As the "Preface to the Tengwang Pavilion" says, "Ten-day vacations are better than friends." The Tang Dynasty bureaucrats had a legal holiday every ten days. At the tenth day of the lunar month and at the end of the month, they did not have to go to the yamen to work. In addition, there were more than 20 holidays on nearly fifty days.

Today is April 20th, so all the civil and military officials in the court were relaxed. Xue Chongxun also planned to take a leisurely day. Although he had strangely matched official titles such as the Minister of the Secretariat, the Governor, and the General, his most substantial identity was a royal relative, and he was less restricted by the official rules and regulations. If he wanted, he could absent from work every day and no one would care about it... but he could do a lot of things, so he still had to deal with a lot of important things. In contrast, the two brothers of the Wu family were truly relaxed and happy. The casual Wu Dalang became a romantic and romantic, and his hobby was to collect various poems, calligraphy, paintings and beauties; Wu Erlang often played polo at Xuanwu Gate or at home, and when he was empty, he went to his elder brother Wu Dalang to play women for free. In addition to the throne, the two brothers also had the position of General of the Sixteen Guards, but for them, they were just a title.

Everyone was not at work during holidays, so Xue Chongxun was going to take a day off at home. He got up in the morning and practiced martial arts early in the morning and was sweating all over. Then after taking a shower, he sat in the cottage by Tingyu Lake to drink tea. The housekeeper Xue Liu said that Meng Xiaoyu, a singer in the brothel in Shuiyun, came to the mansion yesterday and arranged for the teaching workshop in the front yard to guide the female slaves in the mansion to play and dance.

Xue Chongxun slapped his forehead and remembered this: Last time he told Zhang that he met Meng Xiaoyu while having fun in Shuiyun. He asked her if she would like to go to the mansion to teach singing and dancing. When she came back, she told Xue Liu about this, and now she finally got it done.

He didn't ask how much it cost to buy Meng Xiaoyu. Anyway, Xue Liu was in charge and Sun's financial management was managed, so he didn't need to ask about it personally.

When Xue Liu mentioned Meng Xiaoyu, Xue Chongxun remembered her Tang Dynasty version of the talented prostitute. Unfortunately, the process and ending were not as romantic as the opera story, and it was full of greed and falsehood.

He pondered for a moment and stood up and said, "There is nothing left and right, I'll go over and take a look."

So Xue Chongxun and the housekeeper went out of the inner house to teach the slaves. As soon as he arrived at the ground, he heard a sound of silk and bamboo. Meng Xiaoyu started his job the next day when he arrived at the mansion yesterday. He was indeed dedicated. Looking for the sound, Xue Chongxun walked into a wing room facing east and west, and saw that there were indeed more than a dozen young ladies sitting in the room, Meng Xiaoyu was playing the pipa in the middle to demonstrate. Xue Chongxun thought to himself: When you teach these people, you can call out nearby when there is a banquet at the mansion to cheer you up and cheer you up.

They all knew Xue Chongxun. He went home and went home every day, so the servants naturally became familiar with him. Seeing Xue Chongxun coming in, the little girl stood up and bowed her knees to salute. Meng Xiaoyu also stopped her fingertips. When she met, she was very courteous, but her smiling expression made people feel friendly. After counting on her fingers, Xue Chongxun had known this singing girl for several years. The kindness of meeting was exactly the same as the ancient poem: Clothes are not as good as new, and people are not as good as old as before. Even if she is just a singing girl.

Xue Chongxun asked casually: "Since they entered the mansion, no one has ever taught singing and dancing. Is it difficult to teach?"

Meng Xiaoyu smiled and said, "When I first saw them, I saw that they were so old and the youngest was teenagers. I was worried that it would be too late to teach now. But after trying it in the morning, I found that everyone has a good foundation... It turns out that it is a family of kings and princes, and even Nuer reads and learns calligraphy?"

Xue Chongxun said: "They were not slaves before, but relatives of the former prime minister. They grew up well in a good environment than ordinary women."

"Oh?" Meng Xiaoyu couldn't help but look back at the little ladies, and they all lowered their heads in shame.

"If a person who has been the prime minister participates in the plot, his family will fall into such a situation, the wealth and poverty are impermanent."

Meng Xiaoyu looked a little sympathetic, then changed the subject and asked, "What music does Xue Lang want to listen to? Now I can sing it to you at any time."

She smiled like a spring breeze, and it was indescribable to be seen by her. The plain white robe and skirt on her body were fresh and elegant, like a little white rabbit running out of spring. She was like a soap kelp, which could cleanse the dust in Xue Chongxun's heart and make him feel the sunshine.

His mood suddenly improved, he sat down on the chair, turned his head and thought for a while, and said, "I will teach you a song, and you can sing it to me."

"Okay." Meng Xiaoyu laughed, and then frowned slightly after a moment, "Xue Lang once taught me a song, but I forgot it if I haven't sang it for a long time... Because there are so few people who listen to such songs, no one wants to listen to them when singing between the water and clouds, and then my mother told me not to sing."

Xue Chongxun smiled and said, "Qu Gao and Wu are."

Meng Xiaoyu smiled with a disapproval. However, since Xue Chongxun was interested in such a strange song, Meng Xiaoyu was happy to try fresh things... In the past, she had to sing songs that most people had to be liked by Xue Chongxun, but now she only needs to let Xue Chongxun like them alone, but it seems much easier.

So Xue Chongxun taught another modern song. He thought with some bad taste: It was really a magical and interesting thing to listen to songs from a thousand years later in the 8th century Tang Dynasty house. Fortunately, Meng Xiaoyu has a talent for music. As long as the tone of a person's voice can pronounce, she can probably learn and understand it thoroughly.

She learned it twice and wrote down the lyrics, then adjusted the pipa accompaniment, and sang it in a very good voice: "... When I loved you, you were studying hard as if you were poor; when you left you, you were named as a wedding banquet. Can you dance another dance for you? I am the white fox you released thousands of years ago, just for the review you left..."

Meng Xiaoyu held the pipa and lowered her head, and she could see that her expression was gloomy. After Xue Chongxun thought about it, the protagonist of the lyrics "Study hard" was probably because of a scholar, and Xiao Heng was also a scholar. She did not ask Xiao Heng's whereabouts in front of Xue Chongxun, but Xue Chongxun could feel that she remembered... He locked Xiao Heng in the dungeon and cruelly let him starve to death.

After a while of silence, Xue Chongxun sighed as if nothing had happened: "What I remember most about our affairs is the City God Temple."

"Yes." Meng Xiaoyu responded softly.

Xue Chongxun said: "I remember that the first batch of banknotes printed by Qianxing of the Ministry of Revenue were sent to the mansion. Now they can be spent. Why don't we go to Chenghuang Temple to give the money to homeless people?"

"What is a banknote?" Meng Xiaoyu's attention was diverted and she asked curiously.

Xue Chongxun asked his followers to take a stack of banknotes. After receiving them, he handed over a few pieces to Meng Xiaoyu and said, "It's this thing that took me several months to accomplish this, and I can use it as money... Liu An, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, had been conceiving the reform of the "two tax law" several years ago. At first, he thought that this method was a good tax strategy for the current situation of land mergers, but I knew it would definitely cause a situation where money was heavy and things were less expensive, and thus a classical financial crisis of 'money shortage'. Printing and issuing paper money can solve this hidden danger well, and the economy of the Tang Dynasty will get better and better."

Meng Xiaoyu obviously understood it half-understand, but she understood that Xue Chongxun had foreseen the national affairs many years later. She felt that the husband in front of her was a capable man in governing the world, which should allow more people to have food and clothing, so she looked at Xue Chongxun with admiration. When she was looked at by such a pure little girl with such a glance, Xue Chongxun felt very good.

Meng Xiaoyu took a few pieces of green paper in her hand and looked around for a while, staring at her beautiful big eyes and said, "If someone takes these pieces of paper to sell me things, I won't want to."

"What if you take them to exchange silver and copper coins in major banks, and one can be exchanged for one coin? It can also be used to pay taxes and purchase salt, grain, silk and other items handled by the government?"

Meng Xiaoyu looked surprised, but she did not doubt what Xue Chongxun said. He said that if he could change it, he would definitely change it.

Xue Chongxun smiled confidently, pointed to a piece of green paper and said, "The number on it is one. The first banknote is quite valuable for collection, and it will definitely increase hundreds or thousands of times at some point in the future. If Xiaoyu collects this one, it will be much more cost-effective than saving a few ingots of gold in the box."

"Can you be worth a thousand treasures in the future?" Meng Xiaoyu said happily.

"Believe me, it will be sold at a high price in a few years."

"Then I will accept it with a smile..." Meng Xiaoyu smiled mischievously.

The two of them joking for a while and took a stack of green paper money to go out on the bus... Such a little kindness is useless to Xue Chongxun, but it is different to do such clean things with Meng Xiaoyu, and they can get a kind of spiritual pleasure. Because she has no idea how many bad things Xue Chongxun has done, and doing good with her can produce a kind of self-paralyzing pleasure.

However, the dilapidated yard behind the City God Temple is different from before. Last year, Xue Chongxun and the "Rich Rich People of Benevolence" built a Jishan Hall here, but the funds were limited and he could only accept elderly homeless people. Later, some rich people in Chang'an City often set up porridge sheds outside the Jishan Hall to provide some free food to beggars, so the place became lively, and hungry and cold people like to gather behind the City God Temple.

At this time, there was another good thing, and someone actually paid money. According to the rice price, you can buy more than a dozen buckets of corn with a shred of money, which is also a considerable amount of money for ordinary people.

Such banknotes were the first time they were released in the public. Naturally, some people didn't believe it and they were teasing them. Xue Chongxun had to let his slaves explain and promote them, so that people could get them to the money shop to exchange them.

Anyway, it was given for free, and they didn't want anything, so those people would naturally not refuse. Moreover, the banknotes were black in color but the workmanship was exquisitely printed. At this moment, a scholar in his thirties grabbed a beggar, and then took out ten strings of copper coins from his pocket to change the banknotes in his hand. The beggar shouted happily: "Hey! I can really exchange money for it!"
Chapter completed!