Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

After hiding the old prince's ministry, there are still many gradually rising, but more of them are slightly suppressed.

Do you really think it's easy to get rid of grudges?
Chen Xujun was able to obtain the status of a foreign official in the military history, most likely because others kept the bottom line.

The bottom line is something that sometimes feels like a burden, but if a dynasty loses the bottom line, it will be cast aside by future generations, just like a man who loses his small nose in public.

That is, the bottom line is getting lower and lower, and finally it can go as low as the Mariana Trench.

Fan Zheng changed into his official uniform, rode on a rough horse, Lei Qi and Lei Jiu guarded him, He Gouxiong cleared the way, and fifteen men with sabers as a guard of honor rushed to the west gate.

Inside the West Gate Corridor, a foreign official with a short beard and almond-shaped eyes in a crimson dress, and several officials in soap-colored attire, are inspecting the passing of pedestrians and merchants.

Soap official, of course it is soap-colored clothing.

From time to time, I would take apart the baskets and inspect them, and occasionally I would take a few bites from the baskets of jujube sellers, and then let them go with a wave.

In this era, it's really normal to rely on mountains to eat mountains.

Which person who eats official meals doesn't take a bite by the way?
Fan Zheng was displeased and frowned.

How is this behavior different from a fat translator?

"This is Chen Xujun, the commander of the army." He Gouxiong, who is good at observing words and demeanor, pointed at foreign officials. "Your envoy should not blame you for everything. They are just taking a bite to eat, and they are already very clean."

This made Fan Zheng even angrier.

Fan Zheng understands the truth, but it's disgusting to watch!
Such a military history, actually wrote a letter to let Fan Zheng pay attention to the granary, which is a big joke in the world!
With a dark face, Fan Zheng rode his horse out of the west gate, ignoring these petty officials at all.

Chen Xujuan stroked his short beard like a hedgehog, and looked at Fan Zheng's back in doubt: "Could it be that Mr. Shi didn't see my letter?"

"It's strange, even if I'm not as good as Zhuge and Zhou Lang in appearance, I still have [-]% of their brilliance, so why don't you treat me politely?"

Poor Chen Xujun hadn't realized that eating dates almost missed his future.

The future is often controlled by the likes and dislikes of the superiors. One palm can lift you to the sky, and one finger can push you to the ground.

Especially for officials with no foundation and improper reputation, it is even more terrible.

In the two rows of pines and cypresses, Butian and Changtian switch roles. From time to time, farmers can be seen leading the cattle and holding the shaft of the plow. The sharp plowshares of the curved shaft plow easily break through the soil and pull out all the grass roots.

The sparrows are in groups of three or four, landing on the newly plowed land, pecking at all kinds of insects and eggs.

Fan Zheng stopped his horse and quietly glanced at the newly dug land.

It was too dry, even the roots of the weeds looked extremely dry, and I was afraid that throwing a fire would ignite a large area.

Because Fan Zheng set the depth, the plowing was deeper, and the number of insect eggs dug up was extraordinarily large, which made Fan Zheng very worried.

A muscular man in his fifth decade was dragging a curved plow to break the ground alone, and the plow was supported by a middle-aged man.

The man stopped and looked at Fan Zheng, curled his lips imperceptibly: "As an official, you know how to do such a lowly job?"

Fan Zheng pointed to Qu Yuanli: "I created this thing, do you think I understand it?"

The man unloaded the plow rope, put the plow plate on, and crossed his hands to salute: "It's actually the envoy to your face. Forgive the grass-mind Zheng Yu (hèng, a common word for place names) for his poor eyesight and ignorance of nobles."

Fan Zheng smiled, but didn't mean it.

This purple robe was only worn by Fan Zheng in the entire Huazhou. With the name Zheng Kui, it was impossible for him to be ignorant of it.

You ask the majority of common people, do they know the word "堼"?
"The soil is dry and there are many insect eggs. Next year there may be a plague of locusts. What does the patriarch think?"

Fan Zheng dismounted, scooped up the front and back of the official uniform, squatted on the ground, took a look, and said decisively.

He Gouxiong can clearly describe the name and appearance of the head of the Zheng clan.

Zheng Yu sighed: "Natural disasters and man-made disasters, there is nowhere to hide. Life is suffering, and death is liberation."

Fan Zheng's face was stern: "Nonsense! If there is a natural or man-made disaster, why don't you live?"

"In the past, when the floods flooded, Dayu stepped forward and passed the house three times without entering. Finally, the floods flowed into the sea along the river."

"Now the prefecture diverts water and stores it to prepare for next year's drought, so that we can replant wheat and other things. Please cooperate with the prefecture."

"I dare not say that it is safe, but if I can survive one more person, I will feel more at ease."

His skin is a bit thick, and he dares to compare himself with Dayu.

On the premise of water control, Fan Zheng mentioned that Dayu is fine, after all, it is too old to cause suspicion.

Zheng Kui bowed his head: "Your Majesty has a heart of compassion and compassion, and is not a hypocrite. Zheng Kuo is willing to help with the power of the clan. The grass-roots people have already ordered people to dismantle the mills in the stone embankment."

Not to mention that the common people are ignorant and ignorant, whether the officials are sincerely doing their best or deceiving them, the people's hearts have a scale, and at most they are powerless to resist.

Although Fan Zheng holds a high position, he cares about the common people, and every word is jargon, not empty talk.

Zheng Yu's discouraging words earlier were just to test Fan Zheng's attitude.

This Zheng clan is strange, the majestic patriarch pulls the plow himself, doesn't he even have donkeys and mules?

Zheng Wu'e is a powerful man, but he failed to be the head of the clan, what a failure!

Zheng Kui grinned, showing his yellow teeth: "Back then, I swung a horizontal knife and played with Duke Chen in Tuyuhun and Gaochang. I got a few heads, got some Yongye fields, and served Aniang among the Hui people."

Let's just say, it's a pity not to earn military merit with this strength.

The effective enlistment period of Datang's Fubing is from Cheng Ding's 21 to 60 years old.

But this is a theory, that is to say, everyone can be recruited as a soldier in a hurry.

One tube every three years, that is, the opportunity to replace the old with the new.

After several years of killing and harvesting, most people would naturally return home to enjoy the family happiness.

Except for some who are particularly promising in the army, or those who are greedy for career fields, most of the government soldiers will still rotate back to their hometowns.

With Zheng Yu's seniority as a soldier, plus his achievements in killing enemies, even a tycoon like Zheng Wu'e has three points for him, and he is more than enough to be a patriarch.

Zheng Yu laughed and said, "If it wasn't for Qu Yuanli, the envoy, I would really be unable to pull it by myself."

Well, here comes the interest, kick the cow aside and do it yourself.

"You fought Gaochang because you followed General Niu Jinda, so you dare not use oxen to plow the fields?"

Fan Zheng said a joke.

Although Niu Jinda did not excel in the battle of Gaochang, it was recorded in the "New Book of Tang".

There is no credit, but also hard work.

Zheng Yu bared his yellow teeth: "Your wise eyes are like torches, and you know that Caomin is following General Niu."

Hehe, this is a catchphrase.

Fan Zheng punched Zheng Yu's shoulder, causing his fist to hurt.

"Good guy! With this body, let's talk about a team upright?"

Zheng Yu smiled honestly: "The honor of the gentleman is nothing more than the vice-president of the team."

If you don't serve A Niang, you can live a good life with [-] acres of land.

"If you don't give up, I will wait for the family to arrange a light meal."

Zheng Kuo still understands the ways of the world, it just depends on whether he is willing.

Fan Zheng waved his hand: "These dozens of people are still delaying your work. Work hard, and next year's difficulties will be over. If you ask me for a chicken, you will definitely not refuse."

"The difficulty has not yet passed, and this official has a guilty conscience and dare not accept the feast of the people." (End of this chapter)