Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 251: Dunhua Square has two officials again!
Among all the workshops, only Dunhuafang is the most peaceful.

The men and women who went to Dongshi from the Beast Charcoal Workshop came back and learned that the general who eats hearts and livers was taken down by the county man, and the young and old in the workshop were immediately elated.

"Look, the men from Dunhuafang are still strong, don't care what kind of general you are! Take what you want!"

"Eating hearts and hearts, isn't this the same as the villain Zhu Jie back then?"

"There is a county man who lives in Dunhuafang, and all evils will be eliminated!"

Fan Zheng, who was driven back, led Fan Baili with a smile, wandered around the cross street, and slipped into Fangxue to watch Li Zhengyi teach Chen Lijian how to shoot arrows.

Fan Baili's little feet hopped slightly, and he yelled inarticulately: "Archery!"

Most children are naturally fond of slingshots, bows and arrows, and want to play with them as soon as they see them.

Fortunately, Fan Baili still knew his own little arms and legs, so he just yelled and cheered by the side, and didn't make trouble.

The kind of arrows that don't have arrowheads, plus they are hunting bows, and there are beginner factors, plus they are young, the distance of fifty steps is really too difficult for a human being, and ten arrows and ten empty arrows are common.

Chen Lijian nocked the arrow and tried to pull the string, a little sweat dripped from his forehead.

The five-dou bow is quite strenuous for a boy. Most of the Fang students at this level are exhausted after only half-opening it. Chen Lijian tried his best to open it [-]%, which is already very good.

His arm trembled slightly, Chen Lijian let go of the string, and the non-dyed arrow flew out and hit the edge of the target.

Chen Lijian lowered his bow, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Can shoot to the edge of the target, why can't it be more accurate?

Li Zhengyi took the bow, motioned for others to take the arrows and targets, and praised: "There is still some talent."

For the boy, it is not easy to hit the target.

A smile gradually appeared on Chen Lijian's face.

Li Zhengyi came over to greet him: "I met the county man, and I met the minister."

Fan Zheng squatted down and taught Fan Baili to cross his hands: "Say: I have met Mr."

Fan Baili grinned, "I've seen Mr...."

Li Zhengyi showed a rare smile: "Gishilang, are you willing to learn from your husband when you grow up? Archery?"

Fan Baili instinctively glanced at Fan Zheng, saw the smile in Fan Zheng's eyes, and responded loudly: "Okay!"

Fan Zheng was a little surprised that Fan Baili would look at the adult's reaction first, instead of being dazed.

Fan Baili touched the bow several times with his little hand, and then reluctantly let go.

Hey, playing with a bow is a distant dream for Fan Baili.

Even the slingshot will have to live for a year or two.

According to the etiquette taught by Fan Zheng, Fan Baili and Li Zhengyi bid farewell, and the father and son walked hand in hand to the pond outside the winery, watching the more than 460 ducks happily burrowing in the water, flapping their wings, and swallowing a small grass carp from time to time.

The fish fry have been sprinkled long ago, specially for the ducks to eat, and extra care was taken not to choose carp.

Being in the officialdom is like walking on eggshells.

Of the [-] ducks, some of them died of illness for no apparent reason, and some of them were eaten by some cunning dog.

Lu Jiasheng was furious at the time, but Fan Zheng didn't care.

Even if the technology of later generations is developed, raising ducks will not survive [-]% of the time. The survival rate is more than [-]%. Let's be content.

On the contrary, a few women in the workshop chattered, feeding the big ducks with distiller's grains and old grains, which seemed to grow quite fast.

"Duck duck."

Fan Baili exclaimed in surprise.

Well, it's more like your baby's mouth is not drooling.

"Yes, does Fan Baili want to eat?" Fan Zheng teased Fan Baili.

I don’t know who the chef is. He learned how to gourd duck. He put eight treasures inside the duck and tied it with a rope like a gourd. He steamed it in a steamer, and then fried it until it was golden brown. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The appetite of the entire Dingyuan General's Mansion.

The purpose of tying the rope is to prevent the steamed duck from loosening and deforming.

It is said that this gourd duck is more suitable for the local duck species in Chang'an.

"Eat, eat."

Fan Baili laughed.

Fan Laoshi came out from the wine shop, followed by two servants from miscellaneous households.

"Fan Baili, good grandson, stay away from the pond."

Fan Laoshi showed a sincere smile.

"Yeah." Fan Baili smiled brilliantly.

Fan Zheng noticed that the miscellaneous household had a short jujube stick pinned to his waist, and Fan Laoshi wore a horizontal knife on his waist.

"What?"

"Jiangxi."

Without thinking, the father and son had already communicated.

"People in Lizhengfang and Qinglongfang are panic-stricken, but Dunhuafang is indifferent. It has something to do with your actions that day, and it is also related to me, Lu Jiasheng, and Marquis Wu's patrolling back and forth."

Lu Jiasheng shouted loudly from the street: "Take him down! If you dare to spread rumors in Dunhuafang, even the head of the mountain can't protect you!"

"ah!"

With a loud shout, Roshan soared into the air, flipping over the figure who was about to flee.

"Help! I can't breathe!"

The serious one flung himself on the street, patting the concrete pavement weakly with his arms.

Three hundred catties, pure weight can crush a person to death.

Fan Laoshi laughed loudly: "My eldest niece is the number one in Dunhuafang."

Old people don't rely on their muscles and bones, and Fan Laoshi has passed the year of his destiny. Even though he is still tough and experienced in actual combat, his physical fitness is inevitably weakened.

Lu Jiasheng led Fang Ding to rush up, tied up the man, but when he looked closely, he was stunned.

Not the Jiang Gan as Zhen Xing expected, but the mediocre Wu Kun!
Really fulfilled what Fan Zheng said, people should not be judged by their appearance.

Fan Zheng put Fan Baili on his neck, and walked over staggeringly: "Lu Jiasheng, why don't you send someone to report to the county government? This is a great achievement."

Lu Jiasheng laughed and said, "That's right, Aunt Fan made another contribution!"

Aunt Fan rolled her eyes: "What use is credit to me? My family Zhen Xing and Zhen Bang are both officials, why don't you hurry up and use this credit to get one."

The words were a bit choking, but Lu Jia was born with affection.

This little credit, to Mrs. Fan's family, is nothing more than icing on the cake, but to Lu Jiasheng, it is a timely help.

"Why is this, why is this!"

Hearing the news, Mi Fei who hurried out from the workshop was heartbroken, and didn't even know that the cloth shoes were worn backwards.

"You don't need to blame yourself if you know people and faces but don't know your heart." Fan Zheng comforted.

What Fang Ding brought was not the judicial history of Wannian County, but Xiao Jingzhen, the director of Dali Temple, who directly took Wu Kun away.

This is the only example of being caught spreading rumors in [-] Square!
The next day, the Menxia Province handed down the system to Dunhuafang, with the purpose of granting Zhenglu Jiasheng of Dunhuafang to be an official and general official from the ninth rank, and a set of black gauze hat, green robe and black leather shoes.

It's a bit out of the ordinary, but it's the bone of gold.

The surrounding squares exploded in an instant.

Dunhuafang has doubled out of officials again!
Some literati and poets who claim to be good at the "Book of Changes" shook their heads and expressed their opinions, saying that Dunhuafang is a treasured place of geomantic omen, and the mediocrity of the previous decades was precisely to breed great blessings.

All the workshops were holding their breath, and they all said that Lu Jiasheng was a junior, and he could catch those who spread rumors and make meritorious deeds. Couldn't they?
For a time, the rumors and gossips in various workshops stopped abruptly.

(End of this chapter)