The noon sun shone into the house, casting white trails of light on the ground, and dust could be faintly seen in the trails.

The county order came to Han Yu as a New Year's greeting. Although Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty deprived the princes of the right to manage the affairs of the feudal state, the princes still had the final say in small places.

"After the year, you issued an approval document to classify the papermaking workshop outside the city as the assets of the Hou Mansion, except for the farmers who have arable land, the rest of the handymen, helpers, and idle people at home, you help me gather them, let them go to the papermaking workshop as helpers, and I will give the salary, so that everyone can have more income to support their families."

"Do you want a female worker?" The prefectural order specifically asked.

The Han Dynasty is free to practice male farming and female weaving, and the cultivated land at home is basically planted by men, and women rarely go to the field, most of them take care of their children at home, take care of their parents, weave cloth, and silkworms.

There is a good joke that silkworms that are raised for a year can be woven in three days, and those who often have cloth to weave are women from large families, who are idle and bored and looking for things to do......

When the women have a lot of free time, they cook rice at home, smash the millet with a heavy mallet, and process the coarse rice bran into polished rice, so that they can sell it for more money, which is the only thing they can do at home to increase their income.

"Both men and women, for the time being, recruit fifty people first, and when the paper is sold all over the world, the workshop will expand, enough to feed the women of our Gonggao Marquis who are idle at home." Han Yandang pondered for a while, in fact, there is no heavy work in papermaking, only cutting wood, and the work of smashing wood is heavier, and everything else is very easy.

"Lord Hou is merciful, for the country and the people." The prefectural order praises.

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On the third day of the first lunar month, after the Spring Festival, Han Ying will take his family back to Xiangcheng, after all, he is also a prince, and he is also a figure who founded a sect.

Before parting, the three children and Han said that they were reluctant.

The bamboo dragonfly was shoddy, and they had been spoiled in the past two days, Han Shuo went to the carpenter, and asked him to make four bamboo dragonflies, one for each person, everyone has to play, no need to rob, no need to guess the box, Han Shuo felt that something was missing from each other, and his enthusiasm for the bamboo dragonfly was weak.

In the face of these children, he seemed to have become an adult, and comforted: "It doesn't matter, I will go to Xiangcheng to see you in the next year." ”

"Really?" The children were smiling, and one of them reluctantly took out the only remaining sucrose from his pocket and handed it to Han Shuo, which seemed to be a token of agreement, and also gave his most beloved thing to his brother to eat.

Han Shuo took the candy, his eyes were sour, he smiled reluctantly, hugged the children again, led them to the carriage one by one, and waved goodbye: "I want to go to Xiangcheng to buy real estate, you wait for me." ”

Han Yan stood by and watched this scene, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that it was good to be young.

He is a thirty-year-old soul, who has been weathered before the crossing, and there is no innocence in his bones, and these children are more amused in the heart, and act with the mentality of adults, rather than playing seriously with all their hearts, and they have lost that friendship and beautiful childhood.

Before leaving, Han Ying also told him a lot of words, like the crown prince Liu Che to study, to Taoguang and obscure, in case of trouble, Emperor Han Jing's physical condition is gradually deteriorating, there are no years to live, your current priority is to assist Liu Che to ascend to the throne, and everything else is not as important as the stability of the country......

Han Yan listened sincerely on the surface, but in his heart he didn't care, Liu Che is a big guy with the aura of the protagonist, so we don't need to worry about it.

It's probably everyone's nature not to see others well, and Han Yan is the same, faintly hoping that the Han Dynasty will be in chaos, and heroes will be born in troubled times, and I will have to be the second child in my life.

"Born at the wrong time...... Watching Han Ying's carriage disappear at the end of his sight, Han Yan sighed, there are many helplessness in life, and there is no pure land in the world that can make people unharmed.

Obviously not hurt, the current life is very comfortable, but I still feel unsatisfied.

As soon as the Spring Festival passed, the slaves and maids of the Gonggao Marquis Mansion also returned on time, and none of them were absent, adding vitality to the Hou Mansion and adding more laughter.

However, after only ten days of not seeing him, Han Yan felt that Xi'er seemed to have grown taller, and her eyebrows and eyes had spread out a little, which was a little slim.

About the reason why she was rewarded with two golden pills before the Spring Festival, the girl brought a gift to Han Yan with the intention of thanksgiving, a cute little civet cat, with big eyes flickering, waiting to be fed, and the spots on her body were like copper coins.

"Shizi, this is the little raccoon dog found in the cave when Ah Weng went into the mountains to hunt, I wanted to kill and eat it, but unfortunately there is too little meat, and there is no surplus food to feed, so I can only give it to you as a gift......" Xi'er hugged the little guy in her arms, and stroked the little civet cat's head with her fingers, with a doting face.

The little guy didn't appreciate it, and fiercely opened his teeth and claws to bite her fingers, but he was so caught that he couldn't move, so he could only use "I want to ...... I'm going to ......" to express displeasure, and it looks wild.

"You're honest." Han Yan laughed.

Looking at the cat and listening to its exclamation, I suddenly felt a sense of intimacy. Wearing back to Dahan, it is rare to find something close to him, this cat is no different from the tanuki cat two thousand years later, except that it is not tamed, and its name is called "raccoon" in Dahan, not "cat".

"Stay, just be a companion with me, lock it in my room, pay attention to closing the door when entering and exiting, you don't have to feed it when you usually eat, just throw it on the ground, if you want to live, it will eat." If I starve to death, I'll look at it too. Han Yan couldn't help but stepped forward and touched the little fox's head, it was very comfortable, he thought about it and ordered: "I will return to Chang'an on the tenth day of the first month, do you want to go with me, or stay in the Hou Mansion?" ”

"Huh?" Xi'er was stunned and said, "I don't know......"

"Think about it before you go."

As soon as Han Shuo finished speaking, a servant reported outside the door: "Prince Yuyan, there is a post rider outside the Hou Mansion who asks to see him, holding a red and white sac, which is an urgent document, saying that there is an order about you." ”

"Huh?" Han Yan was stunned and said, "Please come in." ”

"Whoa." The slave withdrew.

After a while, the dusty post rider came to the door of the room, first to see Han Yan's identity seal, and then asked him to sign the receipt document in person, explaining that you have received something, and then give him the appointment letter of appointment.

"The emperor said: Order Han Yan, the grandson of the Marquis of Gonggao, to be the Shaofu Paper Cheng, to lead the world's papermaking affairs, rank 600 stones, and return to Beijing on a certain day to be ordered."

There is a seal of the imperial historian on the back, and this appointment was spoken by Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty, written and issued by Wei Juan.

A sentence of "ruling the world's papermaking matters", he promised Han Yan the windfall profits of paper, if someone also makes paper in the future, Han Yan is a paper man, let him make it can be made, and if he is not allowed to make as long as there is a sentence of illegal papermaking, it can be banned.

600 stones, which is equivalent to the level of a county order with a population of 10,000 households.

Shaofu is one of the nine Qing, but also the largest institution of the Han Dynasty, the tax of the mountain, the sea and the pond, the royal family's travel, the number of officials, it is said that the annual expenditure needs 200 million money, the current Shaofu boss was appointed by Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty last year, and his name is "God".

"Table of Hundred Officials and Ministers" records: In the fifth year of the Middle Yuan Dynasty, Hou Wuli was Fengchang. Shaofu God. The lord has no doubts.

Xi'er waited beside Han Yan, holding the little fox on her chest and gently brushing her hair, seeing that there was an order from her master, she took a look at it with curiosity, she didn't know many words, only a few dozen, but she also recognized six hundred stones, and she made up her mind, I will go to Chang'an next year......

In the Marquis of Gonggao, she will always be a slave, and she has very few opportunities to leave the Marquis's Mansion, and her only expectation for life is to save enough money to redeem herself as a commoner. But this wish is difficult to achieve in this life.

If he goes to Chang'an with Han Yan, 600 stone is the level of the county order, except for himself, Yan Shizi has no other slaves and maids, and if he opens a mansion and builds a government office, then he will be the head of the slaves and maids, in charge of the affairs of the mansion, ten times stronger than now.

Yan Shizi has not yet tied his hair, he is a high-ranking official of 600 stones, and he will not fly Huang Tengda in a few years?

At that time, I will also rise and change my fate. The emperor's servants were all ministers, and they were very important to people.

After figuring out this, Xi'er only felt her heart pounding, and when she stroked the tanuki, she became more and more gentle, staring at Han Yan's slightly immature side face in a daze, most of her face was blocked by the long hair that fell down, only the sword-like eyebrows flew obliquely into a few strands of black hair under the corner of the temples, and a beam of light that came through the door shone on his face, squinting slightly, his face seemed to be covered with a crystal halo, which was more dazzling than the sun. Xi'er's thoughts surged, and beautiful thoughts rose in her heart...... Your outline at this moment is, my heartbeat.