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 became popular because it spread when it was used by the Ansu Army, spread to Liao Kingdom, and then gradually spread to it Bianjing.

Just because of this—maybe coupled with the rough style of the hammock, many people actually think it is a product of the Liao Kingdom, but this is all for later.

A few days later, Yun Yanhui and his group arrived at the Ansu Army on the West Hebei Road. It was autumn, and the grass outside the city seemed a little barren.It may be difficult to imagine how much income such a discussion field can bring to Da Song.

The Song Dynasty set up trading sites for the neighboring countries. The annual business tax of a trading site is at least [-] guan, and the Ansu Army is more than [-] guan, not to mention the total income.After all, as an official trading place, many transactions here are carried out by the imperial court, and that is the big one.

It is such huge profits that have attracted countless people to smuggle trade.

It is true that the Liao State has a greater demand for Song State's goods, and the tea alone can make the Song State make a lot of money.This situation also applies to other countries. After all, the current Song Dynasty is the out-and-out economic and cultural center.

Because of this, every time the border situation is tense, economic sanctions are also a very important means, and they are always playing hooligans: if your country does this again, we will close the market!

Then, the other party will most likely admit defeat...

Yun Yan sat back on the carriage, looking at 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 blue eyes were also shining...

Shuangyi said worriedly: "It won't be disfigured, right?"

"..." Yun Yanhui was immersed in national pride, but when he was said this, his face immediately pulled down.

That's right, he didn't have the balance ability of Shuangyi, so he fell to the street, but there's no need to keep talking, right?It's been three days, three days away!

Xiaobao also came over, "It's okay, you can see that it has faded a lot, but you have to keep applying the medicine. Brother Yan, the smell is not good, but for your face, you must wipe it every day."

"Understood..." Yun Yan returned to being cared by his siblings, it was really sweet and sad.

But no matter how complicated Yun Yan's mood is, the Zhijun of the Ansu Army has already come out of the city to welcome him.

The name of the known army here is Shao Tingyi, a rare military officer.Although Zhijun has to lead troops, most of these official positions are now filled by civilian officials.When the regime was established in the early Song Dynasty, military officers and states were mostly known by military officers. After the country stabilized, they began to be afraid of this and that, and civil servants gradually replaced military officials in important positions.However, the Ansu army was located at the border, and the imperial court probably considered this and chose to appoint a more courageous military officer.

Shao Tingyi led the Ansu Army officials to receive them, including the officials in charge of the forum. He was nearly forty years old, with a small beard, and he was not shy when he sang and saluted.

Shao Tingyi speaks with a Bianjing accent, after all, he came to know the border from Bianjing, "The last time I met the envoy Xuanyu was seven or eight years ago, may I ask the king if he is safe?"

Shao Tingyi didn't shy away from it, and started a relationship with Zhao Yunchu when he opened his mouth.

Yun Yan looked back at his demeanor and demeanor with cold eyes, but felt that he was different from the straightforward appearance on the surface, and he still had a bit of a heart.

Zhao Yunchu answered politely, pretending to be very similar, as if he really came here just to exploit Liao and Xixia's money, and he didn't even look at the officials in charge of the discussion.

Shao Tingyi then invited Xuan Yushi and his party into 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 from everywhere, and they are all here to do business.

Every country has ever set up a market, either because of convenient transportation or an important military location. The Ansu Army is obviously the latter, and there are quite a lot of troops stationed here.

Zhao Yunchu and the others stayed in the yamen, although there was an inn, but Zhao Yunchu felt that the conditions here were better and more suitable for Yunyan to return, and 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. As the backyard of the yamen, although there is no violation of regulations, it is also extremely extravagant within the allowable range. Shao Tingyi saw them sizing up the furnishings and said with a smile: "It's all from the predecessors. I don’t understand this.”

Zhao Yunchu nodded, noncommittal.

Shao Tingyi cured the banquet, and there were singing and dancing performances during the banquet.

Zhao Yunchu immediately became more lively, and after drinking for three rounds, he pulled Shao Tingyi and said, "I'll call you Uncle Shi..."

Shao Tingyi waved his hands again and again, with a look of fear on his face, "Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it!"

Zhao Yunchu pressed his shoulder, "Uncle Shi, have you seen these people I brought?" He glanced at Shao Tingyi, "One is a good friend of mine, and his family is in the silk business .”

Shao Tingyi suddenly relaxed, "Hehe, hehe, silk business."

Silk trading also occupies a relatively important part of market trading.

"Yes, he intends to take the route of Liao Kingdom, but he is not very familiar with this place. I have a few shares in him, so I will bring him this time. Uncle Shi, please recommend someone for him." It's over." The recommendation, of course, is to introduce the officials in the discussion field.

"That's natural." People in the Song Dynasty had a strong business atmosphere, Shao Tingyi didn't have any doubts, and called Liu Yong, the officer in charge of the discussion room.

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

He casually used Zheng Ling's name.

Shao Tingyi hadn't been in Beijing for a few years, so he naturally didn't know a small yamen who worked in the Hanlin Academy of Painting.

Yun Yan Hui also sang in a similar manner, saying: "Zheng Ling, Zheng Feibo."

Liu Yong smiled, and when he came over, he chatted with Yunyan friendly about silk, Yunyan said a few words with a reserved face, not very face-saving.

A trace of displeasure flashed in Liu Yong's eyes, but because Zhao Yunchu was present, he forbearance and did not say anything.

After the banquet was over, Liu Yong said to Shao Tingyi very displeasedly: "That's all for the little prince, he is a clan, and the little boy he brought is really a little bastard, and he puts on airs with me."

"Hmph, although the little prince didn't say a few words to him, but have you seen that expression? The little boy is obviously selling his ass. You hold me back, ask him out, and find out the details!" Shao Tingyi Said coldly.

Liu Yong sobered up a little, "What?"

Shao Tingyi said: "The eight kings are about to rise up, and the officials want to use the clan. If we pull him to do it together, it can be regarded as throwing a wooden peach. But, you have to see clearly whether they are interested or not."

Liu Yong pondered for a while, "Okay."

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The next day, someone came to find Yunyan, saying that Liu Yong invited him out for a drink and wanted to introduce him to the venue.

The visitor looked at Zhao Yunchu and said, "That's right, Liu Yong is very caring", and asked Yunyan to follow him.

Liu Yong invited Yun Yan back to the restaurant, besides him, there were several other officials and two acquainted businessmen during the banquet.

"Brother Feibo, come, come."

Hearing Liu Yong's peer treatment, Yun Yan didn't refuse, she sat down carelessly, sniffed the wine, "Well, good wine!"

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

"Huh." Yun Yan drank a glass of wine in silence, choked a little at the time, her face flushed, and she was a little embarrassed, but because she was a young man, it only made people feel funny and interesting.

There was a burst of laughter during the dinner, and the atmosphere became much warmer, "Be careful, little brother, this is no better than the soft rice wine that people in Tokyo drink."

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

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

After a few rounds of drinking, everyone ordered to drink, and Yun Yanhui chatted with Liu Yong one after another.

The businessman invited by Liu Yong got drunk and stood up and said, "Zheng Xiaolang, your family makes silk, so come and see me!"

He showed his robe to Yunyan, it was not obvious that he was sitting before, and he didn't speak, now everyone looked closely, only to find that this cloud-patterned robe is actually made of Kesi!

One inch of tapestry and one inch of gold, such a robe, how much time and money does it take?

Everyone present couldn't help but swallowed.

Yun Yan turned her mouth back, but a sneer appeared, "What is it, is it worth showing off?"

The man stared, "What did you say?"

"Teach you to be good, even Kesi, there is also a distinction between up and down, don't yell at everything." Yun Yanhui also stood up, sneered, stepped on the stool, and took it from her arms. He took out a handkerchief, threw it on the table, raised his chin slightly, "The handkerchief I wipe my mouth with is worth more than your clothes."

Blowing so hard?

Someone pawed and pulled the veil twice, and unfolded the veil. This time, it was found that this veil was also made of silk, and the pattern on it was clearly a lifelike picture of a camellia nymph and a butterfly. Just by looking at the natural color transition, one can imagine the craftsman It took countless kinds of similar silk threads to switch to make it, and the arrangement of the threads is even more delicate and ingenious.I don't know who wrote the original painting, it's very vivid.

In recent years, everyone can feel that the popular style of Kesi works is slowly changing to grandeur, chasing the aesthetics of the palace.

Coupled with the exquisiteness of this work, what Zheng Ling said is correct, it might be worth more than that person's entire robe.

Seeing that the businessman swallowed dryly, Yun Yan returned to pick up the handkerchief with a little drunkenness, laughed, and threw it into the stove where the wine was hot, and the fire froze, burning the silk handkerchief to ashes in an instant!

Liu Yong: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Well, what a prodigal son...

Liu Yong swallowed his saliva, and his eyes became a little hot. If he just imagined what Shao Tingyi said before, giving them a little sweetness and pleasing the clan, then now, he really wants to work closely with this Zheng Ling.

Such top-notch Kesi works are generally digested in the Song Dynasty, which makes the Liao people very envious, and there is no market for the price.But this prodigal son was burned casually... I thought he was arrogant before, but now it seems that he is still humble!Could this be an ordinary silk merchant?

Liu Yong got excited and stood up.

Yun Yan replied: "What?"

"No, it's nothing," Liu Yong laughed dryly, "I'll toast you again, Brother Feibo, you're so bold."

"I'm too strong to drink..." Yun Yan evaded back.

Liu Yong stuffed the cup into his hand, "Is it because I'm too strong to drink, or because I'm afraid?"

A flash of embarrassment flashed across Yunyan's eyes, and she probably thought of the choking moment before, how could she be willing to lose it again after finally earning her face back, so she gritted her teeth and drank the cup full, the drunkenness in her eyes deepened.

A cunning flashed in Liu Yong's eyes, drink it, you won't die of drunkenness, you little boy from Tokyo.