“Rice is planted in clear streams, and it ripens even in the late autumn.
Don’t wait for the new year, the west wind will be fragrant.”
Tang Weimin was riding on his horse, chanting the lawsuit leisurely with half-closed eyes.
In July, golden rice fields are everywhere in the countryside of Tongcheng. Countless farmers are working in the fields. Some rice fields that have been harvested early have piles of straw, and the unharvested fields are dotted with straw men with bamboo fences.
There are groups of children chasing corncrakes in the fields. It is the harvest season for farmers.
After hearing this, Pang Yu quickly flattered him, "I thought Master Tang was just a capable official in the public service, but he didn't know he could also recite poems and compose poems. I admire him for his literary talent."
Pang Zaoli was continuing his warehouse inspection. After the reserve warehouse, he checked the Fengyu warehouse and the convenience warehouse in the same county. These two warehouses were much smaller in size and had no grain at all.
Naturally, Pang Yu did not let go of the two warehouses. He followed the same pattern and made a large amount of money. After checking the three warehouses in the county, Tang Weimin arranged to go to another important economic place in Tongcheng, Songyang Town, today.
Because Congyang is far away from Tongcheng, it is not convenient for the female helpers to go with them. Pang Yu only brought He Xianya with him. The group left the city after opening the door early in the morning. At this time, they had just left the city, and the surrounding land was still shallow hilly, but there were already flat dams.
There are acres of rice fields, which made Tang Weimin very interested.
Tang Weimin was stunned after hearing Pang Yu's flattery, and then said humbly: "If brother Wei can really write such a poem, he should be admired by Pang Xiaodi. Unfortunately, this is "Yunxiang Pavilion" written by Su Che.
It's Longmian Mountain, which is where our Tongcheng City is located, but one is from the north and the other is from the south. I think it fits the scenery here, so I recited it casually."
Pang Yu flattered Ma's legs. He knew about Su Che, but he didn't know about his unpopular poems.
However, he was thick-skinned enough and did not feel embarrassed. He followed Tang Weimin's words and said: "It is true that adults have poems and books in their belly. It's just that young people have few talents and have little knowledge. They talk nonsense and make adults laugh."
With this little person’s knowledge, even if the adult says that he wrote it himself, the little person will never know about it. However, the adult will tell you directly and will never take the work of his predecessors as his own. This kind of mind alone is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
, A little while ago, I only admired your literary talent, but now I admire your character even more, because your literary talent can be supplemented later in life, but your character is innate and cannot be learned."
Although Tang Weimin was an official, he was a scholar after all. He did not pass the imperial examination. In the social atmosphere of the Ming Dynasty, where the imperial examination was the most important thing, he felt a little inferior in front of Shangguan. He had just gained a sense of cultural superiority in front of Pang Yu, and in his heart he felt inferior.
He was a little complacent, and even looked down on Pang Yu, a lowly person. After listening to Pang Yu's flattery, he felt that Pang Yu was knowledgeable and knowledgeable, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "Brother Pang is really good-natured."
"It's true that the villain has a bad temperament, but it's also true that he has no talent. Looking at this beautiful scenery, I have nothing to say. I can only say that Tongcheng is a great place."
Tang Weimin was also very happy when talking about it, "The mountains and rivers are connected to the west, and the rice is ripe to the clouds in the east. Our Tongcheng is really a good place. The town of Songyang we are going to today can also be called a place with outstanding people. Not to mention the distance, I joined the cabinet to assist the government at the beginning of this dynasty.
He Ru dotes on the old man, he is a Songyang person.
Although they have retired to official positions, there are also many elders who have returned to power in this dynasty.
Sure enough, in the middle of this year, Lord Zhou, the chief minister, took office, and the court recommended Lord He to return to the court as the chief minister. It is said that it was halfway through, and in the end he didn't go for some reason. It was just a little bit short, but he couldn't say which day he would really go.
Already."
"And this matter, if Mr. He becomes the first assistant, our Tongcheng will be prosperous."
Tang Weimin lamented as he spoke, "Who says it's not the case? I heard that it was a secret servant named Yao Kang who persuaded Mr. He to change his mind. It's really a pity.
Going further, Zuo Guangdou of the Xizong Dynasty, a Jinshi in the 35th year of Wanli, was also from Songyang. Fang Guangmei and Fang Kongzhen of the Fang family, Guang Shixiang, a Jinshi of this year, Ruan Dacheng of the Ruan family, Hi,
It doesn’t matter if this person doesn’t talk about it, but they are all Jinshi from Congyang, and the heirlooms of poems and books are indeed true.”
Pang Yu had never heard of Ruan Dacheng. He had already ridden for more than ten miles at this time. The saddle was surprisingly hard. Pang Yu, who was not good at riding, felt a burning pain on the inner side of his thigh. He was focused on adjusting his sitting posture.
As a grassroots employee of the government, Zaoli was originally not qualified to ride a horse on business trips, but Tang Weimin considered that he was the county magistrate's recent celebrity, so when he wanted a horse, he went to the fast class to arrange one for him, and even assigned a groom to follow him.
Taking care of the horses was regarded as special treatment for Pang Yu, but unexpectedly, it caused Pang Yu to suffer a lot.
Therefore, even though Tang Weimin's words were still incomplete, Pang Yu had no intention of asking further questions.
Along the way, I heard from Tang Weimin that there are indeed many people studying and becoming officials in Songyang Town. Songyang also has the most wealthy people in Tongcheng. In ancient times, it was said that the poor were poor in culture and rich in military affairs, but in fact, regardless of whether it was civil or military, it was difficult to support the family without any foundation.
, it is reasonable that there are many Jinshi from Congyang.
Tang Weimin was from Liantan, Tongcheng, and knew the local stories very well. Pang Yu did not find it boring to talk about things on the way.
But Congyang was really far away, so Tang Weimin didn't want to rush too far, so he rested at the Pushe halfway down the road. The next day, Pang Yu's thighs and buttocks hurt so much that his walking was also affected. He rode for a while and walked.
Yes, I finally arrived at Songyang Town after staying up until noon.
There are six warehouses in Songyang Town, including Hongshazhou Changpingcang, Xiacongyang House, and Zhencang House. Three of them are social warehouses, which are mainly managed by private individuals. Their status is different from official warehouses such as reserve warehouses.
Those who can manage the company's warehouses are all people from big local families.
The Xiazongyang warehouse is where the grain is stored. It is under the jurisdiction of the special warehouse department. This place is a focus of inspection. The grain is not as good as the local grain, and there is a quota that needs to be sent to the capital every year.
As far as Pang Yu could see, although the management was chaotic, it was better than other warehouses in other places. After all, there could be fewer warehouses, but there couldn't be fewer warehouses in the capital.
As soon as Tang Weimin arrived, he entered Xiacongyangcang and handled almost all inspections himself. I don't know whether it was because Xiacongyangcang was too important or because it belonged to his private land.
Pang Yu knew what was going on and didn't interfere. He only checked briefly in the warehouse and then went out to wander around Songyang Town.
Due to its large scale, Songyang Town is also divided into Songyang Town and Xia Songyang. They are five miles apart from each other. It is quite appropriate to say that they are two towns.
Pang Yu was currently in Xiacongyang Town. From what he could see, Xiacongyang Town was indeed a more prosperous place than the county seat. This place is close to the Yangtze River. There is a port directly outside the town that leads to the river. There are endless commercial warehouses on both sides of the bank.
Several lively trading markets have formed.
Benefiting from the prosperity of trade, Songyang continues to attract people to settle down. Xia Songyang is centered on the "main street", and the residential buildings extend far in all directions. According to Pang Yu's observation, the number of residents will not be less than that of Tongcheng County.
Pang Yu feels more familiar with this active commercial town.
He Xianya followed Pang Yu and explained that he was also happy to go on such a business trip. Since he had been to Songyang twice and was half a step behind at this time, he temporarily acted as a tour guide.
"Second brother, look, these two small ditches are led from the Yue'er Lake that I saw when I came here. There are the most fish fields around Songyang, especially the meat in Longjing Dang is the most delicious. The Caocang Department will definitely invite two people in the evening.
Let’s go and taste it.”
There are many ponds and lakes around Tongcheng, and the fish sold in the county are plentiful and cheap. Pang Yu is not very interested in the fish in Songyang.
However, he became very interested in the port of Xiacongyang. The port of Congyang is actually a river bank close to the town. Merchant ships and canal boats are lined up on the shore. Ships are constantly setting sail and leaving. Boats are passing by on the river, which shows that
Thriving business activities.
"Third brother, there are so many ships here in Songyang, what kind of goods are they carrying?"
He Xianya pointed to the warehouses of the merchants nearby and said, "Eighty percent of it is grain. Our Tongcheng city has abundant rain and fertile land, and the grain production has always been abundant. Every year, grain merchants purchase a large amount of grain from nearby. After another month, it will be the harvest season.
, grain boats are connected to each other in various rivers, and they are sold from Songyang to the south of the Yangtze River along the river."
Pang Yu nodded, from an economic point of view, Songyang should be better than Tongcheng County, because water transportation is the cheapest and most efficient mode of transportation at this time.
Pang Yu has been here these days. Although he didn't know the location of Tongcheng before, Anqing Mansion knew that it was on the edge of the Yangtze River. He heard people around him talking about the big river and guessed that it was the Yangtze River. He couldn't help but ask, "
How far is it from here to the river?"
"Going a few miles south of Xiazongyang, you can reach the bank of the river."
"How close can we get to Dajiang?"
Seeing He Xianya nodding, Pang Yu turned around and strode towards the warehouse.
He Xianya chased after him and shouted, "Where are you going, second brother?"
"Go and see the river!"
Pang Yu went back to the warehouse to get the horse, and took He Xianya out of Dongfengkou where Xiacongyangcang was located, crossed the red sandbar to He'an Street, and walked south along the river.
Outside the town, there are large and small ponds and lakes dotted all around, and there is an entire polder field along the river. Above the polder field is a neatly built ridge, with stone wells arranged in an orderly manner. The width can reach more than ten feet, and green willows are planted all over the roadside.
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Dageng stretches endlessly in Pang Yu's field of vision. It coincides with the autumn colors, rivers and lakes filled with water, stone embankments and willow shades, and different ponds reflecting them.
Rice fields and fish fields are interlaced on both sides of the stone embankment. The green and yellow colors are colorful. The skylight and cloud shadows are reflected in the waves. Pang Yu feels like walking in a dreamland of five colors of water, forgetting where he is.
Even in his previous life, he had never seen such a scene. In his intoxication, he didn't notice the passage of time. He rode south to a place where two rivers met. In front of him, the water and the sky met. The river above the river was sparkling and majestic.
The momentum immediately awakened Pang Yu from his psychedelic dream.
"Yangtze."
Pang Yu murmured.
Two watercrafts are merging into the Yangtze River in the river, and there are dots of sails in the waterway on the river.
Pang Yu looked at the river seriously. Every time the shadow of a boat disappeared, a new boat would appear from a distance.
Pang Yu rode his horse and stood motionless by the river, looking at the river like a stone sculpture, his eyes flashing constantly as he carefully counted the shadows of boats on the river.
A quarter of an hour later, He Xianya came panting from behind. As soon as he reached Pang Yu, he lay down on the ground. After panting for a long time, he said: "Second brother, aren't your legs hurt? You ran several miles just to have a look."
Dajiang?"
Pang Yu lowered his head and looked at He Xianya and said: "I have just passed so many boats on the river. This is not a big river, this is a big business."