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车<></span>马夫自去附近的马廊寄存车辆<></span>顾昭便沿着上京的大街往九里走<></span>
上京有一百多个里坊<></span>城市规划的相当规范<></span>平民<></span>庶民<></span>贵族<></span>皇族各有各的地儿<></span>三庙<></span>九市<></span>错落有序<></span>
顾昭随意到达的这条旧街是民街<></span>平时大哥是不许他来的<></span>
<></span>七爷<></span><></span>身后有人高声叫了一声<></span>
顾昭就奇怪了<></span>这上京竟然有人识得自己<></span>他一回头<></span>却看到廖北来<></span>愚耕先生<></span>
<></span>七爷好<></span><></span>廖北来施礼<></span>
顾昭看着跑的满头大汗<></span>脚下的草履都有些松散了<></span>于是回礼<></span>笑着问：<></span>先生跑的这么急<></span>是打那里来<></span><></span>
愚耕先生擦了一下汗<></span>很坦白的答：<></span>自是府里<></span>夫人不放心<></span>就叫我赶来了<></span><></span>
顾昭点点头：<></span>麻烦你了<></span><></span>说完<></span>看看那条旧街<></span>又回头看看愚耕先生问：<></span>能进去吗<></span><></span>
愚耕先生笑笑：<></span>这街叫叫下司马<></span>那边还有上司马<></span>住在这里的人多为匠人<></span>以前都是服役匠人在此居住<></span>做酿酒<></span>盐业<></span>铜器的归大司农管着<></span>住下司马<></span>那边上司马的<></span>归少府管着<></span>住的是御制匠人<></span>下司马的匠人松散一点<></span>这边确比上司马要热闹的<></span><></span>
两人说着闲话<></span>一边走<></span>一边往里溜达<></span>这下司马里<></span>现如今也住平民百姓<></span>只要是上京大了<></span>人越来越混了<></span>很多匠人家原本大屋子<></span>就收拾干净了出租给书生<></span>京官<></span>自己全家搬到郊区<></span>自然作坊也搬到了郊区<></span>
一入下司马<></span>满眼的商铺尽显这个时代匠人的风采<></span>这古人开店忒别扭<></span>卖针的就只卖针<></span>卖酒器的便只经营爵<></span>角<></span>尊……卖食器的就只卖<></span>鼎<></span>碗盘<></span>瓮<></span>卖水器的就只经营鉴<></span>盘<></span>卖农器的自然也是犁头<></span>锄头放那边展示<></span>
一路上<></span>愚耕先生是滔滔不绝<></span>有些店铺的历史他比掌柜都门清<></span>倒是顾昭很少说话<></span>毕竟看着这些东西<></span>无法不使他产生敬畏感<></span>这里所有的器皿都体现了这一代古人的科学生产力<></span>
他们走了一会<></span>东西倒是没买<></span>顾昭却停在一个卖履的摊子前<></span>愚耕先生奇怪的看着他<></span>想提醒他府里有专门制鞋的工奴<></span>可是不怎么又闭了嘴<></span>
顾昭挑了两样的鞋子<></span>一双方头步履<></span>一双皮履<></span>他挑好样子对愚耕先生说：<></span>先生试试<></span>方头的这几天穿<></span>皮的冬天穿<></span><></span>
哎<></span>这竟然是给自己买的吗<></span>愚耕先生惊讶的要掉下巴<></span>这年月<></span>不<></span>看历史吧<></span>除非主人<></span>君子<></span>贵族看中士人的才干才会贴心的对他好<></span>但是那些东西多叫赐予<></span>封赏……主子亲自给人买鞋子<></span>假的吧<></span>
顾昭不知道自己的行为多么的不合时宜<></span>倒是转身又盯上了一堆漂亮的珠绣小鞋子<></span>那珠子未必值钱<></span>可鞋子上坠了漂亮的花瓣珠儿<></span>这个给丫头穿一定很好看<></span>
于是<></span>顾昭又不合时宜的给小侄孙女买了平民孩子才穿的鞋子<></span>
付了钱<></span>顾昭扭脸<></span>却看到愚耕先生正捧着鞋子哭<></span>他吓了一跳<></span>
<></span>先生怎么了<></span><></span>
愚耕先生没说话<></span>只是很珍惜的将挑选好的两双鞋子抱在怀里<></span>低着头<></span>不再说话<></span>就只是跟着<></span>
顾昭自己到别扭了<></span>于是他的话倒是多了起来<></span>
<></span>愚耕先生<></span>家里有几人<></span><></span>
愚耕先生抬头<></span>脸上的表情无比诚恳：<></span>只有一个老妻<></span>两个儿子<></span>俱都娶妻了<></span>孙男孙女有六个……早先<></span>也有女儿<></span>可惜幼年夭折<></span>现在他们住在外城的庄子上<></span>房子是老爷前几年帮着置办的<></span>哎<></span>廖某无能连累妻儿只能在农庄受苦<></span><></span>
顾昭窘然<></span>我没问你那么多啊<></span>于是他又不合时宜了：<></span>农庄好啊<></span>空气好<></span>对身体好<></span><></span>
愚耕纳闷：<></span>哎<></span>气……何气<></span><></span>
顾昭站在那里<></span>叉着腰<></span>猛的吸了一口气道：<></span>此乃……吸气<></span>走吧<></span>走吧<></span>愁死我了<></span><></span>
两人这一走<></span>便走到街头<></span>街头那边却是贩卖人口牲畜的人市<></span>马市<></span>
牛马往牲口栏里赶着<></span>人也是往牲口栏里赶着<></span>顾昭很不得劲的看着<></span>他也有下奴<></span>也买过人<></span>其实<></span>到达这个社会<></span>按规矩走<></span>这个他懂得<></span>反抗社会那是大罪<></span>所以他最多独善其身<></span>从来不参与这样的事情<></span>可是这样眼睁睁的看着卖人却是第一次的<></span>
被驱赶的奴隶<></span>有人忽然摔倒<></span>旁边立刻过来几个兵丁<></span>舞着鞭子<></span>大声呼喝恐吓着拿鞭子抽<></span>那些奴隶们并不哭泣<></span>俱都低着头<></span>一个挨一个的老实的在那边蹲着<></span>
人市边有个木台<></span>下面站着买主<></span>这些买主俱都是司马街的匠人家户<></span>买了人回去做工奴<></span>
顾昭四下看了一眼<></span>指着人市边上的一群奴隶问：<></span>为何纹面<></span><></span>
愚耕的脸上带了一丝不屑：<></span>他们原都是乌康的自由民<></span>圣上好心将他们牵到土地肥沃的去处<></span>可他们却跑了<></span>如今<></span>国库空虚<></span>一丛丁五百人<></span>从乌康跋山涉水不知道要花费多少<></span>这些狗才却半路上逃跑了<></span>所以就此成了纹面奴<></span>七爷莫要看他们<></span>这些人是没人买的<></span>怕是撑不了几天了<></span><></span>
愚耕是个读书人<></span>所以<></span>也不忍见便拉着顾昭离开了<></span>
顾昭轻轻摇头<></span>叹息了一句：<></span>丁不是这样迁的<></span><></span>
愚耕眼睛一亮<></span>想问<></span>又摸了一下怀里的鞋履便又忍住了<></span></P></DIV>
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车<></span>马夫自去附近的马廊寄存车辆<></span>顾昭便沿着上京的大街往九里走<></span>
上京有一百多个里坊<></span>城市规划的相当规范<></span>平民<></span>庶民<></span>贵族<></span>皇族各有各的地儿<></span>三庙<></span>九市<></span>错落有序<></span>
顾昭随意到达的这条旧街是民街<></span>平时大哥是不许他来的<></span>
<></span>七爷<></span><></span>身后有人高声叫了一声<></span>
顾昭就奇怪了<></span>这上京竟然有人识得自己<></span>他一回头<></span>却看到廖北来<></span>愚耕先生<></span>
<></span>七爷好<></span><></span>廖北来施礼<></span>
顾昭看着跑的满头大汗<></span>脚下的草履都有些松散了<></span>于是回礼<></span>笑着问：<></span>先生跑的这么急<></span>是打那里来<></span><></span>
愚耕先生擦了一下汗<></span>很坦白的答：<></span>自是府里<></span>夫人不放心<></span>就叫我赶来了<></span><></span>
顾昭点点头：<></span>麻烦你了<></span><></span>说完<></span>看看那条旧街<></span>又回头看看愚耕先生问：<></span>能进去吗<></span><></span>
愚耕先生笑笑：<></span>这街叫叫下司马<></span>那边还有上司马<></span>住在这里的人多为匠人<></span>以前都是服役匠人在此居住<></span>做酿酒<></span>盐业<></span>铜器的归大司农管着<></span>住下司马<></span>那边上司马的<></span>归少府管着<></span>住的是御制匠人<></span>下司马的匠人松散一点<></span>这边确比上司马要热闹的<></span><></span>
两人说着闲话<></span>一边走<></span>一边往里溜达<></span>这下司马里<></span>现如今也住平民百姓<></span>只要是上京大了<></span>人越来越混了<></span>很多匠人家原本大屋子<></span>就收拾干净了出租给书生<></span>京官<></span>自己全家搬到郊区<></span>自然作坊也搬到了郊区<></span>
一入下司马<></span>满眼的商铺尽显这个时代匠人的风采<></span>这古人开店忒别扭<></span>卖针的就只卖针<></span>卖酒器的便只经营爵<></span>角<></span>尊……卖食器的就只卖<></span>鼎<></span>碗盘<></span>瓮<></span>卖水器的就只经营鉴<></span>盘<></span>卖农器的自然也是犁头<></span>锄头放那边展示<></span>
一路上<></span>愚耕先生是滔滔不绝<></span>有些店铺的历史他比掌柜都门清<></span>倒是顾昭很少说话<></span>毕竟看着这些东西<></span>无法不使他产生敬畏感<></span>这里所有的器皿都体现了这一代古人的科学生产力<></span>
他们走了一会<></span>东西倒是没买<></span>顾昭却停在一个卖履的摊子前<></span>愚耕先生奇怪的看着他<></span>想提醒他府里有专门制鞋的工奴<></span>可是不怎么又闭了嘴<></span>
顾昭挑了两样的鞋子<></span>一双方头步履<></span>一双皮履<></span>他挑好样子对愚耕先生说：<></span>先生试试<></span>方头的这几天穿<></span>皮的冬天穿<></span><></span>
哎<></span>这竟然是给自己买的吗<></span>愚耕先生惊讶的要掉下巴<></span>这年月<></span>不<></span>看历史吧<></span>除非主人<></span>君子<></span>贵族看中士人的才干才会贴心的对他好<></span>但是那些东西多叫赐予<></span>封赏……主子亲自给人买鞋子<></span>假的吧<></span>
顾昭不知道自己的行为多么的不合时宜<></span>倒是转身又盯上了一堆漂亮的珠绣小鞋子<></span>那珠子未必值钱<></span>可鞋子上坠了漂亮的花瓣珠儿<></span>这个给丫头穿一定很好看<></span>
于是<></span>顾昭又不合时宜的给小侄孙女买了平民孩子才穿的鞋子<></span>
付了钱<></span>顾昭扭脸<></span>却看到愚耕先生正捧着鞋子哭<></span>他吓了一跳<></span>
<></span>先生怎么了<></span><></span>
愚耕先生没说话<></span>只是很珍惜的将挑选好的两双鞋子抱在怀里<></span>低着头<></span>不再说话<></span>就只是跟着<></span>
顾昭自己到别扭了<></span>于是他的话倒是多了起来<></span>
<></span>愚耕先生<></span>家里有几人<></span><></span>
愚耕先生抬头<></span>脸上的表情无比诚恳：<></span>只有一个老妻<></span>两个儿子<></span>俱都娶妻了<></span>孙男孙女有六个……早先<></span>也有女儿<></span>可惜幼年夭折<></span>现在他们住在外城的庄子上<></span>房子是老爷前几年帮着置办的<></span>哎<></span>廖某无能连累妻儿只能在农庄受苦<></span><></span>
顾昭窘然<></span>我没问你那么多啊<></span>于是他又不合时宜了：<></span>农庄好啊<></span>空气好<></span>对身体好<></span><></span>
愚耕纳闷：<></span>哎<></span>气……何气<></span><></span>
顾昭站在那里<></span>叉着腰<></span>猛的吸了一口气道：<></span>此乃……吸气<></span>走吧<></span>走吧<></span>愁死我了<></span><></span>
两人这一走<></span>便走到街头<></span>街头那边却是贩卖人口牲畜的人市<></span>马市<></span>
牛马往牲口栏里赶着<></span>人也是往牲口栏里赶着<></span>顾昭很不得劲的看着<></span>他也有下奴<></span>也买过人<></span>其实<></span>到达这个社会<></span>按规矩走<></span>这个他懂得<></span>反抗社会那是大罪<></span>所以他最多独善其身<></span>从来不参与这样的事情<></span>可是这样眼睁睁的看着卖人却是第一次的<></span>
被驱赶的奴隶<></span>有人忽然摔倒<></span>旁边立刻过来几个兵丁<></span>舞着鞭子<></span>大声呼喝恐吓着拿鞭子抽<></span>那些奴隶们并不哭泣<></span>俱都低着头<></span>一个挨一个的老实的在那边蹲着<></span>
人市边有个木台<></span>下面站着买主<></span>这些买主俱都是司马街的匠人家户<></span>买了人回去做工奴<></span>
顾昭四下看了一眼<></span>指着人市边上的一群奴隶问：<></span>为何纹面<></span><></span>
愚耕的脸上带了一丝不屑：<></span>他们原都是乌康的自由民<></span>圣上好心将他们牵到土地肥沃的去处<></span>可他们却跑了<></span>如今<></span>国库空虚<></span>一丛丁五百人<></span>从乌康跋山涉水不知道要花费多少<></span>这些狗才却半路上逃跑了<></span>所以就此成了纹面奴<></span>七爷莫要看他们<></span>这些人是没人买的<></span>怕是撑不了几天了<></span><></span>
愚耕是个读书人<></span>所以<></span>也不忍见便拉着顾昭离开了<></span>
顾昭轻轻摇头<></span>叹息了一句：<></span>丁不是这样迁的<></span><></span>
愚耕眼睛一亮<></span>想问<></span>又摸了一下怀里的鞋履便又忍住了<></span></P></DIV>
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