Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 460 is a man
May is the season of mowing wheat again.

The sun is hot, the wind is blowing, and the waves of wheat are undulating.

In the wheat field of Director Jingyuan, countless officials and slaves and householders wielded sickles to reap. The sweat soaked their heads and clothes, and dripped into the dry soil.

From Ming Tan and Zhuan Sun Xing me to Tang Yi Dian and Xun Cang Wu, even if they did not pretend to cut two scythes, they were hastily commanding people to drag them to the drying yard.

It's hot this time of year!
I am most afraid that God will not show face in this season, how many people will cry when they urinate!

With overripe wheat and plenty of water, even if the stalks are not poured, the germination of the wheat can make people cry.

Germinated wheat cannot be stored for a long time, and the government will not accept it for rent. It can only be eaten and fed to livestock before it becomes moldy, and its value is greatly reduced.

Plant directly?

Wheat is only said to be winter wheat and spring wheat, and summer wheat has not been heard of yet.

Those who have savings at home, tighten their belts after crying, at least they can survive until the next year;
Those who have no surplus grain can probably only sell the [-] acres of Yongye farmland.

As for the common people’s fields, it was established at the beginning of the founding of the country that one hectare of Dingnan and Zhongnan (above were assigned to Dingnan), of which [-]% of Yongye’s land could be traded, and [-]% of the divided land had the right to plant but not to buy and sell.

[-] mu for old man, sick and disabled;

Thirty acres for widows, wives and concubines.

Theory is something that can only be used as a reference.

The Ministry of Civil Affairs also stipulated that those who have enough land in the county to grant land are wide townships, and those with insufficient land are narrow townships.

Koufen field is flexible;

Only Yongyetian is the real owner, the last wealth of the farmers who face the loess and their backs to the sky.

Fan Zheng brought You Shuochu with him and appeared on the field, he didn't disturb everyone's work, he talked nonsense at length, and he didn't pretend to hold a sickle.

If you don't know the sickle, don't force it, lest you hurt yourself and cause eye bags.

Besides, under the scorching sun, pulling a group of people over to listen to his nonsense, no matter how you look at it, you are very sick.

You Shuochu smiled and handed Fan Zheng a gourd filled with water wrapped in blue thread, and took a few sips from the gourd wrapped in red thread.

Putting aside the not-so-reassuring past, You Shuochu is still very good as a lieutenant.

"Well, this year's harvest should not be inferior to previous years."

With Fan Zheng's half-assed level, it's pretty good to be able to roughly make this judgment.

Tang Yidian came over pushing a rooster cart, handed it over to Fanhu, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Shangguan."

After only one cry, Tang Yidian could only catch his breath.

It's so hot that people want to be shirtless, but it's a pity that it's easy to get sunburned and fade, and there are people in Maimanza, who are extra itchy.

"Not bad, pay attention to your body."

Regardless of Tang Yidian's motives, at least he was really doing things with his heart.

Tang Yidian gasped for a while and regained his energy: "Shangguan, the servants of Xiaguan have learned some skills, how about sending them to the mansion for tasting at another day? All birds are in love with the phoenix."

Fan Zheng wanted to refuse subconsciously, but the influence was not very good, but when he heard the name of the dish, his will was not so firm.

A hundred birds face the phoenix, it is a chicken, two or three catties of chicken.

However, it just hooked Fan Zheng's appetite.

Tangke is what Tanzhou and its surroundings call their own mother-in-law.

"Expense."

Fan Zheng smiled lightly.

Tang Yidian smiled even more happily, knowing that this delicious Bainiao Zhaofeng would definitely make Shangguan more favored.

Suspected of sycophancy?
Don't make trouble, this is flattery.

If it weren't for this kind of flattery, Tang Yidian would still be in the chief book position of Congjiupin.

When it comes to promotion, there are many people who are upright and upright in their achievements, but it's a pity that it's not Tang Yidian, so of course they have to go the wrong way.

Fortunately, what Tang Yidian did afterward was barely worthy of this position, and it was not a vegetarian meal.

Therefore, Fan Zheng didn't resist Tang Yidian's gift of some food, so it's not necessary to change someone.

For some people who are not so close, you can't find the temple door with a pig's head.

To the north, wisps of dust swirled.

Fan Zheng was puzzled. To the north was the land of the North Prison of the Jingyuan, and to the north were the ruins of Han Chang'an City and the Shanglin Office. The Wei River divided the north and the south, so no horses would come over easily.

Could it be that the flying cavalry practiced more and more?

Is it too fast?
The five horses galloped, and their horseshoes stepped into the wheat field of the director of Jingyuan, knocking an official slave out!
"Damn!"

Tang Yidian's eyes were red, he snatched the sickle from a foreigner, and galloped towards the horse, regardless of whether he was overweight.

Fan Zheng's face was gloomy. Seeing the rider's angry horse in fresh clothes and hearing the wanton laughter, he snorted in his nostrils: "Kill it!"

"Haha, there are still untouchables who dare to kill him with a sickle? Hit him to death!"

"At most, let Aye say that we are still children, so we should be more considerate!"

The five horses turned their heads, and the five strong men in brocade clothes showed fierce eyes, and they rushed towards Tang Yidian, wanting to kill him alive!
Tang Yidian roared and swung his sickle, seeing that the horse's front hooves were about to step on his chest!

The two swords were as bright as snow, bringing bloody light, and the sound of falling to the ground caused dust to stir up.

Tang Yidian swung the saber in the air, and the horse's head in front of him fell to the ground, and the blood gushing from his neck drenched his head and face.

Dazedly wiping his face, Tang Yidian saw that the heads of five horses landed neatly on the ground, and the horse's body fell down, causing the five strong men to cry and howl.

"Rescue!"

Fan Zheng came with a few foreign households.

"Hurry up and save us! Damn it, I'm Captain Xuanjie..."

"I, Aye, am General Yunhui..."

Tang Yidian suddenly felt a tight breath in his chest.

Unexpectedly, he actually felt that a little bit of an official position could take human life lightly!

Could it be that an official is not an official, and an official slave is not life?

Did the Shangguan actually want to rescue them?

Tang Yidian felt that his limbs were getting cold.

However, the way to be an official is to protect each other and be slick. Didn't I also follow this principle before?
Even Tang Yidian didn't know where he got the courage to fight the galloping horse.

Unexpectedly, Fan Zheng led people around the five strong men, commanded the peasants to join hands, and carried the knocked-off official slave to the direction of the Imperial Medical Office.

"Steady, he can't stand the bumps!" Fan Zheng yelled. "You Sicheng has already called the medical staff at the Imperial Medical Office!"

According to their status, those who can treat official slaves are medical workers, and they may even be medical (student) students.

There are [-] medical workers in the imperial medical department, even if there are often people who treat people in prefectures and counties, there are forty or fifty in the department.

"Why do you have business everywhere?" The medical supervisor Jiang Fuling gave Fan Zheng an annoyed look, and hurriedly asked the medical staff to help.

"Six bones were broken, and two ribs pierced the heart and lungs, and they have been restored. But the biggest problem is that the internal organs were injured. Although the acupuncturist used sharp needles to expel silt, it still depends on his luck after taking the medicine."

An hour later, the medical worker came out tired.

The sharp needle, one of the nine needles produced by the needle, is one inch and six points long, with three corners of the blade, and is used to determine paralysis and bleeding.

The five strong men who were struggling to get out from under the dead horse were bound and knelt on the ground by the gnashing-toothed Commander Tang Yidian.

"Other matters are beyond your responsibility, and Shaoqing will deal with them on his own." Lei Qi raised his blood-dripping horizontal knife, stopping Tang Yidian's thoughts of committing suicide. "I underestimated you in the past, you are a man."

(End of this chapter)