Tang's dining table

Whether a group is good or not, you must first integrate into it, and then you can talk about change or improvement.

The quality of a group is related to the quality of its top leader.

The same group of people can be bad people, but they can also become good people in a short period of time.

In order to differentiate himself from bad guys like Fang Zheng, Yunchu decided to use his identity as a scribe to help the soldiers of the Ninth Zhechong Mansion next door write family letters.

After doing too many good things, you can make yourself look less bad.

The sorted documents were placed on the square desk. Da Guanling opened them one by one and took a look at them before writing a reply. Yun Chu sandwiched the reply in the document and put it back on the bookshelf where it belonged.

Fang Zheng is very satisfied with Yun Chu's work, because he feels that it is very smooth and easy to work now. As long as the documents he wants are assigned to Yun Chu on the first day, he can see what he needs on his desk the next day. Not only the original documents, but also the documents that need to be used for reference when writing replies are also at hand. If there are any omissions, Yun Chu will remind him in a low voice.

It took half an hour for Ozeki Ling Fangzheng to have already dealt with the Hu Cao's inquiry on the mutual market, the government staff's wasted food expenses that the Si Hu asked for verification, and the Gong Cao's inquiry about the damage status of Kucha City.

In the government office, Fang Zheng was no longer so-and-so's brother-in-law, and Yun Chu was no longer some god of cook who descended to earth. One was a Daguan Ling, and the other was a scribe, and they all had their positions right.

"Are you going to the military camp to help the soldiers write letters home?" Fang Zheng didn't understand Yun Chu's stupid behavior.

"Do you know how many people you have to help write letters home? Can you handle it?"

Yun Chu once again showed his compassionate side and sighed: "The war has lasted for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand yuan! Helping them write a letter from home at this time can comfort countless people."

Fang Zheng said doubtfully: "The poem you just read should be a good poem. Not to mention others, I myself read it again and again when I received the letter from home, and my tears dried up again and again.

The question is, do you really want to do this? As far as I know, no real scholar is willing to do this. "

Yun Chu sneered and said, "Anyone who doesn't do this kind of thing can't be considered a true scholar."

Fangzheng laughed and said, "You are still young after all. Go, go. The Ninth Zhe Chongfu Regiment next door comes from Shangzhou, Gyeonggi Province. They have been stationed in Kucha for four years. You have made friends with them and went to the battlefield. How much? There is someone taking care of you.”

Yun Chu smiled and nodded in agreement.

There was nothing going on in the yamen anymore, so Yun Chu asked Hou San to carry the futon on his back while he returned to his residence with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

After placing the things under a big mulberry tree outside, Yun Chu spread out the paper, leaning against the cool water of the canal, and asked Hou San to go to the military camp to post notices.

Outsiders could not enter the military camp of the Tang Dynasty, and officials like Fang Zheng could not enter. If something happened, they could only wait outside the camp gate to wait for notification.

In two days, it will be the day when the inn's express horse will come to collect the letters. At this time, many people should want to tell their families that they are safe.

Writing letters to others to report their safety is naturally a good thing, but what Yunchu cares about most is the content of the letter.

He has never really lived in the Tang Dynasty. This has always been his flaw. Shangzhou is less than three hundred miles away from Chang'an. Although it is a different distance than ten miles away, everyone lives in Guanzhong, so their living habits should be very different.

Knowing the way the Shangzhou soldiers interacted with their families, they basically understood the human relations and customs in Guanzhong at this time, so that they would not show timidity after returning to Guanzhong.

Fubing generally refers to the soldiers of a certain general's mansion, a certain governor's mansion, or a certain military mansion. This is the general name for Fubing.

It can be found literally that Fu Bing has a strong personal color.

Soldiers with personal characteristics are generally incompatible with the big concept of the country, which is very bad.

This title had already appeared in the Jin Dynasty. It was not officially established until the Yuwentai reign of the Western Wei Dynasty, and it continues to be used in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Sui Dynasty, and early Tang Dynasty.

People are soldiers during wartime and farmers when there is no war. People seem to be used to this system of integrating soldiers and farmers.

Most of those who become government soldiers have good family backgrounds. After all, apart from the war horses that will be provided by the state, the rest, such as armor and weapons, need to be purchased by themselves.

To win a title immediately is the ultimate dream of all soldiers, but in many cases, this dream comes to an abrupt end with the disappearance of life.

At this time, the sun was already high in the sky. Before this thing came out, the ground was still cold. After he showed his head, the vast land in the Western Region immediately entered barbecue mode.

Yun Chu soaked his feet in the cold canal water and looked at the group of government soldiers brought by Hou San with a smile.

The literacy rate among the Tang army was pretty good, with at least two out of a hundred people able to write.

It's just that such people are extremely unevenly distributed in the army. Among them, scholars who specialize in serving the captain of Zhechong Prefecture account for 70 to 80% of them.

Therefore, when the remaining soldiers wanted to send a message home, they often had to take a verbal message back. People's words are believed, and people's words are the least trustworthy. This has led to many tragedies.

For example, the wives of some Fu soldiers have remarried, and some Fu soldiers have been in the Western Regions for several years, but their wives at home have helped them give birth to several children. There are even cases where the elderly in the family think that their sons have died in the war and have no chance to survive. Belief, hang it up, etc.

The above is actually nothing. The main purpose of becoming a soldier is to provide tax exemption for the family. The soldiers are obviously not dead, but the government of the family has canceled this benefit impatiently. It is obviously a lucky family. In an instant, he became an inferior member of the middle household, and the heirs in the family were no longer qualified to serve as soldiers.

The most serious thing is that the family thinks that if the soldiers are dead, they will take back the land...

The post station of the Tang Dynasty was very complete at this time. From the foot of Tianshan Mountain, riding a horse along the Tiankhan Road, running 7,480 miles, it took 25 days to deliver the news to Chang'an. On average, I have to run three hundred miles a day, which is very hard.

Of course, the above refers to urgent documents and military reports, and the rest can only be hurried home slowly.

Writing family letters is a very interesting thing, which fully satisfies Yunchu's desire for gossip, and also allows him to understand how people in the Tang Dynasty handled family affairs.

"Your Majesty, my dear, I will kowtow to you and your two elders. I am still alive, and I don't know whether the state or county has conveyed my military exploits, or whether I have received the reward.

After four years of separation, whether Xiao Zhuer will grow up safely? If she grows up safely, all the money of a certain family will be paid to her. If Mrs. Zhang can keep her family, she will be tolerated. If not, she will be divorced. The balance is all up to the mother-in-law. …”

"My wife, Mrs. Liu, has spoken as if we had met each other. It has been more than four years since we parted. When we said goodbye, the warmth of the wedding room was still there and I couldn't bear to leave. However, we had to leave with the sound of military drums. The border of the vast sea is naturally a place for men to make meritorious deeds. Wait until I step on the horse to lead the class." , I will naturally grant you wealth and splendor, and a beautiful body... By the way, when I leave, I will make love to you day and night, are you pregnant?"

"My mother-in-law is here, and my unfilial son has been paying homage to me for a hundred times in Tianshan. This time I am writing to tell you that my brother Gou Lian'er died in the battle in Khotan. Unfortunately, when he died in the battle, he did not gain anything and could not bring glory to my mother-in-law. He is a dog." It's pity's fault.

In the bitter cold of the Tianshan Mountains, Zhu Lian'er is still holding on, hearing that he will be able to return home to serve his mother-in-law in three years. Finally, I would like to ask: Is the Zhang family’s daughter still unmarried? Can she wait for me for another three years? "

"Grandma and grandpa..."

Yun Chu was busy from noon to the evening meal, writing more than a dozen letters in one go. Although the person concerned had to say something very concise, Yun Chu still tried his best to beautify it, otherwise, even his parents would be in trouble. He didn't even say hello, he simply said that the money at home was for me to keep and not to spend it on my brothers. If my wife didn't steal someone, she could stay at home. If she did, she would keep her son and divorce her. Wife, we parted day and night. Are you pregnant? Did you leave me a man and a half woman...

To put it bluntly, such words are too inappropriate for the glorious Tang Dynasty, let alone an era when half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty is bright and full of moonlight.

Although this day was very busy, Yun Chu still felt that it would be of great help to his future writing skills. As long as he continued to help people write letters, it would not be Du Fu's dream to catch up with Li Bai in writing.

I have improved my writing skills and received thanks from countless soldiers. However, these people are not good people. The way to thank people is to stand in front of Yun Chu and block his arrows after going to the battlefield. No one mentioned Yun Chu. At the beginning, I was somewhat looking forward to the writing materials.

Yun Chu was extremely doubtful about the feasibility of blocking arrows, but finally laughed it off.

When he returned to the mulberry forest to rest, Yunchu saw the old sheepskin standing on the city wall. In order to stand out today, the old guy specially wore a pure black sheepskin cloak. In such a sultry weather, he stood on the city wall for several times. For several hours, I didn’t know if I would suffer from heat stroke.

Yunchu naturally ignored it. He was now prosperous in Daguanling Yamen and no longer wanted to hang out with people like Lao Yangpi.

Therefore, he followed Hou San, who was as useful as an ox, with his hands behind his back, and entered the thick shadow of the mulberry forest.

Seeing Yunchu's figure entering the mulberry forest, a smile appeared on Lao Yangpi's wrinkled face. The smile first appeared from the depths of his eyes, then overflowed from the corners of his eyes, rippled at the roots of the mountain, and the wrinkled skin Blooming like a chrysanthemum.

"Master, he will not come back. People in the Tang Dynasty are all heartless people." A strong man kneeling behind Lao Yangpi whispered in a low voice.

Lao Yangpi waved his hand and said with a smile: "Where can he go? Although the Western Region is very big, it is also very small. Friends cannot always be friends, and relatives can never always be relatives.

Once you enter reincarnation, it is all nonsense.

Let him be happy for a while longer. After a while, he won't be happy anymore.

In this life, there are too many sufferings and too few moments of happiness. If you can be more happy, you will be more happy for a moment, because that is happiness, just like the flowers blooming on the other side of hell, like the smile of Buddha cutting flesh, and like Xuanzang Dong. Every step that goes without returning is worth remembering. "

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