Chapter Seventy-Five: The Baron of Jincheng County

Male in Jincheng County, 400 households.

This is Zhao Zhen's reward for Tie Xinyuan, which is written on a yellow silk silk in gold letters, it is said that this silk silk is a special silk silk made by the Inner Government, and the words on it will never fade, and it will not be bitten by insects.

In the Great Song Dynasty, it was a very luxurious thing to be crowned king, and in the Zhenzong Dynasty, there was almost an embarrassment that there was no prince in the court, and it was only in the Zhao Zhen era that an exception was made to divide the six princes.

As for other titles, the emperor did not take them out easily, even if Bao Zheng was a minister who contributed to the death of the Great Song Dynasty, he was only an official to the second grade, and the founding marquis of Donghai County had 1,800 households and 400 households.

This marquis can only be enjoyed by Bao Zheng, and once Bao Zheng dies, this title will disappear.

Although Tie Xinyuan's title is not as good as Bao Zheng's, the food of the two is the same.

It's just that Bao Zheng should give 1,800 households, the emperor should give 400 households, and Tie Xinyuan should give 300 households, but the emperor gave 100 more.

From this point, it can be seen that the emperor rewarded Tie Xinyuan much more casually than Bao Zheng.

Zhao Wan smiled all day long, holding Tie Xinyuan's hand and shaking it when she had nothing to do, and she became more coquettish and acted more carelessly.

Mama Zhang saw it in her eyes, but she smiled on her face, she should have prevented the two of them from being so close, but at this time, she was completely invisible.

is knighted, and he is fully qualified to propose to the princess...... Zhao Wan thought that the last status gap between herself and Tie Xinyuan was gone.

Wang gradually hugged the watermelon and ate it happily, and saw Tie Xinyuan and Zhao Wanbi hooking up like people, which made him dig up the watermelon with a spoon to be more enjoyable.

Ever since the last time the princess gave him half of a watermelon to eat with a spoon, he had liked it.

Tie Xinyuan's smile was a little difficult, but he didn't let go of Zhao Wan's hand from beginning to end.

Whether it is Mama Zhang or Wang Yan, they all pay attention to Zhao Zhen's thoughts.

The horses of the Great Song Dynasty were either from the south of the Yangtze River or from the southeast. This is already a consensus of the royal family.

To support the vast Tokyo, Jiangnan and Southeast are indispensable in any case.

If there is no Jiangnan and southeast, a large amount of supplies will be transported into Tokyo through the canal. The barren land around the city of Tokyo, which has been cultivated for thousands of years, simply cannot support the millions of people living in the city.

If the entire Great Song Dynasty talks about the heaviest taxation in that place, it must be Jiangnan and Southeast China.

This was not because the imperial court had any opinion on these two places, but because of the needs of national policy.

Draining the wealth of these two places and avoiding chaos in the two places has been a national policy that has been established since the time of Taizong.

Since the imperial court needs these two places to be poor, if you want to comfort the place, you naturally can't use money or tax reductions.

The method that can be used is to conduct scientific research and marry a princess.

About sixty percent of the officials in the imperial court came from these two places, but it was only a number, and the people who could become high-ranking officials in the Great Song Dynasty were mostly northerners.

Until now. The officials in the south have already made full arrangements for stacking beds and houses, and all that remains is the princess to marry.

Zhao Zhen is a very clear-headed person, even if he is favored, if necessary, he will not hesitate to marry Zhao Wan to the rich man in the southeast.

In the past forty years, the Great Song Dynasty married to the southeast, and there were six princesses in the south of the Yangtze River.

Wang gradually Zhao Wan and they just took a fancy to the title of the baron, but ignored the three words Jincheng County in front of the baron.

Where is Jincheng County?

In Lanzhou!

Di Qing had been stationed in Qingcheng, less than fifty miles from Jincheng County, eight years earlier, where he had confronted the Western Xia warrior Hua Shakuhachi for three years. It also fought for three years, and in three years, Lanzhou, an important town in the northwest, was scorched to the ground.

Until now, Lanzhou City is still a three-way area, whether it is Li Yuanhao. Or the Jiaoluo and even the aboriginal Qiang people there, they can enter and leave Lanzhou City at will and dance with the jackals in the city.

Tie Xinyuan understood that the fief given to him by the emperor was just talking. He couldn't go back to Jincheng County, in fact, the Great Song Xungui could only accept the Yulu given by the imperial court, and no one could actually control his fiefdom.

Four hundred peasant families under the command of Baron Tie Xinyuan. They still paid taxes to the imperial court, and then the imperial court converted the taxes they received into silver and sent them to Tie Xinyuan.

According to the law of the Great Song Dynasty, if Jincheng County is gone, there will naturally be no more taxes to Tie Xinyuan, and if Tie Xinyuan still wants to keep the title of Jincheng County man, he must assist the officers and soldiers to recover the lost territory.

The fief is in the Land of a Hundred Battles...... The emperor's will is self-evident.

Tie Xinyuan cleaned up his mind, happily helped Zhao Wan collect a large handful of wild flowers, weave them into a wreath and put them on her head, watching her happily spin on the grass, smiling, Tie Xinyuan's chest ached slightly.

He had such an experience before......

The various works on the construction site are in full swing, whether it is to divert water to build a fountain, or to transplant a large tree from a distance to dispose of the landscape, the craftsmen of the Great Song Dynasty have very rich experience.

The tiling of the interior of the palace has been completely completed, and the copper heating pipes inside have also been laid.

Then, Tie Xinyuan ordered the palace to be sealed, and began to lead a group of people from Shui'er, Huo'er, and Fu'er by himself, and began to install lamps and lanterns inside.

Sitting on the toilet bowl that he hadn't seen for a long time, Tie Xinyuan almost cried bitterly, a small toilet completely led his thoughts to the distant past.

As soon as he pulled the clean water hanging on the roof of the house, it poured down from the copper pipe and carried the dirt straight into the sewage pipe.

Sixteen colorful glass lamps are safely hoisted to the roof, and if you shake the winch mounted on the wall, the huge lamp will slowly fall, light the candle, and then rise, and the smoke from the candle will leave with the smoke exhaust pipe, but leave the light of the candle in the room.

Every night, Tie Xinyuan would light all the candles, and he walked alone in this small hall, like a troubadour.

The glass lamps on the roof casually sprinkled the broken spots, reflecting the bright moon outside the window.

Sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall, looking at the smooth porcelain walls around him, he reached out and touched the floor that still had the residual warmth of the daylight, and after a moment of silence, he stood up and walked out of the hall.

When he came to his mother's tent, he stood for a while, and then he heard his mother say, "Yuan'er, what are you doing when you stand outside, come in." ”

Tie Xinyuan rubbed his cheeks with his hands, walked in and said with a smile: "It's dark at night, why hasn't my mother slept yet?" ”

Wang Rouhua looked at Tie Xinyuan and said, "Qiao'er is gone, right?" Not coming back? ”

Tie Xinyuan smiled: "There is nothing to do, he just goes to do something and will come back in a few days." ”

Wang Rouhua took her son's hand and said: "You have a lot of thoughts these days, my mother didn't bother you, I saw you stay alone in that house for a long time tonight, but what decision did you make?" ”

"Baron Jincheng County, I'm afraid there is a problem."

Wang Rouhua said with a smile: "Your princess's title is the Duke of Korea, and your uncle's title is the Marquis of Nanyang, of course my mother knows the secret."

This title is not so easy to get, others are adults who have worked hard to lay a foundation, and sometimes it takes several generations of accumulation to be knighted.

My son is still rising too fast, how good can the title obtained by relying on some money and tribute be?

Now that the royal family has recognized that you can have a knighthood, then, next, you will have to bleed.

Only when you have shed blood will people truly recognize you as one of them, and you can rest with the country. “

Tie Xinyuan frowned and said, "The Great Song Dynasty does not have the title of retiring with the country. ”

Wang Rouhua smiled bitterly: "Of course not, look at where Zhao Pu, who relied on half of the Analects to rule the world, is now?"

Kou Zhun's achievements are high, and now his descendants have become porters in Laiyang City, who will ask more?

The trembling and trembling of the Sanhuaitang royal family is also the same reason, your grandfather has shed blood for the Great Song Dynasty, and the descendants have not, and now it is time to make up for it.

If you get through it, it will naturally be smooth sailing, but if you can't get through, Zhao Pu and Kou Zhun are the lessons of the Wang family. ”

Tie Xinyuan shook his head and said: "Uncle is uncle, I am me, one family surname Wang, one family surname Tie, the two have nothing to do with each other." ”

Wang Rouhua smiled: "Of course it should be like this, my mother would rather you follow Brother Qiao and them all day long, and I don't want you to have more contact with the Wang family, that's the reason."

The tree of the Wang family is too big, and once it is blown down by the wind, the birds living in the tree will always be injured.

Our family is just our mother and son, the population is small, and it is easier to turn around, so there is no need to live on a big tree, it is too dangerous.

Your third uncle has already made arrangements to place all the best children in the family in his hometown, and only leave some useless wine bags and rice bags in Tokyo, just to prevent accidents. ”

Tie Xinyuan approached his mother's side with a smile, and his intimate head rested on his mother's lap and said, "Mother means that we won't pick up the mess of the Wang family?" ”

Wang Rouhua nodded her son's forehead with her finger and said, "Of course you don't take it, you can't take it, Your Majesty lifted you to the level of a man in Jincheng County at once, which means that the Wang family is not allowed to use you." ”

Tie Xinyuan nodded and said: "The man in Jincheng County is not a good errand, if this title is gone one day, don't blame the child, let's sell soup cakes in Tokyo City." ”

Wang Rouhua said with a smile: "My mother should stay in Tokyo to sell soup cakes, you should go out to study."

As long as you're not in Tokyo, everything is fine. ”

Tie Xinyuan shook his head and said, "Even if he goes out to study, the child will take his mother to study with him." ”

Wang Rouhua sneered and laughed: "How can you take your old lady to study together." ”

Tie Xinyuan looked at the starry sky outside the tent and smiled: "Yes, I have not only heard of someone taking the old lady on a study tour, but also heard of someone carrying a paralyzed old lady on his back to study together.

This is not a big deal, as long as the mother is here, there is no problem for the child even if he goes to the ends of the earth. (To be continued.) )

PS: The little niece's illness has relapsed...... The doctor said that he was basically hopeless, and he was doing his best for the child in the past two days.