teng was already a legend in the Wannian County Government. He overthrew more than ten Ming officials, and finally managed to have an official status.

Not to mention anything else, when I go home to worship my ancestors, I hold my head high!

Even at Liao Teng's age, if he can't work for a few years, it will still have a great impact on his children and grandchildren.

Liao Teng smiled and said, "That's what it should be! We'll have a small gathering in Xuanyang Square after we leave the office."

This is also a last resort, Qi Guanzhi is a fifth rank, he is not allowed to enter the East and West Market, and he cannot be left alone.

In Xuanyangfang, where the county government is located, there are some sporadic wine shops and shops. Although according to the regulations at the beginning of the founding of the country, people were not allowed to set up wine shops in the square, but you have to consider the truth, right?

To be honest, Chongrenfang, where the mansions of Sikong and Zhao Guogong's eldest Sun Wuji are located, is a bustling night market full of wine, sex, wealth and everything.

Why are you angry?
After drinking two liang of thin wine, he dared to smash the wine jar on someone's head, isn't he angry?
Antique soup can be used as a weapon.

commit night?

It doesn't exist, people just eat, drink and have fun in the workshop, and don't go outside the workshop, even if you don't like it, you have to endure it.

The development of the times does not depend on the will of the government. Even the walls of this square have begun to be gutted and rebuilt, and they have been repeatedly prohibited.

The three officials, wearing ordinary clothes, were sitting in a small wine shop, drinking crude green ant wine, not even bothering to blow off the dense green foam on the surface of the wine.

Drinking green ant wine without foam, what fun is there!
Meat is money meat, and all three of them are veterans who have started a family. How can they be shy?
Chang'an city can't easily slaughter a donkey?
Cough cough, how do you know it was slaughtered in Chang'an City, and not transported from Longxi?

Do you know the essence of learning archery?

Open one eye, close one eye.

"bomb."

"Tender."

"fragrant."

The three unscrupulous men each uttered a word, revealing the characteristics of the Longxi cuisine that was famous for Emperor Sui Yang.

Liao Teng joked, "I forgot, I shouldn't have asked the supervisor to eat this dish."

Qi Guanzhi laughed straight away, the meaning of teasing was clear at a glance.

Fan Zheng smiled lightly.

The money meat may have some effects, but it must not be so exaggerated, or it would have been used as a medicinal material long ago.

"In one year, there are too many records in the three Jiajun cities of the Eastern City Administration, and it is inconvenient for me to select the officials in the county government to make excerpts. I am afraid that I will startle the snake." Qi Guanzhi moved his chopsticks to the beef.

Ahem, it must be yak meat.

"This is something wrong with Mingfu. You can't rely on me for everything."

Fan Zheng chewed a mouthful of beef.

This fleshy, firm and not fatty, elastic.

"Is it beef?"

The shopkeeper gave a thumbs up: "The guest officer is amazing! You are the first person to tell the name of the meat."

Qi Guanzhi breathed a sigh of relief quietly, it turned out to be Pianniu, let's not say it earlier, Pianniu is a breed of cattle that can be slaughtered casually.

"It's easy to go down and find someone. How about the students of the Imperial College? It's not easy to attract people's attention when they are called out." Fan Zheng rubbed his fingers.

Qi Guanzhi instantly understood: "Students are counting their efforts, the county government is responsible for meals, and Liao Lu has arranged for someone to deal with it. Each person gets [-] wen a day, and the money is settled every day. How about sending it to the Supervision and Censor Office?"

The term "Runbi" has existed in the Sui Dynasty, and it also had a synonym in the Tang Dynasty, which is meaning taking.

However, embellishing the pen generally refers to the original articles, poems, calligraphy and paintings; for copying records, it is more accurate to use "copying" and "copying".

It's not that Qi Guanzhi made a mistake, but did it on purpose, after all, there are two standards when counting money.

……

Kong Yingda didn't obstruct Fan Zheng's request at all, with a swipe of a pen, the homework of thirty students including Pan Zhang was temporarily suspended, and they were sent by Fan Zheng to go to the market to put what they learned into practice.

The students were instantly excited.

Every day in the Guozijian, I have been so familiar with it that I can walk around with my eyes closed. It is extremely deserted and boring, and the market full of human fireworks is so good!
Hey, why do you have to bring a pen and paper? It’s normal for you to bring an abacus, right?
But, who cares, it would be nice to go to Dongshi to see the little lady!
When they arrived in Dongshi, the student who was full of anticipation realized that his ideal was Mrs. Fan, but his reality was Zhao Feiyan.

Uh, young ladies are rare in the East City, but aunts and grandmas are the majority. No matter how well planned they are, they will inevitably be noisy.

The Dongshi Department was still so busy, and the Dongshifu Bu Yi whom Fan Zheng knew also turned around and became the eighth-rank Shangdongshi Cheng.

"Haha, Shi Chengguo is not a thing in the pool, after this step, the sea and the sky will be vast."

Fan Zheng laughed.

During the contact back then, Fan Zheng had a very good impression of Bu Yi, and he really took a big step forward, more promising than Liao Teng.

Bu Yi laughed and said, "The supervisory censor is very praiseworthy. The city order said to read and transcribe the records of the three merchants for one year, and this official has already made arrangements."

"However, the ugly thing is that these records will eventually be handed over to the Taifu Temple for archiving and must not be damaged. Therefore, if they are copied in the public office, the original book cannot be taken out of the public house. Water and fire are strictly prohibited in the house. Even if you want to study ink, you must Come out and get some water."

The chief lamented.

It turns out that the purpose of coming to Dongshi is not to gain knowledge, but to copy things?
Wouldn't it be better to find books to learn from those people?
Fan Zheng chuckled: "Shangguan said, there are thirty cash per day."

Pan Zhang immediately became lively: "Doctor, we must transcribe carefully!"

The students responded in a hurry, expressing that they would definitely live up to the profit.

Originally, they were all the heirs of officials below the eighth rank, even the sons of the common people, and their family backgrounds were better than ordinary people's, but so much better.

Thirty Wen, you can buy a bucket of five liters of rice!
In two days, the money earned is enough for one person to eat rice for a month!
Of course, we are talking about students, not laborers.

Usually, people who are physically exhausted can eat more.

Thirty math students were divided into [-] groups, one person was in charge of copying, the other was assistant, and they would rotate after a certain period of time. By the way, the concepts of Erwuping City, Sanjiajun City, and Xuanping stolen goods were explained to these math students who had never seen the market before. for a moment.

Pan Zhang and the others finally understood the significance of setting up Sanjia.

"Doctor, don't you want to make a copy?"

The head of the board quickly finished copying a page, and looked curiously at Fan Zheng who was standing with his hands behind his back.

Fan Zheng's face couldn't help turning dark.

Which pot is not open to mention which pot!
"Copy your records!"

(End of this chapter)