Yan Heng smiled slightly when he heard this, and said, "Youzhou Marching Sima, Li Zhen, Li Zeyuan, have you ever heard of it?" ”

"Is that Li Zeyuan, who wrote poems in the nine steps of the Calyx Building, quelled the rebellion of the Jin Shang Festival, and then went out of Youzhou to fight for the domain?"

"Of course!" Yan Heng smiled proudly: "That's my brother who grew up together since childhood!" ”

The two couldn't help but look at each other when they heard this, although Li Zhen's name is not said to be famous all over the world, but at least in Chang'an and Hebei, it is like a thunderous existence, and what bad people do is intelligence information, and Li Zhen naturally knows everything about it.

"Hahaha, I'll ask him to come over another day to get to know everyone!" Yan Heng couldn't help laughing when he saw the two of them looking surprised.

When the two heard this, they hurriedly persuaded: "Yan Shuai, don't be like this, once you enter the bad door, you will be a bad person for life, and those who have entered the bad door since ancient times are ...... except for their own brothers."

"What's that?" Yan Heng's face was full of doubts.

"It's a dead man!"

......

Worship the God of Wealth on the fifth day of the first month, which is a custom handed down in the Kaiyuan period, and it is also the first day of the official account opening after the festival of large and small merchants in Chang'an City.

The God of Wealth invited from the Xingjun Temple was carried onto the street by pious people to receive worship from the people along the way, and the larger businesses did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to implore the God of Wealth to stop in front of their door.

Ordinary people's families, as well as large and small merchants, will gather at home on this day to drink God of Wealth wine and eat ingots, in order to make a lot of money in the new year.

But for Qiu Shiliang, wealth has long been something outside his body.

When the sky was twilight, a fast horse galloped out of Chang'an City and headed towards the southeast.

And just after he left, a middle-aged man with a slightly vicissitudes of life stepped on his mount at the city gate and looked into the distance.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a dark beard suit, his waist was very straight, and his eyes inadvertently revealed a faint killing intent.

As if he felt that he was following too closely, the old soldier stopped at the gate for a moment before urging his horse forward, but compared to the man, the sound of the old soldier's hooves, although very light, was extremely fast, and it disappeared to the southeast in an instant.

Behind him, there was only a faint amount of dust, and in an instant, it returned to the earth, as if it had never been there.

......

Lantian County, located in the southeast of Chang'an, is not a large county seat, but it has long been famous.

Just because of an important pass, Lantian Pass.

If Lantian Pass is lost, it will be equivalent to the southeast gate of Chang'an, and the enemy army can drive straight in.

"Where is the house of the clouds and Qinling, and the snow is not moving forward"

The importance of Lantian Pass can be seen in these two poems of Han Yu.

And because of this, the Son of Heaven of the Tang Dynasty paid more attention to Lantian County, so that since the beginning of the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there have been eight county commanders of Lantian County who have been directly appointed and assessed by the Son of Heaven.

Of course, excluding the current county magistrate, Ma Yu.

......

Feng Yu (long), a native of Lantian County, was twenty-five years old, which was the age of blood and strength, and when Emperor Wenzong opened the fifth year of the lunar month, he accidentally injured people due to trivial matters, and was already sentenced to death.

But the world is unpredictable, and within a few days, Wuzong Li Yan ascended the throne and granted amnesty to the world, and Feng Yan got his life back.

And in that year, Feng Yan was recruited into an extremely mysterious organization in the Tang Dynasty, Feng Yan, who had already stepped into the ghost gate, not only saved his life, but also had a serious errand because of it, and even the court allocated three acres of land, although the monthly salary is not much, but it is more than enough to support the old lady.

The yield of three acres of land is not much, but for a family like Feng Yan, it is a mixed blessing, and the joy is needless to say, but the worry is that these three acres of land are not cultivated at all.

Feng Yan lost his father since he was a child, and there were only two people in the family, the old lady was old, but he was doing errands for the court, although the land was good, but it became a chicken rib for himself.

Finally, a few days ago, inspired by his comrades, Feng Yan decided to lease out the three acres of land, so as not to cause the good fields to continue to be barren; Second, I and my wife can also have more income every year.

Feng Yan found a free time and returned to his hometown from Chang'an to start this matter.

took off the black clothes and took off the long sword at his waist, Feng Yan changed into the coarse linen clothes worn by the villagers, but when he came to his own farmland, Feng Yan couldn't help but be angry.

The farmland that should have been barren was planted with winter wheat by someone.

"Brother?!"

At this moment, a person approached behind him, and Feng Yan turned to look at it, it was Erlang next door.

"Is it really a brother?!"

Erlang was carrying an iron hoe on his shoulder, and he looked stronger than Feng Yan, and he couldn't help but smile deeply when he saw that it was Feng Yan.

"Hahaha, Erlang, I haven't seen you for a long time and you've grown a lot stronger!" Feng Yan patted Erlang's sturdy shoulder vigorously and laughed.

"It's all hard work, it's not as comfortable as my brother in the capital!"

Erlang grinned, as for what Feng Yan was doing in Chang'an City, he never mentioned it, and Erlang never asked, only knowing that Feng Yan rarely went home, so that his wife was a neighbor who took care of each other.

But every time Feng Yan came back, he would always go door to door to thank him, and he would always leave a few pieces of silver before leaving.

"When is Brother leaving this time?"

Erlang asked, although he asked, he also knew that Feng Yan would stay for up to three days every time he came back.

Feng Yan didn't answer when he heard this, but pointed to his own field and asked, "Whose winter wheat is this, you will plant it, why don't you say hello!" ”

Feng Yan really didn't plan to hold anyone accountable for this, after all, everyone is a fellow villager, and even he can not want anything, but no matter who breeds, at least he must say hello.

This is the minimum number of courtesies.

Erlang looked a little helpless when he heard this, looked at no one around, pulled Feng Yan and said in a low voice: "Some tenant farmers came last month, saying that they were sent by the Ma County Order, and they also brought the documents of the county government, saying that it was requisitioned by the county, not only the elder brother's family, but also the land of several families was also occupied, and since the Ma County Order spoke, no one dared to argue about anything!" ”

"Ma Yu!?" Feng Yu said angrily.

"Brother Wan's voice is quieter, we can't afford to bear the affairs of the official family, so it's all because these fields are fed to those pigs and dogs!"

"Huh!" Feng Yu sneered and said, "I'm going to ask, whether it's the decree of the imperial court, or whether he Ma Yu forcibly occupies the people's land!" ”

"Brother, don't be impulsive!"

As he spoke, Erlang lowered his voice again and said, "Brother forgot how Squire Zhou's family was wiped out five years ago?!" ”

......

In the county Yahoutang, Ma Yu has been in a good mood recently, not to mention that he has hundreds of acres of land in vain, but there is also a great news in the capital.

Because of this, Ma Yu pondered that he would prepare some gifts to go to the capital in two or three days, after all, he should also go to the house of the cousin who was Zaifu to fulfill his filial piety.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard a voice outside the door.

"Qi Ming Gong, there is a person outside the yamen who asks to see you!"