Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 474 He Gouxiong

Eating snacks, sipping light liquor, listening to the sonorous and passionate singing, watching shadow puppets flying and fighting on the white cloth of the stage, Fan Zheng seemed to have the illusion of traveling through time and space.

Fan Baili quietly straightened his waist, lightly dipped the chopsticks in the wine, and tapped one end on Fan Mingqian's mouth and the other on his own tongue.

Fan Mingqian was still smacking his lips, but Fan Baili put down his chopsticks boredly.

It's not much sweeter than the juice squeezed by the servants!

Lu wine with a slightly sweet taste, the customer group was originally under-drinking, the elderly, the weak, women and children, and gradually disappeared in later generations, only Yanglin fat wine remained.

Children's drinking in the Tang Dynasty was nothing new. Yuanri's Tusu wine was a good example. It was only because Fan Zheng mentioned that the Fan Baili brothers had better drink it after they became middle-aged men, so Fan Baili sneaked in.

Big rules will be followed, and small rules will be broken. Fan Baili's reaction is no different from most urchins.

Out of the corner of Fan Zheng's eyes, he saw Fan Baili's actions clearly, but he didn't forcefully correct him.

Don't try to teach your child to follow the rules, it's a thankless task, if you kill your child's nature, the consequences of rebounding will be astonishing.

The best way to educate is subtle, Ye Niang leads by example, and some taboos are also informed in advance
Some Yeniangs, while teaching their children to "plant more flowers and less thorns", tried their best to sow thorn seeds in the baby's field, tsk tsk.

The Fan Baili brothers are good-natured by nature, and there is no need to criticize them occasionally for some not-too-excessive mistakes.

If it's like Jiexiu's villains, let's bury them, there is a clear distinction between naughty and vicious.

Fan Zheng himself was mischievous back then, so he had no reason to criticize Fan Baili.

Fan Mingqian gradually got used to the passionate singing of the shadow puppet, holding Fan Baili's hand from time to time, pointing to the shadow puppet and saying that this is beautiful and that majestic.

The clothes waiter stood around Fan Zheng, neither far nor near, and knew the rules very well.

The one who held the clothes in front had a broad face and thick eyebrows, two shallow scars on his face, a new fluffy fluff, and slightly larger lips slowly explaining the shadow puppets without disrupting the rhythm of the stage. Obviously, he also did the explaining for the customers. Not a lot.

"This festival is Farewell My Concubine. The Overlord of Western Chu is doomed to be defeated, and I bid farewell to Concubine Yu..."

"Yanei, in this festival, the overlord of Western Chu led eight hundred disciples to ambush the Marquis of Huaiyin in the Han Dynasty, and finally refused to live alone in the east of the river, so he slayed himself on the Wujiang River."

At that time, the second military master met the first and third military masters, and the tactics of the elite soldiers were defeated by the tactics of the sea of ​​people, which was embarrassing.

Fan Baili was puzzled: "Aye, the overlord of Western Chu can obviously return to Jiangdong, and recruit troops to fight again, why did he have to die here?"

Fan Zheng responded softly: "Anyone who does great things depends on his momentum. When the momentum rises, he breaks the boat and calls himself the overlord, and the world dare not disobey him; when the momentum falls, even the same clan follows Henkel."

"When he returns to Jiangdong, he no longer has the appeal he used to have. In addition to years of fighting, Jiangdong's children have suffered heavy casualties and need to recuperate."

Fan Baili was thoughtful.

Zhiyi smiled and said: "When the world comes together, the heroes are not free."

"Name." Fan Zheng became interested in this clothes for the first time.

Holding his clothes and forks in his hands, his brows twitched slightly, trying to suppress his joy: "The emissary, the villain He Gouxiong, is nineteen this year."

this strange name...

Zhiyi smiled nonchalantly and said: "This is a humble name: black dog bear, a humble name is easy to support. In the second year of Zhenguan, Ayaniang couldn't stand it. The villain grew up eating a lot of food, and the Xuanchan of Mengqianlong Temple The lawyer took pity on him and allowed the villain to go to the monastery as a novice for board and lodging, and to use a humble name to suppress bad luck."

"Nowadays I have some Susukida outside the county seat, and I still hire someone to farm it for me. The villain can find some life in the city, including explaining the shadow puppets for Laoqiang. It's easier than planing food in the soil."

Fan Zheng couldn't help giving He Gouxiong a high look.

People who grew up eating hundreds of meals in disaster years are lucky, know a lot, and are good at avoiding taboos.

Good luck doesn't mean that Ye Niang didn't survive, don't bother, it means the luck of surviving.

Both Buddhism and Taoism share the titles of Master and Lawyer. The difference is that Taoism has Master of Majesty and Buddhism has Zen Master.

"Readable?"

He Gouxiong smiled: "Lawyer Xuan Chan is kind-hearted. After homework, he enlightened the villain in the squatter. Although I dare not say that he is quite enlightened, the runes of the prefectures and counties can roughly be interpreted by the elders."

"Unfortunately, the lawyer passed away last year."

Fan Zheng nodded slightly.

Although Buddhism is a bit bloated, some self-disciplined monks are worthy of respect, and those who can save all sentient beings are even more worthy of respect.

Qianlong Temple is the oldest temple near Shaohua Mountain. Legend has it that Liu Xiu, who was defeated in the early Eastern Han Dynasty, once hid in Panlong Mountain. His son, Emperor Hanming, ordered Qianlong Temple to be built here to repay the kindness of hiding. It is the oldest temple in China. one.

It's Panlong Mountain and Qianlong Temple, it doesn't matter if it was in the early years, but now Fan Zheng is a feudal official, and it is a matter of death to rashly associate with Qianlong Temple in this sensitive period.

"If you have such a great virtue in your jurisdiction, you can order Si Gong to join the army to verify it. If it is correct, you can set a stone to remember it."

Si Gong joined the army to take charge of sacrifices, Buddhism, medicine, etc., which is really the right match.

It has nothing to do with Fan Zheng's personal preferences, since he is a local parent, he should try his best to get rid of his personal emotions and treat him fairly.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, treat everything as a straw dog" actually means this.

This world, if you expand it to refer to the imperial court and the government, it is also applicable.

Fan Zheng closed his eyes and thought for a moment: "Will you follow me forever?"

The long follower can still occupy the clothes holding quota, but he has transformed from a free commoner to a semi-free servant. The benefits are money and food and Fan Zheng's protection.

To put it bluntly, if He Gouxiong was the long follower, and he met Zheng Wu'e and others when he went out, Zheng Wu'e would have to smile.

He Gouxiong tried his best, but didn't he just want this convenience?

He is just an ordinary person struggling to beg for help in the world of mortals, and he can't play with those lofty gestures.

"He Gouxiong wishes to follow the envoy forever... Your Excellency!"

Fan Zheng felt a little regretful.

Originally, Fan Zheng wanted to set up these temples, but He Gouxiong told about the deeds of lawyer Xuan Chan, but he was too embarrassed to do so.

Si Hu joined the army and Feng Hu came from outside the Shaohua Building, his fine kudzu clothes were covered with a lot of mud, but he didn't care.

After Tuantuan saw the ceremony, Feng Hu drank a big mouthful of tea soup, exhaled: "I have a headache, there are a few mills in the section of the Shidi River (Shahe River), and it involves Zheng's clan, Changshi, and Qianlong Temple."

"Follow the original route to divert water, soaking the houses of the three common people and several tombs."

Those who have water to irrigate will not be able to compete for profit by grinding;

The irrigators are not allowed to immerse people's huts and graves of bad people;
Officials are not allowed to shoot fields or make mills in the ministry.

The decree of the Department of Water Affairs of the Ministry of Industry is excellent, but its implementation depends on whether the party concerned and the local officials are tough.

"Officials are not allowed to make millstones in the ministry, I will inform Luqiu and not deal with it."

"Zheng clan, I will go to mediate; Qianlong Temple, ordered Si Gong to join the army to mediate when communicating with Li Xuan Chan lawyer stele, I believe monks are willing to be kind to others."

Officials, this is pure bullshit.

If you don't make mills within the scope of power, go to other places, who cares about you?
This is like telling the mice in the granary not to steal the rice and noodles.

As for the extreme method of smashing and grinding the apron, it is best not to use it lightly, because it also costs money to make the apron.

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