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Fang Zhiwen will be inseparable from Moling for a while, and even if the troops of Huang Zhong, Zhexin and Zhen Xiang are deployed in place, before Sun Ce completes the eastward crossing, and before Jiangdong is completely stabilized, Fang Zhiwen may not be able to leave Moling City.

However, this does not mean that Fang Zhiwen must stay in Moling City all day long, on this day, the weather is fine, Fang Zhiwen pulled out Taishi Zhaorong, who was training recruits in the barracks, and threw the training to Huang Xu, the two changed their clothes and went out of the city with a few personal soldiers.

Taishi Zhaorong, who had been stuffy in the barracks all day, let go of the horse's hooves as soon as he left the city, and as soon as he ran violently, the people and horses were sweating, and the whole person was much happier.

"Husband, you see there are peach blossoms on the hillside over there."

Fang Zhiwen had already seen it, but Taishi Zhaorong paid attention to the peach blossoms, and Fang Zhiwen paid attention to the carriages and horses parked under the hillside, it seems that there are a lot of people here who come to play, and they may all be attracted by this peach blossom.

"See, there are a lot of tourists there, let's go and join in the fun."

Turning a hillside, I found that there is a large peach forest here, which is very brilliant, and there is a string of carriages parked on the side of the road under the hillside, it seems that there are really a lot of people who come here to enjoy the flowers, put away the horses, Fang Zhiwen pulled Taishi Zhaorong along a stone step and walked up.

Taishi Zhaorong's cheeks were red, but she didn't break free, and endured her shame and let her husband pull it, in fact. There are quite a few men and women around me who do the same.

Both of them are military generals, and their physical strength is very good. Along the way, while enjoying the flowers and chatting, soon came to the top of the mountain on the left, here I don't know who built a bamboo pavilion, the top is covered with a simple straw, standing in the pavilion, the breeze sends bursts of flowers, and the warm sunshine indicates the coming of spring.

The only thing that isn't perfect is that there are a little more people, which is okay. The slope of the hill is very gentle, and the scenery is good in any direction, Fang Zhiwen found a place with few people, took out the Mazha tea stove, and set up a position to occupy a place.

Taishi Zhaorong went around to pick up dead branches, saying that he wanted to use the branches of the peach tree to make tea, and the tea was poured out. Someone smelled the fragrance and came.

"Good tea, this tea has a clear aroma, could it be tea from the north?"

Fang Zhiwen turned his head, it turned out to be a middle-aged man dressed in scribe cedar, with a clean appearance and a beautiful beard that was not very long. The smile on his face is very affectionate.

"This brother's nose is very smart, if you don't dislike it, why don't you taste this tea?"

"Sorry for the abruptness."

The man looked apologetic, especially when he saw that there were still family members in Changchang, but he seemed to be sorry for the tea pancreas, Xian Deng Xian, 7th Street, and the old Xiagong reading the old Xia, and the old Xiagong reading the private and private, and the model of the model. p> "It's okay, in the next surname, this is a clumsy jing."

"The next surname is Qiao, and it is the people of Qiaojiazhuang in the east, whose ancestors farmed, and disturbed the Xian couple."

"You're welcome, my husband and wife are from Youzhou, and they came to Moling to do business, stealing half a day of leisure, and also came to do a getaway."

"Hehe, Brother Fang doesn't look like a businessman, but like a son of a family."

"Oh? How did Mr. Joe see that? ”

"Just look at you, these are all healthy people, how can ordinary people have such shrewd and capable attendants1

"Hehe, they are all soldiers who have been on the battlefield, which is also very common in Youzhou, because Youzhou has a retirement system, and some retired soldiers like to do these bodyguard positions."

Mr. Qiao nodded suddenly, took the tea handed by Fang Zhiwen, thanked him busily, and then sniffed slowly, and began to taste it in small sips for a long time.

"Good tea, good tea! The aroma is fresh and thorough, refreshing, light but not sparse, light but not scattered, it is really a good tea, what is the name of this tea? ”

"This lady, what is this tea called?"

"Husband, this is last year's new product, called Changbai Snow Top Tea."

"Snow top! Good name, good name, there is really a dark fragrance of ice and snow. ”

Fang Zhiwen smiled, does ice and snow really have a fragrance? These literati are interesting.

"Mr. Qiao is also interesting, I'm afraid he is not a person who concentrates on farming, but is a bit like Pang Degong of Jingzhou, concentrating on reading and farming in his spare time?"

"Haha, a good one to concentrate on reading, farming in his spare time, Brother Fang's witty words! It's just that he is a farmer who is a fly camp and a dog, worrying about the output of the acres every day, and worrying about the fluctuation of grain prices, how can he have the kind of mind of Pang Degong! Brother Fang praised it falsely. ”

"Hehe, Mr. Qiao doesn't have to be polite, he is also a businessman, and it is not a crime to be a dog.1

Mr. Qiao laughed heartily, this person is knowledgeable and does not say, his open-minded attitude is still liked, the two of them also talked about speculation, talked about anecdotes from north to south for a while, and the two slowly talked about the recent major events in Moling.

"Brother Fang came from Moling, and he is making a living in Youzhou, and I don't know if it's convenient to ask my brother about some things."

"No need, Mr. Qiao, please speak."

"I heard that Lord Zhu Zhizhu, the new lord of Moling, wants to do the politics of Youzhou, I don't know if there is such a thing?"

But there is such a thing1

Mr. Qiao sighed when he heard this, and a touch of worry couldn't help but appear on his face, Fang Zhiwen smiled and asked when he saw this, "Why is Mr. Qiao worried?" ”

"Without him, for a living. I don't have any business ability, just guarding the acres of land handed down by my ancestors, and if the land is really taken back by the government, I am afraid that the family will starve to death. ”

"Oh? How many people does Mr. Qiao have? ”

"There are only four couples and children, and a few subordinates."

"How much is there in the fields?"

"Thirty or fifty acres only."

"Do you usually farm by yourself or rent it to others?"

"If you rent to others, it is inevitable that the rent will be criticized if it is high, and the rent will be low. My family is going to drink the northwest wind1

"According to the regulations of Youzhou, one person can own 20 acres of cultivated land. Men and women alike, Mr. Naqiao's arable land is not enough, but there is too little land around here, and I am afraid that the government will not be able to make up the amount of land immediately. If it is in Youzhou, Mr. Qiao can still get more land. ”

"Huh?! How so? ”

"Hehe, the only thing Mr. Qiao needs to worry about is whether the people in your family will want to set up their own doors because of this."

"Well, it's possible, who wouldn't want to be better! How is this policy implemented in Youzhou, and who will help people farm? I'm afraid that I can't even find my subordinates, and if there is no labor at home, won't I have to starve to death by guarding the land? It's not all messed up1

"How can it be messy, you can cultivate as much as you can, if you can't plow yourself, you can cooperate with your neighbors, originally one person can only cultivate twenty acres. But ten laborers can cultivate four or five hundred acres. ”

"How is that possible?"

"Of course it's possible, the fields in Youzhou are all connected in large pieces, the speed of farming with horses is very fast, and there are canals on the edge of the fields, except for the need to hire people for harvesting, there is no problem at other times."

"What if there is no labor at all?"

"Then you can only do what you can as much as you can, you can't always rely on others to support yourself, if you really don't have the ability to take care of yourself, go to the government for help.1

"The government still cares about this?"

"Anyway, widowhood and loneliness always have to be managed."

"Really?"

"Of course, you can also go to Youzhou to see these in person, and it is only a month to go back and forth."

Mr. Qiao looked at Fang Zhiwen with some disbelief, thinking that his subordinates might set up their own doors. Suddenly, I had a bad feeling in my heart: "In this case, if there is no subordinate to help with farming, wouldn't it be impossible to support my family?" ”

"Mr. Qiao is a bit arrogant when he says this, reading and literacy is a kind of ability, not to mention anything else, even if it is to help others write and calculate, or go to the school to be a teacher, there is no problem in supporting the family, besides, Mr.'s family is not weak, Youzhou encourages women to do things, my wife can still go south and north with me, how can I starve to death if I have hands and feet, fields and land?"

Mr. Qiao blinked, shook his head and said distressedly: "Wouldn't it be better if everything remained the same, why do you need to do this?" Is it not a waste of money and labor.1

"Hehe, does Mr. Qiao know about the yellow scarf?"

"Of course you know."

"Where did the yellow turban come from?"

"This is Jingzhou and Jiangbei, and there is no such policy1

"Youzhou's policy is to seek peace for all generations, Liu Bei and Cao Cao are afraid that they will not be able to live two or three generations, and there will be a Yellow Turban Rebellion, we ordinary people still know that we must think about our future generations, earn land for them, earn power and reputation, not to mention an official government, and should consider the well-being of the people for all generations1

Fang Zhiwen paused, looked at Mr. Qiao, who was entangled, and said with a smile: "People say that those who work have their food, could it be that Mr. Qiao thinks that getting something for nothing is the king?" ”

Mr. Qiao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, people are inherently lazy and afraid of change, so although the truth is known, there are still a few people who are willing to give up laziness and have the courage to change.

"Sir, sir1

"Daddy's over there! Daddy"

When Mr. Qiao heard this, the entanglement on his face suddenly dissipated, and he stood up and beckoned: "Liang'er, Wan'er, come here." ”

Fang Zhiwen and Taishi Zhaorong also stood up, only to see two girls with a big and a small girl with a bun running over happily, followed by a woman and several male and female servants.

The two girls were like two cheerful birds, but when they saw a stranger beside their father, their faces turned a little red, and they hid behind their father shyly.

"Don't be rude, come to see Mr. Fang and his wife, this is a little girl, the big one is called Qiao Liang, and the small one is called Qiao Wan."

Fang Zhiwen was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard this name somewhere, the eldest of these two girls was eleven or twelve years old, and the younger was eight or nine years old, they looked very lively and cute, they were definitely two little beauties, Fang Zhiwen felt that these two children were probably on par with Cai Yan, Zhen Mi and A Ugly.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhiwen himself was a little surprised, could it be that this is the legendary Big and Little Qiao?! To be continued...