As the saying goes, mountain dogs live halfway up the mountain, and it is absolutely true.

Backing the cave, there is a small flat on the mountainside with almost no soil. More than 50 families have earthen wooden houses with thatched roofs, forming a small village, standing in the vast mountains.

When disaster strikes, the cave is their retreat.

There are no chickens or ducks, because they cannot afford to raise them, and because the beastmen are very skilled, half of them can actually be hunters and don't have to keep them at home.

Occasionally, a few dogs can be seen. The half-starved and half-fed state makes these mountain dogs, which do not look too big, have the ability to hunt on their own. It is not surprising to occasionally bring a bloody pheasant or hare to the house.

Why not just become hunters?

Although most of the time, the hunter's income is good, but there will inevitably be times when the harvest is not worth the consumption. It is unstable!

Although digging for food in the soil is difficult, it is better than being stable.

On the flat surface in a corner of the stockade, the Yi guards set up camp, with tents (tents) set up in a plum blossom shape, with one of Fan Zheng's tents left to guard in the middle.

Curtains, poles, beams, nails, prongs, hammers, pots, horse bowls, salt bags, and medicine bags are all necessary supplies for marching.

There are many books mentioning vinegar cloth as a substitute for salt, which should be the case, but it will not be the mainstream. It may be a helpless move at the beginning of the founding of the country.

The "Taibai Yin Jing" clearly indicates the quantity of salt bags and human and horse salt, which is the official standard.

Yiwei will not eat food given by others, but will only cook it himself.

One group, one pot, this is also the origin of the basic military unit "group", and also the origin of the military saying "eating in one pot".

Team Zheng, with several Yi guards, followed Fan Zheng step by step, allowing Fan Zheng to follow Pan Gengxiang into the empty room.

If you dare to lead Yiwei into this village, you will certainly be sure to destroy the entire village in one fell swoop, and you are not afraid of what they might think.

The Fu soldiers were very good, but the Yiwei of the Zhenguan period were even more powerful.

Because the strong ones among the soldiers of the mansion need to be on duty in rotation, most of them go to the various Wei Yi mansions.

Then, he changed his identity and became Yiwei.

In other periods, there is a saying that strong branches and weak trunks are said. In Zhenguan, strong branches and weak trunks are stronger.

Two simple wooden beds of different sizes, a pottery jar with a small amount of wheat bran, and almost all of Pan Gengxiang's belongings.

Pan Ying'er made a bowl of bran wheat, pinched some wild vegetables, got some oil and salt from somewhere, put them all into a pot hanging on the fire pit, added water and slowly boiled them.

Soup, that's it. If you want it to be delicious, it must have enough things to change the taste, especially the meat.

Li Yifu pouted, a meal without Sichuan pepper is soulless! Melon skin!

Before being recommended by Li Daliang, he lived in Yongtai County, Zizhou, Jiannan Road. Eating hemp was a habit that penetrated deep into his bones.

Later, Yongtai County was merged into Yanting County and came under the jurisdiction of Mianyang. The spicy taste is so spicy that you often need to see an anorectal doctor.

There were no chairs in the room, just a few dry wooden pillars. Fan Zheng sat down naturally. Li Yifu hesitated slightly and also sat next to Fan Zheng.

He didn't understand why the wise brother had to come to this mountain house, it was so smoky.

Turning on the fire pond, the wrinkles on Pan Gengxiang's face were illuminated more clearly by the fire.

"It is said that the Xun people want to evade taxes, but who knows how miserable the Xun people are! Originally, they lived in the mountains, and their output was not as good as in the valleys. They also had to pay for two stones of millet per ding, two feet of silk, and six feet of ordinary silk. How could you afford it?

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Pan Gengxiang spoke nonchalantly.

Li Yifu's expression changed and he wanted to speak, but he held it back.

"If they can't pay, the yamen will beat and scold them, and of course they will make a scene. Then, the government will simply separate the oxen people. They will not be counted as household registration, and the yamen people will not be allowed to buy or sell in the market."

"We can endure without iron, but how can we survive without salt? Killing a tufted deer in exchange for a bushel of salt is hard!"

In the Tianbao Year and before, the Salt Law of the Tang Dynasty was not implemented, and the price of salt was ten cents per dou, which was a very stable price.

Of course, we are talking about coarse salt, refined salt, frost salt, and peach blossom salt, all of which are priced separately.

During the reign of Emperor Suzong of the Tang Dynasty, salt was collected and sold to the officials. The price of each dou of salt was increased by 100 cents, which became 110 cents. This matter was recorded in the "New Book of Tang".

Ten cents was exchanged for a hooded deer. Even though the deer was dead and small in size, it had obviously been chewed hard by the merchants.

Li Yifu couldn't help but get angry: "Since the Wude Year, it has been a regular practice in our dynasty to pay rent to mediocre people, and the Yili people have lost half of it. Bizhou dares not to reduce it by half?"

The halving is of course not due to preferential treatment or the like, but because the barbarians live in a place where productivity cannot keep up.

Don't think too much, Bizhou's accounts will definitely be reduced by half.

As for the overcharged money, there is no need to ask where it went. Even an inexperienced person like Lu Yisheng can guess the result.

Fan Zheng just smiled bitterly.

The imperial edict reduces the amount but the local area does not. This is not a problem of one or two people, it is a common problem.

If the imperial court really enforces the ban, then there won't be so much trouble.

This is the result of the relatively clean and honest officials of the Tang Dynasty not long after the founding of the country.

When people's hearts turn dark, even Lao Zhu's peeling grass won't have much effect.

"Isn't this the main reason for the mountain goats' rebellion?"

Fan Zheng asked the key.

Although it hurts to cut flesh with a dull knife, it is not life-threatening.

Li Yifu's evaluation of Fan Zheng was a little higher.

Although Fan Zheng had not been in the Yushitai Procuratorate for a long time, he did not have a clear understanding of various duties and powers, but when he saw the problem, he went straight to the core.

Li Yifu also thinks so. Since the harsh treatment in front of them has not yet reacted, it means that it is still above the bottom line of what they can bear. Of course, there is another reason for suddenly raising the flag.

"At the beginning of this year, there was a new official in Bizhou, who is he..." Pan Gengxiang scratched his head.

"The envoy is the governor of the state, the highest official in Bizhou." Li Yifu couldn't help but explain.

Pan Gengxiang nodded: "The enemy is the Shijun. We have made appointments with several village elders from more than a dozen villages around Nuoshui County to intercede with the Shijun. The talks were good, but in the end, the Shijun set up a banquet of dog meat.

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Fan Zheng and Li Yifu both slapped their foreheads.

The mountain bull inherited his ancestor as Panhu, and Panhu was originally a dog that could talk and marry a princess. Therefore, the mountain bull was not so overbearing that he forbade people to eat dog meat, but he did not know how to eat it himself.

This is not a ban, but respect for ancestors.

I don’t know if the governor was tricked or not.

But if you come to a place where there are a lot of people as an official, you don’t know what you should be afraid of, and you deserve to be cheated to death!

Inviting a mountain goat to eat dog meat is comparable to humiliating a wife in person. As long as the mountain goat is bloody, he will revolt!

Li Yifu turned to look at Fan Zheng, his eyes blazing with blazing light.

Credit!

This is a great achievement!

Take it!

"It's my fault!" Li Yifu was so anxious that his Zizhou accent came out.

The whole thing is not as simple as Pan Gengxiang said!

Even if there is, it must be absent in front of the supervisory censor!

Do you really think that the supervisory censor is a harmless kitten?

Haha, this is a big insect that wants to eat people!

Especially, if you want to feed the officials!

Fan Zheng couldn't agree more.

Li Yifu, who has not yet gone astray, is an ambitious young man, thinking about how to dip steamed cakes in the blood of corrupt officials.

Li Yifu, who has lost his moral integrity, can use anyone's blood to dip his steamed cakes into the food.
Chapter completed!