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Chapter One Angry Master Yan

In the second year of Yuanshuo, "Spring Zhengyue, the edict said: 'King Liang and King Chengyang lived together and wished to have their brothers in Yiyi. They promised it. Kings of the princes please visit with their children, and I will visit them to make them ranked. "

——This is a push order!

Father Yan stood on the high embankment, overlooking the large wasteland at his feet.

To be precise, this wasteland is not a wasteland, just under the high embankment, the farmers have already begun to work.

Although the sun in the early spring is not poisonous, it is also very uncomfortable. Especially today, the direct sunlight makes the master who loves the sun for a long time in the private room feel not so happy.

Farmers in the field wear big straw hats one by one, and the cattle ran slowly in front. Behind them, a plough easily broke through the soft soil, exposing the dark fields to the sun.

Father Yan is no stranger to this kind of plough, that is, he used the Dasi Nongyamen to spread this kind of plough called Yuanshuoli to the whole customs.

A cow, a man has plowed the field under the high embankment, the farmer opened the straw hat to wipe a sweat, took the water hyacinth hanging on the plow, poured some water into a bamboo cup, and happily drank .

Only then did the father see clearly that this short farmer turned out to be a young man aged 11 or 12 years old.

Juvenile Lang is very different from the farmer whom his father is accustomed to. Although the child is doing farm work, his clothes are neat and tidy. Even if he drinks water, he has a lot of rules, instead of holding up the water like a barbarian. The snow in the valley was drunk.

Seeing that the Lang Jun standing on the Gao Di walked down, Mao Haidao said, "Lang Jun is lost?"

This place is the Yun's Manor, one mile to the north is the Longmen Palace, and you can see the avenue through the woods to the west, and Weishui is also over there. "

The father shuddered for a moment, and arched his hands in courtesy: "A certain house is lost, but just sees Xiao Langjun plowing the field, and he feels something, so he came to say hello."

Mao Hai laughed: "If you see every farmer being so courteous, I'm afraid I won't have time to go home today."

The father patted Yuanshuoli, who was still standing in the field, and then looked at the fat farming cattle of Lali and sighed, "Is the Ru family already a family of Shanghu?"

Mao Hai laughed: "My house owner said, my family is still poor, I just had a shirt to cover my buttocks, and I just had a mouthful of gruel to make my belly full.

The Yun family must adhere to the same policy of one hundred years, insisting that they are poor households for fifty years. After fifty years, let's see if the Yun family can become a middle household. As for the upper household, my head thought that he had no hope in his life ! "

Father Yan Yan glanced lightly at Mao Hai: "There are cows, fields, and ploughs are already the homes of the upper households. Your master's courage is too much. If you dare to understate your household registration, are you afraid of Wang Fa's strictness?

Mao Haidao said disdainfully: "I heard that the Great Han Dynasty is now implementing a household registration policy designated by a person named Master Yan.

If, according to his explanation, I naturally belong to the household, it is nothing more than paying a few extra taxes each year. You can ask the government office why Yun has lost that amount of money.

My host said that ascending the East Mountain and Xiaolu, ascending the Taishan Mountain and the whole world, the man named Master Yan also boarded an upheaval, and formulated this ridiculous household registration strategy, and that's all. "

The father smiled without anger, and smiled with his beard: "But I don't know how your master distinguishes the upper, middle, and lower households?"

Mao Hai laughed, thinking that this man seemed to be a fool, telling him that his master's Gao Lu was tantamount to playing the piano with Niu.

Think of here. He labored to install the plough in a two-wheeled cart, shouted at the cattle, and the cattle pulled the two-wheeled cart and went to the next piece of land.

The owner said, not to talk to the fool, not to reason with the soldiers, it would be more serious to cultivate more fields with this skill.

"Oh, boy, you have to make it clear to a certain family!" The ignoring master was furious.

"Xiao Lang, I will not tell the fool, I will become stupid if I say more!"

Mao Haibo just waved his straw hat, answered at random, and went to another field.

Master Yan felt the naked disregard given to him by Mao Hai, and his anger was soaring in his chest. He thought that his master would be able to use his own wisdom and wisdom. The scourge of all the kings in the world, so outstanding merits are considered as fools!

Even if the prince's anger is high, it is not easy to know with a country boy. Since Yunlang's owner Yun Lang said this, just look for him!

He hurried back to the Longmen Palace, and Master Yan was still furious. He could only sit angrily under a shaded shack and drink tea unique to the Longmen Palace.

Dongfangshuo hurriedly walked over the edge of the shed, and the father drank a pot of tea. Dongfangshuo walked over the edge of the shed, and the father drank another pot of tea ...

When he walked through the shed for the third time, Dongfang Shuo could n’t hold back the curiosity in his heart. He wanted to know who was the prime minister and father of his Majesty Nei Dynasty Qi is like this.

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The taste of tea, the Chinese doctors rose four times a year, there is nothing unsatisfactory. "

Father Yan suddenly smiled and invited Dongfang Shuo to drink together.

Dongfang Shuo sat across from his father and laughed: "Lishan is like a horse, there are many evils in the mountains, and it is not surprising that the Chinese doctor encounters mountain spirits and ghosts."

The father pointed to the Yun's Manor beside the Changmen Palace and said: "Xiontai can know who is next door? What is the family capital?"

Dongfang Shuo took a sip of tea and shouted softly, then threw out the old tea in the teapot and re-boiled a tea ceremony: "A poor family broke down."

Father Yan pointed to Yun's tall, painted pavilion, and said: "This is what you said is the poor house broken down?"

Dongfang Shuo carefully dropped two pine cones into the small stove: "It is indeed the case, the doctor asked Dongfang Shuo, Dongfang Shuo replied like this, asked Gillian, and Gillian also answered the same."

The father closed his eyes to calm down his restless heart, and then pointed to the Longmen Palace in the carved beams and asked: "Since that, what is the Longmen Palace?"

Da Changqiu happened to pass by the tea shed and laughed: "It's just a good life!"

Dongfang Shuo looked at Dachangqiu with a smile and said, "I remember the original evaluation seemed to be-seemingly extravagant, but in fact, it leaked everywhere in fur."

Da Changqiu laughed and said: "The head of the house is a woman, so it's better to say that it is elegant."

Dongfang Shuo shook his head and said: "It's fair to say that it's wonderful, why can't it be said? Even Gillian noble thinks so."

When the father saw the two talking and laughing, he seemed to have forgotten his existence and gritted his teeth. "The household value of 100,000 is the highest, 50,000 is the middle, and the second is the next. The state's household registration is calculated after three years. Why is it a joke when you arrive here? "

Dongfang Shuo said with a smile: "Because some people say that a family of five, two Ding Zhuang, two healthy women, one young child, when there are 30 acres of Ueda, 20 acres of Zhongtian, 50 acres of barren fields, two bulls There is a donkey, four houses, a set of farming tools, five years of food storage, and 10,000 dollars of available money every year.

The father threw a punch on the table and said angrily: "But the upper house is just like that, this person is very abominable, for the purpose of exploitation ..."

The father said half of what he said. When he saw Dongfang Shuo gazing at him with a smile, he suddenly awakened. The government always likes to turn the lower households into middle households, and the middle households become upper households. Becoming a household will only benefit the people, so why exploit it?

Da Changqiu said with a grin: "In other words, the old man will spit Tumo on his face.

Yun's master said that the old man only listened to it. When Yun came to Linyuan, the whole family was only five people from Dingkou, a strong man, a weak man, and three women. One year later, Yun had already had five hundred servants and had a fortune. million.

It is no surprise that he despised the classification of households set by the Chinese doctor. From the perspective of the old man, three years later, the output of Yun's Manor will be no less than 10,000 yuan.

The young man has the ability, and it is the right thing to make rants. If the old man is successful, the old man will be afraid. "

The father said disdainfully: "Is there a fortune-teller in the world?"

After I finished speaking, I got up and walked away ...

Sleeping in the spring breeze has always been Yunlang's expectation.

Today's good sunshine makes people happy, take out the recliner, thin quilt, and then shouted the tiger to lie beside him, Yun Lang covered his head and face with the thin quilt, and slept in the warm sunshine.

The worm originally wanted to take the tiger to the pine forest for a walk. When the tiger and the owner slept sweetly, they had to call Mengda. The two brothers of Meng went to the pine forest with her to pick up the dried pine nuts and make tea.

Red sleeves wrapped a pot of burlap with a pot of tea and placed next to the owner. The owner always had the habit of waking up and drinking warm tea. When he woke up, the hot tea in the teapot was just imported.

Seeing the little bug and Meng Da and Meng Er going out, they hurriedly carried their own baskets and followed the little bug to play in the pine forest.

Spring is a busy time, Liu Po ​​is busy drying silkworms, and Liang Weng is busy directing his family to cultivate the fields and sowing rapeseeds in the wasteland. Everyone is busy.

Somehow ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ People who enter and leave the house, no matter how busy they are, as long as they see the owner sleeping soundly under the sun, they will consciously lighten their steps and smile.

Yun Lang no longer has to work now. The half-sized children in the family have been able to easily control the cattle and ploughshares. Although they are exhausted every day, they regard farming as a pleasure.

Whose owner will go to work?

Liang Weng, Liu Po ​​and others did not work anymore. The family mainly worked again. How to let them manage themselves?

Nothing lost the face of the young knighthood!

When Huo went sick, Li Gan, and Cao Xiang walked in from the outside tiredly, Yun Lang just woke up and stretched his waist to ask Huo to go sick: "Shall we play mahjong at night?"

Huo went sick and shook his head, pointing to the barracks in the distance: "Patrol!"

Li Gan saw Yun Lang looking at him, and quickly said: "After taking a bath and eating some food, I will go to see the process of Zhuangzi's building in my house. I have no time."

Cao Xiang snorted, "My mother came over at night!"