Before the Qing troops entered the customs, Zhangjiakou Fort was an important economic center for the "tea and horse trade" with Mongolia.
In the last years of Kangxi's reign, because the tea-horse trade was extremely prosperous, the old emperor decreed that the fort should be upgraded to a hall.
The Zhangjiakou Office is named Tongzhi and is under the jurisdiction of Koubei Road.
When Yuzhu's car arrived in Zhangjiakou, Lin Chengchang, a Taoist from North Koubei Province, led fellow Zhangjiakou officials and respectfully came out of the city to greet him.
The palace where the king discusses government affairs is temporarily located in Tongzhi Yamen.
Lin Chengchang's wedding banquet was politely rejected by Yuzhu.
After Yuzhu finished reviewing the official documents, as soon as he returned to his room, he saw Peng Yingyue coming over, eager to go shopping, so he nodded in agreement.
The matter of catching the wind and eating a feast is actually like what is said in the siege of the city.
People who are not qualified to eat desperately want to go to the table and eat. People who are tired of eating don't want to participate in formal banquets at all.
Dining at formal occasions involves a whole set of official rules, which is actually very tiring.
Not only is it not good to eat, but it is also full of nonsense and contains no nutrition.
After exiting the back door of Tongzhi Yamen, not far away is the famous Wucheng Old Street of Zhangjiakou.
Wucheng Street is the most prosperous old street in Zhangjiakou. As early as the Jiajing period of the pre-Ming Dynasty, this street was an important place for tea and horse trading.
Peng Yingyue is the daughter of the Peng family in Suzhou.
Suzhou Pengjia is the most wealthy family in Suzhou, a real home of great food.
She really doesn't care whether she eats well, drinks hot food, or wears gold and jade.
To put it bluntly, Peng Yingyue's mother taught her a unique secret in private: Men always like the new and hate the old. Instead of thinking about the meaningless so-called eternity, it is better to live happily and comfortably for a few years.
Anyway, as long as Peng Yingyue comes to Yuzhu's side and has been favored, who of the Peng family in Suzhou would dare not to spend a lot of money to support her in private?
So, shopping is just an excuse. What Peng Yingyue really wants is to occupy as much of the man's free time as possible.
Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?
After spending time together day and night, she took the opportunity to give birth to a son. Even if she falls out of favor in the future, as long as she has the support of her son, she will not be afraid of losing her face completely.
Peng Yingyue had already found out clearly that Lin Yan'er, the oldest woman in Yuzhu, had a pretty good life just because she gave birth to the eldest son of a concubine, Xiao Qiuming.
In addition to not having a man by her side, Lin Yan'er can even go out to discuss business freely.
The Peng family in Suzhou has a lot of money. Even if the man has a new love in the future, Peng Yingyue can still use the Peng family's money to make money in and outside the capital in the name of business.
Yuzhu led Peng Yingyue to shop in Wucheng Street.
The accompanying guard, Commander Zhang Qin, had his hands full of large and small bags of things, but he happily refused to let his subordinates help him carry them.
Giving God-given opportunities to show merit to others is not stupid, but downright stupid!
Zhang Qin was originally a Biaotong, not only with outstanding military exploits, but also with unwavering loyalty.
When the new army expanded, as Niu Tai was promoted to the commander of the Guards Town, Yuzhu personally asked Zhang Qin: "Are you willing to serve as the commander of the guards?"
Zhang Qin was overjoyed and nodded quickly, fearing that Yuzhu would take back his life.
Are you kidding? Where is the security sign? You would be a fool not to go.
Regardless of the guard badge, it is just a standard establishment, and its reputation is not as good as that of Xiongtong, Zhentong and other high-ranking officials.
However, Zhang Qin can report directly to Yuzhu every day. Even if he is a dignified town leader, if he wants to see Yuzhu, he must wait outside the gate to be summoned.
For this huge advantage, Zhang Qin would be happy to be demoted to a supervisor, let alone a standard official.
You’ve never eaten pork, and you’ve never seen a pig walking?
Over the years, Zhang Qin has long understood this.
The first-class sword-carrying guards around Emperor Daxing were no longer just third-rank officials. As soon as they were released, in the blink of an eye, they became frontier officials with real power.
When we went shopping, everyone, including Zhang Qin, was dressed in casual clothes.
Today's Yuzhu is wearing an unembellished Liuhe hat, a sky-blue double-breasted mandarin jacket, a folding fan in his hand, and a pair of old cloth shoes specially made by a master from Pingyao, Shanxi Province.
Liuhe hat is commonly known as melon skin hat.
The old Beijing cloth shoes that modern people are familiar with are actually copied from Pingyao, Shanxi Province.
As long as it doesn't rain, Yuzhu is more willing to wear Pingyao old cloth shoes instead of black thick-soled official boots or sleeve-style military riding boots.
It must be admitted that Pingyao’s old cloth shoes are not only comfortable and fit, but also not tiring when walking.
This year, not in the late Qing Dynasty when etiquette gradually collapsed, the rules on dressing up were extremely strict and no random dressing was allowed.
As long as Yuzhu wears official boots and goes out, it is like telling others that he must be a big shot up to the government.
Yuzhu can wear whatever he wants, but Zhang Qin and others can't.
Including Zhang Qin, the guards who followed were all wearing large mandarin jackets that could draw guns from their arms at any time.
In order to deceive others, Yuzhu's personal guards wear mandarin jackets in various colors.
After getting tired of shopping, Yuzhu led Peng Yingyue to the second floor of a teahouse, and chose a seat by the window to sit down.
In this era, almost every teahouse in Beidi had a storyteller on site.
In modern times, some special Western restaurants have specially invited teachers from music schools to play piano in the hall, which is roughly similar in nature to this one.
"Pa." The gavel slapped fiercely, and the storyteller began to perform, "By the way, Marshal Yue Feiyue..."
In the early Qing Dynasty, when drinking tea in teahouses, the melon seeds that teagoers ate were all watermelon seeds.
Because, at this time, sunflowers were just ornamental plants, and they were far from evolving to the point where they could produce sunflower seeds.
However, Yuzhu is different. He has long known the benefits of sunflowers.
After Yuzhu got the sunflowers, he specially ordered people to plant large areas of sunflowers in the dry fields outside the capital.
After Yuzhu sat down, Wu Sheng took out a bag of sunflower seeds from his arms and placed it on the tea table.
"Master, what is this?" Peng Yingyue asked Yuzhu very curiously.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yuzhu smiled slightly and said: "This is a rare treasure snack. If you eat one, you will lose one. After eating, you can only stare."
Peng Yingyue imitated Yuzhu and knocked a sunflower seed.
Originally, Yuzhu thought that since Peng Yingyue was from Suzhou, she must love sweet snacks.
Unexpectedly, after Peng Yingyue tasted the sunflower seeds fried with refined salt, she even knocked down a small handful.
The speed at which Peng Yingyue cracked melon seeds was quite astonishing.
Wu Sheng was worried that Yuzhu would not be knocked off, so he quickly winked and asked his servant to run back to Tongzhi Yamen to get it.
Well, the war is about to take place, and having half a day's free time, drinking tea and cracking melon seeds in the company of a beautiful woman is also a way to relax.
Peng Yingyue didn't like salty sunflower seeds at all, but when she saw Wu Sheng taking out the sunflower seeds like a rare treasure, she knew in her heart that men like to eat them.
My mother taught me that if a smart woman wants to be favored, she must treat a man's hobbies as her own.
Otherwise, among the Peng family in Suzhou, there are cousins who are more beautiful than Peng Yingyue. Why did they lose the election?
Alas, the competition is so fierce!
The daughters of the Peng family in Suzhou, regardless of their legitimate concubines, as long as they reach the age of marriage, are obliged to marry into powerful families for the fundamental interests of the family.
Who is not to be married to?
Instead of marrying an ugly old man, it would be better to marry an incomparably handsome and powerful political king.
At this time, I saw a plump young man walking up the stairs with a few servants.
Good guy, this fat man just stood firm, like a bee smelling nectar, his eyes were fixed on Peng Yingyue, who was more beautiful than a fairy.
"Hey, where did this little fairy fall from?" The fat man with a big belly swallowed involuntarily and couldn't help but want to get closer to Peng Yingyue.
Zhang Qin immediately became angry. Damn it, are you tired of living? How dare you think about the woman who has fallen in love with the mountain leader?
Taking a woman out for a stroll, Yuzhu didn't want to spoil the mood, so he threw a look at Zhang Qin.
"My dear friend, are you going the wrong way?" Zhang Qin stretched out his left hand to block the fat man's way, then reached behind him and grasped the handle of the gun through his gown.
The special training for security guards, to put it bluntly, consists of three points: block the hole of the gun in an emergency, draw the gun quickly, and shoot accurately.
"Wrong way? How is that possible? I came here just for the little fairy."
Zhang Qin had clearly pointed out a way out, but who would have thought that the fat man wanted to die because he didn't know how to live or die.
I just came here for the little fairy. As soon as he said this, Zhang Qin could not hold back and was about to shoot him to death.
At this moment, Yuzhu said: "Don't disturb the people in the downtown area."
Zhang Qin let go of the handle of the gun stuck behind his waist, waved his right hand, "Pah!" and slapped the fat man to the ground with a big slap.
Before joining the New Army, Zhang Qin, whose ancestral home was Zhangjiawa, Macheng County, Huangzhou Prefecture, Hubei Province, went to the Shaolin Temple to work first as a handyman and then as a warrior monk because his family was very poor.
After returning to secular life, Zhang Qin, who was extremely skilled, was hired by a large landowner in Xinyang, Henan Province as the captain of the nursing home.
Seeing that Zhang Qin dared to hit someone, the fat man who fell on the ground covered his swollen cheeks and groaned: "Hit him to death."
The thugs who came with the fat man swarmed up after listening to the instructions.
As a result, Zhang Qin punched left and kicked five times, knocking down five thugs respectively.
The thugs lay on the ground, groaning in pain.
Now that things have come to this point, if the fat man doesn't talk too much, it will be fine.
However, maybe the fat man was used to being arrogant, so he actually said loudly: "I have rebelled against you, and you dare to attack me in Zhangjiakou? Okay, that's great. Do you know who my uncle is?"
To be honest, in every place in the Qing Dynasty, there were evil forces that bullied others.
Often, behind these people, there are powerful people in the yamen who secretly support them.
Yuzhu originally didn't bother to deal with the bug-like little characters like Fat Man, so he just let them be dealt with by Zhang Qin.
However, the fat man actually moved out of his uncle. Yuzhu found it funny and asked casually: "Your uncle can't be a local Tongzhi, right?"
"Haha, I'm not afraid of scaring the guts out of you. The local colleagues are just like me. My uncle is..." When the fat man mentioned his uncle that no one dared to mess with, he got excited and said, "If you know the truth,
Keep the little fairy and pay me one hundred thousand taels of silver..."