Ordinary people don't pay much attention to weddings, especially in small border towns like Changle County.
Nan and his wife have recently been talked about behind their backs because of their intention to regret their marriage.
In order to calm down the turmoil as soon as possible, they also hope that Axiu and Lu Sanlang can get married as soon as possible.
I am also worried that if things go on for a long time, something will happen.
If that happens, it will be difficult for Axiu to find a good family in the future.
On the Lu family side, Mother Lu Sanye already liked Axiu's character, and she also knew that her third son liked Axiu.
If he missed this marriage, the stubborn donkey would not know how long it would take before he would let up and talk about marriage again.
Since the Nan family wanted to get married early, they should get married early.
With the county magistrate as a guarantee and the Tang army's great victory, it was indeed the right time to get married at this time.
At the end of July, the Lu family married Axiu from the Nan family and held a banquet at home.
In addition to the relatives of the two families, all the servants who worked with Lu San in the government office also went there.
Some of them had to work today, so they just showed up.
We had a meal, and those who didn’t have to work as errands naturally wanted to stay and have a drink.
Luo Yong also went, and sure enough he and the young couple prepared a generous gift: a set of cashmere sweaters for both men and women, a Yanerfei, a set of thirty fine needles, and two jars of canned oranges.
Forget about the previous ones, the Changle people had never eaten this last can of oranges.
They heard that these oranges were produced in Huainan, thousands of miles away from them.
It took a lot of manpower and material resources to transport these two cans here.
"I was very happy to hear about the great victory of the Tang Army recently.
I just happened to catch up with the wedding between the Lu family and the Nan family, so I took out this can of oranges today to celebrate with everyone."
While they were talking, someone brought stacks of stoneware bowls over.
Luo Yong opened a can and divided several bowls in front of everyone.
Then he handed the spoon to Nalu Weng and asked him to distribute it to everyone.
Lu Weng reached out and took the wooden spoon handed to him by Luo Yong, carefully distributing it one spoon at a time.
Infinitely good literature, all in Jinjiang Literature City This is the first time he has seen oranges in his life.
It is indeed a blessing to be able to share canned oranges with everyone today.
The wooden spoon was gently swung in the can jar, and the fragrant and sweet orange smell floated out.
A spoonful of the can was scooped up, and the crystal clear orange-red orange flesh was in the clear and slightly yellow.
Half floating and half sinking in the soup Many people present had their eyes fixed at this moment, and the sounds of swallowing could be heard all the time.
Lu Weng asked his helpers to carry bowls of canned oranges to each table and distribute them to everyone.
As a result, these ordinary people living in a small border town tasted canned oranges for the first time in their lives.
For this small border town where everything is dry, the taste of canned oranges is amazing Luo Yong heard these people clicking their tongues as they ate, but he pretended not to hear them.
When he saw some people picking up pottery bowls and licking the bottom of the bowls, he pretended not to see them.
In this barren age, licking the bottom of the bowl is too common.
I remember when he first woke up, Siniang and Goro loved to lick the bottom of the bowl after finishing their porridge.
Infinitely good literature, all in Jinjiang Literature City "Half of my body has been buried.
I never thought that I would be able to eat oranges one day in my lifetime.
It is really thanks to Magistrate Luo," an old man at the table sighed.
"What's this?"
Luo Yong waved his hand and said: "I heard that since the cement road to Chang'an was opened from Liangzhou City, some merchants have often brought various canned fruits over, and the ordinary wealthy households in Liangzhou City can buy and eat them.
If one day we have The cement road can also be opened, and you can also eat canned fruits. " "How long will it take?"
Everyone didn't believe it.
"We have nothing to do here, so why did the saint have to go through so much trouble to make people build this road?"
"Our place is not much closer to Liangzhou City than Chang'an is to Liangzhou City."
"It's even canned fruit.
I'm afraid I won't have to think about it in this life."
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"After having this meal today, I have no regrets."
At the wedding banquet, everyone ate, drank, talked and laughed, but no one took Luo Yong's words seriously.
They just thought that Magistrate Luo was joking with them.
After all, he was a joker in the first place.
For the people of Changle at this time, it was absolutely unimaginable that fruits from Huainan and Lingnan would be transported to them and become part of their daily lives.
Luo Yong did not take these people seriously.
This kind of thing was originally very common.
Just like people in the 1970s and 1980s could not imagine things like laptops and smartphones in the 21st century, human thoughts will inevitably be affected by the times.
Limitations, those who can break through these limitations are geniuses.
Luo Yong is not a genius, he just has an experience that is different from ordinary people.
"Come here, you two."
Luo Yong smiled and waved to Lu San's two younger siblings.
""The two children came over a little nervously, and they could vaguely guess why Luo Yong called him over.
"Take it and eat it."
Luo Yong handed them his bowl of canned food.
A total of two cans were opened tonight.
With so many people coming to have the wedding banquet, each person could only get a bowl, and even less when it was the Lu family's turn in the end.
After all, Luo Yong is the one with the highest status among everyone present tonight.
No one can be missing this can without him.
"No, no need."
The older boy refused.
"My sister and I sent a lot of them, including this bowl."
Luo Yong said with a smile.
The two children turned back to look at the faces of their adults.
Seeing that they had no intention of stopping them, they reached out and took it: "Thank you, magistrate."
If it were in the 21st century, Luo Yong would not easily pass the food he had eaten to other people's children.
But it is very different now.
Children from poor families can't even eat enough to eat, so how can they have so much?
Be particular about it.
Canned oranges are already rare when transported from the south to Chang'an City.
They are rare when transported from Chang'an City to Liangzhou City.
They are even more valuable and rare when transported from Liangzhou City to Changle County.
In the past three to five years now, ordinary people will definitely not be able to afford it.
The old couple of the Lu family came over to thank Luo Yong, and Luo Yong told them not to pay too much attention to themselves and to entertain other guests.
Luo Yong often walks on the streets on weekdays, and many people in the city have talked to him.
Even if he, the county magistrate, is here at this time, everyone still needs to eat food and drink, and the atmosphere is also the same.
It's more casual and not very formal.
The men were drinking, the women were chatting, and groups of children were running in and out of the yard.
In the past, Luo Yong was a little impatient with these things.
In the past two years, he has somehow begun to like this kind of atmosphere.
I don't know if it's because this era is too boring and barren, or because he, Luo Yong, finally doesn't care.
Draw the ground again to restrain yourself.
Qiao Junlin was being dragged to have a drink by a group of servants.
A group of young men were shouting and drinking, but Qiao Junlin was quite relaxed and had a great time eating with these people.
The older this kid Qiao Junlin is, the more people can't see through him.
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It seems that he is diligent in his study, and he behaves like a scholar when talking to Tang Jian and others.
On the other hand, he can get along well with these noisy servants.
Good.
Being capable of literature and martial arts, and being able to get along well with anyone, is naturally a good thing, but what does he really like?
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Sometimes he will inevitably mutter in his heart, is this kid Qiao Junlin going to become a sperm?
The wedding was a joyful and enjoyable one, and Magistrate Luo didn't get up until three o'clock in the morning on the second day.
As a result, he had just woken up and before finishing breakfast, he heard news that gave him a headache.
Earlier, the Dunhuang County Magistrate came to him specifically, just for the household registration matter.
He and Luo Yong gave many warnings and told him not to rob his Dunhuang household registration.
Luo Yong also explained this matter clearly to the officials under him.
For the recently added households, everyone must carefully check them before adding them to the household registration.
As a result, no matter how careful you are, it is inevitable that someone will slip through the net, and that person is either from other places or from Dunhuang.
Dunhuang is such a wonderful place.
Who would have thought that that person would not wait for the good city of Dunhuang, but instead go to their small and broken city in Changle County to become a household registration?
I heard that this man was a die-hard fan of Luo Yong.
Because Luo Yong was the magistrate of Changle County, he was very optimistic about the development prospects of Changle County, so he wanted to get his household registration, so he gave it to him.
Luo Yong encountered such a big problem.
Now that the matter has come to this, the county chief registrar and others dare not hide it, so they quickly report it to Luo Yong.
After Luo Yong heard about it, he thought about it and felt that this matter should not be covered up.
He should cover it up again and again to avoid covering up a bad sore.
So he decided to write a letter of divorce to the Dunhuang County Magistrate and apologize to him. , and send some good gifts, hoping that the big problem can be reduced to a small one.
When Qiao Junlin came back from the wine shop this afternoon, he saw that Luo Yong had just finished writing a letter and was putting the ink on the table to dry, so he went over to take a look.
The two of them still sleep in the same room, and the study room is also shared.
If it is something relatively confidential, Luo Yong will avoid him.
If it is placed in the room or the study room like this, it can be given to him.
He saw it.
Luo Yong wrote this letter very seriously, with sincere words and a good attitude in admitting his mistakes.
But at the end of this letter, the signature is a bit strange: Er Plate Coffin Luo "What are you doing?"
Qiao Junlin pointed at those words and asked Luo Yongdao rather amusingly.
"I'm just being cute with him."
Saburo replied.
I just don’t know if the trick of being cute will work well in the officialdom of the Tang Dynasty.
It seems to work quite well in the 21st century.
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