Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 423

Outside the imperial city, Taipingfang, Chang'an County.

In the small but exquisite wine shop, Fan Zheng and Li Yifu, who were dressed in normal clothes, changed into round-neck robes, and Pan Yinger, who was wearing a cape, drank old man Chun.

In fact, when women change into men's clothing, men are as blind as Liang Shanbo who can't distinguish between male and female, and most of them only exist in the scriptures.

Change to an old man with a pear tree and a crabapple, and he can see through it at a glance.

Before the Tang Dynasty, women were quite disgusted with men's clothing. Only the Tang Dynasty, an open dynasty, did not mind women wearing men's clothing.

Even, in the Tang Dynasty, women's men's clothing became a fashion.

Li Yifu drank a bottle of warm old man spring, looked at the beautiful and tender Pan Ying'er, his eyes were a little blurred.

Is it drunk?
Is someone drunk?
Li Yifu absolutely does not admit it, he has become seductive, how could he be a person with bad conduct?

It is undeniable that Li Yifu is a womanizer, but he is trying his best to suppress it, trying to ensure that he will not make mistakes and not ruin the reputation he has worked so hard to accumulate.

How do you say that?

Pretend for a while, and you are a hypocrite;

If you pretend to be a real gentleman, you are a real gentleman.

Before the bottom line collapsed, at least Li Yifu was still trying to pretend.

However, Pan Ying'er's silver bell-like laughter was only for Fan Zheng, he was just a foil!

Is it appropriate to favor the one over the other?

Anyway, at that time, I, Li Yifu, did not get any credit but also had hard work, and even if I did not get hard work, I was hungry and consumptive!

"Shaoqing is the nobleman of the Liao people in Bizhou. If there is no Shaoqing, even if there will be no more casualties, the Liao people will definitely leave their hometown and be sent to a more desolate place."

Fan Zheng raised his bottle in response: "Ziser."

All in all, the matter of Bizhou was just fulfilling his duties, and the matter of appeasing the Liaoren was incidental.

Pan Ying'er's eyes were like autumn water, and she looked at Fan Zheng affectionately: "It's just that the little girl has nothing to repay, and how about recommending herself as a pillow?"

Fan Zheng took a piece of beef that was rolling in the antique soup and chewed it, and looked at Pan Ying'er with a smile: "No way! It's too ripe, I'm sorry to do it."

Li Yifu spat out an old man's spring, pointed at Fan Zheng and laughed.

Even Pan Ying'er, who was rejected, covered her mouth and chuckled, showing no signs of annoyance.

Fan Zheng's funny words were just to make Pan Ying'er lose his mind, and not to offend her too much.

Oh, the Liao people are open to the affair between a man and a woman. As long as it is your love and my wish, everything is easy to talk about.

But Fan Zheng has his own principles.

Even if the father-in-law's family refuses to pay him, let's not talk about the wild flowers on the roadside.

Aside from the charming atmosphere, the reunion of old friends requires wine and meat, even the sweet old man Chun, who drank to his heart's content.

"You Bizhou bureaucrats, what do you want from the court?"

Pan Ying'er glanced at Fan Zheng charmingly, and said delicately, with a twisted voice: "I hate it! Can't it be that the Liao people are sincere and holy?"

Li Yifu chuckled: "I can't even coax me to say this, let alone my more shrewd virtuous brother."

Pan Ying'er sighed: "Okay, don't pretend anymore. Pan Ying'er, in the Bizhou administration, asks the imperial court to send her husband to the Liaoren village to open the door."

It is also a kind of compromise to arrange for the leader of the bureaucrats to take up the official position of Zhizhong.

In political affairs, it is often like this, mutual compromise.

Let bureaucrats have the right to speak and communicate in administration, which will inevitably reduce unnecessary friction.

As for Kaimeng, it is easy to understand that the Liao people at this time basically had no clear words, and the narrative was passed on by word of mouth through songs, and the inheritance was easily interrupted.

Not to mention that every Liaoren child is literate, at least one literate child in every village, passing on knowledge and interpreting official runes is a matter of course.

It is not to say that there is no state school in Bizhou, and there is no county school in Nuoshui County and Guangna County, but it requires a certain foundation to enroll.

In Baishi County, in the northeast of Guxuanbi Prefecture, there are almost no Liao people.

State students and county students can of course go to Liaoren’s villages to start enlightenment. The question is, there is no benefit. Why do they give up their fat jobs as petty officials in Nuoshui City and Guangna City in the future, and go to the village to become a teacher of Mengxue?
The emperor is not short of hungry soldiers!

Pan Ying'er clapped her hands lightly, and some officials came over with two rough clay jars, one for Fan Zheng and one for Li Yifu.

Fan Zheng patted the clay pot lightly, with a bright smile on his face: "Niaoxiu?"

Li Yifu thought for a while before he remembered what bird vinegar was.

This thing, well, Li Jin and the others still want to eat it, and A Niang can also taste it.

Although Li Yifu is not a good person, at least he is very filial to his mother.

It's rare that Pan Ying'er still remembers Fan Zheng's good words.

As for flirting with Fan Zheng just now, if the fake is true, the true is also false, if Fan Zheng has the intention, it may not be impossible to achieve a good deed.
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Dunhuafang, Dingyuan General's Mansion.

The scent of bird vinegar was wafting, Fan Baili and Lu Feijia were teasing the thin-waisted dog in the verandah, their nostrils could not help but flutter.

"It's delicious again."

There is no need to tell Lu Jia that he is born, as long as Lu Feijia is in the Dingyuan General's Mansion, he will definitely stay and eat.

Fan Baili is extraordinarily generous to Lu Feijia, which is a treatment that other children in the workshop do not have.

In the main room, Du Shengxia wrinkled her nose lightly: "This smell seems to be the bird's wine you brought back from Bizhou?"

This woman was still a little concerned, after all, it was the first time Fan Zheng gave her something seriously.

Although there was really no love between men and women at the time, it was the first time I accepted a gift from the opposite sex.

whee.

Yuan Luan blinked his eyes: "It is indeed Niaoye. I said Dalang, could it be that the Bizhou Liao people still remember you and brought it here for you?"

Hey, there is such an inquisitive lady at the booth.

Fan Zheng bit the Arrow Valley pear sent by Wolong, sucked two mouthfuls of the juice, and smiled triumphantly: "The imperial court searched Kunming Lake, and the people from Bizhou also sent people to court."

"Coincidentally, the leader of the Liaoren happened to be the sister I knew back then, and Niaoye was also her heart."

Yuan Luan heard Fan Zheng brag about this festival, and said with a smile: "That little girl who bought you soup back then! Has she grown up now? Oh, no, little girl, you can't mess around."

Fan Laoshi added: "Don't make your grandson come out outside, the old man can't bear it."

Du Shengxia stared, her small mouth was pouted, and her cheeks were bulging.

Who is this family!
Fan Zheng couldn't help but laugh: "I don't even bother to accept you if you can accept her in a legitimate way. Is it worth sneaking around to get a bad reputation?"

At least in this respect, Fan Zheng's integrity is sufficient, and his credit is also sufficient.

Du Shengxia smiled happily, showing two small canine teeth.

Yuan Luan didn't say anything, but Fan Laoshi murmured: "I can't say for certain, isn't it that house flowers don't have the fragrance of wild flowers?"

Fan Zheng blinked: "Aye's words seem to be very experienced."

Come on, hurt each other!

"Old stuff!"

Soprano, finger twisting, ear raking are standard, and Fan Laoshi's ears turned red instantly.

"Yoyo, Mrs. Xiang, my lady, my mother, be gentle! My ears are about to fall off! I have been wronged! I have no wildflowers!"

Fan Zheng was surprised: "Could it be that Aye is better than Long Yang?"

Fan Laoshi yelled red-faced: "You son of a bitch, dare to harm the old man! Don't think that the fourth grade will not beat you!"

Du Shengxia couldn't help laughing.

This lively family!
(End of this chapter)