The closer it is to Pingyang, the more populated it becomes, and the population is relatively denser. Of course, this dense definition is probably from walking for a thousand meters without seeing people, to walking two hundred meters to see one.

On the recesses or slopes on both sides of the road, you can also see some small villages, three or five households, or seven or eight households, or a dozen or so households, with simple fences around the perimeter, houses built with a small amount of earth, bark, wood branches and dry grass.

Unlike later generations, except in the middle of the city, no daring person would be willing to build his house on the side of the road that is not covered in front and back, for the simple reason that no one knows whether the good people or the bad people are coming from the road, or the people who are about to be driven crazy, in case of any conflict, there is not even a room for maneuver.

Therefore, in ancient Chinese feng shui, houses built on public transportation arteries were called guilty chong, which is the case.

In fact, in other aspects, in terms of clothing and food, although many food varieties were available in the Han Dynasty, most of them were for the children of the scholar clan like Fei Qian, and for the ordinary people, hehe......

But when it comes to clothes, unlike the children of the scholars, they can change their clothes without taking a bath, to be precise, the clothes of the ordinary people, in fact, are not washed as a last resort, and they are generally not washed. The reason is very simple, because of the problem of textile technology, the structure of the woven kudzu cloth is not as tight as in later generations, and it will become quite soft and even transparent after washing it a few times.

So most of the people put on their clothes as decent coats, hung them up when they came back, and then took them off and put them back on the next time they went out. As for what sweat stains and oil stains, they don't exist at all, they are eaten in the mud every day, and people who have dealt with the dirty and dirty soil in the eyes of some people in later generations all their lives, how can they care about the small sweat stains and dirt on their clothes?

Such a semi-long robe that can be worn out to meet people is considered a relatively high-end personal property, and the average poor farmer even has only a few rags to cover it......

Bathe?

That's the matter of the children of the scholars.

So in fact, in the Han Dynasty, it was a very simple thing to judge people by their appearance, they ate white and fat, and their bodies were clean, most of them were scholars or Haoyou, and those with sloppy clothes, knotted hair, and all kinds of fleas and lice on their bodies were the general low-level laborers.

It's generally relatively recognizable.

However, when we got closer to Binh Duong, the situation was a little different, and the farmers who cultivated in the fields were obviously different, how to say it, just like the difference between the wanderers in the first-tier cities and ordinary towns in later generations.

The biggest difference is in the cleanliness of the area, which is obviously a little different, at least when you get closer, you don't see the small zoo-like hair jungle of farmers in other areas......

Could it be that this general of Zhengxi arranged it in advance?

It is inevitable that these officials will be a little confused, because there are indeed some differences. These officials were accustomed to dealing with those filthy and filthy farmers, and suddenly they saw that there were farmers near Pingyang who were neatly written, and they were not able to adapt for a while. Looking at themselves who looked a little unkempt because they were in a hurry, these officials were somewhat uncalm.

Etiquette, etiquette is etiquette, etiquette is manners. Now these officials who have traveled a long way look like they have crooked robes, and this demeanor is naturally inferior to those cultivators who do not wear long robes and big sleeves, but look clean and natural.

As the sun gradually set in the west, Fei Qian looked up at the sky and ordered to find a suitable place to camp. Although this place is not too far from Pingyang, after all, it is not easy to rush blindly with Liu Xiehe and these officials, so when the sky has not completely darkened, it is necessary to find a place to camp in time.

After leaving Chang'an, Liu Xie seemed to have let go of some baggage, and he felt very novel about everything. Fei Qian also served as an encyclopedia of the Han Dynasty, and from time to time he had to answer some of Liu Xie's sudden questions.

Like now.

“…… Fei Aiqing," Liu Xie seemed to be bored of sitting in the car, and he jumped around as soon as he got to the ground, and said in front of Fei Qian, "...... I just saw that there seemed to be a village on the other side of the col......"

Fei Qian turned his head and looked, there was a stream over there, and there was indeed a very small village, about a dozen households, so he replied, "...... Yes, Your Majesty ......"

Liu Xie also looked over there, was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "Fei Aiqing, this ...... How do the people of this great man usually live? ”

"Huh?" How to answer this question, Fei Qian couldn't react for a while, and after thinking about it, he adopted a more standard answer, "...... Sunrise and sunset...... That's it...... "Not to mention that in the Han Dynasty, even in later generations, there were still some people living in some areas who didn't use watches, mobile phones, televisions and computers at all, just following the pace of the sun, sunrise and daily income and rest."

"......" Liu Xie nodded as if he didn't understand, but said after half a sound, "...... I...... Want to see ......."

"Aha?" Fei Qian looked at Liu Xie and said, "...... Your Majesty...... Isn't Your Majesty tired? ”

Liu Xie nodded and said, "Tired." Still, I wanted to see it...... Let's see how the people of the Han Dynasty lived...... I have never seen these people in these years ......"

Fei Qian was silent for a while, nodded and said, "I will obey Your Majesty's wishes." Someone, gather the guards! Bring a bag of millet with you! ”

The entire region is relatively calm at this stage for the time being, but it still can't be taken lightly, in case Liu Xie has any damage, it is Fei Qian's unshirkable responsibility. Therefore, normally speaking, Fei Qian should not have agreed to Liu Xie's departure from the camp, even though it was only a small village.

What if the village is inhabited by outlaws who don't know where they came from? Even if you are not an outlaw, what if there is a single person with mental problems? If it hurts His Majesty, or if it doesn't hurt you, if there is a blind person who says a wrong sentence or two, it is also an extremely serious matter......

This kind of involvement is indeed significant, so it is not surprising that even in later generations, when many so-called officials inspected the people's situation, they knew at a glance that they had been notified in advance and prepared.

However, Fei Qian was moved by Liu Xie's words, for so many years, perhaps before Dong Zhuo entered Beijing, Liu Xie had never been out of the palace, nor had he seen how the real Han peasants at the bottom lived, which may be a kind of happiness for an emperor, or a kind of sadness. Since Liu Xie said that this was the first time he wanted to inspect the suffering of the people and wanted to understand how the people of Dahan lived, Fei Qian felt that he should give encouragement and support.

The people of the Han Dynasty, basically, belong to the sunrise and make the day to rest, maybe only a short eight words, but in fact, it is very difficult, every morning the sun has not risen, most of the directions are still pitch black, that is, about 4 or 5 o'clock in the morning, if you raise some chickens, you will start the first chicken crowing at this time, and most of the farmers will be at this time, wake up, start a day's work.

The men bring their tools, and go to the fields first, and bury their heads in about two hours, which is the time of the morning, and it is about nine o'clock in the morning, and the women of the family have almost finished cooking, and then go home to eat the first meal.

After breakfast, and resting for about a quarter of an hour, he set out again, returned to the fields, and began to do what could not be said to be morning, noon, or afternoon, for there was no rest in the work at this time, and there was hardly any interval between them, let alone a lunch break.

In this way, until four or five o'clock in the evening, when the sun begins to set in the west, the farmers will drag their tired bodies back to their homes and enjoy the second and last meal of the day.

Two meals a day, no supper, after eating, at most, when the sun is not gone, clean up the tools at home, and then rest.

From then on, without any interval.

For the farmers of the Han Dynasty, the so-called farmhouse in later generations, hehe, does not exist at all......

The group, along the path on the side of the official road, bypassed a small hillside and turned a small forest, before they came to this small village.

Seeing Fei Qian's party getting closer and closer, the people in this village were panicked, and they all felt that something was coming, and they couldn't help but come out to meet, so they had to elect the oldest to bring a few middle-aged people to greet them in front of the village.

"Little old man...... This, this greets the nobles! When the old farmer saw that Fei Qian and his party were approaching, he hurriedly grinned, made up a smile, and led the rest of the people to come forward and salute.

Fei Qian stepped forward, nodded his head, and said, "Uncle, please get up." We are Binh Duong...... Well, Diannong is from Cao's subordinates...... Well, I happened to pass by here, and I saw that this village was quite exquisite, so I came to take a look, and I had no other meaning, so I don't have to worry about it......"

Speaking of General Zhengxi, Emperor of the Han Dynasty, these farmers who are far away from the court may not have much concept, and even because the distance and class are too far away, they will be more flustered and overwhelmed, so Fei Qian simply moved the name of Zaoyi, which will be relatively close to these farmers.

Obviously, after hearing this, the old farmer immediately relaxed a lot, opened his eyes wide, and said, "Could it be that Zao Congcao's subordinates?" Ahh......h Ah, rudeness, rudeness......"

Fei Qian smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, let's just take a walk around at will, if there is any disturbance, I hope the old man will forgive me...... My husband has not long moved here? ”

This village looks relatively new, so Fei Qian asked.

The yellow mud pasted on the wooden stakes of the wall is relatively bright, and there is nothing in the moss or weeds, which is obviously not long completed, and the thatch on the roof of the house that emerges from the top of the wall has not completely turned black and gray, and there is some dark green or brown, which also shows this.

"If you return to your nobles, yes......" said the old farmer, arching his hands, bending over, "...... Xiao Lao'er only moved from Guanzhong in the spring of last year......"

"Guanzhong?" Liu Xie's eyes widened and he asked, "Why did you move here?" Isn't Guanzhong bad? ”

“…… This ......" The old farmer glanced at Liu Xie, and then hurriedly glanced at Fei Qian. He could see that Liu Xie's dress was either rich or expensive, but Fei Qian was more like a person in charge, so he didn't know whether he should answer this question or not. Migration, which in the Han Dynasty, may also be called a homeless person, and for the homeless people, it is equivalent to losing the identity of a Han citizen, and they may be arrested for labor or military service at any time......

Fei Qian nodded and said with a smile: "My husband has already been naturalized, right?" If there is an old man, he will say anything...... We are just curious, just ask, if it is inconvenient, don't talk about it...... "If you are renaturalized, you will be regarded as the population of the north side, just like the temporary residence permit and tax payment certificate in a certain place in later generations, which has a certain legal effect."

When the old peasant heard this, he was somewhat relieved, smiled bitterly and said, "...... Since the nobleman inquired, the little old man did not dare to hide the nobleman...... If you don't really can't survive, who wants to move with your family......"

“…… Originally, the little old man was in Guanzhong, and he was somewhat passable, but unexpectedly, ......" The old farmer shook his head, obviously looking back on that period of time, "...... Somehow, all of a sudden, the money was gone, and then there were calls again, and the first wave of grain collectors left, and the next wave came...... Later, another soldier came, either to grab grain or people, and the crops were also ruined, and they really couldn't survive, and they heard that there was land here, and they could reduce the rent and borrow farm tools, so they moved here......"

"Rent-free? So is the rent in Guanzhong very high? Liu Xie couldn't help but ask again.

The old farmer replied, "...... Originally, it was not too high in Guanzhong, but after a year, after paying the tax on the oral service, there would be more or less one or two percent left......"

"And what about here? How much is left here? Liu Xie continued to ask.

Speaking of this, the wrinkles on the old farmer's face spread out a little, and some couldn't help but smile, and he deliberately arched his hand in the direction of Pingyang, and then said: "Thanks to the kindness of General Zhengxi, the tax was reduced, and there was ...... left last year Twenty percent left, well, about twenty percent......"

Fei Qian glanced at the old farmer and smiled slightly. This guy also has his own little slippery head, but it doesn't matter, and Fei Qian doesn't plan to expose him.

In the vicinity of Pingyang, the fields near the Pingyang Canal are naturally fertile and convenient for watering, and strictly speaking, it is also regarded as the territory of Feiqian, the Marquis of Pingyang, so the tax is relatively high, the first year is fifty percent, and then it will decrease with time, until it is reduced to three percent, but if there are no appliances, you have to rent cattle, horses, plows, etc. from the government, then you have to add another one to one and a half percent of the tax, so these fertile fields near Pingyang, basically speaking, the first year is at most one or two percent is about the same, It's just that the irrigation near Binh Duong is convenient and the yield is also high, so even if there is one percent left, it is still relatively good, and after the next year, the remaining will only increase, which greatly enhances the adhesion of the field.

After all, no one wants to start with hard work in front, and when they see that the good days behind are coming, they leave everything behind and rise up to rebel, right?

But here is a little different, the fields here look at these people to find their own to open up, so the first year only need to pay 30% of the tax, even if you add the rental of government equipment and cattle and horses, at most it is about 40 percent, plus the mouth tax, at least about 40% can be left, the old farmer said that it is 20%, I am afraid that the cautious psychology is at fault.

"It's only a little bit left...... "Obviously, Liu Xie didn't know what to do, and he believed what the old farmer said, so he asked again, "...... Is that the same in other places? The same is true in other places, such as Jizhou and Yuzhou......"

Fei Qian couldn't help but be slightly stunned, Liu Xie's words, why did it sound a little weird?

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