Before dark, Liu Che and his party arrived at a small mountain village called Yuemating in Xinfeng County.?
Coincidentally, this county was also one of the ten food counties granted to Liu Che.
Liu Che, who came to his own territory, seemed very excited.
Although it is said that those ten counties actually have nothing to do with Liu Che other than sending money to Liu Che on time.
Liu Che didn't even appoint any officials.
But this does not prevent him from treating Xinfeng as his own territory.
When Liu Che and his party went to the village to seek accommodation in the name of Zhihou's nephew, the pavilion chief and Li Zheng rushed over and enthusiastically arranged for Liu Che and his party to live in the inn in the pavilion.
The Han Dynasty built basic administrative units based on ten miles.
In this era where officials cannot be punished and courtesies cannot be treated as common people, and are taken for granted, it is impossible for the officials and nobles to squeeze into the same place with mud-legged people and live in thatched huts with their buttocks!
Therefore, each pavilion has a standard post station used to receive and serve passing nobles and officials.
Nobles and officials can eat, drink and stay for free in these inns. When they are done, they can just pat their butts and leave.
Under normal circumstances, these accommodation and food expenses will be included in miscellaneous taxes by local officials, and the common people will pay the bill.
This phenomenon of eating and drinking with public funds finally caused an earthquake the year before last.
The emperor was furious, the prime minister was furious, and finally issued an edict prohibiting similar things. Officials and nobles must pay for all accommodation expenses at their own expense.
However, Liu Che knew it well.
If eating and drinking with public funds could be banned by issuing a red-headed document, then the Chinese government would have eliminated the three public consumptions long ago.
There will never be a shortage of people in this world who flatter themselves and commit crimes against others.
The imperial edict issued by the emperor the year before last year only caused the officials to stop for a month or two and calm down a little. Other than that, they continued to sing and dance.
Anyway, in his previous life, Liu Che was in the Hejian Kingdom. It was not uncommon for officials to stay in local pavilions, eat, drink, go whoring and gamble.
Of course, it doesn't matter if it has no effect.
At the very least, when someone falls, eating and drinking with public funds may be one of his crimes.
Liu Che, who knew all these things well, would never go to the pavilion of Yue Ma Pavilion again.
He looked at the director of the pavilion who was full of enthusiasm and his eyes were shining, and he was about to come forward to get close to him. He didn't know where, but if he really went, as the nephew of Zhihou Zi who he currently pretended to be, he would at least have a lot of money.
, is inevitable!
Liu Che looked around at this small mountain village.
In the village, there are only bamboo and wooden houses, and there are very few brick houses.
In the village, children curiously poked their heads around to observe the children in his group. Most of their faces were yellow, and it was obvious that they were not well nourished.
How could he be willing to suck blood from these people?
Therefore, Liu Che smiled and waved to the chief of the pavilion who came to welcome them to stay in the pavilion and said: "Master, there is no need to be polite. We traveled to Guanzhong and came here to collect poems. Therefore, I would like to thank the chief of the pavilion for his kindness."
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The director of the pavilion was a dark, middle-aged man, about thirty years old, with a thick waist and round arms, and a full face of beard.
Hearing this, he was not too surprised.
In this Guanzhong area, the most common people are the nephews and nephews of the Duke Xungui family who wander around all day long after they are full and have nothing to do.
Of course, many of these guys with golden backgrounds are playboys who only know how to eat, drink, and gamble.
However, there are also a large number of nephews and nephews of princes and nobles, full of petty bourgeoisie ideas in their heads, just like the two nephews of Zhihou in front of him, wandering around under the banner of collecting poems, and the pavilion chief has seen many of them.
So it's not surprising.
Just think that these big shots are just idle annoyances.
"It's just a pity that the reward..." The pavilion chief sighed inwardly.
According to past experience, when aristocratic children stay in a place, as long as they are served comfortably, flattered, and a little reward is leaked under their fingernails, it will be enough for him, the pavilion chief, to live a comfortable life for more than half a year.
If you are lucky and get appreciation, whether it is a recommendation or being brought back to Chang'an as a retainer, it will be a good thing that a pavilion chief like him can only dream of!
As for the money spent on entertainment?
It’s not yours anyway, so who would feel bad?
Thinking like this, the pavilion chief felt that he could still fight for it...
So he cupped his hands and said: "Young master, I don't know something. Yue Mating is a remote and primitive place. I'm afraid I'm neglecting you. Why don't you follow me to the official residence in the pavilion, drink wine and cook meat, listen to music and admire the moon? Wouldn't it be nice for you?"
What?"
After Liu Che heard this, he laughed immediately and said: "I don't think the pavilion chief is still an elegant man!"
When the pavilion chief heard this, he quickly laughed and said: "I don't dare, I don't dare, I'm just a rough guy, I was just infected by the gentleness of the young master..."
"Sir, do you want to go to the pavilion now?" the pavilion chief asked, "I would like to order the pavilion to prepare wine and food..."
After hearing this, Liu Che waved his hands firmly and said, "There is no need to go to the pavilion. My disciple and I are here to collect poems this time!"
Liu Che looked at the pavilion chief and continued, "The so-called collecting of poems is the way of a saint. Only by going deep into the people and getting along with the people can you gain something... Could you please help us find two or three loyal and honest families?"
I stayed with him for the night, and it happened that my younger brother and I were also about to talk to the people and learned about the sufferings of the people. After we return, we can write an article and present it to the elders of the family in front of the case!"
After Liu Che waved his hand, Wang Dao, who was following him, immediately understood and handed a small piece of gold horn to the chief of the pavilion, saying: "It's just a small gift, please don't refuse, chief of the pavilion!"
The chief of the pavilion took the little golden horn, and his face suddenly blossomed with joy.
Although the golden horn is not big, it is still gold!
So, he simply didn't care whether Liu Che would stay in the pavilion or not, and said with enthusiasm: "No, I will take the nobles to the common people's homes right now!"
Not long after, under the leadership of the pavilion chief, Liu Che and his party moved into the home of a wealthy family in this small mountain village.
This is also the "common people's home" where the aristocratic children usually live when they collect poems - if they really live in a poor farmer's home, the first problem that is difficult to solve is the problem of beds. Which of the common people has extra money?
The bed? As for the issue of cleanliness, hygiene and comfort, there is no need to even think about it.
What's more, for most nobles, people like the landowners and gentry are the people.
As for the mud-legged ones?
Qianshou is their name!
Even Liu Che actually didn't want to live in a dilapidated common people's home.
This is not discrimination, but that after enjoying happiness for a long time, it becomes difficult to endure hardship.
Therefore, he had no objection to the pavilion chief taking him to a family that was obviously a local landowner.
"This is the Li Zheng family of this village..." After the pavilion chief knocked on the door, he introduced to Liu Che: "Zhang Lizheng is a well-known good man in Yue Ma Ting. Although his family is rich and has dozens of hectares of fertile land, he often helps the pavilion.
He has been poor for a long time, but he is a rare good man!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Che took a detailed look at the courtyard house of this family.
The house is quite big, at least at the level of a luxury home in rural areas.
After a brief estimate, there are at least a dozen houses, and there are cattle pens and stables in the yard, with two cows, a horse and two mules.
Such families, even in Guanzhong, belong to the middle class or above, and are the real gentry class in this country.
In addition, Liu Che also noticed that there were slaves in this house.
This is amazing!
According to Han law, the head tax for slaves was directly increased five times, and each person had to pay an oral tax of 600 yuan a year.
Just what Liu Che saw with his eyes, there were at least four or five servants in this house. If you calculate it this way...
The additional oral payment burden is thousands of dollars a year.
Is this a good person?
Then Zhou Papi in the textbooks of future generations can be regarded as a moral model!
The reason is very simple. In today's world, the price of a maid is about 20,000 yuan, a young slave is probably worth 15,000 yuan, and a male servant in his prime is worth 40,000 yuan.
In other words, the value of these slaves alone should be more than 100,000 yuan!
So the question is, how on earth did the pavilion chief manage to make such a huge fortune from his dozens of hectares of land by farming?
At least, Liu Che himself felt that he might not be able to accumulate such a large family fortune in a hundred years just by managing the land on his own!
Therefore, Liu Che could guess what Zhang Lizheng meant by "frequently helping poor people."
There is no such thing as loan sharking... (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!
ps: The plot has reached a critical point. I have been thinking recently about how to make the protagonist become the emperor as soon as possible. My hair has fallen out a lot~~~~~
