On August 1, 2467 in the year of the Yellow Emperor, the household statistics of Daqin began in Xianyang County, and more than 200 Lang were divided into five groups, led by Fusu, Li You, Wang Li, Wei Tong, and Ji Chang, who were respectively responsible for the statistical work of Xianyang, Chang'an, Zhouzhi, and Lantian in H County. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Name?" Yang Jian and Fusu were dressed in the clothes of a small official, and asked the little girl in front of them in the wing room provided by the Zhou family, one was responsible for asking the registered person, the other was responsible for registering information in the household registration book, and Huan Mu stood at the door of the wing room to maintain order. Outside the hall was full of servants and maidservants, looking at them with some anxiety, and a housekeeper helped Huan Mu to maintain order, looking inside from time to time.

"Huh?" The little guy who was asked was a little stunned.

"What's it called?" Yang Jian put it another way.

"Miki." The little guy hurriedly said.

"What's your last name?" Yang Jian had no choice but to add.

"Kudzu Miki."

"Age? It's just how old it is. ”

“13。”

"I can't tell you're thirteen. Date of birth, is when was it born? ”

"Well, my mother said that there was a famine."

Yang Jian was a little weak, ready to consult the chronology of the Yellow Emperor that had been prepared a long time ago, patted his head, and said to Fusu: "It's as big as me, Emperor Yuan 2454." ”

"Which day of the month?"

"Huh? I don't know. My mother said that I was born with a famine, oh, I remembered, my mother said that when General Meng sent troops to fight, my father followed, and then never came back, my father was born after ten days of walking, I don't know which day. Ge Sanmu was a little sad.

This time, Yang Jian didn't know what to investigate, and looked at Fusu and Huan Mu helplessly, Fusu put down the quill in his hand, rubbed his wrist and said: "Thirteen years ago, General Meng Fu attacked Wei and set off from Xianyang on October 7, then you were born on October 17, don't forget." But remember, it's only August, and you're not even thirteen years old before October 17. As he spoke, he picked up the pen and changed the age he had just written down on the paper to 12 years old.

"Oh, I remember, now twelve, tenteen and thirteen."

"Xiao Jian, why don't I ask, you write?" Fusu resisted the urge to burst into laughter every time he called Yang Jian.

"Good, good." Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't be nervous, everyone in Daqin has to be asked again, was he born in Xianyang?"

"Yes, I used to have a house in Xianyang, but my mother said that I would sell it in order to support myself."

"And you're living here now?"

"yes, or where else would I live with my mother?"

"Your mother is here, too?"

"Well, it's out there."

"Then you call your mother too, and I'll register her first."

"Okay, you wait." After Ge Sanmu finished speaking, he didn't wait for Fusu to speak, so he ran outside the door and called his mother.

Fusu said to Yang Jian: "Write it down, I am from Xianyang, and my address is the house number of this Zhou house - No. 9 Xuanniao Street, physical characteristics, he is still a minor, write less, thin, yellowish complexion, and a black mole on the left side of his jaw." ”

"If you can register the people of the Zhou Mansion this morning, you will be considered to have completed the task." Fusu said to Yang Jian, who was already a little impatient.

Yang Jian didn't plan to participate in the statistics, but Fusu Gui was the son, and he was younger than him, leading a group not to say, but also personally entering the household to participate in the population statistics, he had to participate with Fusu, Fusu persuaded him a few times, but it aroused his temperament, and shouted: "Ganluo is twelve years old, and I am thirteen." ”

Fusu listened to him and wanted to tell him that comparing himself with Ganluo might not end well.

"There are more than a dozen of them, if I want to say that a big family with many slaves like the Zhou family should register the slaves in advance, and we can just copy them." Yang Jian suggested to Fusu.

"Well, you can think about it, don't forget to write it down." Fusu was about to say that it might be a fraud to ask the master of the house to register the information of the slaves, when he saw a woman in her fifties come in with Ge Sanmu. The housekeeper of the Zhou family at the door looked in again, and when he saw Fu Su looking at him, he quickly dodged away again.

"Auntie, sit down." Fusu brought a cushion to Katsumiki's mother.

"Auntie, Brother Miki is your son?"

"yes." The woman was a little nervous.

"Auntie, how old are you this year?"

After Fusu's questioning little by little, he learned that although the woman looked to be fifty years old, she was only thirty-nine years old this year, and her original surname was Jiang Ming'e, a native of Longxi County, western Xinjiang of the Qin State. Ge Sanmu's grandfather met her father when he was on a business trip to Longxi, and she married Ge Sanmu's father, Ge Kan, when she was 17 years old, and had two sons who died in infancy. Later, there was turmoil # in Western Xinjiang, and the Ge family's business was deviated, and the family was not well managed.

Before Ge Sanmu was born, Ge Kan enlisted in the army, wanting to accumulate military merits and earn a piece of land for his family. Unexpectedly, Gekan died on the battlefield for the first time, although the army gave the field and pensions, but she was a woman, she was really unable to farm, and she had to feed her children, so she sold her land to survive. But one day when the money runs out, her mother's house is far away from Xianyang, and there is no one to help, so Jiang E lives by sewing clothes and weaving straw sandals, but how can this income support the children, so she sold the Ge family's house and took Ge Sanmu to the Zhou family as a slave, and now it has been ten years.

As she spoke, Jiang E was sad, and no matter how difficult she could not suppress it, she began to sob, and Ge Sanmu also became sad, which made Fusu and Yang Jian also at a loss.

The crying gradually stopped, and Fusu hurriedly interjected: "Auntie, don't be sad, I think that although Brother Miki is not very old, he is also clever, and when he grows up in the future, he may be able to revive the family business." In order to comfort Jiang E, Fusu didn't bother to care if Ge Sanmu was really clever or not, and he would come as soon as he said good things.

"I just don't know, did you and Miki sign a living deed or a dead deed with the Zhou family?"

"Living deed, living deed, the Zhou family is also in business, and they used to have dealings with their uncles, and they took good care of our mother and son. What's more, the Ge family has three trees and one seedling, and after signing the death contract, the Zhou family is about to break the incense, how can I do such a thing. I've saved a lot of money now, and in another five years, when Miki grows up, we'll move out of Zhou's house and let Miki do a small business. ”

After Fusu listened, he motioned to Yang Jian to write down this point, and then called the housekeeper who had been waiting outside, took the paper, and read the information of Jiang's mother and son to them, and confirmed that there was no mistake, so that Yang Jian copied the information to the household registration book, and the column of the relationship between the head of the household was specially marked "master and servant (living deed)".

In this way, the three of them were in a group, and only two families including the Zhou family were completed in the morning, and it was almost time to come out of the Zhou family, the three of them were hungry, looked at each other, and said: "Eat first", and then they all laughed, and went to the Fusu Mansion, Yubai, who had been waiting outside the Zhou Mansion for a long time, exhaled lightly and hurriedly followed.