Economic and Trade Song Dynasty

Qin Juan was already very tired and sleepy after drinking and eating, but he didn't want people to see it. He stood up with support, still pretending to be cold and majestic.

Immediately after standing up, one hand came to support him. He thought it was Ayiga or Danmu, but when he turned his head, he saw a little servant.

That’s right, Ayiga and the others went to drink with Huhu. He glanced at Huhu who was being drunk, and grinned. He really didn’t have the energy to fight with them, so he said to the little servant: “I I'm so sleepy, you go take care of the adults, and I'm going to sleep."

So, those people didn't see him until he left.

After Qin Juan was led to the room arranged for him, a lieutenant general assigned to him by the previous day immediately came to look for him.

The lieutenant's name is Azaodong, and when Qin Juan first heard his name, he thought of Dong'e Ejiao and Dahongzao...

As soon as A Zaodong came over, he held a large pile of things that he said he had to sign. A Zaodong didn't recognize anything except Uigur and Mongolian.

And these things are available in various scripts of Jurchen Khitan, and the tossing Azaodong has one head and two big ones.

Qin Juan said to A Zaodong: "You take this down first, I'll sleep first and then talk..."

As soon as A Zaodong heard it, he said, "That's not okay. Most of them have come to the government. After talking with several Patriarchs in a while, they must come here. Who told you to disappear for such a long time? You will have to pay back when you come out."

"..." Qin Juan felt that he could fall asleep with his eyes open now, and this state made him look at these things?

Qin Juan didn't listen to his words, fell asleep on the bed.

A Zaodong thought that everything would be fine if he handed everything over to Qin Juan, and after returning home, he sat in the camp tent and played the motouqin with a few soldiers and hummed a little song, waiting for the adults from Dadu to come to check in the evening.

Gambling was not allowed in the barracks, and playing the piano and singing became the main way to relax during rest.

After Qin Juan fell asleep, snow began to fall outside the window again, and a thick layer had accumulated on the road in the evening.

When most officials came over, Azaodong and a few cavalrymen were sleeping on the table, but now they were woken up and quickly got up to take this person to see Qin Juan.

After leaving, Qin Juan lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Seeing this, the adult said with a cold face: "In that case, I will come back tomorrow."

A Zaodong sent the lord away in fear and trepidation, and quickly went to find Qin Juan.

"Master Qin! Don't sleep! If you sleep again, we will have to finish playing!"

A Zaodong's voice was originally strong and loud, but now the way he is trying to suppress it is extraordinarily funny.

He was afraid that Qin Juan would beat him when he woke up, so he didn't dare to shout, but he wanted to show that the matter was serious.

"Master Qin..." Ah Zaodong didn't believe that Qin Juan hadn't woken up. This Lord Qin was not weak in martial arts. According to the gossip, he was still Lord Ning Bai's apprentice, so how could he still be awake.

Ah Zaodong walked to Qin Juan's bed with a bowed body, and said, "It will be too late for my lord to come back tomorrow morning! You don't have a single word on your stack, what are you going to do with it!"

Qin Juan was almost bored to death. When he was a child, his thoughts were very simple. He just didn’t want to be a slave, but wanted to be a general. He was about to throw up after leaving everything to him, and now it was his turn, and he couldn't find a qualified lieutenant general to do this job at all.

So Ayiga is really lucky, at least he has to help.

Qin Juan sat up, and A Zaodong took a step back in fright.

"Master Qin! You are finally willing to talk to me!"

"Give it to me..." Qin Juan looked at A Zaodong with wolf-like cold eyes, before he could finish speaking, he stopped abruptly and kicked A Zaodong's ass.

A Zaodong was in pain and speechless, he backed away while clutching his kicked butt.

He couldn't even figure it out, just now he thought he was safe from the bedside, how did he get kicked in the ass so far away?

How long are Master Qin's legs?

After Qin Juan was woken up by the call, he got up very angry and looked unhappy.

He took off the mask that he didn't have time to take off before going to bed, and rubbed his eyes.

When he calmed down a bit, he looked up again, and saw that A Zaodong was still standing not far away in a daze.

As soon as he frowned, his temper came up again: "You are still sticking there, do you want to eat a few more feet?"

A Zaodong looked at such a pretty face angry, with pretty eyebrows, nice eyes, and pretty lips talking viciously, no matter how much he wanted to get angry, he couldn't get angry, so he said in a very lively way: "My lord... ...You remember to finish writing that pile of things, and the humble job is gone."

A Zaodong quickly rolled away obediently...

"..." Qin Juan looked at the swaying wooden door, and didn't know why he was angry for a moment.

He glanced at the large pile of things on the table.

Irritability arises spontaneously.

He really didn't want to see these things.

A general of the fifth rank is not even assigned a civil servant, and is assigned a useless lieutenant general.

If A Zaodong knew that Qin Juan was beginning to despise him now, he might be really mad at him.

Maybe it was because of poor spirits, so Qin Juan was also in a bad mood. When he sat down to take a booklet, it was completely dark, the cold wind outside was howling, and the snow was still falling, showing no signs of stopping.

it's too cold.

After sitting for half an hour, Qin Juan's legs became numb. He got up and walked to the door. There was only one guard left by the door. He quickly said, "It's cold, so you don't need to be on duty."

Such a big snow station may become an ice sculpture overnight.

As soon as the guard left, he put on a coat and went to the kitchen.

In front of the big stove in the kitchen, two cooks were roasting and peeling peanuts and melon seeds.

Qin Juan came in to pick up the stove, and the cook found him a big one that contained the charcoal fire in the big stove.

After he returned to the room, he took some charcoal that had been prepared in the room.

Sitting at the table now, I feel much better.

After turning on the oil lamp, he put on a woolen blanket. Now that the heater was on, he was finally much warmer.

Glancing at the tall stack of booklets again, the feeling of irritability came up again.

He felt that he still couldn't hold his breath, and if it was Zhao Huaizhi, he would definitely not be irritable.

But he couldn't be absolutely non-irritating.

Because he hasn't learned Zhao Huaizhi's calmness that doesn't even make the water ripple.

So he finally forced himself to calm down.

Maybe it was the half-year-long war that made his heart fluctuate, maybe it was the emperor in his body that made the calmness he had learned in the past a little turbulent.

He should really calm down and think about it.

Finally, after reading through the booklets one after another, they sorted them out and put them on the other side.

After he took a long breath, he vaguely felt that someone was coming from outside the door.

He didn't get up, but continued to read, because he knew that the inside and outside of the hall were safe, and it would not be anyone else who came looking for him.

It's just that the wind outside the window is too loud, which affects his judgment, but this is not important.

The door was pushed open, the man stood for a while, closed the door, and walked to the window to see that the window was half-opened by the wind, swaying...

The man seemed to sigh, closed the window and locked it.

The moment this person came in, Qin Juan knew it was Zhao Huaizhi, he thought that Zhao Huaizhi would not come over tonight, because he asked his servant to bring a message to Zhao Huaizhi, telling him that he was sleepy and needed to rest.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Huaizhi came over after such heavy snowfall.

Zhao Huaizhi leaned against the window, watching Qin Juan so quietly.

He always likes to look at Qin Juan like this, as if watching the growth of a young man with the eyes of an elder, neither sad nor happy, calm and breezy.

At first Qin Juan didn't like it, he was like a naked baby who grew up under Zhao Huaizhi's nose, and then was induced to enter the tender village.

Yes, he is greedy for the tenderness of a fox.

A wolf took the fox as his wife in the wolf's den.

wife……

Thinking of this, Qin Juan stopped the pen in his hand and raised his head suddenly.

I saw that beautiful and unreal man leaning against the window, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"The general's side heater is far behind me."

The man's snow-white fox fur fell to the ground, and he was only wearing a single shirt underneath, with a slender neck and delicate collarbone...

Exhibit it all.

Qin Juan's heart rose to his throat.

Recommend a pillow seat?

"Fairy..." He only felt fire in his throat, but after swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he squeezed out these two words from between his teeth.

Zhao Huaizhi raised his eyebrows slightly, but the corners of his lips were still raised. When he walked in front of Qin Juan, the only thing...

Also landed.

Qin Juan's pupils are dilated, why is it so warm!

Zhao Huaizhi's gaze seemed to say: Keep warm.

He specially took a bath and warmed himself in front of the stove before coming here.

Qin Juan liked him already, but he couldn't stand his approach.

He gritted his teeth: "Fairy, you deceived me, don't blame me..."

The brute force of the young man was astonishing, he directly hugged Zhao Huaizhi to the bed.

On this snowy night, the fire in the stove did not dare to compete with these two people.

In the early hours of the morning, Qin Juan sat up in amazement, looked at the sleeping person beside him, and suddenly the loss in his heart disappeared, and what was left was only full of affection.

He stroked Zhao Huaizhi's face,

Eyebrows, and a mole on the forehead.

He doesn't know how far the future is, or how long it will be. He only knows that if he is in trouble, he wants to protect Zhao Huai for a day.

No matter what Zhao Huaizhi wants to do.

Is he the Patriarch of the Boyawu Clan or the prince of the Song Dynasty.

He was suddenly not at all afraid of what tomorrow would bring.

After all, his darkest year was when he was six years old.

It has passed.

He lay down slowly, put his arms around Zhao Huaizhi, and looked at Fangliang.

Thinking about tomorrow, thinking about the big ship going back to Song.

The boatmen said to them: set sail and set sail.

After being here for so many years, he has roughly figured out that the merchants of the Song Dynasty are all over Mobei and the grasslands, maybe they are hiding or pretending to be other identities.

For example, Yili City and Shuzhen have the footprints of Han merchants.

Even the Song people controlled many important banks.

When he learned of this, he was amazed.

He even didn't understand why the Song people were so powerful in economy and trade, why they couldn't win.

After a while, he got up again and continued to catch up on the unfinished brochures last night.