Ding Tian's Ancient Life

The jade plaque is white, only the size of a baby's palm, and it is hollowed out and carved. It is very precious at first glance. When it is surrounded by auspicious cloud patterns, there is a big "Ning" character in the middle, in traditional characters, which is particularly conspicuous.

On the back is a word "King", which is also very conspicuous.

Ding Tian didn't know what effect this jade card had, but he knew these two characters, and he also knew that this jade card was not cheap at first glance.

"Fortunately, this is ancient times. If it were in modern times, such a token would probably be counterfeited in a blink of an eye. I don't know how many people will counterfeit it. Then you will be miserable." Ding Tian put the jade pendant close to his body.

Today, he was a little exhausted after eating this dinner, and he walked around the house for a long time before he climbed onto the heated kang to sleep.

Wang Zuo, who also returned to the post station, took a very comfortable hot bath. The tub was bigger than a double bed. After taking a bath, he washed his hair and was naturally served and dried. After tossing, he was more comfortable.

Lying on the heated kang, covered with a quilt, he was about to fall asleep.

He suddenly opened his eyes... Wang Fure, who was about to turn off two lights for him, was taken aback: "What's wrong?" "The fried shredded pork with pickles that he made is good for porridge tomorrow." Headless No brains, such a sentence came out^

But who is Wang Fugui?

The milk brother who grew up with him immediately said: "Okay, when I leave, I packed everything.,'

Why did he rush to pick up the leftovers?

Just to hide some things privately when tidying up: "It's really pitiful to say! What delicacies can't you eat? You can only eat it with that kid's craftsmanship..."

"Shut up." Wang Zuo closed his eyes, ready to whine, but he didn't close his eyes: "Don't talk about him in the future, this is the problem with me... I'm very annoyed, it's rare that someone is pleasing to the eye. of……."

Wang Fu turned off two lamps, leaving only a small lamp for illumination, and quietly retreated, standing at the door, looking at the half moon hanging in the sky and sighing.

Liu Wenbin walked over, holding a fan in his hand on a chilly night, and opened it "swish" all of a sudden, shaking it three times with each step, it made people angry to watch.

Wang Fugui was not polite to him at all: "Are you going to catch a cold? Playing with a fan in the cold weather? Has your head been frozen?"

Just say that this Jiangnan scholar cannot come to the Northeast. Look, the cold in the Northeast has froze his head.

"The prince is asleep?" Liu Wenbin told himself, don't be angry, don't be angry, this guy is just a rough person.

"Sleeping..." When it comes to the prince, Wang Fugui no longer has the thought of teasing Liu Wenbin: "What do you think the prince is doing? No matter how bad the capital is, the emperor is the master of the prince, and the mess at home Bad things, do we really have to go far away? We are not afraid of his Changchun Houfu."

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, the concubine who is also the prince's concubine in name... It's not that the prince can't offend them, it's just that it's unnecessary, how long can they dance?" Liu Wenbin put away his fan and patted it. Palm: "Think about it, how long has it been since the emperor summoned the Marquis of Changchun? Even the noble concubine of Changchun Palace has not heard from her for a long time."

"You mean...?" Wang Fugui's eyes lit up.

The Marquis of Changchun's mansion used to be quite awesome, but since the old Marquis of Changchun passed away, the current Marquis of Changchun is not so good.

The Marquis Mansion of Changchun is now in the state of sunset.

The old Marquis of Changchun had at least led the army to fight two small battles, and both of them were victorious; the current Marquis of Changchun had never even touched military power.

Let alone military power, he has never even touched real power. He was born as the heir to the Marquis of Changchun. Back then, Emperor Taizong personally promised that the heroes of the founding of the country would not be degraded for three generations.

After three generations, if there are no outstanding descendants to emerge, they will have to be downgraded to the rank of noble.

Those who are not knighted for the merits of the founding of the country are all degraded.

The first generation is the duke, and the second generation is the marquis; the third generation is the earl; the first three titles are all super-grade titles.

Then there is the viscount, the viscount is the first grade; then the baron, the baron is the second grade.The titles after the baron are not very valuable.

Qingche Duwei (the third rank, and the titles above are divided into three grades of first, second, and third grades), Qi Duwei (the fourth rank), ZiT Qiwei (the fifth rank), and En Qiwei (the seventh rank).

Generally, after being reduced to Enqiwei, one generation will become an ordinary person. After so many generations, the imperial court is worthy of these meritorious persons.

"The first Marquis of Changchun was a mighty warrior on the battlefield, the old Marquis of the second generation is not bad, but this generation... the last Marquis of Changchun is not so good." Liu Wenbin said: "It's just that I used my heart and eyes. Fortunately, she did not want to serve the country, but brought up her daughter well and sent her to the palace, and now she is also the concubine in charge of Changchun Palace, Concubine Chun, listen to this title!"

"What's wrong with this title?" Wang Fugui scratched his head: "The plan for a year lies in spring, isn't this title very good?"

"Shuowen Jiezi" believes that "spring, Tuiye", also means "the spring sun caresses and all things prosper", so it can be extended to the meaning of vitality and vitality.

Back then, the Marquis of Changchun was very proud.

"If she is a queen, this title will be fine. She is a responsible concubine. What is a noble concubine? Not even an imperial concubine, then she is a royal concubine, a concubine, and her title is Chun. Does it sound good?" Liu Wenbin sneered: " The Marquis of Changchun is complacent, but they don't know how many people saw their jokes."

Whose daughter would be willing to send it to the palace?

There are not many daughters in the honorable family who enter the palace as concubines. They would rather marry a promising poor scholar than send them to the palace. Why?Looking resplendent in the palace, it is a man-eating devil's lair.

How many daughters are wasting their time, and there are many white-haired court ladies.

Only then did Wang Fuzhi understand: "The concubine also said that her eldest niece is so favored...?

"You are the only one who will believe your self-promotion." Liu Wenbin gave him a blank look, and then quickly ran away.

Wang Fugui gnashed his teeth and cursed from behind, but he didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of disturbing the prince who had already slept.

The next day, Ding Tian went to the government office to go to work... Ahem, on a business trip, and found that these people were more respectful to him.

"Prisoner, this is the jailer's roster, and this is the account book of the warehouse." As soon as he sat down in his work room, Old Zheng brought two books to his desk: "Please have a look."

"Old Uncle Zheng, sit down and talk." Anyway, he was born in the new society and has enjoyed civilized education for 18 years. Ding Tian also pays attention to respecting the old and loving the young.

"Yes, thank you Prisoner." After thanking him, Old Uncle Zheng sat on a small stool, respectfully and well-behaved like a primary school student listening to a class, with his hands on his knees very obediently.

Ding Tian hurriedly poured him a cup of hot water, he was not interested in drinking tea here: "Don't be nervous, I'm just going to look at the account books and formulate future work goals, it's no big deal."

"Hey..." Old Uncle Zheng relaxed a little, and after drinking a few mouthfuls of hot water, he became less nervous.

The first thing Ding Tian opened was the roster. In fact, there were only so few people, almost like lice on the bald man's head. It was obvious that there would be no possibility of empty pay, but some officers withdrew such a small amount, and the subordinates would not say a word.

But since Prefect Du came, there has been no embezzlement. Prefect Du hates this kind of thing the most. He was already the target of embezzlement, and it was the most serious embezzlement.

Ding Tian found that his salary was 36 taels of silver every year, and he was given [-] shi of grain.

The silver is the salary, and the grain is Lumi.

It's not much, but if you count some gray income, plus his field property in the suburbs... it's enough for him to live well.

Then there are the jailers, who have a wage of 12 taels of silver every year, and a hundred catties of millet.

Two sets of work clothes and four pairs of boots. What is more humane is that the work clothes are thin and very fat. In summer, you can wear work clothes alone without covering them; when it is cold in winter, you can wear work clothes Outside the cotton coat, it doesn't delay things.

Because it is fat enough, you can wear it all year round.

There are also some benefits throughout the year in the government office, and you can get some chicken, duck, fish and the like. There is no food, but there are some red envelopes.

That's all their income.

Ding Tian is much happier than them.

"There are no cell bosses in the prison...?" Ding Tian looked at it, and there were all jailers, but no cell boss.

"No." Old Uncle Zheng shook his head: "There was a prison boss before, and he was not very good. He left with the former prefect, and it turned out..."

Needless to say, the former magistrate was unlucky, and those dog legs were not well received.

Ding Tian nodded: "I see."

Looking at the ledger of the prison cell, there is not much left on it. After it was printed, it has not been allocated this year's share, and the food is still from last year. No wonder there is so little food.

Just looking at the account book, Ding Tian read it_Xiao Tianer, occasionally asked Old Uncle Zheng if he didn’t understand, because Ding Tian had a good attitude and always kept smiling, gradually Old Uncle Zheng relaxed and dared to tell Ding Tian about the prison The inside story of the prison: "Actually, there was no surplus in the prison before. The original prison boss was a ruthless man. He was a good hand at scraping the ground, and he almost squeezed the prisoners out. After he left, the master took office, so it was easy." some."

"The original six prisoners in the prison were all arrested after the master took office. Otherwise, there would only be the original two in the prison. They were suppressed by the former master all the time, just for the RBI sent by the two families every year. ..." Old Uncle Zheng really dared to tell Ding Tian anything: "The case has been suppressed for a year without interrogation. After Mr. Du came, he was busy for a while, and when he was about to ask the case, he came out again. I was busy with the matter last year, and now the imperial envoy is at the post station, and the case has to be postponed..."

"Yes, the most important thing now is the spring plowing. After the spring plowing, the master will have time..." Prisoners, as long as they are not in a hurry... the case is idle for those kidnappers like him. The interrogation will only take place at a certain time, and I dare not delay at this time.

The plan for a year lies in spring. In ancient times, it was an agricultural society, and farming was the most important thing.

If there is no food, can the world be stable?

A year's harvest has been expected since spring. The army needs food, the people need to fill their stomachs, and even officials need to distribute Lumi to feed their families.

On this day, Ding Tian just looked at these things, and when he was on his errand, Master Du jumped out, holding two big fish in his hand, with a bulging belly, it seemed that there were a lot of fish roe in it.

It is rare to have fresh fish with seeds at this time.

"Come on, the Kaijiang big fish that the steward bought from the fishmonger, you can take two of them home and cook them." As soon as they met, he stuffed the willow branch with the fish into Ding Tian's hand: "It's fresh!"

Ding Tian was happy: "Okay! I have only been here for two days, and I have taken advantage of the master's house."

"Hehe..." Master Du was also happy: "I also have two, take them together, take them together."

Ding Tian carried two big fish out of the side door of the government office... Turning the corner was the street of his new home, and saw a familiar scene: there was no one on the street, not even the watchdog barking.

Then there were guards with knives standing at the gate of his house, each of them looked fierce, had sharp eyes, and held the handle of the knife... Crack!

Then who is here again!

Especially Wang Fuzhi, who was standing at the door looking around, saw that Ding Tian was on a business trip, and waved enthusiastically: "Tian'er, here, here!"

The handsome face of the person next to him with a stern face and hands behind his back, although his expressionless face was covered with the afterglow of the setting sun, seemed even more noble.

Well, Ding Tian glanced at the golden crown on his head several times, it looked so heavy, it could weigh at least two catties...