Chapter one hundred and forty seventh wine is good
In Jinling City, a man was riding a divine black horse. He was full of curiosity about everything in the city and commented on it from time to time.
"Well, there are more shops here than in the capital. Although it is not as prosperous as the capital, it is more simple and pleasant."
Compared with the imperial land of the capital, Jiangnan is naturally a little inferior, but compared to the capital, Jiangnan naturally has its own unique charm.
People from the capital went out wearing brocade hats and mink fur hats, wishing others didn't know he was rich. Behind the young master in brocade clothes were seven or eight scoundrels, shouting and shouting.
This is not the case in Jiangnan. After all, there are not so many high-ranking officials and dignitaries under the emperor's feet. It is impossible to say that the young master is the young master of such and such a family, or the young master of such and such a family.
The land of plenty in the south of the Yangtze River was mostly a land of merchants. Although Taizu allowed the children of merchants to read and read, the status of merchants was still somewhat low. Even though others respected the wealthy gentry and wealthy merchants on the surface, they still looked down on these profit-seeking people in their hearts.
It can only be said that the deep-rooted class ideology of scholars, peasants, industrialists and merchants is at work. Liu Mingzhi does not think so. The concept of being rich means being a master has long thrown aside the words scholars, peasants, industrialists and merchants. No matter how high your status is, you have to spend money.
Have a meal.
Liu Mingzhi has always been dismissive of the existence of those merchants who open their mouths and merchants who keep their mouth shut. If you look down on me, I am not willing to play with you.
Since you are so noble, go ahead and eat your bran-thick vegetables. When will you be able to drink ginseng soup and discuss with me the issue of low status of merchants, who have no time to care about food, clothing, housing and transportation? You talk to me about the issue of face?
Isn’t this the same existence as those ‘experts’ in later generations? They talk about their ideals and shut up their ideals, and they talk about their struggles and keep silent about their struggles. Damn it, I can’t even eat when you talk to me about your ideals.
Bullshit.
Whenever he meets such people, Young Master Liu will directly treat them as 686 and let you 686. I will remain unmoved. If you can, just hit me. Each of these young men worth hundreds of thousands of taels of silver lies on the ground and cannot move.
The man's face was slightly majestic, and his hairstyle was fluttering in the wind, tied up only with a hairband.
The man stopped at a four-story restaurant and got off his horse. Something was different immediately. The man only had one arm. He was Hu Yanyu, the second prince of the Huyan tribe who had come from the grassland.
Hu Yanyu looked around Jinling City with a complicated expression: "Is this where my mother lives? I don't know where my little sister is."
There are two reasons why Hu Yanyu rode down to the south of the Yangtze River this time. One is to look for his younger sister Hu Yanjunyao. It has been three or four months since Huyan Junyao entered the Dalong Dynasty. There is no news. The eldest brother Huyanyu is naturally worried. The younger sister Huyan
Yunyao grew up in the grassland since she was a child. She has always been unfamiliar with Han people's rules and was afraid that she would get into trouble.
In addition, their mother was a Han woman who was a prisoner taken away by her father. Although she gave birth to the second prince Huyanyu and the little princess Huyanjunyao, their natural racial hatred did not receive much attention.
After Hu Yanjunyao was sent down, he died feeling miserable and melancholy.
Huyanjunyao and his sister grew up in the contempt of some tribesmen. Fortunately, Huyanyu strives for success and knows that if you want people to respect you enough, you can't just look at your status. You must have enough strength to surrender to others, only yourself.
Only when you are strong can you gain respect from others. It is not the so-called second prince status, but your own strength.
All this stems from his mother. It can be said that Hu Yanyu's temperament is very similar to his mother's. She is self-reliant and easy-going. After the death of his mother, Hu Yanyu could not bear the bullying and left his hometown to venture into the Dalong Dynasty alone.
After arriving in the Dalong Dynasty, Hu Yanyu learned about his mother's worries during his lifetime. His identity as a Turk made it difficult for him to move around in the Dalong Dynasty, and he lived a life without enough food and clothing. He knew that he had met his mentor, but he was persecuted because of his identity.
There was so much hatred that he had to hide his identity against his master, which is why Liu Sandao went into the desert grassland alone to find him and settle his grudges.
Thinking of these, Hu Yanyu also sighed. His mentor taught him everything he could, but he died because of his depression.
Secondly, Huyanyu came to escape from marriage. The Jin Kingdom and the tribes in the grasslands had always had an ambiguous relationship. For some unknown reason, they suddenly wanted to marry the Qin and Jin Dynasties. They married the eldest princess, Wanyan Yanyu, and the Huyan tribe. Everyone was happy.
To solve the problem, the powerful forces unite to fight against the dragon.
The bad thing is that the person Wanyan Yanyu married was not Huyan Chile, the eldest prince of the Huyan tribe, but Huyanyu, the second prince.
Because of his bloodline, Hu Yanyu has always been despised by other small leaders. Although Hu Yanyu relies on his strong strength to suppress these people from talking nonsense, he is a common son after all.
The eldest prince Huyanzhile is the legitimate heir to the Huyan tribe.
Moreover, Wanyan Yanyu's marriage made the leaders of other tribes feel insecure, fearing that the Huyan tribe would become a dominant family and eventually annex other tribes.
They would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. The leaders of the grassland tribes have a very simple idea. They would rather be my little king than the leader of your Huyan tribe.
For a time, the Huyan tribe was in a state of turmoil and was the target of public criticism.
Hu Yanyu sighed, recovered his mind and walked into the restaurant.
The waiter wanted to welcome the guests, but when he saw Hu Yanyu's dress, he hesitated: "Hu?"
Hu Yanyu didn't know how many times he had been through this kind of situation and had already calmed down: "Second brother, I am a Hu merchant. I have admired the prosperity of Jiangnan for a long time and came here to do business. Please don't mind my identity."
When the waiter heard that Hu Yanyu claimed to be Hu Shangcai, his expression eased. Jiangnan has always been prosperous and there were many Hu merchants coming to do business, so he would not be hated.
"Sir, please come in. I will lead your horse." The waiter did not call himself young but called himself me. It can be seen that he is still a little proud.
The restaurant was full of people, and the business must have been good. Hu Yanyu found a table and sat down. Suddenly, everyone around him retreated and set the tables farther away.
Hu Yanyu's expression remained unchanged and he drank the drink brought by the waiter.
In his past life, Liu Mingzhi had never wanted to get drunk, but today he had it. He wanted to get drunk to isolate himself from this fucked up life.
"Welcoming guests, what a good name. I wonder if it belongs to our family." Liu Mingzhi walked into the restaurant, shaking his head.
Huh, business is good!
Looking at the crowded restaurant, Liu Mingzhi wanted to leave, but he caught sight of Hu Yanyu's still empty table and sat on it: "Waiter, if you want good wine and good food, I'll serve you some strong wine."
Hu Yanyu played with the wine glass and looked at Liu Mingzhi who was sitting opposite him with an uncertain expression: "Brother, you sat down suddenly without asking if I mind?"
Liu Mingzhi picked up Hu Yanyu's wine bottle by himself. Regardless of his slightly stunned look, he just wanted to get drunk.
After pouring himself a glass of wine, Liu Mingzhi held the glass and wanted to give Hu Yanyu a drink: "Do you mind?"
Hu Yanyu looked at the wine glass Liu Mingzhi threw in the air and raised it to clink it and chuckled: "I don't mind."
Liu Mingzhi drank it all in one gulp: "As long as you don't mind, it's good if you have wine, it's good if you have wine."
Hu Yanyu also drank it all in one gulp and then filled a glass of wine for the two of them: "You can't just forget about drinking my wine. You have to treat me to a meal."