The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty Chapter 125: I can’t drink enough…

Although Yun Yanhui's hammock didn't save him, and he didn't promote it in Bianjing, it still became popular because it spread when it was used by the Ansu Army and spread to the Liao Kingdom, and later Gradually spread to Bianjing.

Because of this - and possibly the rough style of the hammock, many people actually think it's a product of the Liao Kingdom, but that's another story.

A few days later, Yun Yanhui and his party arrived at the Ansu Army on Hebei West Road. It was autumn, and the outside of the city seemed to be yellow and deserted. It may be hard to imagine how much income such a farm can bring to Song.

Da Song has set up a farm for the neighboring countries. The annual business tax of a farm is at least 50,000 kan, and the Ansu army is more than 100,000 kan, 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 deal.

It is such a huge profit that attracts countless people to smuggle.

It is true that the Liao Kingdom has a greater demand for goods from the Song Kingdom. Tea alone can make the Song Dynasty more profitable. This situation also applies to other countries. After all, the current Song Dynasty is an uncompromising economic and cultural center.

For this reason, economic sanctions are also a very important means every time the situation at the border is tense. If you do anything, you will be a hooligan: If your country does this again, we will close the market!

Then, the other party will admit to cowardly...

Yunyan sat back on the carriage, looking at the city head, 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 and red at the corners of his eyes were also shining...

Shuang Yi said worriedly: "It won't be broken, right?"

"..." Yun Yan Hui was immersed in national pride, but when she said this, her face was pulled down.

That's right, he doesn't have Shuangyi's balance ability, so he's on the street, but there's no need to keep talking, right? It's been three days, Shibae for three days!

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

"Got it..." Yun Yanhui was really sweet and sad when her younger siblings cared about her.

However, no matter how complicated Yun Yanhui's mood is, the Zhijun of Ansu's army has already left the city to welcome him.

The name of the army known here is Shao Tingyi, and it is rare, it is a military attache. Although the Zhijun had to lead the troops, most of these official positions were filled by civilians these days. At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, when the regime was established, military officers were mostly used to know the army and the state. After the country was stabilized, they began to be afraid of this and that, and the civilian officers gradually replaced the military officers in high positions. However, the Ansu army was located at the border, and the court probably took this into consideration and chose to appoint more courageous military attachés.

Shao Tingyi led Ansu Army officials of all sizes to receive him, including the director of the market. He was nearly forty years old, with a slight beard on his lower jaw.

Shao Tingyi has a Bianjing accent. After all, he came to Zhibian from Bianjing. "The last time Xiaguan and Xuanyu met, was it seven or eight years ago. Dare to ask the king whether he is in good health?"

Shao Tingyi didn't shy away, and opened a relationship with Zhao Yunchu.

Yun Yanhui looked at his demeanor coldly from the side, but felt that he was different from the hearty face on his face, and he was still a little attentive.

Zhao Yunchu replied politely, pretending to be very similar, as if he came here really just to make money from Liao and Xixia, and he didn't even look at the director of the field.

Shao Tingyi invited the envoy 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 everywhere, and this is done from various places. business.

There have always been many countries that have set up farms, either because of convenient transportation or as important military locations. The Ansu Army is obviously the latter, and there are a lot of troops stationed here.

Zhao Yunchu and the others stayed at the yamen. Although there was a post station, Zhao Yunchu felt that the conditions here were better and more suitable for Yun Yan to return. He promised Yun Yan to find a place with a better environment.

There are 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 rules, it is also extremely luxurious in the allowed range. Shao Tingyi watched them look at the furnishings and said with a smile: "All It was bought by my predecessor, I don't understand that."

Zhao Yunchu nodded, noncommittal.

Shao Tingyi took care of the banquet, and there were singing and dancing performances during the banquet.

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

Shao Tingyi waved his hands again and again, with a look of panic, "I don't dare to be, I don't dare to be!"

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 a silk maker. Silk trade."

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

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

"Yes, he intends to follow the line of Liao, but he is not very familiar with this place. I have a few shares in him, so I will bring him this time. He introduced him." The introduction, of course, was the introduction of an official in the market.

"That's natural." The Song people had a strong business ethos, and Shao Tingyi called Liu Yong, the director of the market, without the slightest suspicion.

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

He casually used Zheng Ling's name.

Shao Tingyi has been out of Beijing for several years, so naturally he doesn't know a small yaner who works in the Hanlin Painting Academy.

Yun Yanhui also sang, "Zheng Ling, Zheng Feibo."

Liu Yong looked like a smile. He came over and talked with Yun Yan about silk and silk in a friendly way. Yun Yan said a few words with a reserved face, not very face-saving.

Liu Yong's eyes flashed a trace of unhappiness, but because of Zhao Yunchu's presence, he forbeared and said nothing.

When the banquet was over, Liu Yong said to Shao Tingyi very displeased: "That's all for the little prince, he is a clan, and the little white face he brought is really a little prince, and he put on airs with me."

"Hmph, although the little prince didn't talk to him a few words, but have you seen the situation? Xiaobai's face is clearly selling his ass. You held it back for me, asked him out, and found out the details. !" Shao Tingyi said coldly.

Liu Yongjiu woke up a bit, "What?"

Shao Tingyi said: "The eight kings are about to rise, and the official family will use the clan. If we pull him to do it together, it can be regarded as a wooden peach. However, you have to see clearly whether they are interested in the end."

Liu Yong thought for a while, "Okay."

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

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

Liu Yong invited Yun Yan back to the restaurant. In addition to him, there were several officials from the market and two familiar businessmen.

"Brother Feibo, come, come."

Hearing Liu Yong's equal treatment, Yun Yanhui didn't refuse, she sat down carelessly, and smelled the wine, "Well, good wine!"

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

"Humph." Yun Yan drank a glass of wine without a word, and then choked, her face flushed, and she was a little embarrassed, but because she was a young man, it only made people feel funny and interesting.

Suddenly there was laughter during the banquet, and the atmosphere became a lot warmer, "Be careful, little brother, this is no better than the soft rice wine that Tokyo people drink."

Yun Yan returned a look of embarrassment, and unnaturally took another drink slowly.

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

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

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

He showed his outer robe to Yun Yan to look back. It was not obvious when he was sitting before, and he didn't speak. Now everyone looked closely and found that this cloud-patterned robe was actually made of kesi!

One inch of Kesi and one inch of gold, how much time and money does such a robe cost?

Everyone present could not help but swallow.

Yunyan turned back with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, "What is it that is worth showing off?"

The man stared, "What did you say?"

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

Blowing so hard?

Someone pulled the veil twice and unfolded the veil. This time, it was found that the veil was also made of kesi, and the pattern on it was clearly a lifelike picture of camellia and butterfly. It can be imagined that the craftsmen used countless similar silk threads to switch to make it, and the wiring is even more fine and ingenious. I don't know who wrote the original painting, it's very smart.

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

In addition to the subtlety of this work, Zheng Ling is right, maybe it is worth more than that person's entire robe.

Seeing that the businessman swallowed dryly, Yunyan picked up the handkerchief slightly drunk, laughed, and threw it into the wine-scalding stove. ash!

Liu Yong: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Well, what a prodigal...

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

Such top kesi works are generally digested in the Song Dynasty, which makes Liao people envious. But this prodigal was burnt down at will... I thought he was arrogant before, but now it seems that he is still modest! Could this be an ordinary silk dealer?

Liu Yong got excited and stood up.

Yunyan replied: "What?"

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

"I'm not good at drinking..." Yun Yan shied back.

Liu Yong shoved the cup into his hand, "Are you invincible or afraid?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed in Yun Yan's back eyes, and she probably thought about the choking she had done before. She just managed to get her face back, how could she be willing to lose it again, so she gritted her teeth and drank the cup, her eyes becoming more drunk.

There was a hint of slyness in Liu Yong's eyes, drink it, you won't get drunk, you little white face from Tokyo.