When autumn comes on September 8, my flowers will be white.

The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor.

The bleak autumn wind took away the last trace of summer in Chang'an, and the clear sky at the end of late autumn was like an endless calm blue sea; Intense white light danced in the sky, like microwaves on the surface of the sea; At the foot of the mountain, the sorghum swayed its plump ears from time to time, like fluctuating red water; The yellowed leaves gave the fields a withered color.

It's harvest season again, and Xujia Zhuangzi began to collect rent for the first time.

Chang'an County Commander came in person for the first time today, after all, Zhongnan Mountain Zhuangzi is also a big village with more than 3,000 mouths, and now it is the fief of Xu Yang Xu Guigu, a popular man in front of His Majesty, and the annual rent collection is the top priority, although Xu Yang does not look down on the rents paid by the Zhuang households, but this is not a national tax after all.

The lords of Chang'an County, arrived at Xujia Zhuangzi early, Xujia Zhuangzi is now in full swing, the northern slope has been transformed beyond recognition by explosives, two-story small buildings rise from the ground, this mountain passes, the Zongsheng Palace that originally needs to go around and then can be reached is now only a few hundred meters over this mountain.

The people in the village have been waiting early, one by one carrying bags of grain, just waiting for the lord to start paying the rent under the order, this year is a bumper harvest year, not to mention that now with the reclamation of the sunny slope into terraces, and then plough a few times with the curved plow, the millet planted actually has a harvest, which makes everyone's eyebrows are with three points of joy.

Today's rent is collected, but the head of the family is not there, Xu Yang is now running towards the mine if he has nothing to do, I heard that the Black Stone Mountain in the northwest of Chang'an has become a sea of people, and there are coal miners everywhere, and the Black Stone Mountain, which originally felt useless, is now full of treasures, Li Er has ordered the five hundred Xuanjia Army to surround the Black Stone Mountain and be on duty day and night.

In the past, the black stone on the black stone mountain was taken home to burn charcoal, and it could not be ignited for a long time, and there was charcoal poison, even the poorest people only burned this thing in the snow, but I didn't expect that now this black stone has become the most important incineration material in Datang, especially after making honeycomb coal, it is even more popular, as long as there is a small chimney at home, charcoal poison will never appear again.

Now Chang'an has cool, and now Xu Yang is ordering the Ministry of Industry to hurry up and build a stove, taking advantage of this winter, the entire Chang'an heating facilities will be built, of course, the first batch of small stoves with less honeycomb coal have entered Xujiazhuangzi.

The housekeeper of the Xu family Zhuangzi and the account room were all standing, and a mustache began to call people, and those who shouted their names came up to pay the rent.

Whoever shouted, he came up, poured the rice bag into the account room and weighed it first, to see if the weight was right, and then poured the grain directly into the Xu family's rice storehouse.

"Wang Ergou." Mr. Bookkeeper read, and a person hurriedly got out of the crowd, stood in a good position, patted the soil on his body, and the king and the second dog twisted and said: "My family rents thirty acres of land, and the harvest of two percent per acre belongs to the owner's family, this year's rain is good, the harvest is good, thirty acres of land, my family has collected ninety-three quintals and three buckets of wheat, plus the terraced fields on the northern slope of the hill that the owner of the family has drawn for us, a total of one hundred and seventeen quintals of wheat and millet, the market price of Chang'an is one bucket of four wen three, one load of forty-one wen, my family has to pay a total of twenty-three loads and four buckets, all here, Please take a look, gentlemen. ”

The first person in the account room poured the grain on the scale, looked at it carefully, twenty-four loads, and six more buckets, and did not say much, and went directly: "Okay, go to the back to receive the moon ceremony." ”

The king and the second dog seemed to have heard something happy, threw down the rice bag, and walked directly to the backyard.

Chang'an County Ling was surprised to see it, and hurriedly came up and asked: "I said Liu Gong, this farmer also seems to be a sour and picky person, why can he pay an extra six buckets of rent?" As a county magistrate, the old man has never seen such a strange scene. ”

Mr. Ledger is Steward Liu, and I saw him say expressionlessly: "This month's gift is issued according to the requirements of the head of the family, and the feudal households who give the fiefdom every month have always had money, and how many buckets of rice can be bought with the consistent money, I don't think I need to go into more details." ”

Chang'an County Commander has a big mouth, he really can't understand Xu Yang's behavior of scattering money, there are a total of 1,000 households in the fiefdom, and each household has the same money, so it is 1,000 yuan per month, and the 1,000 yuan will be scattered at will, and the Chang'an County Commander can't imagine what kind of ruined behavior this is.

"Then Master Hou is not afraid of ruining his family by doing this?" The Chang'an County Order is still a little unbelievable.

"Lost in the family?" Steward Liu's eyes seemed to have a glint in him, and he quietly approached Chang'an County Ling and said, "You know, our master is a descendant of Guigu, in Youzhou, do you know what others call him?" ”

"What is it called?"

"Xu Caishen! Wei County Order, for the sake of your friendship, I will sue you one thing, do you know who opened the business club in Chang'an West City? ”

"Could it be the Marquis of Chang'an County?"

"It's my lord, just that amount of money is astronomical for us little shrimps, not to mention fried tea, glass, and wine, so don't chew the root of Hou Ye's tongue in the future, you can't imagine that Hou Ye has a lot of money!" Steward Liu was very satisfied with the deterrent effect of his words, at least at this time, the Chang'an County Order was already stunned, and his mouth seemed to be able to swallow an egg.

The rent collection of Xujia Zhuangzi is very smooth, there is no twist and turn, when other Zhuangzi owners and farmers are still thinking about a bucket of rice, the rent collection of Xujia Zhuangzi has been completed, and now the farmers have all received the monthly gift and returned home, many of them have bought a lot of chickens from the owner's house to go back, they are the first batch of farmers who know that they can receive a consistent reward if they raise enough 20 chickens.

Xu Yang came back from Heishi Mountain, brought a cart of coal, said that it was for the gentlemen of the chemical research institute to study, and when he arrived at the fiefdom, he first met Han Yanxuan, who was sitting on the beam of the house and still wiping his sword, Xu Yang boasted that he had created a peerless divine weapon, which caused Han Yanxuan to be curious, Xu Yang bet with him that the sword he built could definitely cut off his 'imperial dragon', which made Han Yanxuan have an angry expression for the first time, so the two made an appointment to compete tomorrow.

Then he went to the attic of the head of the Liu family, Liu Dongliang didn't know any nobles in Chang'an, and an old lady of his own family who was a four-grade assassin was only a small official position in Chang'an, so now he stayed at home, and accompanied his daughter to read the famous book "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" printed by Xu Yang in the attic all day long.

This Romance of the Three Kingdoms is still a sacred book of earth-shattering ghosts and gods at this time, and it can write the Romance of the Three Kingdoms so vividly, and its wonderful Cheng dù does not need to doubt too much, Liu Dongliang and Liu Mengli are both attracted by the stories in the book, and sometimes they even forget to eat lunch.

After meeting Liu Dongliang and Xu Yang, he planned to take a good rest, but he heard a report from his subordinates, and Yuan Tiangang asked to see him.

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