Qian Su's idea is not unreasonable.

Xiangyang has a strict set of rules and regulations, even illiterate people can say a few words.

The people are illiterate, but after living here for nearly ten years, these rules have long been integrated into their bones, forming a special spiritual outlook.

After Qian Su entered the city, he thought that he had strayed into a paradise.

The pattern of Xiangyang is different from other cities, people have roads to walk, and cars have roads to walk, so the roads here are extraordinarily wide, enough for five carriages to walk in parallel. Every 500 paces, there was a half-man-high wooden barrel standing on the side of the road, and from time to time people threw something into it.

The streets are spacious, clean, and orderly, which makes Qian Su, a local tyrant, feel indescribably cramped.

Well......

The feeling of crampedness is akin to that of an illiterate school bully in a school circle.

Feng Zhen showed a long-lost expression, and explained to Qian Su excitedly.

"What do those barrels do?"

"Throwing waste, as well as the filth of cattle and horses, this thing is not allowed on the road, if you don't deal with it, you will be caught. ”

"What's going on with those weird cars?"

Qian Su saw a two-horse carriage passing by next door, which was open on all sides except for the top of his head. Qian Su took a look and found that there were three wooden planks in the carriage, and six stools were placed, and there were six ordinary people who were fairly cleanly dressed sitting in them.

Feng Zhen glanced at it and said, "A public carriage with horses and carriages." ”

"According to the ancient system, the Shu people drive one, the scholars drive two, the doctors drive three, the Qing drives four, the princes drive five, and the Son of Heaven drives six. Qian Su's brows furrowed, and he said with a rather unhappy face, "Looking at the clothes, these are obviously ordinary people, how can they have this qualification?"

"That's right, but one horse can't pull six people. Feng Zhen said, "At first, there were indeed scholars who objected, but the character of the lord has always been soft rather than hard. The carriage and horse carriage are also beneficial to the people, but what about the two-horse carriage?"

Xiangyang is getting bigger and bigger, and there are many people living there, and there is a long distance between the north and the south and the east and west.

In order to accommodate the elderly war horses, Jiang Pengji made a carriage and horse shop, and let the horses pull the carts, and the coachmen were all retired soldiers.

Let the horses pull the carts, saving the people the effort of walking.

Of course, there is a certain amount of money to pay for getting on the bus, and ordinary people can afford it.

If it weren't for Jiang Pengji's decision, this carriage and horse shop wouldn't have been able to get it.

Because the two-horse-drawn carriage is a welfare for scholars, ordinary non-governmental organizations do not dare to follow the trend to get any carriages and horses, for fear of being detained for the crime of overstepping the system, so the carriage and horse carriage has always been an official organization. In order to make it easier to manage, a license plate mark was also made.

Because of the high cost, horse-drawn carriages and ox carts were not as common as private cars in later generations, and the traffic was never congested.

People can wait for the bus at a fixed station, and if there is an empty bus, they can get on it.

Interestingly, the guy who shouted at first objected also happily drove a public carriage with horses.

No way, not everyone has the money to raise horse-drawn carts and ox-carts, most of the time they rely on their legs.

Since there is such a convenient means of transportation, ordinary people can use it, why can't they use it?

Qian Su watched it with relish, from the shock at first to the calm later, but he didn't close his mouth much halfway.

"It's here—"

Feng Zhen got out of the car, secretly rubbed his old waist, and then walked to the other carriage casually.

"The two ladies can take Xiao Langjun and the little lady down. ”

The curtain of the car was lifted, and Yan Shuyao and Yang Roujia stepped on the sedan chair with the support of the maid, holding the tightly wrapped baby in their arms.

Feng Zhen and Jiang Pengji applied for transfer to Maruzhou, which was called a serious matter, but they were actually lazy.

Jiang Pengji couldn't see him too happy, and handed over the matter of escorting Yang Tao and Mrs. Yan Lin to him.

Yang Tao and Yan Lin both have families, but Nansheng's conditions are difficult and not suitable for their wives and children to live, so Jiang Pengji suggested that their wives and families should move to Maruzhou to settle down. Jiang Pengji purely cared about her subordinates, but in the ears of Yang Tao and the others, there was a hint of threat.

This is not good intentions, this is clearly to make the two hand over the hostages.

Regardless of whether they meant it or not, Yang Tao and the others could only agree.

This was thrown to Feng Zhen, and Qian Su volunteered to help.

said that it was to share Fengzhen's worries, but in fact, he was secretly protecting the two ladies and children against possible harm.

As smart as Jiang Pengji, she naturally understood the deep meaning behind these people's actions, and she didn't explain it, so she let these guys make up for it.

#这就是个所有人都在勤勤恳恳勾心斗角, only the protagonist is fishing in troubled waters#

"Where will Roujia live in the future?"

Yan Shuyao has been worried these days, and when she sees the mansion she will live in the future, she is a little uncertain.

That's a great treatment.

"General Yang and Yan Junshi have a close relationship, and the lord means to arrange for the two to live closer. I checked the houses that are still empty, but this is the only place that is better. The location is clean, but not far from the downtown area. This is General Yang's mansion, and the one opposite the door belongs to Yan Junshi. ”

As a house-building maniac, his father-in-law built hundreds of houses as soon as he entered Xiangyang County.

A small part stayed, some were given to the original team as a reward, and the rest were sold at a high price to the scholars or local tyrants who moved over.

The black-hearted businessman of his own lord is matched with Wei Ci, the sailor of the army, and the house here is extremely expensive.

In the past two years, I have made a lot of money just by selling houses.

The house that I bought for a penny has now multiplied countless times.

If Yang Tao knew that his lord had given such a mansion, they would not be more loyal.

"Thank you, Lan Tinggong. ”

Yan Shuyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, saluted to the south, and thanked Feng Zhen again.

Feng Zhen said with a smile, "In a while, it will be the Chinese New Year's Eve Lantern Festival, and if the two ladies are free, they can take their maids out to play and relax." ”

In fact, the month before Xiangyang entered the Chinese New Year's Eve was very lively, and various business warm-up activities also had some prototypes of profiteers in later generations.

These scenes can only be seen by Xiangyang, and they are quite rare for Yan Shuyao and a few outsiders.

Feng Zhen settled a few people and then returned home.

As everyone knows, his son's youthful rebellion is coming, and the painting style is quite peculiar.

Thinking about how good he was to brag about his son in front of his colleagues, and how good his education was, he couldn't help but hammer himself to death.

Gua Wazi, you have killed your Lao Tzu!

Feng Yi's secret letter arrived at its destination smoothly and arrived in the hands of Jiang Pengji.

The reason why MeSign is MeSign is MeSign is that confidentiality is the most important thing, and there are definitely no more than three people who are qualified to read the content of the letter.

Fengyi's few bear babies were lucky, and this secret letter went directly to Jiang Pengji's hands.

"Fengyi, the Rong Li of the Feng Zhen family wrote it, could it be that something happened to Zhanjiang Pass?"

Jiang Pengji didn't know that Fengyi and Sun Lan had returned to the academy and continued their studies, thinking that the two were still working as cattle and horses on the front line.

She tore open the paint and pulled out the thick cipher inside.

At this time, Jin Wuxi fell, and the indoor light was dim, hiding most of Jiang Pengji's face in the dark.

Only those dark and sharp eyes, like a pair of eagle eyes, stared at the prey solemnly.