Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 399 Outside the Xuanwu Gate
Early autumn.

The wind is still so hot, the soil is still so hot, and cicadas are still so noisy.

Outside the Xuanwu Gate, in the field of the director of Jingyuan, all the soil was turned up, and the weeds were piled up in one place. After being exposed to the sun for half a day, they were burned, and thick smoke billowed into the sky.

Even if it belongs to Sinong Temple, it needs to report the burning of large piles of weeds.

After all, the smog of this era has a strong meaning, let Fengyan know about it.

Of course, there are ingredients added to the beacon smoke, and the color is very different from ordinary smoke, so you can easily see it wrong.

However, does someone have to use the smoke of burning weeds as a beacon?
In this world, there has never been a lack of Zhao Gao, white dogs stealing food, and black dogs being disasters are not uncommon, don't think that there will be no such disgusting things when the Zhenguan Dynasty is in good shape.

Even Li Zhi was shocked when he knew about it.

Was the loyal general of the Tang Dynasty, Jia Si Nong Shaoqing, so cautious?
The magpies chirped, hovered and landed, and called friends to enjoy this gluttonous feast.

All kinds of small birds gradually arrived, and the chirping sounds converged into a wonderful movement, which made the students of Dunhuafang feel refreshed and happy.

Although they wanted to cheer, they were afraid of disturbing the birds. Chen Lijian and the others had smiles on their faces.

Li Shouyin curled his lips, bent down to pick up a stone, and smashed it hard at Butian, causing the birds to fly away.

Chen Lijian was furious, and stretched out his hand to push Li Shouyin, but he couldn't move.

Even if he was a bastard, Li Shouyin had practiced martial arts handed down from his family to some extent, which was not comparable to Chen Lijian's scattered branches that had long since lost their inheritance.

Li Shouyin snarled, and was about to throw his fist at Chen Lijian's face, but he heard a cold snort from Fan Zheng's nostrils, so he could only give up resentfully.

Aye was still courteous in front of Fan Zheng, so Li Shouyin naturally didn't dare to stab him.

What's more, Fan Zheng made up his mind whether to stay or not, didn't he stay in Dunhuafang, and went back to see A Niang's face?

The concubine had to call Aye's regular wife A Niang, but his biological mother was Auntie.

The term "auntie" has two meanings in Tang Dynasty.

A sister who is a wife, see "Yang Taizhen Biography";
The second is the concubine, see "Jinhuazi Miscellaneous".

"It's fine, you have to harm the birds?" Fan Zheng clearly expressed his dissatisfaction.

Li Shouyin bared his teeth: "Uncle Shi has wronged me. My Yeye people are called bird thieves, because they started shooting birds and beasts. It's just a skill passed down in the family."

Not to mention, it really makes some sense, it's Master Li's fault.

Fan Zheng snorted: "The field is newly plowed, and the worms and eggs appear. It is good for the birds to forage, and it can also reduce the pests in the field, but you don't know about it! If that's the case, return to the Li family."

Li Shouyin had no choice but to agree, but he was not very convinced.

What, the insect eggs in Buta are cleaned up, so the insects in Changtian will not crawl over?
Tang Yidian came to pay a respectful visit, and at the same time brought two docile households, and a cart full of small hoes.

Fan Zheng shouted: "This is Jingyuan Director Cheng, so hurry up and salute."

Chen Lijian led a group of classmates and crossed his hands to salute: "Dunhua Fang student Chen Lijian and others have seen the officials."

Only Li Shouyin folded his arms and sneered, obviously dismissive.

Fan Zheng's complexion darkened: "Why, the mere downfall from the seventh rank is not in the eyes of your Mr. Li?"

A hint of arrogance flashed in Li Shouyin's eyes: "I, Aye, the imperial chariot in the palace is on the throne, from the fifth rank!"

"Ye Aye is serving the imperial court, what does it have to do with you? Could it be that you think that you are also serving the imperial court? In terms of wealth, from the fifth rank to the eighth rank, or a loose official, you are so arrogant in front of the officials. What?"

"Oh, I forgot, it's not your turn to be a prince, but Li Shouzhen, the legitimate son, can shade an official. So, why are you so arrogant?"

Fan Zheng's words were like a knife, and the knife pierced his heart, provoking Li Shouyin to cry on the ground.

He didn't get his son's life, and he was sick with his son's illness. Li Kai's mother-in-law was very generous in not throwing him into the well.

Tang Yidian waved his hands with a smile, indicating that he didn't mind.

Bibao will not mind!

If he can't be provoked, Tang Yidian can go up and give him eight ears, even asymmetry!

It has to be Shangguan, who won't give in at all, scolding him to tears, refreshing!

The students in the workshop lined up expressionlessly, and took small hoes from the reserve cart—it wouldn’t look good if they laughed.

Hoes can be roughly divided into three categories: board hoe for large-scale shallow digging, pick-up hoe for weeding and scraping the surface, and strip hoe for small-area deep digging.

Tang Yidian, who is good at flattery, arranges frivolous hoe of course.

Some Fang students have managed two vegetable fields for their families, but most of them have never been exposed to farm work, so they can only listen patiently to the farmers explaining skills and precautions.

The most important one: Do not fight with a hoe!
Li Zhengyi and Mi Fei held a ruler and stood guard on the outside, reprimanding them from time to time. Anyone who showed signs of fighting would be given two rulers in the past.

No way, if you bring the students out of the workshop, the head of the mountain and the husband must take responsibility. Do you really think it is so simple to be a teacher?
Different from the sweating of official slaves and Tibetans, the life of Fang students is relaxed and comfortable, just allowing them to experience the hardships of survival.

Li Shouyin wiped away his tears, took a shovel and stood alone in a corner of the field, scraping the ground every now and then.

It was really scraping the ground, the blade of the hoe didn't even get mud on it.

The upright Li Zhengyi wanted to open his mouth to reprimand him, but Fan Zheng stopped him.

Zhang Chi has a degree, and if the suppression continues, Li Shouyin may really collapse. With his ten fingers not touching the spring water, it is an improvement to be able to touch the hoe.

Even though Chen Lijian and the others didn't have much labor intensity, it was still very touching to see the exhausted appearance of the officials and slaves.

Fan Zheng pointed to the official slaves and Tuhu, and Yong Huai in front of the students in the workshop.

"When the day of hoeing is noon, sweat drips down the soil. Who would have thought that every grain of Chinese food on the plate is hard work."

"Knowing the hard work of farmers, one should cherish the hard-earned food, don't waste food at home, and sympathize with the sufferings of the people for the officials."

As for Li Shen, the author of "Compassion for Farmers", his blood was not cold when he wrote this series of poems. Later, he ran into a struggle between Niu and Li for his future, and his conscience was probably sacrificed.

How many hot-blooded men finally lost their conscience.

Before Mi Fei and Li Zhengyi could open their mouths, Tang Yidian had already clapped their hands and congratulated: "Shangguan's work is catchy, popular and simple, and the compassion is sincere and touching!"

Tang Yidian's words were rarely flattering, only telling the truth.

Fanhu next to him has already spread this poem by word of mouth, which is the proof.

During this period, there were not many poems that could be memorized by illiterate people.

What's more, this poem is about their suffering.

Mi Fei and Li Zhengyi looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

Let Tang Yidian say everything that needs to be said.

When it is time to eat, it is the focus of the students' hardship.

The family background is not very good, but I don’t feel much about rough food and fat meat, and I eat it with big mouthfuls;

People like Li Shouyin couldn't say anything, they couldn't force it.

Don't learn to be frugal if you are poor, and don't learn to be extravagant if you are rich, it is natural.

(End of this chapter)