Datang romantic little landlord

The people naturally kowtowed to Yang Zuan again, making Yang Zuan flustered and waving their hands again and again.

At this moment, Yang Zuan, a middle-aged man who has been an official for many years, also had red eyes.At this time, he seemed to really understand what is public opinion and what is public opinion.

The common people are really easy to be satisfied. Giving them a bite to eat and letting them tide over difficulties will make them desperate and grateful.

Originally, in the year of the catastrophe, the yield per mu in the surrounding counties and counties was less than ten, and the government had already begun to prepare for disaster relief.

However, the [-] people in Hu County, because of Li Wangyou's persistence and persistence, and Yang Zuan's support and supervision, it was the first time in the world that they replanted rice in September, and the harvest is still bumper now.

How can this make the people not be grateful to the two of them?

In front of the city gate of Hu County, countless people rose and fell one after another, got up and prostrated again... Li Wangyou and Yang Zuan were so busy that they lifted up this one, and bowed down on the other side.

Yang Zuan and Li Wangyou looked at each other and smiled wryly, but there were all kinds of pride in their hearts.

As the saying goes, when a man is alive, he should establish a reputation that will not last forever. If it is good for the country, it will be good for the country.

The hustle and bustle at the gate of Hu County fell into the eyes of a rider on a hill not far away...

600 Public opinion

During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, there was a custom of harvest festivals, and the scale was very large.

According to the maturity of crops in different places, the time of this harvest festival varies from place to place, but it is generally in golden autumn and October.

After harvesting, tasting new products, entering the warehouse, etc., corresponding sacrificial ceremonies are held, praying to the ancestors and gods, praying for a smooth harvest of crops, and wishing a good harvest of five grains and prosperity for both humans and animals in the coming year.

The royal family will also offer sacrifices to the gods and gods during the winter solstice, praying for good weather and good food and clothing for the people in the coming year.

Even though locust plagues hit various places this year, the Harvest Festival is still going on, except in Hu County.

This is also normal. At that time, the fields in Hu County were still full of green rice seedlings. How could there be a harvest festival.

Therefore, at the end of the year that no one expected, when the rice was ripe, the last harvest festival in the second year of Zhenguan began.

When Li Wangyou followed Yang Zuan and rode back to the county seat of Hu County, he was shocked to find that the entire county town had become a sea of ​​joy for the crowd.

Before entering the county seat, he could already see the mountains and plains on both sides of the road, all of them were people who were preparing to enter the county seat to participate in the Harvest Festival.

The blackness crushed the heads, making Li Wangyou smack his tongue.

He had never seen so many people except for the train station during the spring festival travel in later generations.

It was the first time for Li Wangyou to see such a lively scene in Datang, but he also found it interesting, talking and laughing with Yang Zuan on horseback.

However, Hu County is only a middle county after all, and the county seat is not large, so before Li Wangyou and Yang Zuan could enter the city, they were blocked at the city gate.

The yamen servants hurriedly blared their gongs, trying to separate the crowd in front of them, and clear the way for Yang Zuan and Li Wangyou: "Get out of the way, why are you all stuck here? Didn't you see that Huxian Bo and Yang Mingfu are going to enter the city? Avoid , let me avoid it!"

It was good that the yamen servants didn't yell, but when they yelled, not only did they not disperse the people, but it made the surrounding crowd suddenly become noisy.

"It's Huxian Bo! Huxian Bo is at the city gate!"

"Quick, hurry over, Huxian Bo is there!"

"Girl, go, go to the gate of the city, Hu Xianbo is there!"

Then, a crowd of countless common people rushed towards the city gate where Li Wangyou and Yang Zuan were.

Seeing the dark crowd coming towards him, Li Wangyou not only dripped a few drops of sweat on his forehead.

My mother, what is this for?

There are so many people, let alone Niu Wu and a few bodyguards around him, even if the Jinwu Guard's imperial guards come, I'm afraid they will all have to be trampled to death, right?

"Brother Xuqing, what, what is this going to do?" Li Wangyou couldn't help turning pale, he didn't want to be trampled to death for no reason.

Even the night-lighting horse under his crotch was snorting uneasily at this moment, pawing lightly on the ground with its hooves.

Yang Zuan was no better than him, how had he ever seen such a situation?

With so many people, if there were any accidents, the consequences would be unimaginable.Even if they all rode on horseback, it wouldn't help.

Even Niu Wu and the rest of the Li family members subconsciously grasped the handles of the sabers at their waists, and those yamen servants were so frightened that they rang their gongs repeatedly: "Stop, what do you want to do!"

There were so many people coming, if anyone broke the rules and caused a disturbance, the crowd would directly drown them all.

But what everyone didn't expect was that when the crowd rushed to Li Wangyou and Yang Zuan, they suddenly stopped.

Everyone stared at Li Wangyou on horseback, but no one spoke for a while, and the atmosphere seemed quite strange for a while.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the crowd: "The grass people kowtow to Huxian Bo!"

Then, under Li Wangyou's stunned gaze, all the people knelt down.

Seeing nearly ten thousand people suddenly kneeling in front of him, Li Wangyou was stunned, what does this mean?Why do you kneel down and worship yourself like this?

"The uncle of Hu County, Lord Wandai, the grassroots kowtow to the uncle of Hu County!"

"Cao Min kowtowed to Uncle Hu County for his life-saving grace, Cao Min kowtowed to Uncle Hu County for the whole family of seven!"

"Caomin's family of nine originally thought that they could only go out to beg for a living this year, but they didn't expect that there would be a bumper harvest of rice this year. The Caomin was very grateful. The Caomin kowtowed to the Huxian Bo. The Taoist ancestor blessed the Huxian Bo with a long life." !"

There are also many who have not forgotten to thank Yang Zuan, the county magistrate: "Caomin kowtows to Huxian Bo and Yang Mingfu! Yang Mingfu, you are a good official!"

The cries of the common people dispelled the fear in Li Wangyou and Yang Zuan's hearts, and they let out a sigh of relief.What followed was that Li Wangyou felt his scalp tingling, goosebumps all over his body, and an electric current seemed to pass through his body.

How can I have so many people kneeling down to worship me?

Isn't it just a whim that made the people plant rice instead?Do you deserve such a compliment?

Li Wangyou hurriedly rolled off his horse, trotted up to an old man, and helped him up.

"Old man, you can't do it, you can't do it, please get up quickly."

But the old man was very stubborn and kowtowed to Li Wangyou a few more times: "The old man had a misunderstanding at the beginning of Duohu County Boduo, thinking that Hu County Boduo asked me to wait until September to replant rice, and he was doing harm to the people. They are all old and stupid. If you don't understand Huxian Bo's love for the people, you should die, please forgive me, Huxian Bo."

Li Wangyou's eyes were also a little moist, and he motioned to Niu Wu to help the old man quickly.

"Old man is serious. I just came up with a blind idea. I really want to thank Yang Mingfu. But he ordered people to build waterwheels for each village, cultivate rice seedlings, and supervise you to replant rice. His contribution is indispensable." Li Wangyou pointed at Yang Zuan and said with a smile.

The people naturally kowtowed to Yang Zuan again, making Yang Zuan flustered and waving their hands again and again.

At this moment, Yang Zuan, a middle-aged man who has been an official for many years, also had red eyes.At this time, he seemed to really understand what is public opinion and what is public opinion.

The common people are really easy to be satisfied. Giving them a bite to eat and letting them tide over difficulties will make them desperate and grateful.

Originally, in the year of the catastrophe, the yield per mu in the surrounding counties and counties was less than ten, and the government had already begun to prepare for disaster relief.