For several days in a row, he ran to various new government offices, six ministries and nine temples, and various military camps, when he suddenly discovered something.
The friends were very busy, working hard to express their ambitions and ideals, but there was something wrong with their expressions.
Teacher Liao beat up the Confucian students, which was too serious and not sad.
Liu Chengfeng's face was full of kindness, and he was not bitter but deeply grudged.
Nangong Ping stopped tinkering with hidden weapons and poisons, and just chatted with merchants in the squad room.
Lin Hai's hands were still bloody, but his ugly face seemed to have some unspeakable meaning.
Xiao Yi was in Prince Qi's palace, no longer practicing iron spears, but practicing calligraphy.
Brother Dajun was riding on a war horse, cautiously, always wanting to get under the horse's belly and run as fast as he could, but in the military camp, the horse was running wildly.
Wen Ya placed Mo Dao in the Chu Mansion. She would come back every night, touch it twice, sigh quietly, turn around and angrily ask Bai Biao to continue reading.
Cuttlefish was drawing pictures in the class room, always from Geneva.
Even Cao Hu, who was in the Ministry of Rites, wore official robes and wandered around Beishi City. When he passed the gambling house, he rubbed his hands and finally returned to Qiu Wanshan's prison room to ask how to manage people's livelihood.
Walking in Nanshi, Chu Qing knocked on his head: "Something is wrong, something is wrong."
The third brother sighed silently.
What's wrong is life. Nowadays, the people around Chu Qing are less like a gang and more like a team. They are still close, but this closeness is a bit far away.
Walking aimlessly, Chu Qing's thoughts returned to reality. After stopping, he realized that he had arrived in front of a shop with a gilded signboard, Qizhen Pavilion.
Chu Qing smiled. There are many memories here.
"Hahaha." Like a child, Chu Qing quickened his pace and ran in excitedly: "Shopkeeper, come out quickly, I want to sell poems."
Finally there is one person who has not changed, the fat shopkeeper.
As soon as he saw Chu Qing, the shopkeeper bowed his head.
Chu Qing lifted the shopkeeper's hand and said with a smile, "Do you still remember me?"
The shopkeeper was sweating like rain, nodding his head repeatedly, "Remember, remember, many people have died in tears and still remember you."
Chu Qing is different from other courtiers. Other courtiers are willing to see the results in court when doing things. Chu Qing is more down-to-earth. Several times he has done important work in front of the people. No one in the capital knows Chu Qing's face.
You can't say none, few, very few.
The third brother also showed a smile. The first time he saw the fourth brother was here.
Chu Qing looked past the shopkeeper, with a look of surprise on his face: "The piano is still there!"
I walked over quickly and saw an antique piano.
Chu Qing became nervous and turned to look at the shopkeeper: "When I first came here, your Majesty... forced Lai Lai Lao Huang to play the piano?"
The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly.
He didn't know who Huang Si was, but he had an impression of Chu Qing, an impression that would last forever. It could be said to be a nightmare. The thought of taking advantage of the commander of Qianqiying made him want to surrender.
.
Chu Qing asked: "How much?"
The shopkeeper swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Five...five hundred strings?"
"Damn it!" Chu Qing cursed when he opened his mouth: "Why don't you go and grab it?"
The shopkeeper knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Commander, please calm down. Commander, please calm down. The business in the shop has been bad recently. Confucian scholars were scolded by a crazy old man and they dared not go out. No one comes to buy poems and songs anymore. If you are not in a hurry, then
The little one will go and grab it. Whoever you say belongs to him, the little one will go and grab it.”
Chu Qing looked confused, and Fu San scolded: "My young master asked you how much this piano costs, who cares about the money you ask for!"
The shopkeeper was also confused and looked at Chu Qing in disbelief: "You still have to spend money to buy a piano?"
Chu Qing: "..."
The third brother casually pulled out a banknote with a face value of ten guan and slapped it on the counter: "Wrap it up and send it to the Qianqiying Yamen Office."
"Wait a minute." Chu Qing was extremely puzzled and asked seriously: "Who did you hear that I buy things for free?"
The shopkeeper couldn't answer this question. Aren't you a living beast? A living beast should not spend money to buy things. Why do you think you are a living beast when you spend money?
"No, answer me, don't tell me, I have been in the Commander-in-Chief's career for so long and have done so many things, and the people still think that I go around the capital and buy things without spending money?"
"No." The shopkeeper said in confusion: "People say you are good."
"Then why do you think I bought the piano for free?"
The shopkeeper was dumbfounded and replied: "I'm not a commoner."
"Then what are you?"
"The villain is a merchant."
Chu Qing was finally convinced. It took him a long time to realize what was going on. The newly issued government decrees were all related to merchants. It was not about suppressing merchants, but the decrees and laws were becoming more and more detailed.
It is precisely because of this that the people misunderstood, and because they were burned by the Chamber of Commerce before, they thought they wanted to suppress the merchants, and basically did not regard them as human beings.
Everyone knows that Chu Qing is good to the people, but no one says that Chu Qing is good to the merchants.
"Get up and ask you something." Chu Qing scratched his chin: "Do you know anything about merchants in the recent Changlu new articles?"
"I know, I know." The shopkeeper nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "You should know it by heart."
"Then let me test you."
"You asked."
"About Changluzhong..."
After a pause, Chu Qing spoke: "Uh..."
He couldn't find a reason for it for a long time. It was only then that Chu Qing discovered that he only knew the general meaning of the recently issued decree, but he had no idea how it was written.
"Forget it, my majestic Commander-in-Chief of Qianqi Camp, I have nothing to do with you, a small businessman, to spend time. Remember to pay your taxes, bye."
Rolling his eyes and taking steps, Chu Qing left.
The third brother pointed to the banknote on the counter: "Do you still want it?"
Shopkeeper: "Can I...have it?"
"You don't want me to take it away."
“…”
Fu San grabbed the banknote and chased Chu Qing.
What is this called? This is called knowing how to live. When Chu Qing first debuted, he exchanged his virginity for counterfeit money. Qizhen Pavilion just sold half of Chu Qing's plagiarized poems and made hundreds of dollars. Why should he give him a piano?
It's easier for him.
After walking out of Qizhen Pavilion, Chu Qing looked around and suddenly realized that he seemed to have nothing to do.
"Well..." Chu Qing frowned, not daring to take a break. Once he took a break, he would miss some things, miss some things that made him happy, about the sea, about ships, about Guocheng, about smiles, about ships on the sea.
bed in cabin.
"No, I have to find something to do. By the way, when you go back, remember to ask Tan Ma to send Qin to Fu's escort agency, and deliver it to the army in Donghai as soon as possible, and then ask the army to go to Goguryeo and hand it over to the fourth child."
"Master, do you have anything to say?"
"Tell the fourth child that I miss him. Just this sentence, give it to him and laugh at him."
The third brother nodded. He understood what Chu Qing meant. A piece of piano is worth a thousand words.
"Third brother, do we have to find something to do?"
Fu San nodded: "Master, that's what you say."
"Then who do we do...No, what do we do?"
I didn't expect to do anything, but the problem came to me on my own initiative.
Jiang Yuesheng came galloping on a horse.
"Sir, the Goguryeo envoy has come to Beijing to discuss peace and marriage!"
Jiang Yuesheng stood up and dismounted, and repeated again: "Meeting peace and marriage, the envoy has entered the city and is about to arrive at Honglu Temple."
"I understand the peace talks, but what does your marriage mean?"