Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 299 Fatty Meat
Li Shimin came to the wheat field, of course, not to play, but to take a look, and it was somewhat effective.

Fan Zheng is under pressure, and Li Shimin is also under pressure.

Although in recent years, because of the extermination of Turks, breaking Tuyuhun, swallowing Gaochang, and his great martial arts, the Xuanwumen Incident has gradually become less infamous, there are still people who will stare at his actions.

No matter how emperor Li Shimin is, he can't silence everyone, and he can't kill all those who are slightly hostile.

Changing millet into wheat seems to be the director of Jingyuan's own business, but it is easy to fall into the shoes of others, so it is best not to make mistakes.

Just like what happened back then, some people believed this kind of nonsense. Can you expect the people to be completely rational?

Don't say that people's wisdom is not yet developed. In the era when people's wisdom is said to have been developed, not many people have the ability to discern.

What does it mean that Taoism is one foot high and magic is one foot high!

Most of the time, the people are like puppets on strings. If some forces stir it up, the people will believe it is true and have no discernment ability.

Blaming the people for not being able to distinguish right from wrong is worse than killing those who manipulate the people.

Otherwise, it's all bullshit.

Successfully changing millet into wheat, Li Shimin has added a brilliant achievement to his achievements. Even if he enters the Taimiao to worship his ancestors, he can also proudly say: Aye, what I have achieved today is that Dalang, who you are optimistic about, can do. of it?
Half of the brilliant achievements of the Zhenguan Dynasty were due to Li Shimin's restraint, and the reason for his restraint was his vanity.

Hmph, I am the Son of Heaven, so I am better than my elder brother!

Of course, Li Shimin is just a mortal in the final analysis, he still has emotions, makes mistakes, kills his officials unjustly, and is a thief.

No one is a real saint, only mortals who are deliberately sanctified by later generations.

Well, there are also people who deliberately vilify, such as Na Su Dingfang.

"The director of Jingyuan is conscientious, and the supervisor of Wolong is doing his best. I am very relieved." Li Shimin shrugged at his growing waist. "Liang Lang should record this matter in the "Liuju Note" to show the merits of his subordinates."

Wolong beamed with joy.

This means that my mere seventh-rank official can also be famous in history?

Forefathers and ancestors, Wolong finally lived up to the lintel!
Life is alive, fame and fortune are two words, this hard work has made Wo Long within reach.

"As long as the production can be increased by [-]%, Datang will be able to live many more people."

Li Shimin was filled with emotion.

Since the Tang Dynasty, the population is still smaller than that of the former Sui Dynasty. Isn't food an important shackle?
If the population can be increased even more, I guarantee that the great army of the Tang Dynasty will be invincible in the world!

There is enough food and grass, Da Tang Erlang dares to fight against any difficulties and obstacles!
"Your Majesty should devote himself to realizing his lofty aspirations."

Fan Zheng expressed his opinion.

It's fine after death, Fan Zheng is not that great.

In the final analysis, Fan Zheng is just a mortal with the right direction, who can't live up to the imposed greatness, and also has selfish distractions.

"Director Jingyuan, is there anything I can help you with?"

Perhaps because of Fan Zheng's honesty, Li Shimin raised his mouth.

Of course, whether to be polite or really want to make a move is all in his mind.

Fan Zheng thought for a while: "The Shangguan is very supportive of the minister, and the subordinates are also dedicated. The minister himself has nothing to ask for."

Wo Long opened his mouth wide in surprise, he didn't expect the director to be so virtuous.

Zhang Anan whispered a few words in the emperor's ear, and Li Shimin understood Fan Zheng's half of what he said.

"I will strictly order the Ministry of Officials to take care of the students who come out of Dunhuafang. All dirty methods are not allowed to touch them."

Hehe, Fan Zheng is an interesting young man. Instead of taking the opportunity to seek a promotion and make a fortune, he is happy to support students.

Young people who want something and want something, but not too much, should be reused!
If Fan Zheng really had no desires, Li Shimin might be afraid.

It's a pity that during the Zhenguan Dynasty, Fan Zheng had already walked very fast, and if he mentioned it again, it would be killing him.

When there is no reward, only one knife can be rewarded.

Otherwise, why did old Li Jing deliberately say that he was sick and would not go to court, closed the door to himself, declined guests, even his own siblings, General Youwuwei, and Li Keshi, Duke of Danyang County?
Speaking of Mr. Li Ke, he is also a wonderful person.

Li Keshi was also involved in the change of Xuanwumen. History books say that he has made many military exploits, but he refuses to go into details.

Li Keshi was called "Bird Thief" by Chang'an people because his other courtyard was in the south of Kunming, and he liked to ride and shoot animals all year round. Wherever he went, flocks of birds flew away, and he lived to the age of ninety.

Press it, swing it, let's simply pull Fan Zheng after the pheasant slave ascends the throne.

"Your Majesty, take care that the directors of Jingyuan who are present today, regardless of officials, slaves, or foreign households, will eat [-]% more meat!"

After Li Shimin left, the director Tang Yidian announced loudly.

The voice of "long live" is endless.

The emperor of the Tang Dynasty did not overbearingly use "Long Live" as the emperor's exclusive name, so the eunuch Shaoqing can still be called Zhang Wansui.

However, "Historical Records: Book of Fengchan", "Historical Records: The Book of Xiaowu", and "Hanshu: Emperor Wuji" all have the etiquette of Shan Huan live.

From the end of Tang Dynasty to the Five Dynasties, Guanxiu, a poet monk, had a poem "Seven Songs of Shouchun Jinzhu Shengsheng: Long Live the Mountain Call": "The sound teaches the inaction day, and the sound of the mountain call is long live. The rumble is like the sound of the valley, and the sound of the sound is like thunder. Cuiba is the sky. The pillar, the root plate leans against Fengcheng. Respect for thousands of years, and bring peace every year."

Add meat by [-]%, that is, two or three extra slices of fatty pork per person.

For Fan Zheng, he was too fat, and he didn't want to talk about it, but for the official slaves and Tibetan households, this was a great gift.

People with dry weight need supplements of heavy oil and salt.

The concept of a healthy diet is not suitable for people with heavy physical strength. Without enough oil and salt supplements, it is impossible to make up for their lost energy, and it will drag the body down.

For the official class, it is a little picky.

As a Shangguan, Fan Zheng sneaked back to the yamen to have a meal if he couldn't reach the meal time. Since he wanted to pretend to share the joys and sorrows, he had to pretend to be full of tears.

There was half a bowl of coarse barley rice, looking at the fatty meat that Tang Yidian specially beat on it, Fan Zheng was a little bit speechless.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s wheat or rice, it’s just the dangling fat meat, the oily light is shining under the sun, it’s really hard to eat!
However, Tang Yidian's kindness could not be rejected, nor could he throw it away.

Turning his eyes, Fan Zheng held the bowl and strolled up to Fan Hu who was squatting on the ground eating, and smiled and picked up a piece of fat: "I saw it, you worked hard today! This piece of meat is my official." It's a reward!"

If you say the same thing a few times, the fat meat will be sold out, and the wheat rice with some vegetables is equally delicious.

It's just a bit loud, haha.

Fan Zheng didn't notice that there was something called "hope" in the eyes of the Fanhus.

Strictly speaking, there is still hope for the aboriginal households to become miscellaneous households with more freedom of living and lighter burdens. They only need to wait for the crown prince to ascend the throne, and they will be pardoned once.

Beloved, hehe, when you go to bed at night, raise your pillow a little higher, think beautifully.

Maybe their next generation will be able to survive until they are pardoned as lovers.

As for the official slaves, being able to turn into a Tibetan family is their greatest pursuit.

(End of this chapter)