Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng
Chapter 5
Chapter 5 Do the math
Outside Daxingshan Temple, there are only a dozen or so people selling letter incense, and all of them are benevolent.
After all, this is not a slaughterhouse, and it's not appropriate to sell incense with angry eyebrows.
Most of the people outside the Fangyuan cannot completely cut off the ties of the world, and they will not be indebted or indebted until they have cultivated to Stohan.
Not to mention Si Tuo Han, even Xu Tuo Huan has no one in a hundred.
Cultivating Buddhism is to learn how to cut off the ties of the world and set out to become an arhat, but the road is long.
Not to mention the old friends and relatives, even if we receive good believers on a daily basis, there must be some karma, and it is not a big deal to allow their people to sell letter incense, so it is inevitable to take care of one or two.
There is no stall approved by the monks, and even Bai Zhi from Wannian County can easily drive away without the soldiers of the left guard.
Over time, the stall owners became a little proud of it.
"Hey, Wuzan, did you see the new stall next to it?"
"Do you want to take a gamble that you can stay here for a few days?"
"I advise you to be kind. If you don't look at them, are they two middle-aged men?"
Wuzan is not a monk, nor is he bald, but he is born with fine and short hair, which cannot be raised no matter how long it is.
Yaxiangfang is a commonly used incense prescription in temples in this era. The quality of everyone is similar. The only difference is how different the background of each family is.
There is a big gap between relying on a Zen master and relying on a monk, okay?
Two rangers with fluffy bodies and poisonous snake tattoos faintly protruding from their shoulders, holding short sticks in their hands, lit the incense cars of each family. Without hairpins, they could only grieve. disaster.
Youxiaer has never been a good word, Guo Xie of the Western Han Dynasty is a clear proof.
They are called chivalrous and righteous, but they are actually plotting and calculating. There are too many such rangers.
When they arrived at the incense car with the three-character flag of "Dunhuafang", two middle-aged men replied bluntly: "What are you doing? Fang Zheng told me that we only have to collect money. Do you want to buy incense?"
You Xia'er smiled ferociously, and pulled the incense stick to the ground with a stick, and the fragrance of teeth scattered all over the ground.
Although the ground is fairly clean, this kind of incense is no longer suitable for sale.
"Old and young people in Dunhuafang, someone has bullied us!"
The middle-aged man was not afraid, but pulled out two jujube sticks from under the incense car, and swung them at the two rangers.
The two rangers were a little confused.
No, dragons and snakes are mixed in Chang'an, isn't it that we rangers have the final say in the market place?
Zhong Nan's stick technique is unfamiliar, it's not a big deal, even You Xia'er was about to clean it up with his backhand, but he could only control the strength and stick technique with humiliation, not daring to use too much strength.
Do you think Tang people should wear horizontal knives?
The imperial court can't help the common people to hold a normal number of horizontal knives, but the price of horizontal knives starts from one handle to two pistols, is it common for the hard-working villagers and rangers to equip them?
For a group of rangers, it is already very rich to have two or three horizontal knives.
Besides, what kind of horizontal knife do you want?
You are afraid that the lawsuit will not eat enough!
The yamen servants of the Zhuang class, Bai Zhi, and the soldiers of the Zuo Houwei, although most of the time they turned a blind eye, but they were killed, and no one would end well!
Jujube wood short sticks, which are easy to carry and durable, are naturally the best choice.
Let's put it this way, unless it's on the head, no one would choose a horizontal knife if there is a jujube stick - why don't you pay for your life when you die?
Besides, just give you two horizontal knives, can you stand out from the encirclement?
That voice is really not for nothing, young and strong in their thirties, either in Ge clothes or sackcloth, barely any holes, everyone holds jujube sticks, their eyes don't look like they are fighting, but like... a thief in the late Sui Dynasty Rob the fat sheep!
In this situation, I dare not attack the two middle-aged men who are so good at picking their feet!
Next to the hairpin-free look complexity.
Originally, he was a little displeased when someone came up to grab the deal, and he even felt a little gloated when he saw You Xia'er making trouble for him, until the two middle-aged men rose up to resist, but he was worried about the middle-aged man.
Human nature is that complicated.
You can't say he's a good guy, but he's not a bad guy either.
Seeing so many helpers shouted out by the middle man, Wuzan was frightened silly.
Dare to love, people have already opened the cloth bag and waited for Hanhan to jump into it!
A drop of cold sweat trickled down his cheek.
Fortunately, I didn't talk too much today, and I didn't play tricks against the two middle-aged men...
Sure enough, in the land of Buddhism, be kind!
Seeing that the situation was not good, the two rangers threw down the jujube sticks and rushed towards the street outside the workshop.
Strange, after running for a while, why does the scenery in front of me not change at all?
When I came back to my senses, I realized that my feet had been an inch off the ground, and I was stepping on the air, and a big hand was pinching my neck.
helpless.
The demonic soprano was shaking the eardrums: "Brother Fangzheng, sister's hand, isn't it beautiful?"
Fan Zheng clapped his hands and said with a smile: "My sister is a hero among women, but it's a pity that Princess Pingyang Zhao died. Otherwise, in the Detachment of Women, there would be my sister's general!"
Aunt Fan laughed wildly: "It's still Fangzheng who knows the goods!"
Which woman in the Tang Dynasty is not proud of Princess Pingyang Zhao?
The two rangers were tied up, and the residents of Dunhuafang happily dragged them and pushed the incense cart back to the workshop, and took back all the incense sticks scattered on the ground.
People in this era can't see waste, even if it can't be offered to gods and Buddhas, it has other functions.
A group of left guard guards passed by, and the two rangers seemed to see a savior, howling like killing pigs,
The head of the gang stopped in his tracks and smiled kindly: "Hey, Xiao Fangzheng, are you going to kill a pig?"
Fan Zheng laughed: "Boss Ding laughed, isn't this poor Dunhuafang who came to Daxingshan Temple to sell incense? However, the tens of thousands of incense sticks were taken by these two, so please go back and do the math. "
Team Leader Ding patted Fan Zheng on the shoulder: "Clean it up."
Ranger's heart is cold.
It's over, the officials will protect each other.
It was only then that they remembered that Fan Zheng, a small Fangzheng, might be just an inconspicuous little official, but he was a member of the government system after all. How could they be messed with by ghosts and snakes?
The term "ox ghost and snake spirit" comes from Tang Du Mu's "Preface to the Collection of Li He".
It is more than enough to hang two rangers on the gate of Dunhuafang.
When the wind blew, people swayed, and the waste incense under their feet ignited, the smoke was like bacon, and the pungent smell made people weep.
"Hurry up, sweep all the waste incense in the workshop and burn it."
Fan Zheng, a dark-hearted person, counted all the waste incense as a loss.
You have to arrange someone to guard it, so that the waste incense cannot be set on fire.
All water and fire are damaged, and those who commit crimes will be compensated; those who make mistakes will not be compensated.
If you see a fire, whether you should report it or not, and whether you should save it or not, the crime of fire will be reduced to two degrees.
After all, the houses in Chang'an are mainly civil structures, which are prone to fire. The entire Tang Dynasty has been extremely strict since the founding of the country.
The left and right guards built the "Wuhoupu" organization in Chang'an to manage public security and fire protection. There were 100 people in the big city gate and 30 people in the big workshop; 20 people in the small city gate and five people in the small workshop.
Dunhua Workshop is of course the smallest workshop.
The so-called small does not refer to the land occupation, but the population.
(End of this chapter)
Outside Daxingshan Temple, there are only a dozen or so people selling letter incense, and all of them are benevolent.
After all, this is not a slaughterhouse, and it's not appropriate to sell incense with angry eyebrows.
Most of the people outside the Fangyuan cannot completely cut off the ties of the world, and they will not be indebted or indebted until they have cultivated to Stohan.
Not to mention Si Tuo Han, even Xu Tuo Huan has no one in a hundred.
Cultivating Buddhism is to learn how to cut off the ties of the world and set out to become an arhat, but the road is long.
Not to mention the old friends and relatives, even if we receive good believers on a daily basis, there must be some karma, and it is not a big deal to allow their people to sell letter incense, so it is inevitable to take care of one or two.
There is no stall approved by the monks, and even Bai Zhi from Wannian County can easily drive away without the soldiers of the left guard.
Over time, the stall owners became a little proud of it.
"Hey, Wuzan, did you see the new stall next to it?"
"Do you want to take a gamble that you can stay here for a few days?"
"I advise you to be kind. If you don't look at them, are they two middle-aged men?"
Wuzan is not a monk, nor is he bald, but he is born with fine and short hair, which cannot be raised no matter how long it is.
Yaxiangfang is a commonly used incense prescription in temples in this era. The quality of everyone is similar. The only difference is how different the background of each family is.
There is a big gap between relying on a Zen master and relying on a monk, okay?
Two rangers with fluffy bodies and poisonous snake tattoos faintly protruding from their shoulders, holding short sticks in their hands, lit the incense cars of each family. Without hairpins, they could only grieve. disaster.
Youxiaer has never been a good word, Guo Xie of the Western Han Dynasty is a clear proof.
They are called chivalrous and righteous, but they are actually plotting and calculating. There are too many such rangers.
When they arrived at the incense car with the three-character flag of "Dunhuafang", two middle-aged men replied bluntly: "What are you doing? Fang Zheng told me that we only have to collect money. Do you want to buy incense?"
You Xia'er smiled ferociously, and pulled the incense stick to the ground with a stick, and the fragrance of teeth scattered all over the ground.
Although the ground is fairly clean, this kind of incense is no longer suitable for sale.
"Old and young people in Dunhuafang, someone has bullied us!"
The middle-aged man was not afraid, but pulled out two jujube sticks from under the incense car, and swung them at the two rangers.
The two rangers were a little confused.
No, dragons and snakes are mixed in Chang'an, isn't it that we rangers have the final say in the market place?
Zhong Nan's stick technique is unfamiliar, it's not a big deal, even You Xia'er was about to clean it up with his backhand, but he could only control the strength and stick technique with humiliation, not daring to use too much strength.
Do you think Tang people should wear horizontal knives?
The imperial court can't help the common people to hold a normal number of horizontal knives, but the price of horizontal knives starts from one handle to two pistols, is it common for the hard-working villagers and rangers to equip them?
For a group of rangers, it is already very rich to have two or three horizontal knives.
Besides, what kind of horizontal knife do you want?
You are afraid that the lawsuit will not eat enough!
The yamen servants of the Zhuang class, Bai Zhi, and the soldiers of the Zuo Houwei, although most of the time they turned a blind eye, but they were killed, and no one would end well!
Jujube wood short sticks, which are easy to carry and durable, are naturally the best choice.
Let's put it this way, unless it's on the head, no one would choose a horizontal knife if there is a jujube stick - why don't you pay for your life when you die?
Besides, just give you two horizontal knives, can you stand out from the encirclement?
That voice is really not for nothing, young and strong in their thirties, either in Ge clothes or sackcloth, barely any holes, everyone holds jujube sticks, their eyes don't look like they are fighting, but like... a thief in the late Sui Dynasty Rob the fat sheep!
In this situation, I dare not attack the two middle-aged men who are so good at picking their feet!
Next to the hairpin-free look complexity.
Originally, he was a little displeased when someone came up to grab the deal, and he even felt a little gloated when he saw You Xia'er making trouble for him, until the two middle-aged men rose up to resist, but he was worried about the middle-aged man.
Human nature is that complicated.
You can't say he's a good guy, but he's not a bad guy either.
Seeing so many helpers shouted out by the middle man, Wuzan was frightened silly.
Dare to love, people have already opened the cloth bag and waited for Hanhan to jump into it!
A drop of cold sweat trickled down his cheek.
Fortunately, I didn't talk too much today, and I didn't play tricks against the two middle-aged men...
Sure enough, in the land of Buddhism, be kind!
Seeing that the situation was not good, the two rangers threw down the jujube sticks and rushed towards the street outside the workshop.
Strange, after running for a while, why does the scenery in front of me not change at all?
When I came back to my senses, I realized that my feet had been an inch off the ground, and I was stepping on the air, and a big hand was pinching my neck.
helpless.
The demonic soprano was shaking the eardrums: "Brother Fangzheng, sister's hand, isn't it beautiful?"
Fan Zheng clapped his hands and said with a smile: "My sister is a hero among women, but it's a pity that Princess Pingyang Zhao died. Otherwise, in the Detachment of Women, there would be my sister's general!"
Aunt Fan laughed wildly: "It's still Fangzheng who knows the goods!"
Which woman in the Tang Dynasty is not proud of Princess Pingyang Zhao?
The two rangers were tied up, and the residents of Dunhuafang happily dragged them and pushed the incense cart back to the workshop, and took back all the incense sticks scattered on the ground.
People in this era can't see waste, even if it can't be offered to gods and Buddhas, it has other functions.
A group of left guard guards passed by, and the two rangers seemed to see a savior, howling like killing pigs,
The head of the gang stopped in his tracks and smiled kindly: "Hey, Xiao Fangzheng, are you going to kill a pig?"
Fan Zheng laughed: "Boss Ding laughed, isn't this poor Dunhuafang who came to Daxingshan Temple to sell incense? However, the tens of thousands of incense sticks were taken by these two, so please go back and do the math. "
Team Leader Ding patted Fan Zheng on the shoulder: "Clean it up."
Ranger's heart is cold.
It's over, the officials will protect each other.
It was only then that they remembered that Fan Zheng, a small Fangzheng, might be just an inconspicuous little official, but he was a member of the government system after all. How could they be messed with by ghosts and snakes?
The term "ox ghost and snake spirit" comes from Tang Du Mu's "Preface to the Collection of Li He".
It is more than enough to hang two rangers on the gate of Dunhuafang.
When the wind blew, people swayed, and the waste incense under their feet ignited, the smoke was like bacon, and the pungent smell made people weep.
"Hurry up, sweep all the waste incense in the workshop and burn it."
Fan Zheng, a dark-hearted person, counted all the waste incense as a loss.
You have to arrange someone to guard it, so that the waste incense cannot be set on fire.
All water and fire are damaged, and those who commit crimes will be compensated; those who make mistakes will not be compensated.
If you see a fire, whether you should report it or not, and whether you should save it or not, the crime of fire will be reduced to two degrees.
After all, the houses in Chang'an are mainly civil structures, which are prone to fire. The entire Tang Dynasty has been extremely strict since the founding of the country.
The left and right guards built the "Wuhoupu" organization in Chang'an to manage public security and fire protection. There were 100 people in the big city gate and 30 people in the big workshop; 20 people in the small city gate and five people in the small workshop.
Dunhua Workshop is of course the smallest workshop.
The so-called small does not refer to the land occupation, but the population.
(End of this chapter)
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