Zhao Pugui was the prime minister and was so high up there that it was impossible to go out and give orders to the people at this time, because no one recognized him. But when he went to find Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng didn't recognize him either, so how could he dare to obey orders indiscriminately. Fortunately, the flames were soaring into the sky here.
, a military inspector from the Kaifu Fengzuo Army Patrol Court passed by this place. When he saw this situation, he hurried over. However, he recognized Mr. Zhao, so he relieved Zhao Pu.
What is Zhao Pu's status in the Song Dynasty now? As long as the emperor's orders leave the palace, no matter how big or small, they are imperial edicts and are invalid without the seal of the second government. But Zhao Pu is not like that. What he issued was not an imperial edict, but a prime minister's order.
Your Majesty's edict can be issued at any time as long as he writes it down, and no one will disobey the order. It is really faster and more effective than the imperial edict. In the hearts of the people in Kaifeng City, today Xianggong Zhao and Nanya Zhao who are directly in charge of Kaifeng
Your Excellency, your influence is greater than that of the high-ranking officials. When Nafangzheng heard that the man in front of him was really Mr. Zhao, he was so panicked that he quickly kowtowed on the spot, got up and called on the people to demolish the houses and put out the fire.
With Mr. Zhao shouldering the responsibility, no one hesitated anymore. Hooks, saws, axes, ropes and wood were all used. Soon Dang Jin led a large group of people from the Forbidden Army camp to rush in.
Come on, the demolition of the house is indeed faster now. This is the good thing about a house with a bamboo and wood structure. It is easy to burn and demolish. The people and soldiers started to dig out a section around the fire quickly.
After being quarantined, the fire was finally under control.
As for the place where the fire started, I had already given up pouring water to extinguish the fire. I just rescued people from the house where the fire had just started, tried my best to help grab some soft belongings, and let the others burn. I saw that the fire was under control.
, Yang Hao just left the fire-fighting scene, sweating and covered in ashes, sitting on the big rock under a willow tree.
These days, he has been hiding his reputation and living a safe life. He knows in his heart that the officials have become suspicious of him because of the "reverse process" incident, and this suspicion may not be eliminated by his clever tricks.
He had no one in the court, so even if Luo Gongming wanted to help him, he could only play side drums at appropriate times and on certain occasions. However, Zhao Guangyi of Nanya had no such taboo at all.
How could he not be angry when his people were squeezed out by him? Yang Hao believed in Zhao Kuangyin's ambition, but did not believe that Zhao Guangyi also had the ambition of his elder brother. I remember that after Song Taizong became the emperor, he saw the people cheering for his prince.
He was jealous and resentful, and almost wanted to depose the prince. He was jealous of his own son, and no matter how broad-minded he was, his mind was limited. Now that he had offended him, he could often see the emperor, and he only had to say negative things to him a few times.
, maybe a fatal disaster will suddenly come.
Yang Hao couldn't grasp the current thoughts of the officials, so he had to try his best to look like he was settled in Kaifeng with peace of mind, just to relieve the murderous intention in the officials' hearts. Because he himself really wanted to live in Kaifeng forever and be a carefree peace officer.
My son, it’s true that he did too much hypocrisy. Now he has bought a house, hired servants and maids, and is also planning to buy a few kaiko and dancers, making him look like he will live in Kaifeng permanently.
Since arriving in Kaifeng, he has not taken a good tour of the city. Now that the spring is warm and the sunshine is just right, things in the house are almost arranged. The court has not done anything to him. It seems that the officials have forgotten about him.
, Yang Hao was like a mouse hiding in a cave. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to come out and experience the weather in Kaifeng.
As a result, there happened to be a fire. At first, he also carried water to put out the fire, but he did not expect that the fire would burn so quickly, so fiercely, and spread so quickly. In his subconscious, he had the impression of fire.
It was still the same situation as a fire under a reinforced concrete building. By the time he figured out the reason, the fire had spread in all directions. No matter how you put it out, it would only take a quarter of an hour to devour a house. Only then did he remember the partition fire.
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Now that the fire was under control, he retreated to the tree to rest. Zhao Kuangyin stood quietly on the other side of the willow tree, frowning and looking at the fire scene. The fire was raging, and the bamboo trees made a "crackling" sound, and from time to time there was a loud bang.
There was a sound, and it was a collapsed house. As soon as the house collapsed, countless sparks shot up into the night, jumping seven or eight feet high, like a tree of fireworks, and then quickly disappeared into the air and turned into flying ashes.
Mu Yu panted and ran to Yang Hao. He had just been ordered by Yang Hao to help put out the fire. There were only a few smoke marks on Yang Hao's face, but except for his eyes and teeth, he was black, just like a
Kunlun slave. He said excitedly: "Sir, the fire is under control."
Yang Hao smiled bitterly and said: "Alas! Even if this fire was saved in time, at least three to four hundred households would be burned to the ground. The fire spread so quickly, and many families would lose everything because of this fire.
People who have no relatives or friends to rely on and no skills may have to sell their sons and daughters to find a way to survive..."
Mu Yu said: "Who told them not to listen to the good advice of the adults and refuse to demolish their own houses. The result is harming others and themselves, and it is their own fault. Fortunately, they finally listened to the adults. Otherwise, I think this is so popular.
A few alleys were burned down, and nothing was left north of Liangmen."
Yang Hao shook his head and said: "You didn't listen to my words, but to the words of Mr. Zhao." He went to the distance to talk to the garrison generals, Nanya inspectors, and local officials who were coming one after another. Zhao Pu praised him.
He said: "Xiangong Zhao happened to be passing by here and he also thought of a way to knock down the house to stop the fire. Fortunately, he was here. Fortunately, he also thought of this method. Otherwise, the number of people affected by the disaster would have increased several times."
"Is that official Zhao Xianggong?" Mu Yu also looked at Zhao Pu and said, "That's no wonder. I just came over there and heard him say that the injured should be treated as much as possible. The family property should be treated as much as possible.
For families whose houses were burned down or whose houses were torn down, the court would subsidize them with money to rebuild their houses and subsidize some cloth and food. I heard that this man was quite popular, so I knew he was a high official, but I didn't know that he was a high-ranking official.
It’s the famous Mr. Zhao.”
Yang Hao said happily: "The imperial court wants to rescue the people? Great, haha, of course it is him. If it weren't for him, which court minister would dare to make his own decisions and immediately promulgate such measures to appease the people before asking for an order? Mr. Zhao is indeed
A generation of outstanding people, the imperial court is about to march south, and there is no room for chaos in the city of Tokyo. These measures will help stabilize people's hearts. Hmm..., the imperial court will subsidize money to build houses for them? "
"Yes, I just heard it with my own ears."
Yang Hao turned his head and thought, and suddenly said: "Xiao Yu, our family has purchased land and hired house servants these days, and we have spent almost all the money we brought from Luzhou..."
Mu Yu grinned, showing his small white teeth and said: "It doesn't matter, Yue'er has money there. When we came to Tokyo, Miss Tang gave all her personal money to Yue'er for safekeeping, saying that she would keep it.
It’s for your use, sir.”
Yang Hao shook his head and said: "No, I haven't married her yet, so how can I use her money."
Mu Yu said: "Hey, what's the matter? Sooner or later, I will marry Miss Tang."
"That's different," Yang Hao said: "It's soft-spoken and short-handed when it comes to taking advantage of others. If I use her private money now, will I be able to raise my head and speak loudly in front of her in the future?"
Zhao Kuangyin couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and then heard Yang Hao say again: "Listen to me, go back quickly, take a few people, carry the remaining money, and go to Wapoji ten miles away. Wherever bamboo, wood, bricks
You can buy as many building materials as you can, such as terracotta tiles, reeds, rafters and rafters."
Mu Yu said in shock: "Sir, do you want to expand the house?"
Yang Hao said amusingly: "If you want to expand a house, you transport all the materials here, and you will build three to four hundred houses at once. It is not enough to transport all the building materials in Wapoji. Once the materials are in short supply, the price will rise."
It is bound to rise, and with this in and out, we will make a fortune, and our money will be much easier."
Zhao Kuangyin almost fainted when he heard this. The contrast was too great. Just a moment ago, he was a virtuous man who cared about the country and the people. How could he turn into a big profiteer in the blink of an eye?
Mu Yu said calmly: "Sir, I think it's better to use Miss Tang's money to make money from these refugees. Besides, didn't you say that this bamboo and wood structure is the easiest to catch fire? Even if we want to sell it, why should we?"
Not just buying bricks and stones, but letting them get rid of it once and for all?”
"Idiot!" Yang Hao hit him on the head and said with a bitter smile: "If you can make your dreams come true, nothing in this world will be difficult."
He looked up at the ashes field where the smoke was still lingering, and said: "If you don't make this money, someone will make it. If you don't raise the price, someone will raise the price. Instead of that, why not make money? What we make is not shady money.
As for the use of bricks and stones... what do you think of the traditional hairstyle of the Qiang people? It's so cool to have a bare head. If the heat gets hot in a few days, if you persuade the Han people to shave their heads, do you think they will be willing?"
Mu Yu thought of that weird hairstyle and couldn't help laughing: "Of course I won't do it. I wouldn't do it if it were me."
"That's it. You have to know that the most difficult thing to change is people's habits and ideas. There are some things that you can't implement if you think it's beneficial. People here are accustomed to using bamboo and wood. No one cares about you even if you try your best. Let them
To realize the benefits of using bricks and stones, even if the court comes forward and vigorously promotes it, it will take three to five to seven years at the earliest. It is impossible now.
Furthermore, because the amount of bricks and stones here has always been very small, the inventory is limited. Where can I buy them at the moment? Should I go to another place to order them for firing? It will be several months before the shipment arrives. Stop talking and go quickly.
, you go back home immediately, get the money and go to Wapoji. If there are those nimble-minded merchants who have thought of this, we will be too late."
"What about you, sir?"
"I'll just walk back. If you're smart, hurry up and get back."
"Okay, let's go down then." Mu Yu responded, turned around and ran away.
Zhao Kuangyin smiled slightly, turned around and walked away. After walking more than ten steps, he stopped and said to a guard: "Go and tell Zhao Pu that there is no need to ask for an order. I have it. Add another one, during the period of disaster relief and housing construction, transportation
Those who sell bamboo, wood, masonry, and stone construction materials into the city are exempt from all taxes."
The guard left in response, only to hear a bang, and another big house collapsed, causing the people to scream in surprise. Zhao Kuangyin frowned slightly and thought to himself: "When I go back today, I have to summon the ministers to discuss it carefully. I am getting worse and worse in Kaifeng."
The city is prosperous, densely populated, with rows of buildings, and fires occur frequently. Although fires are inevitable, we must find a way to minimize fire losses."
Yang Hao sent Mu Yu away and went alone, along the Bianhe River gradually to the vicinity of Killing Pig Alley. Along the way, he saw hundreds of boats vying for a swim on the Bianhe River, with sails like clouds. Lake boats, swordfish boats, mackerel boats,
There are various kinds of boats, such as beach boats, flat boats, and canopy boats. They have different functions. Like blood transfusions, they can transfer two Zhejiang cloths, Guangdong pearls and jade, Sichuan tea, Luoxia yellow rice grains, Anyi dates, Jiangling
Chinese oranges, Chen Xia lacquer, sesame from Qilu, ginger, cinnamon, glutinous rice, silk and cloth, fermented salt and fermented black beans, rice and wheat grains, all imported to Tokyo...
The sight of these majestic ships made Yang Hao feel relaxed and happy. There were many shops along the Bianhe River, selling a dazzling array of goods, including furs and jade from the Tufan Uighurs, grain from the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers, aquatic products from all along the coast, cattle and sheep from the Liao Kingdom, etc.
Fans from Japan, ink from Goryeo, spices and pearls from Dashi, as well as wine, fruit, tea, silk, paper, books from all over the country are all available. There are also some small shops selling snacks, cooked sheep heads, grilled sheep heads, etc.
Sheep face, belly lungs, kidney crabs, clams, jujube dumplings, and fragrant candies, the fragrance is everywhere.
The common people did not cause commotion because of the fire north of Liangmen, and there were still bustling crowds everywhere. Yang Hao happened to look at the door of a bronze mirror shop and found a few black ash on his cheeks, and then he understood that there were a few black ash on his cheeks.
There were always people pointing out the reason for him, so he hurriedly walked to the edge of the Bian River.
The antique buildings in this place are scattered in a scattered manner. The carved railings and painted buildings are quaint and pleasant, and the small windows and beaded curtains are dark and quiet. It is like a villa area of a wealthy family, which looks much quieter. Those pavilions and pavilions are built near the water, and the entrance gate
Most of the ones opening on the street side and facing the water are backyard doors and windows.
Yang Hao arrived at the river, squatted down and washed his face. As soon as he stood up, a short wooden stick hit him on the head with a "bang" sound. Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, raised his head and said angrily
: "Which blind thing is it...ah, it turns out to be a girl?"
He saw half of his body leaning out from upstairs, but it was a young woman with a plain face without makeup, elegant and charming. She was holding the window with one hand, and her waist-length hair hung down like a black and shiny satin.
, there are still some crystal water drops hanging at the end, I think it’s because I just washed my hair.
When the girl saw a young man standing downstairs, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I lost the window support by mistake. Don't be offended, sir."
This girl has a face that is both happy and angry, and her smile is particularly beautiful. When she sees the angry-eyed King Kong, she will turn into a compassionate one. Yang Hao's anger also disappeared, and he smiled and said: "It's not in the way, it's not in the way, it's me."
If you're not careful, you shouldn't stand under the girl."
The girl smiled and said, "Can you please throw up the pole?"
"Ah? Okay, okay." Yang Hao suddenly felt that this scene looked familiar. He looked around and found out that unfortunately, no one named Wang Po opened a tea shop on the Bianhe River. Otherwise, this would clearly be the first time Ximen Qing met Pan Jinlian.
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He raised the pole, and the girl upstairs held the window with one hand, stretched out the other hand, caught the pole very deftly, and smiled at him charmingly: "Thank you, sir."
"No thanks, no thanks!" Seeing the girl put down the window, Yang Hao's words that he had memorized but could no longer remember jumped into his mind involuntarily, and he muttered casually: "My figure is already enchanting. What a charming figure."
, it’s really hard to describe. A person whose skin is as pure as jade, even more come to take over Qianjiao. She sings and dances, Ying is ashamed of her clever tongue, Liu is envious of her slender waist..."
I can't remember anything further. After thinking about it carefully, I still can't remember it. Alas! That's all I can remember. Yang Hao shook his head regretfully and was about to leave when the window opened again with a "squeak" sound.
, the girl stuck her head out, looked at Yang Hao with a pair of almond-shaped eyes, and suddenly asked: "Did the young master make these words?"
"Ah...", Yang Hao thought to himself: "Whose words are these? I also forgot, it can't be said that it was done by a beggar named Hong Qi in the countryside of Bazhou..."
The young girl only said that it was indeed him who did it, and she was overjoyed and said quickly: "The slave has injured the young master by mistake, so he should wait for tea to apologize. How about asking the young master to go around to the front of the courtyard? The slave family will go to the door to greet him immediately."
"Yeah, Ximen Qing wants to act like a gentleman, isn't Xiao Pan going to take the initiative to hook up with you?" Yang Hao was joking to himself in his mind, shaking his head and saying: "It's a little trivial, little lady, you're welcome."
"Who are you being polite to?" the girl said coquettishly, "Young master, please come to the front door. I have other matters to entrust to you."
"What's up?"
"How can we talk upstairs and downstairs like this? Master, please come to the house first. Can the slave family still eat you?"
"That's... okay." Yang Hao didn't know what was going on with her. He was curious for a moment, but since he had nothing to do, he agreed.
When the girl saw him walking around the house, she couldn't help but said happily: "This young man's lyrics are really beautiful. Maybe he can solve the problem of my young ladies. Hehe, if you want to take a nap, someone will bring you a pillow. My young lady is really lucky."
Okay..." He said and lowered the window.
There is an elegant residence in the house, where the protagonist Zi Liu Duo'er is making tea and entertaining guests.
The room is elegantly furnished, with several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls. There are small tables on two sides of the hall, and the host and guest sit on their knees. There are several plates of seasonal fruits on the tables. There is a small red clay stove at the door, with a charcoal fire and water on the stove.
It's boiling.
There were no chairs in the room, only short tatami-like things on both sides of the room.
At this time, the Hu stool had just been introduced to the Central Plains. There were not many Central Plains people who were willing to accept this new style of furniture. Many families, especially the noble families, dismissed this non-traditional Chinese thing and usually sat on the floor when entertaining guests.
Tea is served on a low table. The beauty is as beautiful as jade. The wind in the hall brings a burst of jasmine fragrance from outside the bamboo curtain. The wind chimes jingle in the corridor. The mood is really different.
The visitor is about sixty years old, with a clear face, three strands of long beard, and a head of gray hair that is meticulously combed. He looks very energetic. He is wearing a light green robe with dark green moire embroidered on the hem, and a tie around his waist.
Wearing an emerald-yellow silk ribbon, her hair was pulled into a bun, and a jade hairpin was inserted horizontally. She had an air of immortality, which made people awe-inspiring at first sight.
If Yang Hao met this old man, he would definitely recognize him. He was the famous Lu Renjia Lu who was so angry that he fainted to the ground in Guangyuan.
The woman opposite is Liu Duo'er, the owner of this "Ruxue Fang". She is one of the four top performers in Kaifeng Jiaofang. She is famous for singing and dancing. She looks like she is only eighteen or nineteen years old. She is wearing a "Tian Shui Bi" dress.
The clothes were a gauze shirt with big sleeves and double breasts. It had a low waist and a floor-length skirt. Her hair was tied up in a 'frightened swan bun', and a golden branch on top seemed to be flashing.
Liu Duo'er is young and young, wearing a half-chested long-sleeved Luo shirt. A seductive ravine appears on the white and tender Sai Xue's breasts. Sitting opposite, not only the emerald green bust inside is clearly visible, but also her two breasts.
The skin of the jade arms is also faintly visible.
She was wearing a slow-skirted skirt that half covered her chest, and she was wearing a white jade dress with cicada wings. Although Lu Renjia was old, her eyes couldn't help but shine when she saw such a beautiful lady.
This woman is truly worthy of being one of the four leading ladies in Kaifeng. Judging from her appearance, she has bright eyes and white teeth, and is soft and charming. Her smile is like a spring breeze blowing on her face, and her eyes are full of beauty. As soon as she turns, she feels that infinite amorous feelings are blowing towards her face. It is really fascinating.
Sex teaches the gods to kill.
"Mr. Ding'an, please have some tea."
Liu Duoer served the tea with both hands and handed it to Lu Renjia respectfully. Lu Renjia hurriedly raised his hand to take it, gave it a weak hand with his right hand, and said with a smile: "I love you, no need to be polite."
The word "Aiqing" was not used exclusively by the emperor at this time. People of high status also used this affectionate name for women in brothels they knew, just like in ancient times everyone could use the word "我" to call themselves. There is nothing wrong with Lu Renjia calling Liu Duoer this way.
However, his visit today was not to ask Liu Duo'er for help, but to be invited by Liu Duo'er to help her write lyrics and compose music. Calling him such a name was a bit of a joke, and Liu Duo'er was slightly startled after hearing this.
This girl has a beautiful face, and when she is slightly shy, she looks even more charming and charming, which is really hard to describe.
Lu Renjia's eyes flashed with light, he twisted his beard and said with a smile: "Ai Qing deserves to be the leader of the Kaifeng trip, she is really charming."
Liu Duo'er lowered her eyes slightly and smiled slightly: "Mr. Ding'an is so complimentary. I have a poor reputation and poor appearance. How can I be praised by Mr. Xiang? I have been fond of studying calligraphy and poetry since I was a child. I invite Ding'an today."
I hope that you, sir, will give me more advice in the future and often send you kind words and poems. I will be very grateful."
Lu Renjia knew that this girl was currently fighting for fame with Wu Wa, another leader in Kaifeng, and now she was at a disadvantage, so she found him and wanted to use his words to win the battle, so she flicked her long beard and
He laughed and said: "I like to write and write. My love for Qing Lan is very kind and kind, which makes people happy. It would be a good thing if I can often match my poems with my love for Qing. It's just..."
Liu Duo'er understood and smiled sweetly: "Don't worry, Mr. Ding'an. If I get a good poem from you, I will be rewarded. If I get a poem from you, I will be paid five taels. How about that?"
The price of five taels of silver for a poem is not too low, but Lu Renjia is a famous scholar in the Central Plains, so for him, the price is not high. Lu Renjia smiled and said: "My dear, I don't have any shortage of money at home. This is just a matter of money."
It’s fine that I don’t need any money at first. But... the top four major businessmen in Kaifeng often ask celebrities for their words, and they always pay according to their talent, knowledge, and reputation. If my asking price is low, it won’t look good in terms of face.”
Liu Duo'er's price originally left him room for bargaining. When he heard this, he said: "Then, I wonder how much Mr. Ding'an's money for polishing his pen will be priced at?"
Lu Renjia stretched out an index finger: "Twelve!"
Liu Duo'er hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "That's it, that makes sense."
Lu Renjia smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "What I said... is gold."
"What?" Liu Duoer sat upright in surprise.
Lu Renjia's old eyes briefly glanced at her tender and smooth breasts, and he said with a smile: "But... this resource for polishing the pen is actually not negotiable. It depends on what you want, Aiqing..."
