Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

In October, Honglu Temple and Princess Honghua reached a consensus in a tug-of-war.

Thousands of fine horses are given as tribute in Tuyu Hun, and there is no limit on oxen, donkeys and mules;
The Tang Dynasty stationed [-] troops in Shudun City to assist Tuyuhun in its defense;
The third son Murongzhi and the fourth son Murongruo, both sons of Princess Honghua, settled in Chang'an and were given residences in Jinchengfang.

In addition, the Tang Dynasty protested and protested again and again and condemned the Tibetan people's behavior.

The so-called diplomatic order, without the support of soldiers, is just the old ladies of Zhuangkou spitting at each other with their arms akimbo.

Fortunately, the disappearing and reappearing traces of the Ascension Army in Zongbala Mountain made Tubo wary.

Fan Zheng's threat is no longer pure nonsense, but a sharp blade that can be fulfilled anytime and anywhere.

Of course, the situation in Tubo that had been ups and downs for a while also gave Gar Zanshirudobu and his son a headache for a long time.

In any case, it was internal friction for Tubo.

The scale is almost negligible. Except for Qiongbo Angriqiong, who is planning to raise an army, the rest are just playing house - only a few people dare to call Dayang Tongfuguo.

But the impact was huge. The motherland, which had been deeply buried in people's hearts for a long time, was brought out again.

With this record, Fan Zheng was naturally confident when talking to Princess Honghua.

The purpose of settling Murong Zhi and Murong Ruo was not to retain hostages, but to sincerely preserve Miao descendants for Tuyuhun.

Fan Zheng understands this, and so does the eldest princess Honghua.

If he hadn't been worried about the coldness of his lips and teeth, Fan Zheng would have been able to eat more.

Apart from anything else, it is easy for Dayan in the West Sea to produce several thousand trucks a year.

It is made into refined salt and snowflake salt and sold to the Sogdians, so there is no need to worry about sales. The pickled salt is sold to the common people to make bacon, which is very beautiful.
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Sinong Temple.

The director of Jingyuan after Mingtan was invited to tea by Li Song, the supervisory censor, and he could not come back for a year and a half.

Sinong Shaoqing Tang Tongren said: "A snake can't move without a head, and a bird can't fly without a head. The director of Jingyuan has jurisdiction over all the prisons in Jingyuan. A dedicated person must be in charge."

Si Nongqing Wei Ji smiled bitterly: "Unexpectedly, my promotion back then turned out to be a disaster for the director of Jingyuan. Does Tang Shaoqing have any hard-working people to recommend?"

Tang Tongren smiled and said: "Wolong, the prisoner in the east of Jingyuan, is quite diligent in his work. Although his ability is not outstanding, he can fulfill his duties. I think he is okay."

Wei Ji knew that Wo Long could barely be considered a member of Fan Zheng's line.

Kicking Ming Tan from Fan Zheng's group away from Director Jingyuan, and then returning Director Jingyuan to Wo Long from Fan Zheng's group, does this count as reincarnation?
However, Wei Ji couldn't live up to his expectations as the director of Jingyuan, and the red leopard caught him in his shortcomings, even lying on the ground with thorns and cutting bamboo sticks on his fingers. Wei Ji had nothing to say.

Wo Long has been in charge of the east side of Jingyuan for several years, and he has treated the ruined land diligently. He is a suitable candidate for the director of Jingyuan, and is also suitable for reporting to Sinong Temple.

Tang Tongren's sister, Tang Suwen, married Fan Zheng's disciple Zhen Bang, so it was reasonable to casually recommend Fan Zheng's old subordinates.

Wei Ji would rather take advantage of Fan Zheng's group of people than let the officials arrange personnel from outside at will.

After all, agricultural officers still have to be somewhat professional.

Working by the Chan River, Wo Long has long been tanned, and the calluses on his hands are as thick as those of the miscellaneous households in the east prison of Jingyuan.

The dream of soaring thighs gradually turned into a reality, and the futou also turned into a headband many years ago.

Fan Zheng is still strong and still stands as a third-rank official with his humble background, but Wo Long has no face to seek refuge with his former Shangguan.

If he had followed Fan Zheng to Huazhou like Tang Yidian, he might have changed into a scarlet robe long ago.

However, not everyone can ignore their wives and children. Wolong has his own family to consider, and he makes mistakes every step of the way. In the end, he stabilizes his position due to the lack of eunuchs in the east of Jingyuan.

In fact, this is not bad. At least the salary can allow the family to live a decent life without committing crimes.

It’s just that I’m always a little unwilling.As Wo Long, he really doesn't need to work on his own, he just needs to make arrangements.

However, with this thought in my mind, I will no longer be ready to move until I am tired enough to lie down and sleep.

He stepped on the plow with all his strength, and finally a clump of thatch fell to the ground reluctantly.

Seeing Tang Tongren's dazzling scarlet robe, Wo Long handed the farm tools to Zhang Gu, patted the soil on his body, and crossed his hands in greeting.

Tang Tongren shook his head: "If you are a good first- and sixth-grade official, do you need to do it yourself? Just take over the supervision."

The appointment of officials of the fourth and fifth grades is called the imperial grant, the appointment of officials of the sixth and lower grades is called the imperial grant, and the appointments of officials and ministers of the sixth and lower grades are called the imperial grant.

In addition to the rank, the biggest difference between the imperial conferment and the imperial conferment is whether it needs to go through three provinces.

If the emperor appoints Xingjin ministers, the fifth rank will be a difficult threshold to cross.

After the provincial minister read out the imperial edict, he was given a scarlet official uniform and a fish talisman to carry with him. Wolong received the order in a daze.

After prying out a nest of thatch, he moved to the right to become the director of Jingyuan?
Could it be that Shangguan came back and served as Sinong Qing?

Tang Tongren warned in a low voice: "No. The director of Jingyuan committed a crime and the position is vacant. Your Majesty does not want an outside official to occupy this position, so I recommend you for the sake of Marquis Huarong."

The cause and effect were clearly explained, and Wo Long could find the right temple door even with a pig's head.

In Wo Long's heart, he felt a stronger sense of belonging as an official of Fan Zheng's family.

Without Fan Zheng, why would Tang colleagues recommend you?

Among the other three supervisors, the director and deputy supervisor of Jingyuan, who is not qualified to replace them, so they have to choose you, Wo Long?

Do you have thick calluses?

Having been in the officialdom for many years, Wo Long has deeply understood a truth: it is better to know how to do things than to stand in line.

Wo Long, the director of Jingyuan from the fifth rank, changed into clean clothes, carried his mother-in-law... the preserves of the county monarchy, and rode a little donkey to the Huarong Kaiguo County Marquis' Mansion in Dunhuafang.

After getting off the donkey outside Wutou Gate, Wo Long asked Fang He to lead the donkey. He carried the candied fruits and walked to the door step by step until Fan Zheng hurried out to greet him.

Fan Zheng is still not used to using the door to welcome guests, which has been ridiculed by his colleagues.

However, ordinary people can't enter the farm gate. You will be a slave and make a living with the toad watchmen who are everywhere.

"I left Sinong Temple in a hurry before settling down with you. I feel really guilty."

Fan Zheng patted the back of Wo Long's hand.

Wo Long's eyes were red and he almost shed tears: "Xiaguan, Xiaguan took care of his family back then and couldn't go to places with Shangguan. I always felt shameless to face him."

Fan Zheng smiled and said: "Where do these many ideas come from! Erlang, you greedy cat!"

But Fan Mingqian came quietly and drooled over the candied fruit.

Fortunately, Du Shengxia was very strict and Fan Mingqian did not dare to eat secretly.

Wo Long smiled: "I don't know what to give as a gift, but my wife has made some candied fruits with her own hands, just for the second young master to taste."

Du Shengxia had no choice but to ask Fang He to bring the plate and take out some of the candied fruits. However, she saw Fan Mingqian running out and dragging Fan Baili back to share.

Wo Long high-fived: "Brothers and friends, respect you!"

Fan Zheng couldn't help but smile proudly. The two brothers had been deeply in love since childhood. (End of chapter)