Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 470
The prefectural and county lawmakers, together with Zhizhong Tang Yidian, Chang Shi Luqiu Buyan, and Zheng Lingguan's three swords all rushed over. Bai Zhi and his sword surrounded the not-so-large Shaohua Building.

Tang Yidian must hug Fan Zheng's elephant's leg, and there is no room for loss;

Guan Sandao had to come because the incident happened under his rule;

Only Luqiu didn't say anything because he was afraid that Fan Zheng would blame him.

Don't say that Fan Zheng doesn't have any evidence pointing to Luqiu. Does the matter of officialdom need evidence?

Can't clear up the past, maybe he will be planted when Luqiu doesn't say anything.

Fan Zheng drank a glass of Qin wine indifferently: "Fa Cao went to see if any of the bartenders were knocked out. Come on, don't let some trifles spoil your mood, drink and sing again."

The sound of silk and bamboo reappeared, and Miss Butterfly's singing involuntarily carried a trembling sound, a bit like "it's all your fault".

Zheng Wu'e, Luo Shengfang and the others breathed a sigh of relief, seeing what the envoy meant, they did not suspect them.

Fortunately, Huazhou has such a discerning envoy!

After drinking two cups of Qin wine, Zheng Wu'e couldn't help but be curious: "Don't make me wonder, and the villain is curious, how can I make you and your family see the difference?"

The point of these words is not Lei Jiu, after all, this kind of personal protection servant, without a bit of observation ability, can't hold this job.

Fan Zheng chuckled: "How many people can meet the bartender in the new clothes? Even if there are, why do they appear in front of this official?"

Even doing this kind of thing has to wear new clothes, and the slight cleanliness has not been cured.

What Fan Zheng and Lei Jiu did was just to take precautions in advance, who knew that this Tang's expert would be useless!

Lei Jiu didn't play enough, and he couldn't hold on anymore.

Zheng Wu'e thought about it, he really didn't meet it a few times.

You are already a bartender, how can you be particular about wearing new clothes?

It's not that he won the number one scholar!

Not long after, the state and county Facao came up to report with a bartender dressed in old cloth and listless.

"Your Majesty has predicted things like a god, and I found the bartender who was knocked out in the ear room."

Fan Zheng waved his hand: "Mingfu and the others go back, Judicial joins the army, Judiciary can bring a few people to inquire, and the shopkeeper will add some wine and food."

"Fa Cao's investigation is limited to the territory of Huazhou."

Although there is no evidence at all, Fan Zheng is sure that General Yunhui Mo Wenwu did it.

The old grievances are hard to let go, even though Mo Wenwu has many heirs, it is still unavoidable to hold grudges, sending one or two assassins is considered within the rules.

If it's only aimed at Fan Zheng, then it's still very particular, everyone is just attacking each other within the rules;
If he dared to attack General Dingyuan's mansion, Fan Zheng would not hesitate to let him destroy Miao Yi.

Mrs. Gao immediately stood up with that big mound of meat, and said happily: "Little lady, let the chef be good at cooking!"

The meaning in Fan Zheng's words was not to blame Shaohua Building, so Mrs. Gao was naturally very happy.

As for things like free, it can't be said, it will overwhelm the guests and annoy all the tyrants.

Tang Yidian and Guan Sandao returned after receiving orders, but Luqiu hesitated for a while without saying a word, and finally left sadly.

Relationship is like glass, it is easy to let it crack, but it is difficult to restore it to the original state.

After drinking for three rounds, Fan Zheng was slightly intoxicated, and squinted at Zheng Wu'e: "You've put in so much effort, please don't be sympathetic, and invite me to the banquet, won't you just invite me to see the intestines?"

Zheng Wu'e waved his hands again and again: "Master, don't be joking, if you have ten more guts, I won't dare to play with Yuchangjian."

"I heard that Huazhou is going to repair the various water dams in the state, and I would like to invite Ying to undertake a part of it."

Fan Zheng tapped his finger on the table twice, Zheng Wu'e waved his hand, Le Wu stepped back.

Fan Zheng leaned heavily on the back of the chair, and looked at Zheng Wu'e with some amusement: "This kind of work is mostly conscripted to do it, and the amount of money and food given is very small, so it's a loss?"

Zheng Wu'e laughed and said, "Who can tell what is lost and what is earned? Most of the fields of the people here are near the waters."

It's clear.

First build their section to ensure that there will be no floods, and then slowly build other sections. The small abacus is quite loud.

Therefore, Zhu Haoqiang didn't care about the slight loss in money and food.

There is no need to demand that everyone is a good person and put others first before others, as long as they don't intentionally harm others.

"I can explain to Chang Shi and distribute some dike sections to you, but you also have to guarantee that you will not beggar your neighbor and pit the common people's fields."

Fan Zheng opened his mouth, puncturing some small thoughts.

Don't think of Hao Qiang too kindly, build the embankment of your own house, let the water flood the good fields of the neighbors, make the other party have to wipe their tears and sell Yongye Field to tide over the difficulties, and then buy Yongye Field at a low price by yourself. Someone can do it.

Just looking at Luo Shengfang's embarrassed smile, one can tell that he somewhat has this idea.

It is a deep-rooted instinct to annex land, just like a wolf falling in love with sheep—love to eat.

Zheng Wu'e quickly winked at the crowd, and said with an apologetic smile to Fan Zheng: "Master Mo thinks about it, we, as the citizens of Huazhou, should benefit Huazhou, and never dare to do such dirty tricks."

Fan Zheng grinned: "It's best not to let me know if you do it."

This sentence was a bit harsh, beads of sweat oozed from the foreheads of Zheng Wu'e and Luo Shengfang.

Fan Zheng chewed a mouthful of tender mutton: "How many years has it been since the catastrophe in the second year of Zhenguan? During this period, have there been floods, droughts, or locusts?"

I almost slipped my tongue and spit out the word "soup".

Tang Yidian and the descendants of the Tang family committed crimes!
Zheng Wuxi crossed his hands: "Returning to the envoy, there are occasional floods and droughts, but they are not serious, but there are no locust plagues."

Fan Zheng shook his head dissatisfied: "There have been no locusts for 18 years, so you can't prevent the locust disaster from happening again?"

If other officials were to face him, even though Zheng Wu'e didn't dare to disobey him, he would yell a few times in his stomach.

Are you worthy of talking about farming?

Ever touched a plow?

Opening and shutting up one by one has to dig a foot deep, why, use it as a graveyard for you?
Only Fan Zheng, who made a curved plow and created a deep farming method without a single mistake, was promoted from the director of Jingyuan to the Shaoqing of Sinonong. Who dares to say that he doesn't understand farming?
Maybe some details, Fan Zheng can't be so perfect, but it's not something that powerful people can ignore.

All the tyrants stood up and crossed their hands: "I respectfully invite you to teach me."

Fan Zheng sighed: "Hey, I have committed the mistake of being a good teacher again. Let's put it this way, locust eggs can be buried in the ground..."

As soon as the call was over, the central idea was to plow six feet deep, turn over the soil, and let the poultry eat eggs and adults.

With a depth of six feet, the Zhiyuanli is obviously not capable. Fortunately, the Quyuanli has been gradually promoted in Huazhou, and most of the tyrants have replaced it with new plows.

According to Fan Zheng, in addition to deep plowing their own fields and renovating the soil in the forest, their Quyuan plow had to be shared by neighbors.

The reason is very poignant, once the locusts hatch, no matter whose land you belong to, they will eat them piece by piece.

Don't forget, locusts can fly!

Zheng Wu'e and the others could only hold their noses in response, lent Qu Yuanli to share, and promised to communicate with all the powerful people in Huazhou as soon as possible, so that this method would be widely used.

I was just pretending to be a good person, but I didn't expect to become a good person. What's wrong with this world?
(End of this chapter)