Autumn is very short, so short that it makes people feel that the weather changes from cool to cold in just a moment. Unknowingly, the first snow of this winter fell. When Ye An just finished giving lectures to Zhao Zhen and left the palace, Goose Feather
Heavy snow fell from the sky.
Shaking the snow off his official uniform, Ye An felt a little unhappy. Today, he had made an appointment with Cao Yi and Li Zunxu to go fishing outside Tokyo, but now it seems that they may not be able to go.
But who would have expected that after leaving the palace gate, he saw the carriages of the Cao family and the Li family parked next to his own ox cart. Apparently, he had been waiting for a long time.
Ye An walked over, and sure enough, Li Zunxu's brain popped out of the car window, and he said with a smile: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, hurry up and get in the car, let's go out of the city and share the fun of fishing!"
Ye An looked at the snowflakes in the sky and shook his head helplessly: "With such heavy snow and brothers with such nature, Ye An feels ashamed!"
"Brother Changsheng, what you said is wrong. The more it snows, the more you wear a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, then you can truly appreciate the joy of fishing!"
Cao Yi, wearing a double-breasted coat and shirt, came around from behind her carriage. Only then did Ye An realize that the two people in front of him were dressed as scholars and did not have the toughness of generals at all.
It is ridiculous to say that the military generals of the Song Dynasty were almost the most "gentle" group of people. Not only were they suppressed by civil servants in the court, but they also dressed like genuine literati in how they dressed, spoke and acted.
Except for the thin-soled fast boots they still wore on their feet, they were almost the same as literati. It was hard to believe that they were a group of rough guys fighting on the battlefield.
This is a cultural change. The literati have changed many things in the Song Dynasty. Even the generals have begun to converge on their habits, as if wearing short skirts is an unseemly way of life.
The power of Confucianism lies in its emphasis on etiquette, which can inadvertently change your original attitude and lifestyle.
Now even Ye An is no exception. While he wants to change the world, he himself is also changed by the world. Both he and Qin Mumu are quietly changing in their words and deeds, as well as their behavioral habits.
Ye An, who came back to his senses, shook his head helplessly: "You are probably here for my new fishing rod. We have agreed in advance that a fishing rod costs ten guan, and we will not give you a penny less!"
Cao Yi curled her lips: "You are so rich, why do you still care about a fishing rod? I heard that you gave one to Mr. Wang, and Mr. Wang was very happy!"
"You can't say that." Ye An got on his bullock cart and stuck his head out of the window and said, "To give it to Wang Xianggong is to ask him to advertise for us. After a while, all the officials in Tokyo will be
Knowing that the fishing rods used by Prime Minister Wang come from our Puhui store, when the time comes to ask for the source, we can naturally bring out the business of our grocery store! Not only the fishing rods, but also all kinds of things, we have to ask for them.
People speak for themselves, so..."
"You kid, no wonder you gave Lao Lan a set of furniture before, why do you even want to take advantage of him?!"
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Lin's dissatisfied voice came from behind. Ye An turned around and said with a smile: "What I said is that longevity is to honor Official Lan!"
"Filial piety?!" Chen Lin chuckled: "You think I don't know how good you are at plucking the hair of a goose? How can you give away things for free? If there is no benefit, you won't even give a penny!"
Ye An shook his head slightly: "It makes no sense for you to say that. You should also know that Yunzhong County Marquis Mansion is a family that has done a lot of good deeds in Tokyo..."
"Isn't that just for good reputation?"
"Didn't I do good deeds?! What a joke! Good reputation is not something I deliberately seek, it is given by the people! Shouldn't people who do good deeds have a good reputation?! If you say so, people in Tokyo City
Everyone should do good deeds without expecting anything in return! Is the story of Zigong’s redemption the fault of Confucius?!”
What Ye An hates most is that the "Madonna" is those people who stand on the moral high ground and point fingers at others. Such people point fingers when others do things, but he himself does nothing except criticize others. Since he doesn't
Of course you won’t make a mistake if you do!
But Ye An also knows that Chen Lin sometimes likes to find fault with himself, and he doesn't know when he developed this habit.
Cao Yi and Li Zunxu had long since lost their voices, and even the horse-drawn carriage quickly surpassed Ye An's ox-cart. In their opinion, an internal official like Chen Lin should not appear, not to mention that he still lives in Ye An's house.
The convoy drove out of Jiaomenzi on the south bank of the Bianhe River in the snow. There is a small stream here that comes from the north and merges into the Bianhe River. The water flow is not fast and it is close to the shore. It is most suitable for fishing. Some people even built a small pavilion.
, the name "Chui Le" is very suitable for the occasion.
Cao Yi and Li Zunxu didn't understand why Ye An took Chen Lin with him, saying they were out fishing. In fact, the three of them were gathering more to discuss Puhui Company.
The presence of Chen Lin, a high-ranking official in the palace, is equivalent to telling Liu E about the discussion. Even if the relationship between the three families and the Tian family is good, they can't be so evasive, right?
But seeing Ye An's calm and calm look, Li Zunxu and Cao Yi didn't have anything to worry about. After all, Ye An was the big owner of Puhui Company, and he even established the company by himself. With such a resume, it was easy for people to forget his age.
Chuile Pavilion was very leisurely alone by the Bian River. After the convoy arrived, the servants of the Cao family and the Li family began to work. In comparison, the number of people in Ye An's family was pitiful. There was only one ox cart, including Zhao who drove the cart.
There were five or six guards in total.
Anyone who sees such a battle will feel chills. Li Zunxu has become accustomed to it. He and Cao Yi have told Ye An before, but Ye An always doesn't take it seriously. In his opinion, how can strangers who are not necessary be free?
Recruited into the house?
Besides, I don’t have any servants in my family, I just have family members. Whether it’s Xuan’er, Tieniu, the Wang Gang, or even the soldiers brought back from Huanzhou, they are all my family members.
Some of their relatives were placed in the mansion, while others were in Zhuangzi outside Tokyo. He would go there every now and then to see if they were doing well. As for Qin Mumu, he went even more frequently...
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But Chen Lin felt that Ye An was so good. There were no messy people in the house, so naturally no one would cause trouble, and no one would be interested in Si Liu's bad ideas.
This was of great benefit to the family tradition of the Yunzhong County Marquis Mansion. Chen Lin could not help but lament that birds of a feather flock together, and the people Ye An recruited into his family were all extremely reliable and with innocent identities.
As for the farmers in the village outside Tokyo, they are even more well-established. In the past, the Li family hired almost all poor farmers.
The most important thing is Ye An's low profile. He glanced sideways at Cao and Li, who were surrounded by a group of servants waiting for them. Chen Lin curled her lips disdainfully. She was dressed like a scholar, but she knew she had no food in her stomach at the first glance.
How much ink is there, let alone a disciple of Sage Kong.