Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 498
In Maixiang, Fan Zheng reappeared in Chishui.

Lizheng Xin Gema was sweating profusely turning over the wheat on the drying ground, so nobody paid any attention to Fan Zheng.

Along the dirt road that can only accommodate one car, Fan Zheng walked from Chishuizhuang to Jiangzhuang.

Some road surfaces have been cracked, and dust can float to the nose and mouth when one steps down, and the half-wilted weeds are covered with a thick layer of dust.

The sparrows twittered and jumped, feasting on the locusts that had transformed from nymphs to adults.

The tripe cabbage and lettuce planted along the Chishui line have all been dug back home.

Even though they have not yet become migratory locusts, the taste of locusts is particularly fond of crops with thick leaves. If they do not plan, they will only be harmed by locusts.

In the past, the mobilization ability was still weak, and you could still get some gains by luck, but now it doesn't work.

Lizards are like small evils, if you don't get rid of them before they get bigger, you will only suffer from them.

The house in Jiangzhuang has the characteristics of a farmhouse, with a pure civil structure.

The soil is real soil, hard loess, rammed extremely solid.

Even though there has been a brick and tile industry in Huazhou since ancient times, it is still unaffordable for most farmers.

The most incurable disease in the world is the disease of poverty.

Most people's houses are one-story houses, and the unique two-story building belongs to the Baochang without even thinking about it.

Although Baochang can't actually enjoy many benefits, he has no family background, and he can't command the farmers who have their own ideas.

Mu Qiang is the commonality of human beings.

In the drying yard about the size of two rooms, men and women are sweating profusely pushing rakes and turning over the harvested wheat, and children are carrying various tools to catch locusts around the drying yard.

Although it was hot and tiring, no one complained. The eyes of the men, mothers-in-law, and children were full of longing.

Hope is still alive, and I can suffer and suffer.

So far, Fan Zheng has not canceled the decree to buy locusts, and the excess locusts are pushed to the side of Shaohua Mountain to feed Luqiu Buyan's chickens.

The slightly older locusts are still not as tasty.

From time to time, Luqiu would send back some chickens without saying a word, which were extraordinarily delicious after being cooked by the chef.

When the Baochang saw Fan Zheng, he quickly put the handle of the rake under his arm and crossed his hands as a salute.

Fan Zheng didn't pay too much attention: "Go to work! I just need to catch up with a sentence or two."

Although Zhuang's name is Jiangzhuang, the Baochang's surname is Wang, which shows that he has a little ability.

Now Fan Zheng just wants to imitate Li Yifu's accent, and say "Li Laoshuan's second child, catch the strong butt".

Wang Baochang pushed the rake a few times, sweating profusely, and finally squatted on the side of the drying yard and poured half a gourd of water, panting, pulled the skirt of his clothes to wipe the sweat.

I can't sit on it, and whether it's rocks or the ground, it's all hot from the sun.

If not, Wang Baochang would not bother to wear straw sandals.

Farmers live in the fields, and sometimes they really don't like to wear shoes. This habit is not the patent of Liao people.

"According to this way, will this year's life be able to survive?" Fan Zheng had a hint of worry.

Not to mention locusts, the impact of drought must be there, and there are relatively many shriveled valleys.

Wang Baochang covered the gourd and sighed: "I'm afraid it will be rent-free."

Rent is not exempted casually, the Ministry of Civil Affairs has specific regulations on the determination of damages, rent is exempted if the damage is more than four, even if Fan Zheng feels pity, if the loss is not enough, he can only do nothing.

Don't look at the fact that wheat can still be harvested, but Fan Zheng also knows how much deflated grains account for.

The drought has lasted for nearly a year, and it is good enough to keep the common people alive without having to leave their homes and become refugees.

Of course, Fan Zheng didn't count the money the common people paid for selling jumping beetles.

Wang Baochang is a typical farmer's cunning, deliberately not to mention this matter, and Fan Zheng did not expose it.

There is really no need to calculate to the point of pawning off the common people's bibs.

Due to the vast territory of the Tang Dynasty, natural disasters are inevitable. Drought, locusts in Huazhou, and floods in Hebei Province, the disasters are different.
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In June, locusts fly.

In Weinan County, Huazhou, Tongzhou, and Danzhou of Yongzhou, migratory locusts flew into the sky, causing the officials to hunt and kill the common people frantically, but at the same time secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Although there were disasters, they were far less severe than in the past, and the number was less than [-]% of that of the past.

The biggest harm of locusts is to wipe out the crops and make the common people lose their crops.

But this year, Fan Zheng's strategy has been implemented in many places. The wheat was harvested in May, and now there is only stubble left in the field, which can be regarded as escaped.

Shangzhou, Guozhou, and Puzhou were lucky to be out of the range of the locust plague, but local officials were relieved.

A fluke!
Relatively speaking, there are very few migratory locusts in Zheng County, and the closer the county is, the fewer they are.

Fan Zheng sat on the side of the west gate, holding a small net bag, and when he caught migratory locusts, he pressed them to death in the bucket next to them.

Next to it are two carriages, one containing copper coins and the other containing migratory locusts.

"My lord, my migratory locust!"

Several children of the age of dancing elephants ran with net bags, scaled, took copper coins, and secretly exchanged a penny for rubber teeth to eat, and the sound of laughter spread in the streets.

Fan Zheng didn't run around, waving nets to catch locusts, because the locust plague didn't reach that point, and it was also to calm people's hearts.

As long as Fan Zheng still sits in Zheng County and Huazhou, the locust plague will not be overturned, and the common people will have confidence in their hearts.

Between Zheng County and Huayin County, Bai went straight to send a message, and Guihai Haomiao told Fan Zheng that nothing had happened to the Yang family, and with active cooperation, the prevention and control was carried out in an orderly manner.

There are losses, and they are expected, and the common people will not be forced to be displaced.

Fan Zheng's reply was simple and clear.

If the status quo can be maintained, Fan Zheng will guarantee him a place in the exam this year.

Guan Sandao sneered at Guihai Haomiao, what a big deal, why not talk about it?

This official is the county magistrate attached to Guo, have you ever seen me show my merits?

Chang'an City, Tai Chi Palace, Tai Chi Hall.

The emperor coughed lightly: "How about Weinan County, Huazhou, Tongzhou, and Danzhou?"

Sikong Fang Xuanling left the shift: "Danzhou is expected to lose six out of ten, Weinan County is expected to lose six out of ten, Huazhou and Tongzhou are expected to lose four out of ten."

Li Zhi raised his eyebrows: "What is the difference between Huazhou, Tongzhou and other places?"

Fang Xuanling raised his wat: "Your Highness, these two places paid for locusts half a year ago, either to eat or to feed chickens. This matter was also mentioned by Yuan Yishi, the inspector of Yushitai, when he visited Huazhou. "

Li Shimin was thoughtful: "Remember, the supervisory censor criticized Huazhou's salt production as competing for the interests of the people, and Huazhou was still not convinced."

Li Qianyou, the doctor of imperial history, came out of the class: "Not only that, Yuan Yizhi also found out that Huazhou was sentenced to overdue imprisonment and forced Huazhou to correct."

Li Shimin smiled and said: "Well, Fan Zheng has always been tough, why should he give a backward person face?"

Li Qianyou replied: "The minister is also strange. He thinks about it, and there is nothing more than two words: selflessness."

These two words did not refer to Fan Zheng, but to Yuan Yishi.

No matter what Yuan Yishi will look like in the future, at least the current Yuan Yizhi is still a young man full of ideals and ambitions.

The room was silent.

Was it because they were selfish?
Dog thief!

Cheng Yaojin laughed loudly: "Speaking of selflessness, old Cheng is the most selfless. Apart from a little bit of appetite, there is nothing wrong with him!"

The mocking sound sounded as usual, and Li Qianyou, who remembered it, was extremely grateful to Cheng Yaojin.

Cheng Yaojin was distracting himself from the pressure by rolling around.

The word "selfless" has hit the lungs of many people!
(End of this chapter)