Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 77 Where is the most basic trust between people
In the market in Luochuan County, Fan Zheng picked up a natto that was slightly smaller than a baby's fist, feeling a little strange.

It is not yet the harvest season, how did these nai survive from last year to now?
The fridge doesn't work that well, does it?

The farmer squatting on the stall grinned: "There is a cave! Put it in the cave, and it will be fine for half a year."

It was only then that Fan Zheng remembered that in future generations, this area is regarded as the boundary of northern Shaanxi, and cave dwellings are a local characteristic.

Nai fruit is bright red and attractive, but unfortunately the taste is sweet and a little sour, with a faint taste of apples.

Nai, also known as Ringo, Shaguo, and Huahong.

It is worth mentioning that the word Ringo refers specifically to apples at this time, a species brought over from the Western Regions, and people who do not understand it are likely to confuse them.

Ringo originally meant the delicious fruit that birds love to eat, but its meaning has changed several times in history.

It's not that the Ringo from the Western Regions is not good, but the adaptability of Ringo's plants is indeed not as good as Nai.

Nai, a fruit tree that doesn't taste good, is widely planted from Hebei to Kunzhou because it has extremely low requirements for water and soil.

Lu Yisheng grabbed a natto, gritted his teeth and chewed it, but except for the pit, he didn't want to spit it out even the skin.

Young, tall, with a great appetite, he can handle anything with his mouth.

Sun Jiu took a small bite slowly, his old face wrinkled into a ball: "Ah! This taste is still so bitter!"

There were people coming and going in the market, and people bumped into each other from time to time, those with better temperament dispersed, and those with bad temper punched each other.

There were two youths in front of them exhaling fragrance, and then entangled them, using fists, feet and elbows alternately, and then embracing and wrestling.

If it was a win or loss, it would be nothing to watch, but the skills, stamina, and body shape of the two people were equal, attracting countless people to watch, and even the city magistrate smiled and raised his arms, not trying to stop it.

It's not that it's not kind, it's just that watching theater is a human instinct, and in this age of lack of entertainment, this kind of thing can be regarded as a great joy.

Fan Zheng is also a fun person, so he stopped at a corner and looked at it with relish.

Because he was not wearing an official uniform, Fan Zheng threw his fists brazenly: "Throw him! Lift his belt! Right leg grabs the middle! There are sea cucumbers to eat!"

The words are getting more and more strange!
Liu Wen and Hua Ming separated the left and right to separate the idlers;

Lu Yisheng stood behind Fan Zheng, trying to prevent others from crowding into Fan Zheng;

Sun Jiu was in front of Fan Zheng, struggling to draw a line for Fan Zheng to look directly at.

"Don't squeeze!" Sun Jiu snarled vigorously, his face changed suddenly, and then he yelled for people to get out of the way.

Hey, the bustle is indeed bustling, but it's a pity that the strengths of the two are too similar, and there is no winner or loser during a cup of tea. The city magistrate looked at the crowded market and had to come forward to tell them to leave and offer to fight outside.

The fun people in the market lamented that the free show could no longer be watched.

Fan Zheng and his party returned to the post house and entered the room. Sun Jiu cautiously looked left and right at the door, closed the door, inserted the latch, and pulled out a note the size of a finger from his sleeve.

Don't laugh at Fan Zheng for writing with a quill pen. At many specific moments, the quill pen is easier to use than the brush, and the characters can be written smaller.

There are only two nonsensical words on the note, Huyi.

Liu Wen and Hua Ming stretched out their fingers silently, pointing to the last word.

Righteousness, justice storehouse.

The other party obviously knew their purpose and provided them with clues.

Sun Jiu lit the candles, and Fan Zheng handed him the note to burn, and began to ponder: "There is no one with the surname Hu in Kunzhou, and there is no one with a household name in his name, so it can only be Sihu who joins the army. The problem is, Shangzhou Sihu joined the army and Judicial joined the army, I know who they are?"

Liu Yan said in a low voice, "Sihu joins the army in You Yichun, and the milling is within the scope of his duties, but the officials of the prefectural government don't cooperate with dismantling the milling, and they don't even want to do it. Shangguan, you should pursue this matter, it's unlucky." It must be him."

You Yichun...

Fan Zheng suddenly pointed at Liu Wen and Hua Ming, overjoyed.

Hua Ming praised in time: "Why is Shangguan laughing?"

Fan Zheng restrained his smile: "Because of your names, I can write a poem. The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and there is no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and there is another village."

Even the steady Sun Jiu couldn't help laughing, the last sentence had the names of the three of them embedded in it, which was very artistic.

Artistic conception, although not everyone can understand it, but even ordinary people can feel its charm.

It's not that the accumulation of rare words and gorgeous words have artistic conception.

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The streets leading to the Governor's Mansion in Kunzhou were extremely deserted, and it seemed that even mice were unwilling to run here.

Fan Zheng wore a Xiezhi crown, blue official uniform, and hemp shoes, and the five of them leisurely stepped onto the street, shaking every step three times, a little eye-catching.

On a street where two carriages can run side by side, thirteen knight-errants, armed with two horizontal knives and more than a dozen short sticks, stalked the street with a dog's tail grass stalk in their mouths, blocking the road.

"Guan Ye, please go back, this road is blocked." The leader of the ranger chuckled.

What about officials?

On this three-acre land in Luojiao, it is the dragon coiling up for me, and the tiger lying down for me!

Fan Zheng raised the fish talisman and said loudly, "Kill it!"

The string moves, and the soldiers shoot out!

Ten soldier arrows shot down ten rangers in an instant, and eleven Yiwei dressed as ordinary people, tore off the round collar robes covering the outside, revealing the shiny infantry armor.

In this weather, they have to wear armor weighing forty catties, which is really difficult for them.

The remaining three rangers fell to the ground with horizontal knives and short sticks in their hands, and knelt down deftly: "Master Bing, please forgive me, we were just joking!"

Regrettably, Yi Wei only obeyed Fan Zheng's orders, and killed them all if he said so.

The only surviving knight-errant desperately held up his sword to fight back. When confronted head-on, he was so shocked that he let go of his sword.

You Xia'er claimed to be comparable to the soldiers of the government, but only now did he realize that the gap between them and the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty was as big as the sky.

The final battle was resolved with a single blow, or a unilateral massacre. Captain Yiwei led the crowd to surrender, greeted Fan Zheng, and brought a provincial talisman master talisman, a foreign official.

"Your Majesty and Menxia Province ordered you to bring copper fish charms to the supervisory censor."

Fan Zheng looked at the main treasure talisman for a long time, and found that the other party hadn't moved at all, so he understood.

Copper Fish Talisman is the top of Fish Talisman, it can mobilize soldiers and horses, if you want to think about the quantity, authority and so on, you have to pay attention to it.

The emperor sent the talisman talisman to hold the copper fish talisman, just to support Fan Zheng and prevent him from being single and weak.

However, they would not hand over the copper fish talisman directly to Fan Zheng, but the master talisman of the treasure talisman. If Fan Zheng's instructions were out of line, I'm sorry, but it will be difficult to follow.

Fan Zheng just wanted to ask, where is the most basic trust between people?

In the Luojiao County Yamen, the judicial history ran into the Yamen panting, and saw the county magistrate who closed his eyes and drank tea soup in the second hall, and reported loudly: "Mingfu, it's not good! The supervisory censor and the others killed him in Dudufu Street. 13 people!"

The county magistrate had a tea bowl, and his expression was not good: "You are very busy recently! Prison, take him to clean the county prison, if there is a louse, don't let him out!"

Hmph, can Xiao Fuguo afford to get involved in this kind of thing!
　I wish book lovers the Year of the Rabbit: the future will rise all the way, wealth will gather at home all the way, and luck will accompany you all the way!

　　
　
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