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At the market in Luochuan County, Fan Zheng picked up a pomegranate that was slightly smaller than a baby's fist and felt a little strange.

It's not the harvest season yet, how did these things survive from last year to now?

The effect of the refrigerator is not that good, right?

The farmer squatting on the stall grinned: "There is a cave dwelling! If you put it in a cave dwelling, it will be fine for half a year."

Fan Zheng then remembered that in later generations, this area was regarded as the boundary of northern Shaanxi, and cave dwellings were a local feature.

The plum fruit is bright red and attractive, but it tastes sweet and a little sour, with a vague taste of apple.

Nai, also known as Ringo, Shaguo, Huahong.

It is worth mentioning that the term "ringo" refers specifically to apples at this time, a species introduced from the Western Regions, and people who do not understand it are easily confused.

Ringo originally means a delicious fruit that birds love to eat, but its meaning has changed several times in history.

It’s not that the Ringo introduced from the Western Regions is not good, but the plant adaptability of Ringo is indeed not that good.

This fruit tree, which is not very tasty, is widely planted in places from Hebei to Kunzhou because it has extremely low soil and water requirements.

Lu Yisheng grabbed a pome fruit and chewed it with grinning teeth, but he was reluctant to spit out the skin as well as the core.

He is young, has a long body, has a great appetite, and can put his mouth full of anything.

Sun Jiu slowly took a small bite, and his old face wrinkled up: "Oh! The taste is still so astringent!"

People were coming and going in the market, and people would bump into each other from time to time. Those with good tempers would disperse and those with bad tempers would throw their fists at each other.

There were two young men in front of him, spitting sweet things, and then wrapped themselves up, using fists, feet, and elbows alternately, and then hugged each other and wrestled.

It would be pointless if the outcome were decided, but the two people's skills, physical abilities, and body shapes were similar, attracting countless people to watch, and even the city magistrate smiled and did not stop them.

It's not that I'm unkind, it's just that watching theater is human instinct. In this era of lack of entertainment, this kind of thing can be regarded as a great pleasure.

Fan Zheng was also a man of fun. He stopped at a corner and watched with relish.

Because he was not wearing official uniform, Fan Zheng punched him unscrupulously: "Throw him down! Lift up his belt! Grab his right leg in the middle! If you enter, you can eat sea cucumbers!"

The words are getting weirder and weirder!

Liu Shu and Hua Ming separated the left and right, and separated the idlers;

Lu Yisheng stood behind Fan Zheng, trying to prevent others from crowding Fan Zheng;

Sun Jiu was in front of Fan Zheng, struggling to pull out a line for Fan Zheng to look directly at.

"Don't squeeze!" Sun Jiu roared with all his strength, his face suddenly changed, and then he shouted loudly to let people get out of the way.

Hey, it was really lively, but unfortunately the two were so similar in strength that they couldn't decide the winner even during a cup of tea. Looking at the crowded market, the city magistrate had no choice but to tell them to get out, and asked them to fight outside.

The fun people in the market lamented that they could no longer watch the free show.

Fan Zheng and his entourage returned to the post house and entered the room. Sun Jiu cautiously looked around at the door, closed the door, inserted the bolt, and took out a finger-sized note from his sleeve.

Don't laugh at Fan Zheng who used a quill pen to write before. At many specific moments, the quill pen is easier to use than the brush and can write smaller words.

There are only two meaningless words on the note, Huyi.

Liu Shu and Hua Ming silently stretched out their fingers and pointed to the last word.

Yi, Yi Cang.

The other party obviously knew their purpose and provided them with clues.

Sun Jiu lit the candle, and Fan Zheng handed the note to him to burn, and began to think: "There is no one with the surname Hu in Yanzhou, and there is no one with a household name in his name, so Si Hu can only join the army. The problem is, Shangzhou

There are two people who have joined the army of Si Hu and joined the army of Judiciary. Do I know who this is?"

Liu Shu whispered: "Sihu joined the army to entertain the spring, and Nian Ya was within the scope of his duties, but the officials in the state government did not cooperate with the demolition of Nian Ya, and even refused to do anything. Shangguan, you will pursue this matter, you are unlucky.

It must be him."

Entertainment Spring...

Fan Zheng suddenly pointed at Liu Shu and Hua Ming, feeling extremely happy.

Hua Ming complimented him in time: "Why is Shangguan laughing?"

Fan Zheng suppressed his smile: "Because your names are just right for a poem. There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright willows."

Even the steady Sun Jiu couldn't help laughing. The names of the three of them were embedded in the last sentence, which was very artistic.

Although not everyone can understand the artistic conception, even ordinary people can feel its charm.

It’s not just the accumulation of uncommon words, it’s the beautiful words that have artistic conception.

…

The streets leading to the Yanzhou Governor's Mansion were extremely deserted, and it seemed that even mice were unwilling to run there.

Fan Zheng wore a Xie Zhi crown, blue official uniform, and hemp shoes. The five of them walked leisurely on the street, swaying every step, slightly eye-catching.

On a street where two carriages can run parallel, thirteen rangers, carrying two horizontal knives and more than a dozen short sticks, holding dog tail grass stalks in their mouths, stuck them on the street to seal the road.

"My lord, please go back, this road is blocked." The leader of the rangers chuckled.

What about the official?

In this three-thirds of an acre of land in Luojiao, I am surrounded by a dragon and a tiger is lying on my back!

Fan Zheng raised his fish talisman and shouted: "Kill!"

The string moves, and the soldiers and arrows come out!

Ten arrows shot down ten rangers in an instant, and eleven Yiwei dressed as ordinary people pulled off their round-necked robes, revealing their shining infantry armor.

In this weather, they have to wear armor weighing forty pounds, which is really difficult for them.

The remaining three rangers dropped their swords and short sticks to the ground, and knelt down skillfully: "Master Bing, spare your life, we were just joking!"

Unfortunately, Yiwei only obeyed Fan Zheng's orders and killed them all.

The only remaining knight-errant raised his sword in despair and fought head-on. The sword was shaken to the point where it fell away.

The Rangers boasted that they were comparable to the soldiers of the government, but only now did they realize that the gap between them and the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty was as big as the natural chasm.

The final battle was settled with a single blow, or it could be said to be a one-sided massacre. Captain Yiwei led the crowd to greet Fan Zheng, and brought with him a master talisman of the province's talisman treasure, Liuwaiguan.

"I have been ordered by your majesty and my subordinates to bring a copper fish talisman to the supervisory censor."

Fan Zheng looked at the main talisman of the talisman for a long time and found that there was no movement from the other party. He understood.

The copper fish talisman is the first of the fish talismans. It can mobilize troops and horses. There are other considerations such as quantity and authority.

The emperor sent the talisman master to hold the copper fish talisman to support Fan Zheng and prevent him from being weak.

However, the copper fish talisman will not be handed over directly to Fan Zheng, but the talisman will be held by the main talisman on his behalf. If Fan Zheng's instructions are out of line, I'm sorry, but I won't be able to follow them.

Fan Zheng just wanted to ask, where is the most basic trust between people?

In the Luojiao County Yamen, Judicial History ran out of breath and ran into the Yamen. He saw the county magistrate drinking tea with his eyes closed in the second hall, and loudly reported: "Mingfu, it's not good! The supervisory censor and the others were killed in Dudufu Street.

Thirteen people!”

The county magistrate had a cup of tea and looked unkind: "You have been very busy recently! Warden, take him to clean the county jail. If there is a louse, don't let him out!"

Hum hum, can Xiao Fu Guo afford to get involved in this kind of thing?

I wish all my book friends in the Year of the Rabbit: May your future be as high as yours, wealth will be with you all the way, and luck will be with you all the way!
Chapter completed!