Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 553 Simple Nobility

Finally, when it came to an end, Fan Zheng leaned lazily on the back of the chair, not wanting to lift his arms.

The body is not so tired, but the mind is tired.

A heavy burden falls on one body, and millions of people look up to Bie Jia to be impartial. Fan Zheng has been trembling recently, fearing that he will be negligent and cause casualties.

Although he knew that casualties were inevitable, Fan Zheng somewhat blamed himself. If he had let the counties inspect the houses under his control, would he have saved some lives?
All the temples and monasteries follow suit and give porridge every now and then, which gives the refugees many chances of survival.

Among them, the porridge in Taizhen Temple is mainly for young children. It is said that Taoist Master Fengzhen donated all his land to it.

Somehow, even Fan Baili paid attention to this matter, clamoring to donate old clothes to the refugees to keep warm.

Du Shengxia managed to stop Fan Baili's unreliable thoughts.

"Dalang, you can't act hastily because of good intentions. You and Erlang's clothes are much better. If someone wears them, it will not be beautiful if they cause evil intentions."

Fan Baili bowed his head, thought about it carefully, and finally agreed with this opinion.

Stubborn Fan Baili turned around and begged for some old clothes from a few people he had contacts with in the workshop. He took Yuan Lai, Lei Shisan and others, and led a little donkey, to the porridge kitchen to distribute old clothes.

Although the clothes are old, they can dispel the cold, and many refugees receive them one by one.

The scene of Sicang Shi beating someone was unforgettable. Everyone knew that Yongzhou had strict rules.

Seeing the children saluting and collaring their clothes, Fan Baili grinned.

The teacher taught me right, and I did good deeds within the scope of my ability, and I was really happy.

Chen Lijian, the jailer of Wannian County, who was carrying an iron ruler and dressed in Zaoli clothing, couldn't help laughing when he saw Fan Baili: "Young brother, this is doing good deeds!"

Fan Baili crossed his hands: "Brother, is this a low value?"

Chen Lijian smiled and said: "I have tried my best for ten days of Lianxue, brother. I just want to go back and taste A Niang's mess."

"It's inappropriate for you to act here without anyone wearing official uniforms. Some rascals love to make trouble, and wait for me to return with you."

Chen Lijian's words were not aimless. On a street corner not far away, one or two rogue figures appeared and left because of Chen Lijian's appearance.

Although Lei Shisan and the others have great martial arts skills, and Fan Baili's status is also extraordinary, it might save trouble, wouldn't it be better?

Fan Baili looked at Chen Lijian's attire, and said with a smile, "Brother, are you still practicing your abacus?"

Chen Lijian was ashamed: "Junior brother, don't make fun of me. Seriously, I should ask Mr. Wu to refund the tuition fee, and I will return all the skills I learned!"

Among Professor Wu Sang's students, Chen Lijian was the worst at learning abacus. Otherwise, why would Fan Baili make fun of him?

Fan Baili pinched his fingers: "Entering the yamen to work as an errand will make life easier. After a few years, I will find a wife, and my brother will be able to practice kneeling on the washboard."

Chen Lijian smiled and said: "If I really found a wife, I would be happy to kneel on the washboard! Why, you are so young, you worry about this matter? You are not good enough to marry you!"

Fan Baili waved his hand: "Vulgar! I'm calculating how many people I want to follow."

After distributing the old clothes, the brothers bickered and went south along Xing'an Street, intending to go to the east of Jinchangfang and turn back to Dunhuafang and Qinglongfang.

"Get out of the way! The horse is startled!"

In the direction of Qixiamen, a bay red horse galloped along Xing'an Avenue, and soon rushed to Jinchangfang, and it was about to hit Fan Baili!
Chen Lijian turned pale with fright, stretched out his hand to push Fan Baili away, and waved an iron ruler to meet him, without thinking that this was a mantis' arm.

The bay red horse glared and raised its hooves, avoiding Chen Lijian by a foot, then neighing and stepping down on Chen Lijian.

"It's over, there's nothing left to eat."

Chen Lijian saw that there was no way to avoid it, and the only thing left in his mind was this.

With one punch, the bay red horse fell over unwillingly, its huge eyes were full of horror.

Is this something humans can do?

Lei Shisan looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back and whistled, looking like a master.

Fan Baili and Chen Lijian didn't see that the hand behind him was already red and swollen, and he shook it in pain.

No matter how powerful he is, Lei Shisan is only a person after all, not a Buddhist Vajra or a Taoist protector.

Fan Baili looked at Chen Lijian in surprise: "What are you thinking? How dare you face the galloping horse?"

His words were a bit disgusting, but he was really surprised that Chen Lijian pushed him away.

Brother, do you know that you will die like this!
Chen Lijian was shocked, and let out a long breath: "What are you thinking? You didn't think about anything! Can you still think at that time?"

In fact, most of the behaviors of helping others in times of distress are purely instinctive and natural, and there is no time to think about anything at all. Those "what to think about" are forcibly whitewashed.

When someone is about to die a second later, can you still think about eight hundred words of mental activity?

Perhaps, without whitewashing, with a plain face, it is more moving.

Please return it with simplicity and nobility, instead of painting it in a fancy way, even if you don't know yourself.
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When Hou Mo, Chen Yu and his wife saw Erlang coming home, their old faces were all glowing, and they kicked Da Lang aside who didn't want to see him.

"Erlang, try your aunt's stir-fry!"

Da Lang pursed his lips and quietly moved to the corner.

You can't see me, you can't see me.

It's not that Hou Mo and Chen Yu's couple are snobbish, it's just that they are far away and near smelly. Who made Chen Lijian not return home for more than ten days?
Chen Lijian has been at home for more than three days, and he still doesn't know why he hates it!
Stirring dough is famous, and the ingredients are simple. Wheat noodles or sweet buckwheat noodles, or mixed noodles are stirred.

Stirring Tuan pays attention to one tendon, and it is quite laborious to eat.

If you want to eat bacon and fried sauce, that is an extra thing.

Chen Lijian doesn't have a tricky mouth, so he can eat happily when he stirs up the group, and winks at Da Lang by the way.

Hou Mo and Chen Yu squatted down: "Mother, Erlang has entered the palace. Although he may not be able to become an official, at least he will have no worries about food and clothing. Almost, we have to consider Dalang's marriage."

The mother-in-law handed over a bowl of stir-fried dumplings, her smile gradually congealed.

Ninety percent of the things that can silence adults are because of lack of money.

Hou Mo and Chen Yu gritted their teeth and sent Chen Lijian to Dunhua Fang to study, bearing a lot of pressure.

Fortunately, it was not in vain. Although Erlang's wishful thinking of being a bookkeeper did not work out, it was not in vain to go to the Yamen to be a prison.

However, Da Lang has also reached his age, so he can't arrange a marriage for him?

Although the general six rituals do not cost much, it is still money!

Among other things, one hundred pennies for a pair of wild geese, right?
A rich man is a man, but a man without money is difficult.

Holding the mixing bowl, Hou Mo and Chen Yu suddenly felt that it was not fragrant.

"Is Fang Zheng at home? Fan Zheng is here to visit."

Hou Mo Chen Yu's heart trembled, he got up suddenly, put the bowl and chopsticks aside, and trotted open the courtyard door.

Fan Zheng, who was wearing thick uniforms, led Fan Baili, and Fang He behind him was pulling a carriage. The silk, yak meat, and preserved fruits on it made Hou Mo Chen Yu dizzy.

Although Hou Mo and Chen Yu had received some salary on a monthly basis, Hou Mo and Chen Yu had never seen such a scene.

"Xianhou, didn't my baby cause trouble?" Hou Mo Chen Yu asked with difficulty.

Fan Zheng crossed his hands with a smile: "That can't be done! Chen Lijian returned home with Fan Baili, and a startled horse came galloping, and he pushed Fan Baili away without thinking. He is a rare good man."

Hou Mo and Chen Yu broke out in a cold sweat.

"Erlang, you didn't get hit, did you?"

As soon as the words came out, Hou Mo and Chen Yu knew it was nonsense.

Even if it's just rubbing, Erlang will definitely not be so energetic.

　Thank you Caribbean Rice for your support!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)