Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Si Gong joined the army and Kui Yinyang sent people to Yong'an Fang to give a shout, and A Luoben sent Jing Han to pay a visit to Fan Zheng.

Don't say that the methods of Buddhas and others are detached, it depends on who you meet.

The county magistrate is not as good as the current one. Si Gong's status in the army is not too high, but he is in charge of Taoism and Buddhism. If there is a slight deviation, it may not be able to kill any family, but it can make people sick to death.

Don't use too many tricks by disgusting people.

Although Jing Han was not among the 21 disciples of Aroben, he was an important figure in the external relations of the entire Nestorian Church.

"Little man Jing Han, congratulations on moving to the right and being promoted!" Jing Han, who was in charge of the specific affairs, laughed before saying anything, really tactful.

Fan Zheng motioned to He Gouxiong to serve the tea, with a slightly relaxed posture: "This is the first time I have seen you since I returned to Chang'an City. Why, are you still buying salt from Huazhou?"

Jing Han's smile gradually disappeared, and he sighed helplessly: "Don't drive, pardon the villain's incompetence, the envoy of Huazhou found another Wang family in Taiyuan to buy, and the recorder Ben Yang was also idled, and the big salt in the same state was no longer there. Supply to Huazhou."

"It is said that there is no more snowflake salt in Huazhou."

Fan Zheng drank the tea and remained silent for a long time.

That's the way things are in the officialdom, people die and politics die.

Even if Fan Zheng is still alive and leaves Huazhou, there is no difference from being "dead".

Poor old eight worked so hard.

It is reasonable for Ben Yang to be dumped aside, but the new governor of Huazhou was too eager, causing Ben Yang to lose his temper, which naturally cut off his Xuehuayan skills.

There are still craftsmen, but when each is in charge of a section, what Shangguan did is chilling, and it is inevitable to push each other, and as time goes by, even the real craftsmanship is forgotten.

"It's not because of A Duwu, the villain just thinks that the delicious snowflake salt shouldn't just be buried."

Jing Han was eloquent, but Fan Zheng just smiled.

You are a businessman, and you will be damned if you don’t care about Aduwu. Do you really want to say "I'm not interested in money"?

This matter is not as simple as Yongzhou rebuilding the saltworks directly.

The process of refining snowflake salt is not too complicated, and the old man is by his side, so why don't you do something for my uncle?
It is obviously inappropriate to let Yongzhou take over the salt workshop again. The lessons of Huazhou have already been laid out there.

It is not appropriate for Dunhuafang to take over. The opposite is Tongzhou, and the transfer between the government has really become a business.

The most important point is that Lei Yongsheng, the governor of Tongzhou, and Fan Zheng have no relationship on the surface, but in fact they are more or less related.

One of the purposes of the emperor's eagerness to transfer Fan Zheng away from Huazhou was to prevent him from deepening ties with Lei Yongsheng.

Well, in Chang'an City, under the feet of the emperor, Fan Zheng will not fly too high, there are many invisible rules to follow.

"Yongzhou beat the kidnapper to death and shut down the Mercy Medicine Store. Ah Luo should have known about it, right?"

Fan Zheng's smile did not change, but there was a trace of sharpness in his eyes.

Jing Han got up and crossed his hands: "Don't forgive your sins. The temple master only cares about cleanliness, and the mundane affairs are taken care of by villains. If there are negligence, villains are willing to accept punishment."

Fan Zheng put on a straight face: "The Mercy Pharmacy sells drugs privately and is inextricably linked with Nestorianism. If Nian Persi Temple hadn't been deeply involved, the Fa Cao of Yongzhou would have come to arrest people long ago."

"I will not intervene in the dispute between Taoism, Buddhism, and Nestorianism, but all religions, please restrain yourself, and don't support evil."

"Otherwise, Yongzhou doesn't mind asking all temples and temples to move out of Chang'an City and enter Zhongnan Mountain for Qingxiu."

This threat is of little use to the Taoists. Taoism is natural, and they may not be happy to stay in the city.

But for Buddhism, which relies heavily on incense, and Nestorianism, which urgently needs to expand the number of believers, it is a bit ruthless.

Jing Han took out a sweat towel and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead: "The villain will definitely tell the temple master when he returns home, and he will also screen the believers when he accepts them in the future, so as to ensure that he will lead people to be good."

Fan Zheng grabbed a handful of snacks and chewed casually: "By the way, let A Luoben tell the believers that the compassion medicine business is going up and down, and I can't tell who is wronged and who is not. state."

"In that place, there are fruits all year round. Every day when you wake up, you can pick bananas and eat them with your hands. It's a blessing."

Bananas are originally produced in Tianzhu, China and Southeast Asian countries. There is such a sentence in "Zhuangzi Human World": The dead are as good as the country.

Of course, the translation is to translate this "banana" into wild grass.

Or some people will say, isn’t it three thousand miles away? How can it be thousands of miles away?

Well, read carefully and understand that three thousand miles is only the lower limit, but no one says that it is forbidden to distribute ten thousand miles away.

It is easy for people in Huanzhou to eat dragon tooth bananas and pineapple, but there are many beasts and snakes, and the sky is full of insects. A person can kill at least a dozen mosquitoes when he enters the gauze tent.

Three mice, one sack, three mosquitoes, one plate of food, although they are Yunnan specialties, Huanzhou is not bad either.

The most tormenting thing in Huanzhou is the heat.

It’s okay to be exposed to the sun during the day and sweat profusely, but at night it’s too hot to toss and turn, and the sweat that flows out can stain the bright yellow bamboo mat dimly.

There was more sweat on Jing Han's forehead.

This is a ruthless person. Knowing that Nestorianism has influence in the Western Regions, he simply dispatched him to the Jiaozhou Dudu Mansion in the extreme south.

The Western Regions are hot, but apart from some special locations, the heat is still not as hot as Huanzhou.

"Don't worry, Nestorianism will definitely persuade people to be good, and not to facilitate evil people."

God is sorry, how much money has been lost!
As we all know, it makes the most money by doing convenient transactions for wicked people!
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Don't drive and lead the public, go to Chongyefang, let the officials wait outside the Xuandu Temple, Fan Zheng and Xin Kedai slowly enter the temple.

"Guanjia has stood in Chang'an City for many years, and he has learned the essence of quietness and inaction. In addition to praying, offering fast, and giving fast, he occasionally does goodness in curing diseases and saving people."

Xin Kedai guided Fan Zheng consciously or unconsciously.

The word "jia" in Guanjia is just a particle here.

Fan Zheng smiled lightly: "Xuandu sees that the peaches are ripe, I'm here to beat the autumn wind."

Xin Kedai had nothing to say.

The peach blossoms and peaches of Xuandu Temple are very famous, and few people except believers can get them.

"Immeasurable Heaven! County Marquis Xixuan is all watching the peaches, but he came at the right time. He just brought a basket for Fan Baili to eat when he went back."

Chen Junian, the host of the temple, is hale and hearty, still wearing yellow and brown, lotus crown, yellow skirt, hemp shoes, and holding a dust whisk.

The rise in status does not mean that the rank has risen. Chen Junnian is still the rank of Dongxuan, which shows that Taoism is strict with its own rules.

Xin Kedai breathed a sigh of relief quietly, it turns out that the temple master and Bie Jia are old acquaintances, so it will be fine.

Chen Junian was not very interested in Fan Zheng, but he was most concerned about Fan Baili, whom he named himself.

"I heard that reading to Shilang is quite good at civil and martial arts?" Chen Junian led Fan Zheng to the dormitory, where he sat idle and talked.

Ziyou Taoist picked a few peaches, washed them and put them on a plate.

Fan Zheng grabbed a soft peach and opened his mouth to bite it.

The nine-ripe peaches are fragrant and cakey, and the entrance is pink and noodle, which is very attractive.

The saying in later generations that peaches are delicious only when they are crisp is purely due to reasons such as transportation and storage, and the peaches picked off the tree are only half-ripe!

"I found Li Daoyuan's descendants, and taught him some civil and military skills, so as not to be wasted. These peaches are delicious, Xin joined the army and tasted them quickly."

Chen Junian smiled: "It's just so good. The old Taoist hand-copied a copy of "Tao Jing" and gave it to Fan Baili. The descendants of the Li family can also interpret it for him." (End of this chapter)