Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 688 Alcohol
Fan Zheng thought of the clay movable type he had asked Chen Zuchang to make, and regretted that it had not come out despite all the hard work.

I originally wanted to ask Linghu Defen, the prince of the country, to offer sacrifices to wine and come up with a typesetting method suitable for the printing industry. However, with the arrival of the Yonghui Year, Linghu may not have that time to offer sacrifices to wine.

Emperor Yonghui wanted to make some achievements as soon as possible, but martial arts could not be successful for the time being, so martial arts was the focus.

Most government affairs are filtered by a group of prime ministers and assistants in the Political Affairs Hall. Almost all the major matters that come before the emperor are semi-finished products. The opinions are all written down, and there is not much room for development.

If you want to express your youthful temper, there is nowhere to show it. The process of the Political Affairs Hall is in place, and Emperor Yonghui cannot even find fault with it.

Then, the frustrated Emperor Yonghui came up with a crooked idea. In the future, students from the Imperial College, Menxia Provincial Hongwen Hall, and Donggong Chongwen Hall would have to go to the frontiers such as the Anxi Protectorate before entering the actual service, and the recommendation process would be carried out. Strict review.

The card recommendation and supervising students will naturally leave some positions vacant, so the number of spring girls each year can be increased from a mere twenty to more than thirty.

Although this increase is not large, it is already the limit of tolerance of all parties.

Although the hole opened by the imperial examination was not big, in the eyes of Emperor Yonghui, it breathed in a lot of fresh air.

As a result, the Imperial College made many changes. The most significant move was to commemorate the Emperor of Heaven. Two additional officials were added to the prison, and they were promoted by honorary officers below the fifth rank and above the third rank.

Linghu Defen, who had always been kind-hearted, showed a fierce face for the first time, and directly warned the 410 [-] students and [-] noble men that anyone who dared to disobey in front of the official, no matter who he was, would be exempted from his status.

Bear weights, practice boxing and kicking, practice swords and guns.

If everyone doesn't give up their coquettish manner, they will be beaten to death by the vicious official with a scabbard.

The Imperial Academy is full of mourners.

The Tang Dynasty, which had always liked protective officials, honorable officers, and knights, fell into a rare state of silence.

"You thief, your baby is going to be beaten to death by Fan Guan!"

There are always women who can't help but feel sorry for their children, and clamor to kill these officials with a knife.

The man was silent for a long time: "I didn't expect that I would also mention the three joys of a middle-aged man."

The foreigner's wife didn't understand, but that didn't stop her from knowing that it wasn't a nice thing to say.

The man looked strange and took a sip of Xinghuacun: "Promote, get rich, die."

The married woman wanted to make a fuss, but she finally used her fresh brain - what do you mean by this thief, will this lady (a certain gentleman) die?
The officials finally acted like the heads of the family and seriously taught the disobedient mother-in-law a lesson.

"His Majesty has decreed that the Imperial Academy will be held at the altar of wine, and an infantry regiment from the left guard will surround the Imperial Academy and kill anyone who enters or exits without orders."

"Do you think everyone in the world will spoil you like me?"

"Besides, are you really looking forward to your children going to the border and dying because they have no power to tie the chicken? At this time, the harder you beat them, the more likely they are to come back alive!"

The fierce foreigner abandoned her knife and burst into tears: "My mother is worried about my son traveling thousands of miles away. How can I let my son go thousands of miles away?"

The man who had regained his confidence stood up with his hands behind his back: "A woman's opinion! What is the purpose of Buqu? Of course, we must protect the baby!"

"If you have the opportunity to go to gold plating and come back for promotion, it will be the same plus [-]%."
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The Imperial College was too busy to pay attention to Fan Zheng, so Fan Zheng could only call Lu Feijia and discuss with Xuande Lang the idea of ​​engraving double-hook hollow characters.

The reason why engraving is difficult is because it requires a high level of craftsmanship, and often a hand shake will ruin the hard work.

So, everyone knows that it requires extra money and is very expensive.

Otherwise, why would the Imperial College spend so much effort to raise four classics students from each of the three upper schools and two classics students from each of the lower three schools to copy lessons?Fortunately, although Dunhuafang dare not say that he is so poor that only money is left, he still has a lot of stuff, so money is not an issue.

Even if the cost of bamboo rises, the income and expenditure of the paper mill and the workshop will be roughly equal, and this does not include the huge profits from alcohol.

Although the emperor changed, the protection fee... was wrong, and the share was still indispensable. Fan Zheng sent an account book every month, and on time submitted the portion that should be handed over at the beginning of the next month to the palace, and asked Emperor Yonghui to personally Take a look.

If you can't get through the middleman, you are indispensable. This is not the focus of Fan Zheng's concern.

The point is, this process, in a sense, tied the emperor and Fan Zheng into a community. Why should others be allowed to stand in the middle?
With the support of the wine shop's huge profits, as long as Fan Zheng doesn't commit suicide, the entire Hou Mansion and the entire Dunhuafang will not have a hard time.

Fan Zheng thought about it and asked Lu Jiasheng to find a bookstore to match the Tian character grid in the double-hook copybook. Then he suddenly remembered that the Nine Palaces grid created by the deceased Ouyang Xun was being used in the Tang Dynasty.

Based on the nine-square grid, it was later derived into the 36-square grid and the 81-square grid, and the traditional grid was simplified into the Tian-zi grid and the rice-zig grid.

A toad watchman ran over with a horizontal knife: "Huarong Hou, Xuande Lang, the chief physician of Taichang Temple's Imperial Medical Office is here to collect alcohol. The procedures are complete, but the person is wrong."

The imperial physician Cheng, who is from the eighth rank, also comes to ask for wild fire?
Fan Zheng and Lu Jia were shy and moved to the front of the winery with standard official steps.

The Imperial Physician Cheng knew someone well, the naughty Tang Yiguo, Tang Yidian's disciple.

In the third year of ascending to the throne, it is already very good to be able to work from the eighth level to the lower level. How many of my classmates are still hanging around at the ninth level.

To be honest, Tang Yiguo's boastful temperament must have made Shangguan very happy and disgusted him.

"The runes are real, the seal is real, and I am also from the Imperial Medical Office, why don't I pretend to be alcohol?"

Tang Yiguo was furious.

No matter how ferocious the toad watchman looked or how unsheathed his sword was, Tang Yiguo never had the slightest fear.

Come on, if you are not convinced, cut my fingertips and try. It will not be unfair to charge you with killing an official and rebelling!

Lu Feijia's belly was so heavy that Qingpao could hardly hold on anymore: "I'm here to tell you, because not everyone can touch this alcohol."

Tang Yiguo shouted: "This is the order of the imperial doctor! If you think about it carefully, can you afford to offend the imperial doctor or even Taichang Qing?"

Lu Feijia patted his belly, his belly trembled up and down, and his smile was sincere: "You're right, Xuande Lang's status is not good and cannot be controlled. I just get out of the way. If the sky falls, someone will hold it up."

Fan Zheng's calm face appeared in front of Tang Yiguo, which made Tang Yiguo tremble a little.

I messed up last time, and when I returned to my brother Tang Yidian's house, I suffered a lot of abuse.

No matter how much he looked down on Tang Yidian's family when he was a child, he could only look up to him and accept it in the face of brother Cong's current rank, which was lower than the fourth rank.

this is the truth.

Fan Zheng snorted in his nostrils: "Qing Taichang is a Qing, so am I, Qing Honglu, not a Qing? If you have something to do, let him discuss it. I can't talk to you."

If it weren't for Tang Yidian's affection, Fan Zheng would have tied Tang Yiguo into the palace at this moment.

If someone uses a stupid thing as a gun, he will actually fall for it, and he won't be afraid that the pot will be too big and crush him.

(End of this chapter)