The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

Although Yun Yanhui’s hammock failed to save him, and he did not promote it in Bianjing, this thing still became popular because it was spread when he was used by An Sujun, and it spread to the Liao State, and then it was gradually introduced. Bianjing.

Just because of this—may also add the rough style of the hammock. Many people actually think that this is a product of the Liao State, but this is all something to say.

A few days later, Yun Yanhui and his party arrived at An Sujun, Hebei West Road. It was autumn, and it seemed that the grass outside the city was yellow and a little barren. It may be difficult to imagine how much income such a market can bring to Da Song.

Da Song set up a bargaining field for neighboring countries. A bargaining field has at least 50,000 tons of business tax for a year, and An Sujun is even more than 100,000 tons, not to mention the total income. After all, as an official trading place, many transactions here are carried out by the court, and that is the bulk.

It is such huge profits that have attracted countless people to engage in smuggling trade.

It is true that the Liao Kingdom has a greater demand for Song's goods, and the tea alone can make the Song Dynasty profitable. This situation also applies to other countries, after all, the present Da Song Dynasty is an out-and-out economic and cultural center.

For this reason, every time the border situation is tense, economic sanctions are also a very important means, and you will be hooligans at every turn: If your country is like this, we will be shut down!

Then, the other party will recognize counseling...

Yun Yan sat back on the carriage and looked at the top of the city. The sun was shining on his face, the corner of his mouth was thinking about this, he was smiling, his eyes were shining, and the corners of his eyes were also very blue...

Shuangyi said worriedly, "Isn't it going to be broken?"

"..." Yun Yanhui was immersed in the pride of the country. When he said this, his face suddenly fell.

That's right, he doesn't have the balance ability of Shuangyi, so he is on the street, but there is no need to keep talking, right? Three days have passed, three days!

Xiaobao also came over, "It's okay, you think it has faded a lot, but you must stick to the medicine. Yan Ge, the smell is not good, but for your face, you must wipe it every day."

"Understood..." Yun Yan returned to being cared by his younger brothers and sisters, it was a mixture of sweetness and sadness.

However, no matter how complicated Yun Yanhui was, An Sujun's Zhijun had already left the city to greet him.

The name of the known army here is Shao Tingyi, and the rare one is a military attaché. Although Zhijun wants to lead troops, most of these official positions are now filled by civilians. At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, the regime immediately used military attaches to know the military and the state. After the country stabilized, they began to be afraid of this and that, and civilian officials gradually replaced the military attaches in positions of power. However, An Sujun was located at the border, and the court probably took this into consideration and chose to appoint a more courageous military officer.

Shao Tingyi led An Sujun officials and officials to receive him, including the official in charge of Quechang. He was nearly forty years old and had a slight beard on his lower jaw.

Shao Tingyi had a Bianjing accent. After all, he came to know the side from Bianjing. "The last time the official and the Xuanyu envoy met, it was seven or eight years ago. Dare to ask the king if his body is safe?"

Shao Tingyi didn't shy away from it, and he got in touch with Zhao Yunchu when he opened his mouth.

Yun Yanhui looked at his manners and manners coldly, but he felt that he was different from the cheerfulness on the face, and he was still a little bit stunned.

Zhao Yunchu replied politely, pretending to be very similar, as if he came here really just to get money from the Liao Kingdom and Xixia, and he has never seen the official in charge of the market.

Shao Tingyi invited the envoy to enter the city. It can be seen that there are many merchants and soldiers coming and going here. At first glance, it sounds a bit like Bianjing, because there are accents everywhere, and they are all from all over the world to do business.

In the past, many countries have set up bargaining grounds, either because of convenient transportation or important military locations. An Sujun is obviously the latter, and there are a lot of troops stationed here.

Zhao Yunchu and the others stayed in Yamen. Although there was an inn, Zhao Yunchu felt that the conditions here were better and more suitable for Yunyanhui. He promised Yunyan to find a place with a better environment.

There is a lot of oil and water at the border, and the sky is high and the emperor is far away. This is the backyard of the Yamen. Although there is no violation of the regulations, it is also extremely luxurious. Shao Tingyi watched them look at the furnishings and said with a smile: I don’t understand this."

Zhao Yunchu nodded without comment.

Shao Tingyi governed the noodles, and there were singing and dancing performances.

Zhao Yunchu acted a little more lively immediately. After he had been drinking for three rounds, he took Shao Tingyi and said, "I call you Uncle Shi..."

Shao Tingyi waved his hand again and again, with a look of trepidation, "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be!"

Zhao Yunchu pressed his shoulder, "Uncle World, have you seen these people I brought?" He glanced at Shao Tingyi, "One of my friends is a good friend of mine. His family trades silk and silk. ."

Shao Tingyi suddenly relaxed, "Ha ha, ha ha, silk and silk trading."

Silk and silk trading also accounts for a relatively important part of the market.

"Yes, he intends to take the line of Liao, but he is not very familiar with this place. I have a few shares of him. Therefore, I will bring him this time, and please introduce him to Uncle Shi. It’s going to happen.” The referral is naturally an official who referred to the market.

"That's natural." The Song people are very business-oriented, and without any doubt, Shao Tingyi called Liu Yong, the official in charge of the market.

Zhao Yunchu also waved and called Yun Yan back, "This is Zheng Ling."

He casually used Zheng Ling's name.

Shao Tingyi has not been mixed in Beijing for several years, so naturally he didn't know a little ya in the Hanlin Academy of Art.

Yun Yanhui also sang like this, saying: "Zheng Ling, Zheng Feibo."

Liu Yong smiled, and when he came over, he talked back to Yun Yan about silk and silk, Yun Yan said a few words with a reserved face, not very face-to-face.

An uncomfortable flashed in Liu Yong's eyes, but because Zhao Yunchu was present, he forbeared and said nothing.

After the banquet was over, Liu Yong said with great displeasure to Shao Tingyi: "That's fine for the little prince, he is a clan family, and the little white face he brought is really a little bastard, and he puts on airs with me."

"Hmph, although the little prince hasn't said a few words to him, but you haven't seen the mood, Xiao Bai's face is clearly a **** seller. You hold back it, ask him out, and get a closer look!" Shao Tingyi Said coldly.

Liu Yong woke up for a few minutes, "What?"

Shao Tingyi said: "The Eight Kings are about to rise up, and the official family will use the clan. If we pull him to do it together, it can be regarded as a peach. But you have to see clearly whether they are interesting."

Liu Yong pondered for a moment, "Okay."

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The next day, someone came back to Yun Yan, saying that Liu Yong had invited him out for a drink and wanted to introduce him to the market.

The visitor looked at Zhao Yunchu and said "Yes, Liu Yong is very caring", and asked Yun Yan to follow him.

Liu Yong invited Yun Yan back to the restaurant. In addition to him, there were several officials in the market and two businessmen who were familiar with each other.

"Brother Feibo, come, come."

Hearing that Liu Yong was so ordinary, Yun Yan did not refuse to turn back, sat down with a grin, and smelled the wine, "Well, good wine!"

"Naturally, this is a good grape wine, but it's a bit strong. Brother Feibo should be careful." Liu Yong said with a smile.

"Humph." Yun Yan drank a glass of wine in silence. He choked at that time, his face flushed, a little embarrassed, but because he was a young person, it only made people feel funny and interesting.

During the banquet, he burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became a lot warmer, "Be careful, brother, this is not as soft as the soft rice wine that people in Tokyo drink."

Yun Yan looked back embarrassed, and unnaturally took another drink slowly.

Liu Yong laughed, "That's it, drink slowly."

After a few rounds of drinking, everyone started to drink, and Yun Yanhui and Liu Yong chatted with each other.

The businessman Liu Yong invited drank too much, and stood up and said, "Zheng Xiaolang, your house makes silk, then you come and see me!"

He showed his robe to Yun Yan to look back. It was not obvious when he was sitting before, and he didn't say a word. At this moment, everyone looked closely and discovered that this moiré robe was actually made of Kesi!

One inch of tapestry and one inch of gold. How much time and money would it take for such a robe?

The people present couldn't help but swallow.

Yun Yan turned back with a sneer, "What is it worth showing up?"

The man glared, "What did you say?"

"Teach you a good boy, it's tapestry. There is a distinction between up and down. Don't yell at everything." Yun Yan stood up, sneered, stepped on the stool and took it from her arms. He took out a veil, threw it on the table, and lifted his chin slightly, "The veil I wiped my mouth is worth more than your clothes."

Blowing so hard?

Someone pulled the veil twice and unfolded the veil. This time it was discovered that the veil was also made of tapestry. The pattern on it was clearly a lifelike picture of camellia butterfly. Just looking at the natural transition of colors, you can imagine the craftsman. It takes countless kinds of similar silk threads to switch to make it, and the cable is even more delicate and ingenious. I don't know who wrote the original painting, it is very smart.

In recent years, everyone can feel that the popular style of Kesi works is slowly shifting towards magnificence, chasing the aesthetics of the palace.

Coupled with the exquisiteness of this work, Zheng Ling is right. Maybe it's worth more than that man's entire robe.

Seeing that the businessman swallowed dryly, Yun Yan picked up the veil back with a slight smile, and then threw it into the hot wine stove casually, vomiting fire, and in a flash, he burned the silk handkerchief to ashes!

Liu Yong: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Okay, what a prodigal...

Liu Yong swallowed his saliva and his eyes became a bit fiery. If he just imagined what Shao Tingyi said before and gave them a bit of sweetness and pleased the clan, then now, he really wants to work closely with Zheng Ling.

Such top-notch Kesi works are generally digested in the Song Dynasty, which makes Liao people really enviable and has no market. However, this prodigal son was burnt at hand... I thought he was arrogant before, but now it seems that he is also humble! Could this be an ordinary silk merchant?

Liu Yong was excited for a while and stood up.

Yun Yan replied: "What?"

"No, it's nothing," Liu Yonggan laughed, "I'll toast you again, Brother Feibo, so generous."

"I can't beat alcohol..." Yun Yan pushed back.

Liu Yong stuffed the cup into his hand, "Is he too strong to drink, or is he afraid?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed in Yun Yan's eyes, and he probably thought of the choke before. He just managed to get his face back, how could he be willing to lose it again, so he gritted his teeth and drank this cup full, and the drunkenness in his eyes became deeper.

A hint of cunning flashed in Liu Yong's eyes, drink it, drunk, you little white face from Tokyo.