New Story of Lv Bu

At the end of May, Han Sui rushed to Chang'an City. He was a caring person, and he paid attention to visits along the way, seeing all the new changes that had taken place in Si Li, and remembering them in his heart. All the way, there were lively scenes everywhere. The small staff tucked the hem of the straight straight to the belt and barefooted bast shoes, busy helping the victims, repairing bridges and paving roads, cleaning and rebuilding the burned houses.

In the officialdom of this dynasty, only when Emperor Wen and Emperor Jing were still alive, there would be such a scene where officials and small people coexist in harmony. Even in Xiliang, Han Sui had small ears in Luoyang and Chang'an. He knew that this was the result of a strict order issued by Da Sima, and he was also influenced by Hetao Academy-now its name has been changed to Guozijian. In any case, this scene is quite exciting. Not to mention the great power of the Han Dynasty, the harmony between officials and locals has been missing for many years.

Although the farming period has passed, many people still wear hats, braving the heat, and under the leadership of the officials, they are rushing to grow soybeans, wheat, vegetables and other crops. Han Sui watched with enthusiasm, strangled his horse, squatted on the ditch and chatted with the people of Litian. "Aweng, it's past the farming time, you are still rushing to plant, will there be a harvest of these soybeans? Are you not afraid of losing your money?"

The old man who was in Litian straightened up and looked at Han Sui steadily. His face was full of furrows, but his eyes were very bright, his whole body was tanned, and his thin chest could even see the ribs. "This official must have just come from Liangzhou." Han Sui was taken aback. "Aweng, I am indeed from Liangzhou. How did you know?"

The old man smiled honestly: "These days, the officials from Liangzhou are all like you. Ask for questions. This is not the case from Chang'an. When I get here, I take the big guys to do this. Well, it’s like being confident. You don’t want to pick a place for this bean, as long as you don’t plant it too late, and you can plant it for two to three seasons. As for the harvest, it depends on the thief."

"The wheat is a bit late at this season, but when it is not a mistake, it can only be planted for one season this year. Vegetables and vegetables are in season. Carrots and taro are not staple foods, but they can still fill up. Belly. Other crops, such as onions, leeks, and garlic, are considered condiments. In addition to their own households, vendors also collect them and sell them to the city."

"It's a pity that most of the mulberry trees were destroyed this year due to the military disaster. Fortunately, the government issued seedlings. After planting wheat, beans and vegetables, he would plant hemp. After hemp, he planted mulberry. Hemp can be woven. The mulberry can be made of cloth and silkworms can be raised to make silk. This year, we are all busy, and we will have a good start next year! If there is no military disaster, we will have a good life within three to five years."

After hearing the old man's words, Han Sui's face suddenly became feverish. Six to seventy percent of the military disaster in the old man's mouth was caused by his subordinates. Fortunately, his face has been blown into bronze by the wind of Xiliang all year round, and he really can't tell if he doesn't look closely. "Aweng, is this land your own?" "It's all landless land rented from the government. The original big families are dead. The government is the master. After five years of farming, the loan is yours. Tong Pull it off, accounting for 40 to 50% of the annual harvest."

"Isn't it thirty tax one? It's as much as 40-50%?" Han Sui asked in surprise. The old man stood up straight, and glanced at Han Sui: "Officials must be ignorant of farming. Thirty taxes and taxes are the old calendar more than two hundred years ago! Before the military disaster, the renter had received seven achievements. I'm very self-denying, plus other commissions, it's as much as 80 to 90%."

"The current renter, including all the fees, is roughly between 40% and 50%, which is a world of difference compared to before the military disaster! Five years later, the fifty acres of land will be his own. At that time, the rent was only 30%, plus the income of mulberry, pigs, chickens and geese, so I was much more comfortable at a young age. But God bless the thief, there must be no more military disaster!"

"Aweng, I'm bothering you!" Han Sui stood up and ordered the soldiers to take out five baht for his usual meat. As soon as he saw a new tuft of one thousand meat worth five baht, the old man's eyes immediately flashed golden light. "Little old man thank the officials! May the thief God bless the officials and all generations!" Amidst the unceasing praise of the old man, Han Suifei got on his horse and left in a hurry.

At this moment, his heart is extremely heavy, like the ordinary people, whoever treats them well, they will remember it for a lifetime. What they ask for is only a small day of stability. As for who is the emperor, who is the minister of power, in their hearts, it is not as important as planting grains, melons, fruits, mulberry and hemp according to the farming time, and raising six animals.

Before the Rebellion of the Shi Changshi, Han Sui had been to Luoyang City, the capital of the capital, and met General He Jin. After returning to Xiliang, Han Sui was coerced by Beigong Boyu to join in. It has been seven years now. In the past seven years, Han Sui led the Xiliang rebels, burned, killed, looted, and wreaked havoc on Liangzhou. He never thought about the life and death of the ordinary people. It wasn't until the army ration was exhausted that I realized that something was wrong.

What he has seen and heard in the past ten days has made him feel guilty and changed his heart greatly. He finally realized the significance of a stable and powerful government to the big man and the benefits to the common people. . As a result, when he was resting in the biography that night, he eloquently wrote a letter, telling his subordinates what he had seen and heard, and instructed them not to do anything wrong.

"What do you do for several years of fighting? It is nothing more than wealth! If you can understand the hardships of the ordinary people, after the great chaos, people will feel at ease, be a good official, and have more fortunes for themselves and their children and grandchildren, so that everyone If you have food and clothes, you are worthy of being a competent official! This is what our generation can do, and what we should do!" At the end of the letter, Han Sui wrote.

On the first day of June, Han Sui finally reached the city of Chang'an. He entered the city from Zhichengmen and went straight to Shangshutai. Upon hearing Han Sui's arrival, Cao Yong hurriedly bowed his hand to welcome him: "Brother Wenyue, don't come here? It's a hard journey!" Han Sui had already done his homework beforehand, knowing that Cao Yong was the old ministry of Dasima and was also a hot spot in the court The celebrity hurriedly bowed his hands to the salute: "Thanks to Cao Shangshu! Our old Han is a thick man, with good bones. It is Cao Shangshu who has everything to do with his work, so he should pay attention to rest!"

After a few words of greeting, it was transferred to the main text. "Brother Wenyue, there is a military camp in Weiyang Palace and Changle Palace. There are already four thousand infantry in it. Your two thousand cavalry can be divided into two parts and stationed in two large camps. The barracks and provisions have been prepared long ago. It’s all complete, just waiting for you to move in. As for official duties such as getting in and out of the police, let’s get acquainted with it slowly."

"As for your son-in-law Yan Xing, Da Sima meant to arrange to be Weiwei Cheng and Wen Yue brother's deputy. This official is more aggrieved than Qianshi and Cheng Gongying. Da Sima meant to add one more thing. The imaginary title of Zhong Lang, the shoulders and heads are almost equal! With such a treatment, I don't know what Brother Wen Yue thinks?" "It's very appropriate!" Han Sui thanked him.

"Brother Wen Yue, I am busy with official duties, so I won't accompany you. I will personally take you to get the official seal, tell your body, and gowns for a while. Then you can go to see your immediate boss, Taiwei. The original Taiwei Zhao Qian is involved. In the case of burning the granary, he has already taken the blame and resigned. The current Taiwei is Huangfu Yizhen, Yushi Zhongcheng ordered Xu Shu, your old opponents will meet, and you will have a pleasant surprise."

"Hahahaha!" Han Sui laughed: "I've been well-known for Huangfu Yi for a long time, this time I'm going to have a good talk about the wine!" When he arrived at Taiwei's mansion, Huangfusong inspected all parts of the office and supervised the renovation of the city. Although the task of purging the county soldiers was not finished yet, it was just time to return to Beijing to report on his duties. He was in the mansion and was completely visible.

When I saw Han Sui, Huang Fusong didn’t say anything. Instead, he looked up and down Han Sui carefully. Then he laughed and said, “Yes! That’s right! That’s how the old man’s Korean appointment is! It’s a real hero too! I have fought several times in Xiliang with you, but I haven’t even met! People don’t believe me, when you entered Beijing seven years ago, I hadn’t been in Beijing before! Come on! Please talk inside! Come on! All visiting guests get in the way! Today, I am going to be drunk with my brother Wen Yue!” He said, he extended his hand to extend the guest.

"Brother Yizhen is absurdly praised! Han Sui has troubled Xiliang for many years, and he is really a sinner of the country!" Han Sui quickly got up and apologized. "Brother Wen Yue! I look down on your literati's sourness! Bah! His **** is sourer than the old vinegar! Dong Zhuo Bingzheng, I haven't done any bad things less! Even with his tossing energy, I changed it too. It's the opposite! Besides, don't you already caress now?"

"Hahahaha! Brother Yizhen understands me! Come and come! Our brothers have a toast! No! Three cups!" Han Sui immediately stopped pretending when he heard this. The veteran's ruffian nature immediately It was revealed. "Hahaha! That's right! Come on! Let me do it first! The two veterans pretend to be sour scholars!" Huang Fusong laughed.

In this way, the two veteran ruffians felt more and more congenial. The two drank and talked, and they drank those military battles. The drink became more and more happy. When the wine was half-hearted, Han Sui lowered his voice and asked, "Brother Yizhen, why does Da Sima invite me to Beijing this time? I hope that my brother will help me explain one or two questions. Han Sui is very grateful. to!"

Huangfusong drank a glass of wine, put down the glass and said slowly: "You really have to ask the right person about this! Looking at the entire Chang'an City, less than a slap can answer this question, but only if I say you can Believe it! Da Sima generally does not kill the surrender, except for a few people who are extremely angry. He will put you up for a while and support you with high officials."

"Look at how you performed during this period of time, and at the same time how you performed in your trilogy. After a year or two, two or three years, then consider your way out. In my opinion, you don’t have to be burdened. What you should do, teach you to be a weiwei, and you will do well this weiwei! After three or two years, after passing his test, there will be reuse!"

Speaking of this, Huang Fusong lowered his voice: "Da Sima wants capable ministers and good ministers, not bureaucrats who are messing around!"