"Fu Jiezi admires the Warriors, but it's almost the same as what I guessed in advance..."

Ren Hong had already figured it out: "I didn't need to be an insurgent in the western region before, because he was a county official and sought stability in everything. Knowing that I was a child of a prisoner, he did not dare to take risks."

"But the generals and envoys who are running around in the ultimate realm, what they lack is the warriors of the strange festival!"

To put it bluntly, the children of serious officials and good people have a good life, but who would like to take risks in the Western Regions?

Zhang Qian went on two missions, and most of the evil young men in the county and state were in the team, as well as Qianghu from the vassal states, and Chijian soldiers with various charges on their heads.

They have one thing in common: they are extremely vicious, and those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes!

Only such a person can work hard, be cruel, and be willing to do so.

It was this group of people who, with fearless courage, marched towards the unknown world and forced themselves to empty the Western Regions!

This is a great geographical discovery belonging to China.

But having courage alone is not enough. If you want to excel, Ren Hong has to show some other things...

So Ren Hong immediately turned back to Xuanquan, but saw Xu Fengde standing at the door. He wore the Liu family crown and stood out in the crowd of scarves in Xuanquan.

Just now, Xu Fengde was covered in spring breeze in front of Su and Chen, but now he became cold. When he saw Ren Hong, he said angrily:

"Have the edict been copied?"

Ren Hong pointed to the north wall: "It's all copied to the wall."

Xu Fengde blew his beard and glared: "Didn't you smash the pen this time?"

Ren Hong smiled and said, "Have you heard this?"

Xu Fengde sneered: "You are slapped in the palm of your hand. You shouted so loudly, everyone in the station, those who burned fire, those who stood guard, and those who feed the horses, who didn't hear it?"

"There are not many pens in the store. If it is damaged, you will have to pay for it!"

Old Man Xu was excited and staggered.

"Don't be anxious, my pen is not broken, I'm not broken."

Ren Hong came to support Xu Fengde, but Xu Fengde took over Ren Hong's shoulder and said earnestly:

"A real man, how can I spend a long time with my pen and inkstone... It is indeed the words of a hero. Ren Hong, it seems that my Xuanquan is a small place and I can't hold you anymore..."

Xu Fengde actually admired Ren Hong very much. In his opinion, this boy was smart and smart, so he could give Xuan Quan to him in the future. He even wanted to make a move for his daughter and let her marry Ren Hong.

But recently he realized that Ren Hong is not someone who can stay in a small place for the rest of his life!

The poor and remote Gobi Desert cannot hold the hearts of young people. Their eyes always look outside, or look forward to the mysterious Western Regions or yearn for the magnificent Chang'an...

Ren Hong smiled and said, "I heard about Fu Jiezi's deeds and said something nonsense for a while. Don't take the slutty husband to heart!"

"However, when Fu Jiezi returned from his mission, he would go to Xuanquanzhi on eight or nine days. On the day of arrival, how should Xuanquanzhi be entertained to satisfy Mr. Fu?"

Xu Fengde disagreed: "He is harder to serve than the provocative supervisor? Isn't the Western Supervisor praised the dishes made by Xia Dingmao?"

Ren Hong said: "The Supervisor is just a mere county official, how can he compare with the imperial envoy who holds justice?"

"What's more, last month, the gentleman told everyone that he hoped that the timetable this year would be held, and Xuan Quanzhi could win the best in the county!"

"That's what I said after drinking, I can't be true..." Xu Fengde's face turned a little red. After drinking, he always liked to speak loudly.

"But I remember it in my heart, and I also remembered the two or three sons in the office."

Ren Hong said seriously: "Mr. Xuan Quanzhi's performance this year is worthy of the first place in the county! This is related to Xuan Quanzhi's reputation and the rewards from everyone in the office..."

When Dunhuang County takes the time in October, Gongcao and Supervisor will hold the presidency to hold nine places in the territory and conduct a major competition, which will win the "most", that is, the first one will be praised and the last one will be punished.

The most reward is two big fat pigs. Although the pork that has not been castrated this year is not as good as the future generations, how can the poor soldiers in the institute be picky? Hanging the spring and killing sheep and chickens for three days, but there are not many people who can really get into their mouths. Eating old fat meat every day is everyone's dream.

Even if it is not sold, it will be a considerable amount of money to everyone.

Ren Hong knew Xu Fengde very well. This old man with a stingy mouth and a heartless person, when it comes to his own future, he was indifferent and looked like a salted fish.

But once it is related to Xuan Quanji's reputation and the interests of everyone in the store, I will pay special attention!

Sure enough, Xu Fengde got involved and he pondered: "Although the Western Supervisor verbally praised Xuanquan, he has always had a good deal with Dunhuang's mistress. In previous years, he was always awarded Dunhuang's placement. If Xuanquan placement wants to surpass Dunhuang's placement, it will not be easy."

The guest houses in the provincial capital are of course better than those in the wilderness. If you want to win, you can only overtake...

Ren Hongdao: "There are still opportunities. Fu Jiezi made a name for himself in a foreign land and returned with great reputation. If Xuanquanzhi can receive him well, it will definitely be a political achievement that the county cannot ignore!"

Xu Fengde also understood Ren Hong, so he looked up at him and smiled: "What's the point of you, a little kid?"

Over the past six months, Xu Fengde has long been accustomed to Ren Hong's new ideas every now and then. These ideas seem incredible, but in the end they can always bring benefits to Xuan Quanzhen.

"I have a plan that can make Fu Jiezi praise Xuan Quan very much, and even ask the court for me!"

Ren Hong bowed to him and said, "I just hope that my husband can give me full authority to prepare for this matter!"

...

"Yesterday Xu Sufu told me that from today onwards, everyone in the East Kitchen will obey the supporters. If you have what you need, just give me instructions."

On the afternoon of July 20, after finishing his daily business, Ren Hong stood outside the granary, waiting for the chef Zoro puppy who was on par with his rank and Lu to open the warehouse door.

The chef's name is a puppy. This is not a swearing person, but a gift from his own parents. Dogs are one of the six animals, loyal and obedient, and thus become a popular name for people in the Han Dynasty. For example, Sima Xiangru, the minister of Emperor Wu of Han, used to be called "Dogzi", and later changed his name to a talent because he admired Lin Xiangru.

If it is not changed, there will be a beautiful story in history that "Sima Nuzi picks Zhuo Wenjun"...

Luo Xiaogou is actually not small at all. He has to bend over to get in the short granary porch.

The granary housed in the hanging spring is close to the well because it is the most deadly place to encounter fire, but it is afraid of water, and grains are difficult to preserve in humid environments.

Therefore, the tiles on the top of the granary are the best and densest in the entire suspended spring, and the eaves are spread on all sides to prevent rain.

Because Dunhuang is dry, there is no need to make the bottom of the silo of the southern granary, but it is still based on rammed earth, just in case. There are skylights on the thick walls, which are to ventilate the newly harvested grains and cook them after completion. However, the windows are also covered with red willow bamboo strips. Although there are not many birds in Dunhuang, if one bird flies in it, you can eat it and turn it around.

After the warehouse door opened, what was blowing towards me was dust dancing in the wind in the sun, but inside were large clay tanks placed side by side, covered with thick wooden covers.

Ren Hong went in and walked around, suddenly squatted down, pinching a black dry and hard object, but it was a rat shit.

He raised his head, looked at the lazy tabby cat lying on the eaves of the skylight of the granary, and said helplessly:

"Xiao Qi, you are lazy again. Have you been fed too much lately?"

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Chapter completed!