Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 82 The reason
As the saying goes, mountain lizards live halfway up the mountain, which is true.

Backed by the karst cave, there is a small flat on the mountainside with almost no soil. The houses of more than [-] families, with thatched roofs, form a small village, standing in the middle of the vast mountain.

In the event of a disaster, the cave is their retreat.

There are no chickens and ducks, because they can't afford to raise them, and because the hunters are good at skills, half of them can actually be hunters, and there is no need to keep them at home.

Occasionally, a few dogs can be seen, half-starved and half-fed, which makes these mountain dogs, which do not look too big, many have the ability to hunt on their own, and it is not surprising that they occasionally bring a bloody pheasant or hare home.

Why not just be hunters?

Although hunters have good income most of the time, it is inevitable that there will be times when the income is not worth the consumption, which is unstable!

Planing food in the soil, although difficult, is better than stability.

On the flat in the corner of the stockade, Yiwei set up camp, and the curtain (tent) was tied into a plum blossom shape, leaving Fan Zheng and his curtain in the middle to defend.

Curtains, poles, beams, nails, prongs, hammers, pots, horse bowls, salt bags, and medicine bags are all necessary materials for marching.

There are many books that mention vinegar butai salt. There should be, but it will not be the mainstream. It may be a helpless move at the beginning of the founding of the country.

The "Taibai Yin Jing" clearly marked the number of salt bags and salt for people and horses, which is the official standard.

Yiwei will not eat food given by others, he can only cook it himself.

One group has one pot, which is also the origin of the basic military unit of "group", and also the source of the military's so-called "planing food in one pot".

The team was leading a few Yiweis, following Fan Zheng every step of the way, allowing Fan Zheng to follow Pan Gengxiang into the empty house.

Dare to bring Yiwei into this village, of course he is sure to wipe out the entire village in one fell swoop, not afraid of what they will come up with.

Fu Bing is very good, but Yiwei in the Zhenguan period is even better.

Because the strong ones in the government soldiers need to take turns to serve, most of them went to Wei Yi's mansions.

Then, he changed his identity and became Yi Wei.

In other periods, there is a saying that strong branches are weak but in this Zhenguan, the branches are strong and the stems are stronger.

Two simple wooden beds of different sizes, and a small amount of bran in a pottery jar are almost all of Pan Gengxiang's belongings.

Pan Ying'er beat a bowl of bran and some wild vegetables, got a little oil and salt from nowhere, put them into a pot hanging over the firepit, added water and boiled slowly.

Soup, that's it. To say it's delicious, there must be enough things to change the taste, especially the meat.

Li Yifu curled his lips, a meal without Sichuan pepper is soulless!Melon skin!
Before being recommended by Li Daliang, he lived in Yongtai County, Zizhou, Jiannan Road, and eating hemp was a habit that was deeply rooted in his bones.

Later generations of Yongtai County were merged into Yanting County, under the jurisdiction of Mianyang. The spicy taste is long and fragrant, but it is often necessary to see an anorectal doctor.

There were no chairs in the room, just a few dry wooden blocks, Fan Zheng sat down naturally, Li Yifu hesitated slightly, and sat next to Fan Zheng.

He didn't understand why the virtuous brother insisted on coming to this Shanliao's house, it was so smoky.

Pushing aside the fire pit, the wrinkles on Pan Gengxiang's face became more obvious under the light of the fire.

"It is said that people want to evade taxes, but who knows that people are suffering! Originally living in the mountains, the output is not as good as that in the valleys, and they have to pay two stones of millet per person, two feet of raw silk, and six feet of mediocre silk. How can I afford it. "

Pan Gengxiang babbled.

Li Yifu's expression changed, and he wanted to speak, but he held back.

"If you can't pay, the yamen servants will beat and scold you, and of course there will be a riot. Then, the government will simply separate the Liaoren, and they will not be counted as household registration, and the Liaoren will not be allowed to go to the market to trade."

"Without iron, we can still bear it, but what if we don't have salt? You can get a bucket of salt for beating a deer. It's bitter!"

During the Tianbao Year and before, the Salt Dispute Law was not practiced in the Tang Dynasty, and the price of salt was ten cents a bucket, a very stable price.

Of course, what I'm talking about is coarse salt, and what kind of refined salt, frost salt, peach blossom salt is another price.

During the Suzong period of Tang Dynasty, salt was collected and sold by officials, and the price was increased by 110 Wen for each bucket of salt, which became [-] Wen. This matter was recorded in the "New Book of Tang".

Ten coins were exchanged for a deer with a hairy crown. Even if the deer was dead and small in size, it was obviously bitten by the merchant.

Li Yifu couldn't help being angry: "Since the year of Wude in my dynasty, rent mediocrity has become a rule, and Yi Liao always loses by half. How dare Bizhou not reduce it by half?"

The halving, of course, is not due to preferential treatment or the like, but because Yi Liao's place of residence and productivity really can't keep up.

Don't think too much, Bizhou's accounts must still be halved.

As for the overcharged money, there is no need to ask where it went, even an inexperienced person like Lu Yisheng can guess the result.

Fan Zheng just smiled wryly.

It is not a problem of one or two people that the imperial edict reduces the number of places, but the number of places does not. This is a common problem.

If the imperial court really wanted to ban it, there wouldn't be so many bad things.

This is the result of relatively clean and honest officials not long after the founding of the Tang Dynasty.

People's hearts are going to be blackened, and even Lao Zhu's peeling grass doesn't have much effect.

"Isn't this the main reason for the mountain bastard's rebellion?"

Fan Zheng asked the key point.

Although it hurts to cut flesh with a blunt knife, it is not enough to kill you.

Li Yifu's evaluation of Fan Zheng was a little higher.

Although Fan Zheng has not been in the Yushitai procuratorate for a long time, he is not very clear about the various functions and powers, but he looks at the problem directly to the core.

Li Yifu also thinks so. Since the mountain beasts have not rebelled against the harsh treatment before, it means that they are still above the bottom line of their tolerance. Of course, there are other reasons for raising the flag suddenly.

"At the beginning of this year, there was a new official in Bizhou, what kind of gentleman is here..." Pan Gengxiang scratched his head.

"The envoy is the governor of the state, the biggest official in Bizhou." Li Yifu couldn't help explaining.

Pan Gengxiang nodded: "That's right, it's the envoy. There are more than a dozen villages around Nuoshui County, and I have invited a few village elders to intercede with the envoy. The conversation was good before, but in the end, the envoy set up a feast of dog meat. !"

Fan Zheng and Li Yifu clapped their foreheads together.

Shan Liao inherits from his ancestors as Panhu, and Panhu is a talking dog that can marry a princess, so Shan Liao is not so overbearing that he forbids people to eat dog meat, but he himself does not know how to eat dog meat.

This is not a ban, but a respect for ancestors.

I don't know if the governor has been tricked.

But if you are an official in a place with a lot of people, you don't know what you should be afraid of, and you deserve to be cheated to death!
Asking a mountain lizard to eat dog meat is comparable to humiliating a wife face to face. As long as the mountain liao is a little bloody, he will turn against him!

Li Yifu turned his head to look at Fan Zheng, with a blazing light beating in his eyes.

Credit!

This is a big credit!

Take it!

"Mr. Ge, fix it!" Li Yifu was in a hurry, and his Zizhou accent was revealed.

The whole thing was not as simple as Pan Gengxiang said!
Even if there is, in front of the supervisory censor, there must be no!
Do you really think that the supervisory censor is a harmless kitten?

Hehe, this is a big bug that wants to eat people!
In particular, it is to eat officials!

Fan Zheng agreed very much.

Li Yifu, who has not gone astray, is an aspiring young man, thinking about how to dip steamed cakes with the blood of corrupt officials.

Li Yifu, who has lost his integrity, can dip steamed cakes with anyone's blood.

(End of this chapter)