Datang romantic little landlord

Naturally, Li Er didn't want Hou Junji and Li Wangyou to have too much trouble. Hou Junji had always been trusted by Li Er and was his confidant general, and Li Wangyou's status in his heart was not to mention.

For Li Er, the two belonged to the relationship of the palm of the hand and the back of the hand. If there was too much trouble, it would not look good to him.

Li Er still thought that Hou Junji and Li Wangyou were against each other because of the reason why Bu Qu lost the bet that day.

When Li Wangyou heard Li Er's words, he immediately thought about whether he should give Hou Junji eye drops.

Li Er's trust in Hou Junji was unquestionable, and even two years later, Li Jing, the military god of the Tang Dynasty, was forced to abdicate the position of Minister of War to Hou Junji.

Li Wangyou really didn't want to see Hou Junji becoming more and more powerful, this was not a good thing for him.

After making up his mind, Li Wangyou whispered to Li Er: "Uncle, I'm afraid you are wrong. Duke Lu's embarrassment for my nephew this time may not be for the gambling, but for profit."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"Uncle, you also know that the 20 road toilets earn no less than [-] yuan a year from selling excrement. My nephew has already told my aunt that they are going to use all of them to help orphans and widows and set up charity halls."

Li Er nodded and said approvingly: "That's right, the Avalokitesvara maidservant has already told me about this matter. Ziyou, you are so righteous, I am impressed! Salesian, old-age care, poverty alleviation, poverty relief, and leniency are all for the benefit of the country. The good deeds of the people, you boy, this time you didn’t mess around with those dudes. When your Wangyou Shantang is established, I will inform Duke Dai and hand over [-]% of the annual lottery proceeds to the Shantang. Use it together to protect the interest of the people!"

Li Wangyou hurriedly bowed and saluted: "My nephew thanked uncle on behalf of the people, but uncle and my nephew don't care about the 20 yuan in income, but this money is touching, and some people care."

Li Er couldn't help but glared at him: "You mean that Junji peeped at your profits from selling dung? How is this possible? He is a dignified Lord Lu, how can he do such a thing for a little money?"

"Hey, Uncle, it's not my nephew's nonsense. Uncle, do you know that Luo Hui, why did you know Lu Guogong? And why did you obey Lu Guogong's instigation and do such absurd things?"

"Why?"

"Horse dung."

"Horse manure? What does this mean?" Li Er was puzzled.

In a few words, Li Wangyou recounted the fact that the Tang army sold horse manure for public use.Li Er had also heard about this matter, but he didn't take it seriously.

"Ziyou, are you impeaching Junji for being greedy for money?"

Li Wangyou shook his head: "Uncle, my nephew just thinks that this is probably the case. Whether it is true or not, my uncle will know when I check. My nephew asked them during the process. Uncle Cheng and Uncle Yuchi sell horse manure every year in the army. , the income is about [-] to [-] guan, all of which are used by the army. Whether Lu Guogong’s right guard is like this, I don’t know.”

Li Wangyou's words of giving Hou Junji eye drops, Li Er naturally listened to his ears, walked back and forth in the hall with a cloudy expression, and stretched out his hand to call Mi Tuo.

"Let Bai Qisi search the mansion of Naluohui, and check if there are any account books."

"No!" Mi Tuo naturally took the order and left, while Li Wangyou smiled inwardly.

He naturally knew that this matter would not bring down Hou Junji, not to mention being greedy for some "dung money". How is he?

But it's good to plant a thorn in Li Er's heart.

Could it be said that in the fourth year of Zhenguan, when Hou Junji took over as Minister of the Ministry of War, he would be overturned because of this inconspicuous "horse dung"?

564 Guigeng this year

In Guangdefang near the west city of Chang'an, a group of Baiqisi subordinates who were as wolfish as tigers broke down the gate of Luofu and rushed in.

The family members, housekeepers, maidservants and servants in Luohui's mansion were all arrested by Baiqisi before they knew what happened. They were taken to prison and interrogated severely.

Luo Hui's family wealth accumulated through hard work picking manure was confiscated, and the mansion was also sealed.

However, Luo Hui's whereabouts are unknown and he has not been caught.All the prefectures and counties in the Tang Dynasty posted notices to apprehend Luohui, but this person seemed to have evaporated from the world and disappeared without a trace.

Li Wangyou secretly guessed that Luo Hui might have been murdered by Hou Junji, right?

For what happened to Luo Hui, Li Wangyou would not sympathize at all, and he didn't care whether the account books related to Hou Junji were seized in Luo Hui's mansion, that was not important at all.

What if it is found?

With Li Er's trust in Hou Junji, greedy for some dung money is nothing more than a reprimand and fine.Li Wangyou and Li Er's small report on Hou Junji was more to make Li Er have a "greedy" impression of Hou Junji, so as to lay the groundwork for the future.

Now that there is no hindrance from Hou Junji and Luohui, there is no trouble for farmers from Huxian County to pick up manure in Chang'an City. The daily steady stream of gold and rubbish is transported by dung trucks to counties and counties around Chang'an City in exchange for a large amount of copper coins.

After busying with these things, it has already arrived in golden autumn and October, the most important day of the year in Datang.

However, due to the impact of the locust plague this year, not only was there no joy of harvest in Guanzhong Road, but every family was moaning and sighing.

The wheat fields that originally yielded one stone per mu are now mostly able to harvest four or five buckets, which is considered good. Even the harvest of many fields this year is only a few two or three buckets.

This harvest, not to mention paying rent, is not enough even if it is reserved for the family's rations for the coming year.

Ma Zhou played Li Er, asking for the reduction or exemption of the land rent in Guanzhong Road Rent and Yongdiao this year.Li Er nodded in agreement, and decreed that all prefectures and counties in Guanzhong Road would be exempted from land rent and amnesty for the whole world.

The matter of the autumn harvest has nothing to do with the people of Hu County.

With the full cooperation of Yang Zuan, all the [-] people in Hu County switched to planting winter rice.Originally, the common people were all anxious and felt that this matter was very unreliable.After a lifetime of planting, this is the first time sowing rice seedlings in September.

Many farmers sowed while weeping, thinking that the seedlings would not survive at all.

But what everyone didn't expect was that all the rice seedlings sown in the fields survived.Now the rice seedlings in the fields are green and shiny, which has given the people of Hu County a glimmer of hope.

Of the hundreds of small and large villages in Huxian County, the only one that has not changed to rice planting and is now in the busy autumn harvest is Dingzhou Village.

The ducks that Li Wangyou fed at the beginning made great contributions.

While the wheat fields in the surrounding villages have almost no wheat in the fields, the wheat fields in Dingzhou Village have basically been preserved, and the production has been reduced by [-] to [-] percent at most.

So when the county government of Huhu County asked people to burn the wheat fields and plant rice instead, they only bypassed the fields in Dingzhou Village.

China has been focusing on farming since ancient times. Even though the farmers in Dingzhou Village no longer rely on the output of the fields for food, when it comes to the autumn harvest, everyone still goes to the fields and is busy reaping the hard work of the year.

Even in later generations, those white-collar workers who were born in rural areas, dressed well and worked in office buildings in various cities, would still ask for leave and go back to their hometowns to help harvest wheat and rice when the autumn harvest came.

This is already a belief deeply rooted in the bones of the Chinese people.

Li Wangyou naturally knew this too. Now that there are many people in his house, he naturally has to help the village.

Early in the morning on the day of the autumn harvest, Li Wangyou led Niu Wu and Niu Yong, as well as a group of house servants, down to the village's field to help harvest the wheat.

Even the beauty boss brought the old butler, Peilan, Afulo and all the maidservants in the house to help.

Those who deliver water deliver water, followed by those who pick up wheat ears, which is very lively.

Li Wangyou symbolically cut a few clumps of wheat, and then he was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and felt that his waist could not stand up straight. Lao Cun was trying to persuade him to go aside and rest.

The beautiful boss waved to him under the shade of the tree: "Hee hee, didn't someone brag to me that he is a rural child? Why can't you just do this twice? You are weak enough."

Li Wangyou was so angry that she was teased by her beautiful boss for being weak, and almost wanted to drag her back to her home immediately to prove her ability.However, this is obviously only a thought.

Li Wangyou gave her a white look: "Nonsense, my family harvested manually when I was young, but it was not my turn to work at that time. When I grow up, the village has long been mechanically harvested. Every autumn harvest, there are The army of harvesters drove the harvesters to work, and they only harvested a hundred yuan per acre of land, who would work hard to harvest when they were full?"

"Hmph, sophistry! In the final analysis, you are too vain. With your small body, you don't know where you got the courage to kill three Dongpu people in a row."