That night, Liu An was drunk.

The next day, even Liu An had to start fasting, after all, he had to give him face.

Fasting, several monks from Jingzhao Temple were very worried that Liu An, the Anping Hou, could not bear it. For seven days, there was only clear water and dry cakes every day, and they didn’t care about their fullness.

Therefore, several monks specially arranged an independent courtyard for Liu An.

If you have a small stomp or something, you won’t be seen.

The next day after the fasting, Lu Guixiang came.

"How is it?" Lu Guixiang sat next to Liu An, picked up Liu An's teapot and poured himself a cup of tea: "Well, the tea is good, it seems that this can be drunk even if it is ground into tea powder."

Liu An reached out and pulled out a box from under the kang table and handed it over.

Lu Guixiang opened it and looked at it and pushed it back: "I can't starve to death by eating less at my age. This should be the imperial concubine's pastry shop in the Deng family's pastry shop in Jingzhao Prefecture. According to legend, the Deng family worked as a chef for Lady Guo's mansion back then."

Liu An said, "This is given to me by Master Baiyi."

"Hey, this old monk is intent."

Before Liu An could answer, Lu Guixiang said directly: "Will the negotiation be done that day?"

"The negotiations were made, but this matter was not easy to deal with. We had to build grassland divisions in the north and Tufan divisions in the south. There was a Jingtie Mountain dozens of miles east of Yumen, with countless iron ore above and above. Xizhou and Qingfan contributed money, people and efforts. We worked for craftsmen, I took 40% of them, and they divided them into 60%."

"Then what?"

"I want to immigrate to 1,000 households and then station at least 5,000 troops. Is it OK?"

Lu Guixiang gently patted his thigh: "Okay, why can't it be? You don't care about this anymore. Let's help you. Not to mention a thousand households, as long as you guard Hexi, the business road will be prosperous, and the iron house will be built with 10,000 taels of gold. There will be people going to stay here to guard the wasteland. It is better to make a fortune than to stay here and make a fortune."

Liu An was still not very relieved: "Where is the court?"

"What do those goods that only know that they are full and not hungry? They are tired of farming ten acres of a household with ten acres of water and can't stand up straight. But if there are cattle and horses, even if there are low-quality horses that are slaughtered as meat by people in Xizhou, a horse with a good plow and a water wheel can hold on to a household with fifty acres of water."

"You said, there are only so many fields. I am an official, where can I find land to share with those who have no fields?"

"Walking, as long as the iron ore is opened, the iron house will have a fire, and there will be no problem with 5,000 households. Just so, 5,000 troops will be stationed and 5,000 followers will be accompanied. Ordinary people will not allow them to go."

Lu Guixiang is full of confidence in immigrating.

If you are poor, you will change.

The Guanzhong Plain in Jingzhao is a land of fish and rice, but to the north and west, it is much worse than that in Jingzhao.

Not to mention Yongxing Jun Road and Jingjing Road, there are a large number of fields that are deserted because there is no water in the areas under their jurisdiction. It is also possible to dig wells with limits. They are both hard and poor.

While Lu Guixiang and Liu An were chatting, they were hundreds of miles away.

This place is called Yilu County, Laodian Town, and Shibaligou. The place in later generations belongs to Changwu, which was the place where Prince Fusu and General Meng Tian stationed troops back then.

At this time, it belongs to Zhongxinping County of Yongxing Army, but at the junction of Yongxing Army Road, Qinfeng Road and Jingjing Road.

poverty.

How poor are they?

The family guarded three acres of thin fields and waited for the day to have dinner.

The rain is better, the harvest is better. The rain is worse, the harvest is worse. But no matter whether the harvest is good or bad, wild vegetables must not be missing.

A man, seven feet and five inches tall, stood there like a moving iron tower, dark skin, the flesh on his arm was clearly angular, and his eyes were powerful without anger.

White four dogs.

This is his name before leaving home.

poverty.

It was because of his poverty that he left home, and was then treated as a refugee and was incorporated into the Jingzhaoxiang Army. Later, he was taken into the Jing camp of Bianliang because he could fight, and then joined the Sanya Infan Army Office and became an imperial guard commander.

He started learning to write a year ago because he was one of the imperial guards who was ordered to go south with the boat to find pepper.

In Guangzhou City, he cut off the Dashi merchant who led private soldiers to evade taxes and resist.

Chameng.

He went north to cut off a general in Qu Yuebi Jingcheng's head, went west to cut off aristocrats from the rebels in Yichengzhai, and went south to wipe out the bandits and thieves who were dissatisfied with the kingdom of Chameng.

With wounds, he boarded a ship to Bianliang to transport hemp materials two months ago, as the first group of soldiers to return to his hometown to visit relatives.

Two months have passed, and the injury has healed, and the people on the boat have also been slightly fat.

Finally, he stood there again on the hill of tears when he returned to the hill.

It's been seven years since the teenager was already adult.

"Who?" Several village ministers patrolling the mountain surrounded him with wooden spears, but they did not aim the spear at him. After all, this man was carrying a woman and two girls, and he was carrying more than a dozen bags from all over the world.

The man looked around and suddenly his arm shook and a long steel square-mouthed knife lit up.

Just this knife.

Those who know the goods will definitely say that if you put it in Jingzhao, you can’t buy the five-square-meter money.

The village head patrolling the mountain became nervous when he saw the knife.

"Hahaha! Three Dogs, Donkey Eggs, Dog Leftovers, Hahaha!" The man laughed wildly, and tears came out as he smiled: "I, I am Four Dogs." A man like an iron tower cried like a child.

After seven years, the fourth son of the Bai family left home for seven years without any news.

No one knows whether it is dead or alive.

Bai Family.

The old man Bai was forty-nine, looking like a seventy-year-old man, sitting outside the house with a hunched over, and Bai's mother was forty-five, sick in the bed, and unable to get out of the bed.

The boss of the Bai family followed the county magistrate to fight against the Espanyol bandits.

The second wife ran away because her family was poor. The second son of the Bai family followed the caravan to Lingzhou and could earn some money back.

The third brother fell below and guarded the three acres of thin fields at home, and the wife was as thin as a firewood.

"Dad is here, and my son is unfilial, so I kowtow to my dad."

The old man Bai was stunned on the spot. He looked like his own children, but this was not the case. Our children could not tell the taste of scholars in this county.

"Dad, I studied outside and got married and took concubines. I had to not want to return home, but I had no choice but to be as good as a mountain. Now I can only return to my hometown to visit my relatives with the grace of the commander." A rough man turned into a scholar in Chameng, and only Liu An could do this.

Forced study, no matter how to study, no matter how to leave tasks, no matter how to go to the battlefield.

"I have a great reputation and I have made military achievements. The commander named Bai Haifeng, and named him the place where I made great contributions, Haiyun Peak."

Bai Haifeng talked about his childhood, and then the old man Bai believed that the strong man this time was his own son, his own son.

That night, Bai Haifeng took his wife and the wife from Silla kowtowed from house to house in the village and gave gifts. He thanked them for taking care of their parents during the days when they left home.

The two Japanese concubines, Silla, had learned the Han rituals and refused to follow.

This kowtow is hard work, but it represents status.

A concubine is not qualified to kowtow with the head of the family, nor is it qualified to kowtow outside the ancestral hall, let alone a Japanese concubine.
Chapter completed!