Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 466 Who can not eat fireworks?

Zhou Yige introduced Fan Zheng into the camp, and introduced Fan Zheng to everyone one by one.

Afterwards, the big horn blew and sharpened the sword and spear, and showed Fan Zheng a little.

Although the performance was not large, only two teams, Fan Zheng saw sincerity.

If you perform for Fan Zheng on a large scale, it is easy to make a taboo.

Fan Zheng pondered for a while, and roughly understood the reason why Zhou Yige was so courteous.

Zhechong Mansion is generally not subject to local restrictions, and its contacts are quite suspicious, but whether it is a mansion soldier or a lieutenant, who can not eat the fireworks of the world?

The descendants of military officers must follow the route of military generals, can't they learn essays?

Isn't the reason for fighting desperately so that the baby will not have to suffer anymore?

Although Xiwen is a little slow in his early years, it is safe!
"My Dalang is fifteen." Zhou Yige laughed.

Two captains of Zhechong and one other general also have their own heirs, and they have reached the age to enter the state school.

In total, there are ten sons of military officers who are of the right age.

Zhou Yige's low profile is not only because Zhechong Mansion is not closely related to the state government, but also because their children's studies are not very good.

Little bastards, if your grades are tougher, you don't have to bow your head even if you hit up the State University to forcefully claim a place as a classics student!
However, if you say you can't do it, you can't do it, you can't even pull it out with a horsewhip.

Fan Zheng held his hands behind his back: "Accordingly, the soldiers of the Zhechong Mansion serve the imperial court, so the prefectural school should be more relaxed."

"But!" Fan Zheng's voice was stern. "If you lack knowledge, you can make up for it; if you have bad conduct, you must be chased away!"

"Zhouxue is a place for intensive study of knowledge. Although you dare not expect to be spotless, you must not hide dirt!"

Whatever you ask for, this will indulge the arrogant soldiers.

Only by combining leniency and strictness can people abide by the rules.

Zhou Yige took the lead and cupped his hands: "Although the dog is stubborn, his nature is good. If his conduct is inconsistent, he will be sent to reincarnation with his own hands!"

Is it too heavy for the heir of a military officer?
No, let them be unscrupulous, how many scholars can resist?

Say the rules first, and never protect them in the future, so as not to teach a group of moro!
"If you break the precept, I will draw it myself. I am not afraid to tell you that the reason I left Chang'an is because I killed the five heirs of General Yunhui."

After the doctor of Confucianism may not dare to clean up the military officer, Fan Zheng will be different.

The cowhide still needs to be blown a little bit. Master Li shot and killed the two heads, no matter what he had to count on himself.

Civil officials are not scary, but civil officials who can kill with a knife are terrible.

Those who dare to kill the heirs of generals are much more ruthless than them.

Especially doing this at the feet of the emperor!

The key point is that Fan Zheng has to be released as the governor after killing someone, which is outrageous.

Probably, there are only a few princes who are treated higher than him, right?
After dawdling for a while, it was time to eat at Zhechong Mansion. Zhou Yige couldn't say that he should send Fan Zheng out of the camp at this time, and he could only politely invite him to have a meal together.

"No fat meat, add some fermented soybeans."

Fan Zheng held the rough clay bowl, not paying attention at all.

It's not that I haven't eaten military meals in Liaodong.

"Zhechong Mansion failed to entertain the envoy for a while, it's rude."

Zhou Yige apologized.

Fan Zheng took a mouthful of barley rice, mixed with a few pieces of fermented soybeans, and said vaguely, "In Liaodong, my official and the soldiers shared meals. It's just that the fatty meat is too greasy, the vegetables are salty, and the grain is rough. There are no other problems. .”

The soldiers who were a little closer nodded frequently.

What the Shijun said couldn't be more correct, this is the characteristic of the military.

High-intensity drills, non-heavy oil and heavy salt are not enough to maintain the physical strength of the soldiers.

Want something good?
Go to war, win and seize enough delicious food for a while!
At least, there are no rat heads in the Fubing bowl.

Zhou Yige said with a smile: "I forgot that Shijun was a loyal general in Liaodong and in charge of flying cavalry."

Zhou Yige said these words to all the soldiers.

The envoy is not an outsider, and he has also fought in the army!

Fan Zheng waved his hand: "General Zhongwu, it has been exempted! But the connection with flying cavalry is still the same, flying cavalry Zuo Lang general Tie Xiaozhuang is my student."

Zhou Yige intends to make friends, and Fan Zheng does not hesitate to point out the way for the soldiers to make progress.

After all, the current three-dimensional prototype of flying, riding, walking, and riding is gradually revealed, and the requirements for personnel are no longer so harsh.

If you are interested, you can ask Huazhou Zhechong Mansion to try to invite you to Feiqi.

Flying cavalry was selected and became a resident athlete. The treatment, maybe don't look down on the above, it is a sweet potato for the soldiers!
Flying is risky?
What is there without risk?

Are there people who fell and died while walking?

Zhou Yige laughed and said: "Your Majesty, the government soldiers still have enough energy, and they don't know the land of work and the land of the public. Can they serve?"

The so-called half-cultivation and half-war in the Fubing system not only refers to the land given to the Fubing’s family, but also includes the public land, the working land of the captain and others.

Four hectares of public land in Zhechong Prefecture;

Tongguan is Shangguan, with three hectares of farmland.

Zhechong Mansion Shangfu worked in the field, Zhechong Duwei six hectares, Guoyi Duwei four hectares, Changshi and Biejiang each three hectares, Bing Cao joined the army two hectares, school lieutenant one hectare [-] hectares, brigade commander one hectare, team leader, Team vice each eighty acres.

Therefore, in addition to farming the public farmland, the government soldiers also had to work on the work fields of the Zhechong government officials.

Huazhou is Shangzhou, and the public land is [-] hectares.

Fan Zheng inspected the school from the third grade and worked in ten hectares of land.

It's a pity that it's just a school check. Otherwise, the Yongye Tian of the third rank is [-] hectares, and Fan Zheng is only [-] hectares now, and he feels a lot of loss in an instant.

"The training and farming of the government soldiers are already very hard. The public fields of the state government and the official's job fields will not work for them. Soldiers, preparing for war is the right way!"

"In the Battle of Liaodong, although the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty used their lives, their soldiers were well-armed, and their strategies were appropriate, nearly ten thousand soldiers died for the country, and Zuo Nandang and Jiang Xingben were among them."

"The more you practice, the more hope you will survive on the battlefield."

No victory comes easily.

Fan Zheng's words were not high-pitched, but they were deafening.

Zhou Yige stood up solemnly and cupped his hands: "The final general will follow the envoy's instruction."

Hu la la, the government soldiers got up one after another, and bowed their hands in salute.

With such a Shangguan, it is worth working hard for him.

"The plow you are using is not good enough. Zhou Duwei sent a letter to the state government office, asking for a replacement of the Quyuan plow. I will issue another letter to the prison. Please send the master craftsman to allocate a new plow."

Regardless of whether it was the Ministry of Publication or the General Supervisor, Yan Lide was in charge anyway.

In any case, Qu Yuanli was written by Fan Zheng, and the general supervisor had no choice but to show off his face.

It's not that there are no folks who imitate Quyuanli, but this is a public item, and it's not white or white.

Farm tools like Quyuanli can be figured out by dismantling one or two of them.

The iron needed for plowshares, huh, huh, the salt and iron of Datang is now released, and private ownership is allowed.

Of course, it is fine to make farm tools and living utensils, but to make armor, try whether you can carry a knife on your neck.

This productivity-enhancing tool, Fan Zheng doesn't mind being imitated — anyway, he doesn't mind.

Zhou Yige laughed, all the little thoughts he had buried were broken by the envoy.

As for the livestock for farming, don't mention it, six loads of animal power per group is enough for farming.

(End of this chapter)