Aoyama

In Xiaoyangchun, the kings and envoys of various countries drove into the imperial city with their vehicles raising their flags.Lin'an, the imperial city, gathers celebrities from all over the world, the traffic is busy, and the commercial market is prosperous like never before.

There is a saying that when you go to the country, do as the Romans do, and it is easy to do things.For those who are new to Yunmeng, the most urgent thing is to tailor a few sets of fashionable clothes.All the princes and nobles will be arranged by the Ministry of Rites and the post office, and all the scholars who are famous for their elegance will be received by the Hanlin and the Academy.During the period, the public demand for silk and silk was designated to be purchased at Sanhe Clothfang according to the above-mentioned instructions.

Sanhe Cloth Workshop, which manages business in Kyushu, has hundreds of workshops, and is the leader of government-entrusted merchants.The owner of the cloth shop, Chen Li, walked with Mr. Han in adversity in the early years, and now he is bestowed with a sixth-rank crown and belt, which is extremely valuable for merchants.

On that day, three besieged men from a foreign land walked into Boss Chen's cloth shop.The leader, dressed in military clothes, has the figure of a leopard, followed by a white-haired elder and a civilian servant.

Boss Chen bowed his waist and smiled warmly and thoughtfully: "The old man came from the Nine Realms to go to the poetry meeting? The place is full of wars, and you have worked hard all the way." Eyebrow, good looking, extraordinary bearing.

"My husband wants to find a dark-patterned silkworm chrysalis." The servant stepped forward and smiled politely, "I heard that in Lin'an City, only your family dares to sell it."

Silkworm chrysalis silk, restrained and luxurious, officially equipped with three sets of embroidery patterns.The first noon is for spring silkworms, the next noon is for figurines, and the evening is for moths and butterflies. In one day, change clothes three times.

Chen Li sent his staff to pour tea for the old man, and said with a smile, "To tell you the truth, there is only one family in Lin'an City, and even the silk from Mr. Han's house is taken from here."

The servant helped the old man to sit down, raised his face and asked, "Master Han is what the store is talking about, but is it Master Han Shui, the chief banner of the film department?" Chen Li was proud, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Isn't it?" A sharp look flashed in the servant's eyes, Startling the dragon, moving the dragon.

The old gentleman cleared his throat, his spirit was vigorous: "A set of silkworm chrysalis silk, two pieces of brocade clothes, experts will see, is it appropriate?" Seeing that the sandalwood rosary in his hand was a rare item in the Nine Realms, Chen Li greeted the staff and immediately held it up. Put on the bamboo box and collect the silver taels.

If it is really a talented person who is famous all over the world, he will be arranged by the imperial court, and there is no reason to buy his own clothes.But if it's the likes of everyone with false names, they will never have such self-cultivation and tolerance.

After seeing off the guests, Boss Chen called a few servants and told him: "When you go to Han Mansion to hand in the clothes, talk to Ari and tell him that there are some masters who buy silkworm chrysalis and silk from the Nine Realms." The servant led Life, out of cloth workshop.

The gold powder plaque on the cloth square is said to be inscribed by Mr. Jin Ling of the White Horse Academy.Less than five feet away, the old man looked back, stroked his long white beard, and sighed endlessly.The servant was beside him, his spine straight and straight like a green pine.

"Young Master Jing, what you see today is like a lifetime away from what you saw 18 years ago?" said the old man.The servant known as Mr. Jing commented calmly: "Yunmeng, the new policy is successful, the military system is strong, the imperial court is not controlled by the princes, and it supports the people, saves the people, loves the people, and controls the people. It is worthy of being the most powerful country in the world."

The road runs along Changle Street, and there are many pavilions on both sides, which is a scene of prosperity.From time to time, there are high-rise buildings from foreign countries passing by, officers and soldiers clear the way, silk flags fly, and the majesty is fully displayed, but the people are not afraid.

The old man continued to comment: "Emperor Yun, the Liying Department, uses strong ministers, advances and retreats freely, and is more than capable." Mr. Jing: "I only hope that she can ignore the past and have benevolent thoughts for the people of the Nine Realms."

Touring until sunset, the three of them stayed at the Tianxing Hotel.Due to the collapse of the Nine Realms, the owner didn't know where to go, and was afraid of the fierce warriors, so he struggled for a while before allowing a few guests.

At night, the old gentleman was sleeping peacefully, and Mr. Jing leaned on the railing and shouted: "The vast soup, the Jinjiang River, and the two regions, wash away the people's grievances in the past, break up the country and break up the ambitions, and pick up my old rivers and mountains..." An exotic song, only Yingge is with.

The boy from the cloth shop pulled several carts of silk and silk, creaking, and arrived at the back door of the Han Mansion at night.The butler, A Rui, brought a group of handymen to unload and take inventory.

We greeted each other face to face, and the two sides handed over a few notebooks.A Rui: "But according to the old rules?" Boy: "Don't worry, according to the system of flood shelters, there will be no mistakes."

In the past, the subordinates sent dozens of pieces of horses privately, and all the goods left were the accounts of the film department and hung in various departments.Now that the mansion has been moved, there are hundreds of people, all of whom are delicate masters, costing as much as 2000 taels, Master Han cannot afford to support them.

Lin Yun, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, was considerate, and set up another expenditure for Mr. Han, called "repair funds for avoiding floods and rehabilitating the people".This is the road that Sanhe Cloth Workshop delivers cloth.

A Rui and the servants chatted in low voices, but the handymen just kept their heads down and ran their errands, running back and forth between the main room and the back door.The servant glanced sideways: "The man with the pine flower and cooked silk on his back looks familiar." Ari didn't turn his head, and replied as usual: "It's General Qi, and now he is a handyman in the house."

Every time a piece of clothing was unloaded, the general flicked the dust, and he would babble: "Corrupt officials are stealing people's wealth." I don't know which mouth is about to file a complaint. The next day, the general was sent to the study of the main courtyard to answer Mr. Han's question. .

General Qi was a little nervous. After all, it's been a long time since the sky and the earth have passed, and the two haven't spoken for a long time.

Behind the screen in the study room, there is a rockery, which looks like the word "good".At the place of flowing water, there are eighteen green-glazed lotus incense burners floating, and the loquat incense is lit.

Han Shui put down his pen, and threw a roll of bamboo slips across the carving crane hollowed-out red sandalwood case: "I ask you, did you ever meet Mr. Gong when you went to the Nine Realms?"

Qi Lin bent down to pick it up, his eyes suddenly brightened: "Mr. Gongming, elder brother, the heir of the Nine Realms Mountain Ghost Dao? At that time..." Han Shui: "Do you know him?" Qi Lin smiled: "I don't know." Han Shui's face darkened.

The handyman is used to it, and once he arrives at the place of incense, he can't stay.Qi Lin handed back the bamboo slips and wanted to leave.Han Shui: "You go." Unexpectedly, Qi Lin really left.Han Shui gritted his teeth and complained, "Come back."

Qi Lin turned his head and smiled like a warm sun: "What are your orders?" How could Han Shui admit that during the past few months when he indulged in lust, he only thought about the appearance of this person in front of him.

Bowing his head and writing, he said with a smile: "I want to eat candied cherry blossoms." Avoiding all the scars, just talk about candied cherry blossoms.Han Shui's conversation has come to this point, and it probably means to let go of the past and get back together.

Qi Lin was flirtatious and big-hearted, seeing Mr. Han's fair skin was flushed, he couldn't hold back, he pressed his palm on the red sandalwood case, and kissed Mr. Han.The pen in the adult's hand slipped, and a few ink clouds poked out from the white clothes.

Han Shui: "Presumptuous." Qi Lin smiled slightly, jumped over the table, and squeezed onto the silver soft jade mat.Han Shui was thinking about business at first, but his body became very hot after being rubbed like this.He wanted to cough, half clenched his fists, and covered his mouth.

"Qingyan, you have a cough, not to mention candied cherry blossoms, even the sky-high price of loquat fragrance, it is difficult to cure thoroughly." Qi Lin said, "New Year's Day poetry meeting is approaching, I just think, no matter what happens, I can be by your side , to accompany you in healing."

Han Shui swallowed the blood in his chest, and said forcefully, "I'm not sick." Qi Lin's eyes rolled, "I know, I'll find preserved cherry blossoms for you."

At least, during the days when General Qi was looking for preserved fruits through iron shoes, Yuetian Camp had been very quiet.The chief general Jin Yu is cautious and disciplined, and the military governments in various places also obey the imperial government's great policy of reducing troops and returning farming.

Mr. Han freed up his mind, but he didn't focus on nourishing and recuperating. Instead, he thought about the two or three things about the New Year's Day poetry meeting.

First, he wanted to instigate several party officials to urge the empress to enshrine the East Palace.You know, the Empress is diligent and will never procrastinate in everything.Some time ago, Nanchi Road was suddenly plagued by locusts, and Zizhen Hall held a court meeting the next day to decide on relief matters.Within three days, the imperial envoys went to the localities, the officers and soldiers moved the grain, and the peasant officials announced the strategy of burning the stalks to destroy the locusts and quell the civil unrest.

However, the female emperor was in charge of state affairs, but the matter of enshrining the East Palace was delayed again and again, and it dragged on for two full years.When it came to the Poetry Club, it happened that Hanlin Academy was planning an uprising.The scarlet flame golden beast shocked the academicians in charge of the academy, and it couldn't shock the hardcore scholars who wanted to be on the side of the Qing emperor.

So, secondly, we need to assign a few capable subordinates to monitor the movement of each household. First, we must fish out all the fish in the clear stream and weigh them before we can think of countermeasures.

On the eighth day of the lunar new year, it was cloudy and rainy, and Mr. Qiu Ban was holding a gold-painted candied fruit box in his hand, standing in the study of the main courtyard.Han Shui coughed, and sat on the edge of the rockery, smelling the fragrance of loquats.

"Your Excellency likes sweets, I went to Yao's shop to get a box of preserved cherry blossoms..." Han Shui coughed again before the young master finished speaking.

Qiu Ban hurriedly put down the box, took out a silk handkerchief, and went forward to wipe the blood.Han Shui let him wait on him, and asked lightly: "Is there any news from Yuhua Pavilion?" Qiu Ban nodded.

After careful investigation by Yuhua Pavilion, the person reported by Sanhe Bufang is indeed Gong Ming, a hermit from the Nine Realms.Mr. Gong worked tirelessly and traveled thousands of miles from the war-torn Nine Realms to go to the Yunmeng State New Year's Day Poetry Fair.

"My lord, let me refresh you with some tea, and I'll drink it for you." Qiu Ban served the tea, holding a wash cup in the other hand.While rinsing his mouth, Han Shui covered his sleeves, and Qiu Ban retreated with lowered eyebrows.

After two cups of tea, Su Mu came, dressed in a black shadow suit, carrying a fruit box in his hand: "Master Wen likes candied fruit, and my subordinate brought some candied cherry blossoms..." Han Shui was stunned: "You and I have been together since the western region." Work hard, why bother doing this."

Su Mu: "It's really General Qi, who is well-known throughout the city. If he doesn't bring some preserved cherry blossoms, he will look ignorant." Han Shui: "Don't call yourself a subordinate. When it comes to Lefang's seniority in the past, I have to call you A senior brother."

To his subordinates, Han Shui has always been stern, no matter whether he is trusted or capable, he only adheres to one principle: rewards and punishments are clearly defined, and kindness and power are combined.

Today is an exception, paving the way for a few words of affection, which are actually for the business we are talking about.Mr. Gong Ming and Mr. Han Yu, two piano masters, are friends of high mountains and rivers and lifelong friends.According to the etiquette, the two will go to see them from now on.

There was one thing that Han Shui didn't understand: "With Mr. Gong's reputation, since he's here, why bother to hide his name and stay in Jianghu Inn."

Su Mu: "In recent years, Gong Ming has tried his best to persuade the princes from all walks of life in the Nine Realms to help the crown prince Jingxuan." Han Shui frowned slightly.

Three years ago, the Spiritual Light Altar received a report that Jingxuan, the prince of the Nine Realms, ascended the throne and became the emperor with the help of an old prince.Han Shui: "It's just a puppet, and the Nine Realms are still in dire straits."

The incense is frivolous, and the water moistens the lotus. In the elegant atmosphere, Su Mu's expression became complicated: "My lord, this puppet escaped from the hands of the old prince. Now it is in the imperial city of Lin'an, Tianxing Inn."

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