There are many water canals in Chang'an, running through the entire city of Chang'an horizontally and vertically, like small rivers, providing water sources for the city. [Read the novel with the correct chapter,]

Generally speaking, drinking water must be well water, and water in canals is mostly used for washing things, such as clothes.

The two canals extended into the palace and finally passed out.

Every morning, a group of women would wash clothes by the water channel outside the palace.

There are more than ten large stone slabs beside the canal, which have become as smooth as mirrors over the years.

The women beat their clothes and talked.

"They say there will be tribute treasures from southern Xinjiang at the end of this year!" A woman straightened up and said with a smile, "What will it be?"

"What kind of cow was given as a gift that year? It's so ferocious and looks like auspiciousness." Another woman squatted beside her, rubbing it, and said with a smile: "She can't be a beauty!"

"Then why not choose one of us to enter the palace!" The woman from before slapped her lower back with her backhand and said proudly: "I was still a flower in the community back then, am I worse than those women?"

"Bah!" The woman opposite looked up, with a mean look on her dark face, "That's a beauty. Do you know what a beauty is?"

"What?" the woman said angrily, "Could it be that instead of meat, what grows on their bodies is gold?"

The woman opposite pointed at the palace, "The powder I use every month can keep our family fed and drunk for several years. How can you compare? Isn't that a man made of gold?"

"How can there be so many?" the woman said harshly.

"Coming, coming!"

A woman lifted her clothes out of the water and said, "Hurry, here we come."

The water upstream, that is, from the direction of the palace, flows slowly. The autumn wind blows, and the women quickly lift up their clothes.

The water flow gradually changes color, and a strong smell of powder comes over.

"I took off my makeup last night and poured it on today, but the smell is still so strong."

"I only need one box and I'll be satisfied."

"dream!"

"That is His Majesty's woman."

"Don't you just love your concubine?"

"The imperial concubine has an adopted son named Shi Zhongtang, who is now the military envoy of Southern Xinjiang!"

"It is said that His Majesty rewards the concubine and her brothers and sisters with countless amounts of money every day. It is really enviable!"

"There are more and more refugees."

A woman changed the topic, and suddenly the surroundings fell silent.

The dark-skinned woman looked at them and put the wrung-out clothes into a wooden basin. She picked up the wooden basin, put one side of the basin on her waist, and said, "It would be good if Your Majesty gives some money to the refugees."

ah!"

"That's Your Majesty!" said a woman.

The slightly black woman turned around, "But that's the world!"

…

All the way into the palace along the ditch, the palace people responsible for cleaning were busy. Going along here is the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the cook opened the steamer, turned sideways and smiled at Han Shitou: "Look at it, Young Supervisor Han, these cakes are made of fine wheat flour and are very sweet. If Your Majesty is still displeased, I will go on a hunger strike for three days."

"Break some off." Han Shitou said.

The cook was not afraid of being burned, so he took a cooking cake from the steaming steamer with his bare hands, switched his left and right hands, and hissed in his mouth. He waited for the cake to cool down and handed it to Han Shitou.

Han Shitou broke off a little and tasted it, "It tastes good. I'll use this for lunch."

He handed the remaining cooking cakes to the cook, and the cook smiled and said, "Don't throw it away."

Han Shitou shook his head, "This man! Cherish your blessings."

The cook smiled and said: "You are right. This food is the treasure of living people. It is wasted and the sky is thundering!"

He said to the others in the kitchen: "You all remember what Young Supervisor Han said. From today, no, from now on, whoever dares to waste food will be killed by me."

Han Shitou walked out of the kitchen, and Sun Laoer was waiting outside.

"Shaojian Han."

Han Shitou said: "Let's talk as we go."

"Young Master Han, slow down!" Behind him, the cook smiled flatteringly. When Han Shitou and Sun Laoer walked away, he broke off some cooking cakes into his mouth and threw the rest into a big jar.

In the large vat, there are a lot of fresh vegetables and meat, as well as cooking cakes, Hu cakes and other items.

In the kitchen, all the cooks and helpers have fat heads and big ears...

A chamberlain came in and said, "Hey! The money and food this month has exceeded again!"

The cook came over and said with a smile: "Isn't it all for His Majesty and the nobles to eat and drink well?"

The chamberlain said: "Don't be too unscrupulous."

"Don't worry." The cook smiled and said, "By the way, your share has been sent to the cashier in Dongshi."

The waiter smiled and said: "There are quite a few. But don't go too far, you idiot. A chicken is worth a penny. Is that a chicken made of gold?"

The cook laughed and said, "You don't know, the people who buy things get a profit, the people in the kitchen get a profit, and the people in charge also get a profit. If we don't raise the price, it won't work!"

"Our share." The waiter looked at the cook, "It's missing!"

The cook smiled bitterly and nodded for a long time, "You know what I'm doing, I'll add half a percent next month."

The chamberlain shook his head, "One percent!"

The cook was really smiling bitterly, "Then... I'm afraid I can't buy a chicken for a penny."

"Then add it." The chamberlain said calmly: "Yesterday, His Majesty rewarded Mrs. Guo Guo with five hundred thousand dollars. Damn, think about it, even if it's two dollars for a chicken, how many years will it take? Add

!”

"Countless!"

The waiter left humming a tune, and the cook turned around and said, "Jiajiajia, mother, how much money can't you spend?"

A middle-aged man who was helping the cook squatted beside him, peeling garlic, and sighed: "Isn't it all being added to the people's heads? These people are not afraid of driving the people into trouble."

…

"The common people are nothing!"

Several officials were muttering in a corner of the imperial city.

"The Chang'an army stopped halfway, saying that it was waiting for the southern Xinjiang army. But a memorial came from the southern Xinjiang side, crying for poverty, saying that there was nothing...money and food rewards, but I was afraid that the soldiers would make a fuss. No, some people suggested that the taxes should be paid

Mention some. Some people objected, saying that the people are already overwhelmed, and if we raise taxes again, won’t we be afraid of war everywhere?”

"Didn't someone say that? The common people are nothing!" An official sneered: "The common people are nothing, so what is he? Counting hundreds or thousands of years, whose ancestors are the common people?"

"Silence! The father-in-law is here."

Yang Songcheng and several officials were preparing to enter the palace.

"I've met the father-in-law."

Several officials saluted.

Yang Songcheng nodded casually, followed by Zheng Qi beside him, and said in a low voice: "The Zhou family has been heavily guarded recently. The steward of his family has spread word to the outside world, saying that if the Zhou family cannot be killed, don't blame the Zhou family for revenge."

"Zhou still thinks that Northern Xinjiang can support his family?" Someone sneered, "The Northern Xinjiang army is still in the Ningxing area. It is said that the Shegu people are fierce. Perhaps, this battle can last for another half a year. The Chang'an army took advantage of the situation and attacked.

Having lost his old lair and lost his foundation, Yang Shun is not far from defeat."

"Prince of the State, the Zhou family has a lot of young men in the farms all over the country. Recently, I have found that they are practicing in several places. It can be seen that they are up to something evil. Do you want to report it?" said an official.

"Is it only the Zhou family that is being trained now?" Yang Songcheng said lightly.

Zheng Qi said with a smile: "Many people are practicing. It's funny to say that the same is true at Jianyun Temple. Chang Sheng said that thieves are rampant now and often rob farms. The Buddha also has a Vajra with angry eyes, which should be practiced to protect the tenant farmers.

.”

"The key is the Southern Xinjiang Army." Yang Songcheng said, "Urge."

"Yes." Zheng Qi said: "By the way, Liang Jing has been targeting Shi Zhongtang, and something can be done about this matter."

Everyone entered the palace and the emperor had already arrived.

"A memorial has arrived from southern Xinjiang." The emperor looked unhappy, "Shi Zhongtang said that there are many complaints in the army."

Liang Jing said: "Your Majesty, I think this person can be replaced."

This is undisguised hostility.

"Xiang Liang said it lightly." Zheng Qi was waiting for this opportunity and sneered: "It is said that Southern Xinjiang is quite dissatisfied with Xiang Liang, saying that Liang Xiang has repeatedly targeted Southern Xinjiang. Didn't Shang Guogong mention it in his last memorial?

About this matter?"

"This person is too fake." Liang Jing really didn't like Shi Zhongtang at all. "It's not safe to let him take charge of the southern Xinjiang army."

"That's His Majesty's adopted son, how can it be so unsafe?" Zheng Qi retorted, "If you hadn't repeatedly made things difficult for Southern Xinjiang, why wouldn't the army be able to do it?"
To be continued...