Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 475

He Gouxiong happily lit a small stove in the tea room of the second hall, and cooked tea soup for Fan Zheng.

Because of his background, he needs to make a living in many ways, and He Gouxiong also knows all kinds of crafts, but he is not proficient.

Fortunately, Niu chews peonies, and Fan Zheng is not a delicate person. Tang Yidian's style of tea soup is good, and Guo Jing's eyes are sour. He can taste rough tea soup like He Gouxiong.

But Tang Yidian couldn't stand it any longer, and gave some pointers, talking about the first boiling, reboiling, and third boiling for a long time, but he couldn't say anything about the wood ginger seed oil.

He Gouxiong had some ideas, but he decided not to let go of the intestines or liver.

It's so strange, I've never heard of these things in tea soup, and it's not cooking.

Fan Zheng took a sip of He Gouxiong's tea soup, and his smile gradually became brighter: "It's much better than last time."

Lu Qiu silently took a sip with eyes full of disgust, only wet his lips.

Clumsy, not as skilled as my wife—the former sister-in-law.

However, Luqiu, who had suffered a loss once, kept silent, and was extraordinarily restrained, not daring to write anything on his face easily.

"Is it for the purpose of crushing the stone?"

Luqiu's official uniform was dotted with mud, and it seemed that he had worked hard to travel among the waters.

My family knows their own affairs, and sooner or later their own mills on the stone embankment will have to be demolished.

"Understood, I'm going to smash the mill."

Regardless of whether he was really screwed or not, Fan Zheng was beyond reproach if his posture was in place.

Maybe he can let go of his past offenses a little bit.

After Luqiu left without saying a word, He Gouxiong couldn't help laughing.

"Why, what's wrong?"

Fan Zheng glanced at He Gouxiong.

This Chang Sui winked very well, he wouldn't be so disrespectful, did he have something to say?

He Gouxiong got up and crossed his hands: "Don't dare to lie to my lord, this long history has been an official in Huazhou for ten years, and he smashed ten rollers."

No matter how you think about it, the taste is a bit wrong!

The cost of milling is expensive, if you smash one mill, it doesn't matter, you can smash ten, hehe, even if you are as rich as Fan Zheng, you will feel a little distressed.

"Details."

Fan Zheng sat down in front of He Gouxiong, and waved his hand to signal him to sit down.

"Those who are interested carefully pondered over it, and inquired about the news, and finally confirmed that the long historian has a total of two millstones."

"One is the millstone that was knocked on the side for the first time, and every time I deal with Shangguan, I pull it out and smash it with two hammers; the other is the millstone that I use every day."

Fan Zheng laughed.

Well, it is well known that officials are treacherous, but Luqiu did not say that this is a new trick.

Even so, no Shangguan would dismantle it after knowing about it.

That's the way it is in the officialdom, you give me three points of face, and I will give you back some face.

This is the advantage of having local people around. It is impossible for ordinary Baizhi, Zhiyi, and officials to reveal this matter.

Since He Gouxiong is the chief follower, Fan Zheng will definitely bring him into Chang'an when his rank is full, and it is normal for him to change his nationality, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Luqiu didn't say that this was old officialdom.

To deal with these officials and handle these affairs, Fan Zheng felt that he needed to recruit some talents.

In the land of Huazhou, is there no sage left?
"If your lord wants someone who can give advice, there is often a person in Shaohua Building who is greedy for money and lustful. Although the clothes are not luxurious, they are not cheap. He is good at wine, sex, and gambling. He makes friends with all three religions."

"Although I like the Tang Dynasty, but to the royal family... I am alone, with an unstable personality, but I am willing to help the lonely and needy, but I don't have much money left."

"The villain only hears people calling him Lao Ba, but he doesn't know his name."

In addition, He Gouxiong also handed over a piece of letter paper.

The writing on the letter paper is not beautiful, with iron trees and silver hooks, giving off a murderous look.

"Chen Xujun, the history of Huazhou's military affairs, kowtowed: When the emperor came to Huazhou, the first thing was to pay attention to agriculture and mulberry. He dared to be the first in the world to prevent locusts and drought. The small officials admired him. However, in the year of floods and droughts, famine must be prevented. Huazhou is Warehouses, righteous warehouses, and Changping warehouses, are there any big rats? Is there enough food to be used? I beg the king to make a living for the people, and then conduct a detailed investigation. The petty official will kowtow again."

Interesting, a military history, the attention is actually the granary!

He Gouxiong twisted his mouth, Chen Xujun, whose name is Jiude, was a marginal figure who was unable to cross the Ninth Rank threshold after being the former member of the Prince Yin.
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Si Gong joined the army Qi Zhifang, with a slightly thin body, strong eyebrows and eyes, and five willow whiskers fluttering in the wind.

As the name suggests, "Zhifang" comes from the Kun hexagram "Six Two, Zhifang Da" in "Book of Changes", which means: straight, square, and upright, and Qi Zhifang's temperament has always been like this.

Qi Zhifang rode ten miles from the county seat and climbed up on foot from the west of Panlong Mountain.

There is no way, the dragon head of Panlong Mountain is high in the north, winding to the south, with cliffs in the north, a mountain ridge in the south, gentle slopes and lush forests in the east, and steep hills in the west, but it is the best choice from the direction of Zheng County. .

Qianlong Temple faces south from the north, and is located among lush forests and bamboos. There is a spring in the south of the temple that does not dry up for many years. There is a locust tree growing in the middle of a cypress tree in the courtyard.

In the tea room, the master of the temple, Zen master Liaokong, received Qi Zhifang by lightly brewing fried tea.

Ever since Popo and Zen Master Xuanmo went to Shengguang Temple, they created the method of frying tea, which has gradually become popular among Buddhists. Even the monk Xuanzang, who translated scriptures at Hongfu Temple in Chang'an, praised the method of Zen.

It is undeniable that tea has a refreshing effect, but some condiments in the tea soup are a bit embarrassing, and the taste of the condiments is reduced, and it seems to be worse. Fried tea just relieves this embarrassment.

"Amitabha, Si Gong worked tirelessly to come to the Han Temple, and I expect to tell you something important." The brows were completely white, and the temple master paid a tithe. "Although the mountain temple is poor, it is willing to share the worries of the local people."

So empty and humble.

With the reputation of Qianlong Temple and its prosperous incense, it is more than enough to renovate it twice.

"According to the envoy's order, I have something to discuss in your temple. I have heard about the good deeds of lawyer Xuanchan, and I admire him very much. I ordered the meritorious Cao to discuss it. I plan to set a stone in front of the pagoda forest in your temple to show it."

Qi Zhifang took a sip of the slightly astringent tea, and opened his mouth slowly.

Even if the six faculties of the monks are quiet, they cannot completely eradicate greed, hatred and ignorance, and the hobby of being famous has not yet been eradicated.

To erect a stele for eminent monks, the temple is not as good as the common people, the common people are not as good as the government, and the government is not as good as the imperial court.

Liao Blank raised his eyebrows lightly: "Amitabha, Bhikkhu of the Han Temple, thank you for your kind praise. But I am obliged to share the worries of the local people."

Qi Zhifang chuckled, although the master of the temple is a monk, he is good at understanding people and the world.

"I came here to discuss another matter. The emperor thought that there would be a drought next year and feared locust plagues, so he managed all the water in the state and stored ponds and swamps."

"In the water of the stone embankment, there is a millstone that obstructs water diversion, and it is one of the noble temples. The envoy asks whether it can be removed temporarily, so as to overcome the locust drought, and then erect a stone embankment."

Li Kong knew very well in his heart that the state government was determined to remove the grinder.

Wei Sigong joined the army and promised to erect a monument to lawyer Xuan Chan, which is a gesture of favor;

If you don't know the face, do you really think that the government's big slap can't slap Fang Wai?
Don't forget, the meritorious Cao's mastery of Buddhism and Taoism has only a slight tendency in the books and certificates, which is enough for Qianlong Temple to feel uncomfortable.

After Li Kongheshi, Baoxiang solemnly said: "Our temple handles common affairs, the original intention is to accumulate strength, in order to prevent future disasters, and help the world with meager strength."

"Since it hinders water storage and irrigation, it should be removed first, and it will be planned in the future."

Qi Zhifang smiled: "The master of the temple is merciful."

When other officials in Huazhou saw Zen Master Kong, they would be more or less polite, but Gongcao could not.

　Thanks to the book friends "Bas Bacon" and "Fresh Egg Tart" for their friendship!
　　
　
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