Cracking sound~

The firecrackers exploded lively, the children attracted by the red light followed behind and clapped their hands and ran non-stop, at the entrance of the village, an unlucky pig purred and roared desperately, as if feeling that death was coming, the pig desperately kicked and kicked the four hooves and wanted to do a dying struggle, but unfortunately it didn't wait for it to writhe for long, a sharp kitchen knife has flashed cold, sending it to the Elysium I don't know which god to find. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]; Happy; Wen; Novel lw+

The men bled and burned the pig's hair and cleaned up the water, while the women also clicked the hapless chicks and pigeons one by one, plucked their feathers and bled out.

The vegetables grown in the field, the dried pickles, the fish and other ingredients were all taken out, the big pots on the earthen stoves were steaming, the big tables were put together into skewers, the villagers laughed and put the plates on the table, and the lively and lively running water seats were set up in the village.

Although the northeast wind is blowing and there is a thin layer of snow, the stove is burning warmly, and the scene of labor is also in full swing.

It would not be surprising if this scene happened in the Central Plains, but this place was Khorasan, later southern Afghanistan.

It has been five months since Fujian sent troops to rectify Khorasan, and the tuntian policy has also begun to bear fruit, with almost 2 million people from Afghanistan in the north to Iran in the south being divided into various tuntianzhuang, and the Fujian state has ensured the clean-up of this social order by force, and most of the areas of Khorasan have basically been pacified under the policy of disobedience or death.

Without the riots that broke out one after another in various places, except for the diehards who resisted the Fujian army, the high mortality rate in society was reduced.

The early construction of the Tuntianzhuang has already handed over the grain, the later construction of the Tuntianzhuang has just reclaimed the land, basically there is no output, this year's military resettlement expenses plus the grain relieved, in the Persian investment of this big business, Fujian is basically a loss.

But even the most calculating Laiji did not care about anything, because from the officials and gentry of Fujian saw the hope of completely pacifying this place, the huge bureaucratic contingent of Fujian, especially the officials of the Ministry of Industry were the happiest, the gold, silver, copper, iron and gem mines found near the Hindu Kush Mountains were amazing, and the famous lapis lazuli mine alone found three veins, if it was developed next year it would be profitable, which would be a great achievement of the Ministry of Industry.

With hope, the ministers were happy, the king of Min was happy, Li Jie simply waved his pen and gave the two million Persians and the 200,000 army no one came to compare the annual fee, and the chickens, ducks, vegetables and grains handed over were distributed back in proportion.

In several lifetimes, these Persians have been paying money and grain to the lord of the government, how have they ever seen the government give money and grain for the festival? In addition, there are Tang people in every village, and the Tang Tianzhu people have spread the New Year's Festival.

As for pork, there are indeed many Islamic believers who do not eat pork, but it depends on the actual situation, people are going to starve to death and no matter which one can eat it, and these pigs are also self-raised, the pig raising technology brought from the Central Plains is raised by white and fat Chinese pastoral pigs, and the pigsty is usually cleaned by a special person, and it is also fed with wild vegetables and clean soybean meal, unlike the Western kind of wild boar that has not been completely domesticated and stocked.

Originally, there were less than thirty percent of Islamic believers, and the fragrant pork sausage sauerkraut soup was served on the table, and the other villagers threw off their cheeks and stuffed them into their mouths, eating with their mouths full of oil, and they struggled in their hearts for a long time, and they didn't know how many pink believers who had converted to Islam for a short time finally got off the first chopsticks.

In the lively atmosphere of the New Year, for the Tuntian village just now, this New Year's Festival has other meanings.

About to clean up, a village of two or three hundred old and young gathered together at the entrance of the village to look at the distance, under their view, the lively gongs and drums in the distance gradually approached, in the red hanging color, a team of hundreds of people blowing trumpets, playing gongs and swaying lively.

In the middle of so many people, a handsome young man wearing a black gauze hat on his head, a big red robe on his body, and a big red flower on his chest, staggered on a horse and walked towards the village, with a high nose bridge, and his eyes matched with a very Chinese style of champion robe, but it fit like this.

This person's name is Ma Mikonian, and he gave himself a Chinese name Ma Yang, even in the knocking and beating of everyone, Ma Yang is still confused, until now he can't believe that the god of luck can come to his head, this time the Min country is in Khorasan Kaienko, and the first champion is himself!

You must know that the Mamikonian family has been a small people for the first twenty generations, a typical poor twenty generations, and before the exam, he had just finished learning a volume of "Analects", and the Four Books and Five Classics had just dabbled in, and he didn't know what to be worried about when he was doing the scroll, until the Tuntian Captain Tianzhu in Tuntian Village sent him to Mulu City with great envy and hatred, and Ma Yang knew that he had won the jackpot.

What is the reincarnation of Wenqu Xing in the words of the Tang teacher, Wenqu Xing is a subordinate of the Jade Emperor of the Immortal Head, if he is replaced by the God of Light, how can he be an angel himself? While the horses were swaying, Ma Yang was still thinking in a daze.

"The champion is back!"

As soon as he came back to his senses, Ma Yang was startled, and more than 200 people in the village, young and old, all fell to the ground, kowtowed and greeted: "Xiaomin to meet the champion!"

"Oh, Uncle Barney, Abago, get up quickly, I, I'm not a noble lord!" This time he was panicked, Ma Yang hurriedly jumped off the horse, helped them up one by one, and pulled the fathers and villagers in the same village one by one, but no matter how he explained, the rest of the fathers and elders were still a little trembling.

I heard that the champion can meet the king of Min in person, eat the Qionglin banquet, and be a big official, at least a county order, in charge of two or three hundred tun granges like them, if this is in Persia, the nobles can't do it without hundreds of years, so Ma Yang is no longer an ordinary person in the eyes of others, but a master.

Just when Ma Yang was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, suddenly there was another cough in front of him, which made Ma Yang couldn't help but feel excited, and immediately put down the villagers and went straight over, kneeling down in front of an elderly Tang man, and bowing excitedly with tears in his eyes.

"Master, the disciple is back!"

At first, Yu Wenjian was a little unhappy when he saw Ma Yang let a group of people kneel and worship, thinking that Ma Yang was a villain, but seeing Ma Yang bow so respectfully and sincerely, that doubt went away, and finally changed to a kind look, supported Ma Yang on the shoulders and helped him up, and shook his head with emotion.

"You kid! I have been taking the exam for the teacher for half my life, and I didn't even pass the township test, but your kid passed three levels in a row, went straight to the palace test, and had to meet the King of Min in person, I really don't know which life you have cultivated? ”

Hearing that his teacher was a little jealous of himself, Ma Yang couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment, sneering and not knowing what to say, but fortunately sighed for a moment, Yu Wenjian looked straight again, took his shoulder seriously, and said: "Ah Yang, although today is your big day, there are still some things to say as a teacher!"

"No matter what god you believe in, we Confucians emphasize benevolence and righteousness! Never forget that you came out of this village, no matter how big an official you are, you can't do anything to abuse the people and bully the township party! ”

"Ma Yang doesn't dare!" The Persian champion hurriedly bowed and shook his head.

"Also, if you are good at helping the world, if you are poor, you will be alone, since you are destined to enter the officialdom, you should be loyal to the country, loyal to the king of Fujian, and be a loyal and outspoken minister, even if the country is in trouble, you must kill yourself and become benevolent, and sacrifice your life for righteousness! If the old man knows that you dare to be a courtier, even if you don't want to spell your name, the old man will take your life! ”

"Ma Yang doesn't dare!" Seeing his teacher excitedly reprimanding, the Persian boy knelt on the ground in fear and kowtowed in reply.

Seeing the frightened appearance of his disciple, Yu Wenjian's heart softened again, and he held his shoulders to help him up again, and then took out a bundle of books from his arms, handed them to Ma Yang's arms, and said kindly: "Today, on the day you enter the department, you shouldn't say these heavy words as a teacher, but you are really afraid that you will go down the wrong path."

"The disciple knows."

"Live to learn all the time, although you have become the top student, you are no longer qualified to teach you as a teacher, these codex that you have studied for many years are still given to you, I hope it will help you!"

Holding the bundle of hot books, Ma Yang couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and his eyes turned red again. patted him on the shoulder, and Yu Wenjian smiled and said to the stunned villagers who were watching from the side: "Don't be restrained, everyone, the little pony will always be our little pony, and it will never change!"

"Don't freeze here, the dishes will be cold for a while, today is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, after tonight, there will be a good harvest tomorrow!"

Listening to the Tang language of teaching a few others, the amiable teacher Yuwen said this, the restraint of a group of villagers was put down, and Ma Yang was about to walk towards the village, but this kung fu, the sedan chair musicians who sent blessings behind him were shouting in the back.

"Please take a look at the champion!"

Stunned, looking back at the expectant eyes of a group of grooms, sedan chair drummers, Yuwen Jian and Ma Yang's master and apprentice couldn't help but stiffen for a moment, and became embarrassed.

In fact, the money of the sedan chair man and the drummer was as early as Mulu City, and the big businessmen who were busy with the fairy spirit had already paid it, but according to the custom, when they arrived in the township, the champion still had to reward another amount.

The problem is that this village is Tuntian Village, and the wars over the years have already emptied the pockets of Tuntian households.

In normal cases, the rich people of the township party pay on their behalf, but the problem is that almost all these people in the township are similar to Ma Yang, almost all the nobles have moved to Beijing, and the rich businessmen and rich people have also moved into the city, and after struggling for a while, Yu Wenjian smiled and waved his hand to the girl Yuwen Guo'er who followed behind him.

"Guo'er, go home, go and bring it to the jar under the bed!"

"Master, that's the dowry money of Senior Sister Guo'er, you can't move it!" Before the little girl could pout, Ma Yang had already eagerly hugged Yu Wenjian's arm and shouted anxiously.

"On the big day, where is there so much attention, I am your teacher, listen to me, Guo'er, don't go quickly!"

This time, Yu Wenjian's smile became hearty, and he stroked his beard with a laugh: "You are the champion of the princess, can you pay you a reward, or is it the glory of the teacher!"

"......"

"Hey, the teacher's mind is good, but don't use the little girl's dowry, I'll take a look at this reward!"

"Brother Tai's words are wrong...... Hearing this, Yu Wenjian immediately turned his head a little displeased, but Ma Yang, who had been supporting him, was extremely shocked and screamed.

"His Majesty the King of Min!"