Zhao Ming did not come to Luoyang openly, but came hiding in Zhao Song's team.
Although Chen County is very close to Luoyang, he is now in charge of Yuzhou. If the officials and people know that the chief official has left Chen County, they may cause trouble.
Moreover, the border with Yanzhou is not very stable.
So Zhao Ming took advantage of his holiday to spread the word that he would think behind closed doors and not see anyone recently, so he followed his father to Luoyang.
He was so busy, so tired, so troubled, but when Zhao Hanzhang came back, he told Fu Tinghan about raising pigs and sheep, but he was not in a hurry to see him.
He is so angry!
When he saw that she was dressed in cloth and was even more dusty than him who had come all the way from afar, he became even more angry and said, "Why don't you quickly change your clothes and come to see me? It's really hurtful to your eyes to behave like this."
Zhao Hanzhang laughed and said: "Uncle, don't mind. I am coming back from the fields. Don't you have to go to the fields every spring during plowing?"
Having said that, Zhao Hanzhang still took Fu Tinghan down to change clothes.
Fu Tinghan only had time to raise his hand and give a half salute, and was dragged away by Zhao Hanzhang without even bending down.
Only then did Zhao Ming exhale and feel refreshed. He turned to Ji Yuan and said, "Ting Han is the most suitable candidate for her marriage."
Ji Yuan smiled and stroked his beard and said: "Of course, they are a match made in heaven. I'm afraid there will be no other husband in the world who is so tolerant of a girl and dares to submit to her."
Therefore, it is impossible for Zhao Hanzhang to obtain the support of those aristocratic families through marriage, and Ji Yuan does not agree with it, as the variables are too great.
If someone else were to replace them, the team might fall apart. If they fight for power and gain too much, they would forget their original intention.
Ming Yu had been listening silently. Hearing this, he raised his head and said, "The matter of marriage may not necessarily require you to do it yourself."
He glanced at Zhao Ming and Ji Yuan, and said pointedly: "Someone like Governor Zhao is also very suitable."
Zhao Ming's hand holding the wine glass trembled.
Ming Yu said: "Everyone in the world knows that the emperor and the Zhao family are inseparable, so the children of the Zhao family can use it to marry into each other to strengthen ties with noble families and nobles from all over the world and gain their support."
Ji Yuan frowned, not agreeing with it in his heart. If the Zhao family's children were too closely involved with local powerful people, the Zhao family would become her biggest obstacle when Zhao Hanzhang sat in that position in the future.
Ming Yu glanced at him and realized that there was only one thing to worry about, it was better to focus on the immediate interests.
But Zhao Ming did not agree. When he was in Chen County, he became aware of Zhao Hanzhang's ambition and became defensive.
Once she really did it, the Zhao family would be so powerful that it would definitely become an obstacle to her. Either she would die or the Zhao family would die. This was a prediction that he could never accept, so he directly rejected Ming Yu's proposal.
"I am at peace with myself and have no plans to remarry."
His eyes fell on Ming Yu and he said politely, "Mr. Ming and Mr. Ji are more suitable."
The two of them immediately started to blame each other.
They are all ambitious staff members who work hard every day on their plans, wishing they could squeeze out their sleeping time so that they would not have time to get married and have children.
In this troubled world, if you are not sure that your environment is safe, marrying a wife and having children will only add to the pain of life, separation, and death in the future.
How can we have a family when the world is not at peace?
All three fell silent.
Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan quickly changed into light clothes. After a busy day, they were so hungry that their chests were touching their backs.
But Zhao Ming and the others had already had dinner, so she simply invited them to have a barbecue in the backyard.
"Quickly, let the kitchen send a basket of steamed buns to fill your stomach."
Ting He agreed and ran to the kitchen with Fu An to get things. Soon they brought steamed buns and cut and marinated meat.
Fu An squatted down to light the fire, put on the stone slabs commonly used for barbecues, then stepped aside, took out a large ball of mud from a basket and put it into the stove.
Zhao Ming frowned, moved his eyes away in pain, and asked: "What is this?"
Fu An explained: "This is a new way to eat beggar's chicken that the girl and the husband thought of."
Some time ago, Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan often went to the fields. The autumn air was crisp and the pheasants were plump, but it was still a bit cold at night.
Looking at the fire, Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help but turn the pheasant into a beggar's chicken.
However, although pheasants in autumn and winter are fat, their taste is still not as good as that of domestic chickens.
The domestic chicken is fat and tender. Stuff some ginger and mushrooms into the belly, then marinate it carefully with seasonings, wrap it in lotus leaves, wrap it in mud, and throw it into the fire...
When the beggar's chicken is ready, pound the mud and peel it off, and you will find a fragrant and delicate chicken. With a gentle pull, the chicken legs can be pulled out. Fu An feels that he can eat one by himself.
It was a pity that there were not many chickens at home. After the girl caught two, the cook in the backyard paid close attention to the chickens and said that he would keep some until the end of the year to entertain officials and generals.
Today, Mr. Ming came, and the kitchen killed one and marinated it in advance for Zhao Hanzhang to use.
Zhao Hanzhang and Zhao Ming promised: "Don't think it doesn't look good, but it is delicious."
Zhao Ming snorted softly and said: "You said the steamed buns mixed with wheat bran are delicious."
Seeing her chewing the gray steamed bun in her hand with relish, Zhao Ming felt a little distressed, but he didn't spare her, "There is obviously an easier way, but you have to force yourself to do this."
He glanced at Fu Tinghan, who was munching on gray steamed buns like her, and said: "It will also bring hardships to the people around me."
Zhao Hanzhang turned to look at Fu Tinghan, raised his head and asked Zhao Ming, "Why did Uncle Ming say this?"
Zhao Ming said: "Did I mention to you that a few months ago, the Fan family came to surrender. As long as you raised your hand slightly, they would give you a lot of money."
Zhao Hanzhang sighed: "Didn't I ask them to take the talent recruitment exam? As for buying land, even the seventh uncle is no exception, so how can we not exercise restraint on the Fan family?"
Zhao Ming said: "In troubled times, these small details can be ignored for the time being."
Zhao Hanzhang said: "Are you asking me to settle accounts with the Queen of Autumn?"
She said: "I don't mind being scolded, but I'm afraid that my abilities are limited. Once I open my mouth, I won't be able to stop myself in the future."
Zhao Ming raised his eyebrows and simply followed the topic and asked: "Why do you want to amend the tax law? Don't you know that once it is changed, it will be suspected of changing it overnight, and your prestige will be ruined?"
"This is my fault, but I cannot continue knowing that it is wrong," Zhao Hanzhang said: "If it is not revised and restrained, the small and medium-sized gentry and gentry in Yuzhou and Luoyang will not be able to bear the tax flight, and may even feel guilty.
Opposite meaning.”
Zhao Ming pondered for a moment and asked: "Then why not restore the old system? Hanzhang, what kind of tax system do you want?"
He said: "Tax exemption has always been the king's reward for meritorious ministers, and it is also the honor of meritorious ministers. Your grandfather inherited the title of his ancestors, and the fiefs and tax exemption rights he received are all residual. Therefore, he is loyal to the Jin Dynasty.
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Zhao Ming paused and then said: "If you want... tax exemption is inevitable."