"Chief Jin, this Tokyo city looks a lot dilapidated!"

"No, the thief is really hateful!"

Jin Youcheng looked at the many dilapidated houses on both sides of the street, and shook his head with a sigh.

These houses were all when the Jurchens besieged Tokyo City in the first year of Jingkang, and the city was too cold and lacked charcoal, so the Song army had to demolish them. Hundreds of thousands of people starved to death and froze to death in the city of Tokyo, and all the gold and silver were looted, and even now, several years later, the wounds of the war have not been recovered.

The two of them were dressed in Goryeo wide pants and short clothes, walking on the South Gate Street in the north of Daxiangguo Temple, which attracted the attention of many passers-by.

"If it weren't for Wang Song's thieves in Tokyo City that day, I'm afraid that this prosperous and splendid Tokyo City would have fallen long ago!"

The companion smiled and said, "It's a pity that Wang Song is dead, and this thief is going to do evil again." I don't know how long this Tokyo city can be held. ”

Jin Youcheng nodded. Now that it is a hot summer season, the Jin people have retreated, and there are not many bandits on the canal, the country's merchants can buy more goods and transport them back to Goryeo.

If the Jin people move south again, they will rely on these people to burn, kill, loot, and wreak havoc, and everything they pass by will be ruined, and I don't know if the ship division of Banqiao Town, Mizhou of the Great Song Dynasty can still hold on.

Maybe soon, the glass, porcelain, and silk of the Great Song Dynasty will no longer be available.

The two of them walked east along the street, and the street was bustling with pedestrians The street market around Daishokokuji Temple is the liveliest place in the whole city of Tokyo, where gold, silver, and wealth can be traded, tea shops, silk shops, porcelain shops abound, and even eagle vultures from the north are not uncommon.

"Chief, why is this front so blocked?"

In front of a shop on the side of the road, there was a sea of people, and the people stood all over the street, most of them were women.

"I don't understand, let's go over and see, what's going on?"

Jin Youcheng was also a little curious, and took everyone and squeezed in together.

In front of the shop, a young man stood behind a table with two basins of water in them, half of which were placed next to several rectangular and rectangular yellow objects.

"Everybody's looking, this dress is dirty, I just took it off from my body."

The young man soaked the dirty garment in a basin, then took a long yellow cube, dipped it in water, wiped it well, and put it in the basin.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, just soak it for a while, rub it gently, and it's clean."

The people watching were all waiting on the side, and Jin Youcheng and others were also waiting patiently, wanting to see what could happen.

After a while, the young man began to wash his clothes. Everyone saw that under the scrubbing of the young man, the water was soon covered with foam.

The young man finished washing, cleaned his clothes in another basin of water, and wrung them out.

"Everyone, let's see, is it clean?"

The young man stepped forward, walked in front of everyone, and unfolded his clothes.

"It really can be so clean!"

There was a cry of surprise from the crowd, especially the women, all of whom had their eyes wide open.

"This big brother, you see that your hands are so unclean, just come up and wash them."

The young man saw that everyone just exclaimed, but no one moved, and pulled a dark-faced middle-aged man next to him to step forward and handed him the soap.

The middle-aged man was still a little twisted, and under the attention of everyone, he soaked his hands, applied soap, and began to scrub them.

Jin Youcheng looked carefully, and the man's dirty hands, after some washing, quickly became clean, and even the dirt between the nails was washed out.

"Look, isn't it clean?"

The young man shouted loudly: "A piece of soap costs only thirty yuan, and it can be washed for about a month." As long as you pay a penny a day, you can wash your hands, face and clothes, how convenient. If you have some expensive clothes at home, you are not afraid to use a laundry pestle to break them. Rub it lightly with this soap, and you won't have any trouble. ”

Sure enough, it's a good thing! Those women's eyes are inseparable from the treasures in front of them.

Chang'an is a month, and thousands of households pound clothes. From ancient times to the present, who knows the hardships of washing clothes. Especially in that family, there are many people, there are a lot of clothes, and laundry is a headache.

Those big families of the Zhu family, with a group of wives and concubines, and many slaves, if they had this soap, it would not be much more convenient.

"You can't be a liar with this soap, can you?"

Someone shouted in the crowd.

The young man laughed lightly and said loudly, "I have to sell this soap in this city of Tokyo for many years, and I have spent a lot of money on the bare shop." You only have a few dozen dollars to buy a piece of soap, if I lie to you, don't I want this shop, can I still run away?"

"Tuesday, don't talk nonsense! If you don't buy it, get out of the way. Shopkeeper, get me two!"

Immediately, a woman in the crowd shouted loudly.

"I'll have two too!"

"I'll get five!"

The onlookers stepped forward one after another, scrambling to be the first to buy soap.

Jin has the cost to think that the onlookers will buy it and go in and watch it in detail. Who knew that the people of Tokyo City were so populous that there was an endless stream of people coming and going, so he had to let his companions squeeze in and buy two pieces of soap of different shapes.

The soap is translucent, dark yellow, uniform in color, about half a palm long, inch thick, and the word "China" is written on the top, which is the name of soap.

"Chief, if this soap can be transported to our Goryeo, it will definitely make a lot of money."

Jin Youcheng nodded. China is indeed a civilized country, and even such things can be made.

When it was nearly dusk, the soap shop gradually quieted down, and Jin Youcheng stepped forward and bowed to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, Jin Youcheng, a Korean from Xia, wants to talk to you about this soap."

Deng Shixiong came out of the store and couldn't help but scream when he saw Jin Youcheng in front of him.

"Aren't you the Goryeo guest who bought glass?"

Jin Youcheng also suddenly realized, pointed to the store and said with a smile:

"Shopkeeper Deng, it turns out that this is your family business. To tell you the truth, I was about to go looking for you. Last time the glass sales were very good, I want to buy some more, you have to give me a good price!"

Deng Shixiong smiled and said again and again:

"It's easy to say, let's talk inside!"

……

"Princess, this soap is so good, and it smells like a scent!"

Although the maid is young, she has picturesque eyebrows, and she can see that she will be a beauty in the future. While washing her hands and observing the foam in the basin, she secretly looked at Zhao Duofu, who was sitting at the table, frowning.

"Tassel, you know how to play all day long, you are already fifteen years old, be careful that you can't marry in the future."

Zhao Duofu shook his head helplessly.

The mosquito coils in the room burned quietly, and there was a faint fragrance.

"Princess, you're finally talking!"

Tassel shouted happily, but then shook his head and said, "I don't want to marry anyone, unless it's an earth-shattering hero like Wang Xianggong!" Those big turbans, one looks personable and graceful, but in fact they are straw bag pillows, sour and smelly, and they are useless!"

Zhao Duofu felt a little pain in his heart, but also a little relieved, and his tears flowed down involuntarily.

"Princess, I know you still have the prince in your heart, but he is dead, so you can forget him."

Although Tassel is young, he is smart and empathetic. She knew that Zhao Duofu felt uncomfortable, but she couldn't help mentioning Wang Song.

"Princess, don't worry, Wang Song's family has not been affected, and the official family has not done anything to them."

Tassel said in a low voice: "Listen to the Sun guards of the Yun Palace, King Yun and King Kang, as well as the ministers of the court, are relatively imprisoned in Dali Temple Zhang Heng and Yelu Gan, it is the official family who issued an edict to let Dali Temple Qing personally interrogate, and this is over."

Zhao Duofu nodded lightly and remained silent.

Wang Song died in battle, and his subordinates, who went to prison, who were derogatory, even if they were emperors, were helpless.

If it weren't for the fact that the Jin people were still eyeing the enemy and were surrounded by strong enemies, I am afraid that more of Wang Song's old subordinates would be implicated, and the encounter would be much more miserable.

"Princess, are you really willing to marry that Huang Yanei?"

"Wang Song is dead, and I don't have anything to worry about. Marry and marry, anyway, I was born as Wang Song's person, and I died as Wang Song's ghost, my father and third brother all want to make wishful thinking on me, just like their wishes. ”

Zhao Duofu sneered lightly, making the tassel feel creepy.

"Princess, don't be cranky and go to a dead end. What else can I do?"

"Tassel, I won't be stupid, and I won't let others sway. In this life, I still have to eat fasting and chant Buddha for Wang Song, and no one can stop me!"

The tassel finally put his mind at ease.

"Tassels, besides mosquito coils and soap, are there anything new in Tokyo?"

According to the tassels, these mosquito coils and soaps are very popular in the city of Tokyo, and the business is very hot, and even Korean and Japanese merchants have bought a lot of them, and they want to ship them back to China to sell.

"Princess, I'll keep it for you!"

In addition to the outer room, the tassel came in a moment, took out a stack of newspapers, put it on the table, and said:

"Another novelty is this newspaper, I don't know where it came out, but in five or six days, or even two or three days, a new issue will be published. From the emperor's relatives and relatives, dignitaries and nobles, down to ordinary people, leading cars and selling pulp, everyone is watching and discussing, and the students are debating because of this, and they also have a fight, injuring more than 100 people, and the officials are also furious about this, saying that these scholars add up their fists and feet, and they are not doing their jobs properly and insulting Sven!"

"And things like that!"

Zhao Duofu's curiosity was also aroused, and he took a newspaper and read it.

"The pen of this publisher is very sharp, even the founding emperor of my Great Song Dynasty dares to reprimand him bluntly, but he is a little bold!"

Zhao Duofu watched heartily and nodded again and again. She picked up another newspaper and read it.

"The Jin people are superior to the Song people, and the soldiers are strong and brave. Especially with its elite cavalry, against the bloodless and brave Song army, the blockers were destroyed, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo. However, if the Great Song Dynasty was self-reliant, organized and trained a new army, had the spirit of sacrifice and obedience, or attacked in formation, or fought in a guerrilla field, concentrated superior forces, cut off one of its fingers, and devoured whales, the Jin people were sparsely populated, and their superiority in the front line would be gone. ”

Zhao Duofu watched it, until the word "broken slave" at the end, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

Tassel saw that her face was pale, and she went over to pick up the newspaper and read it.

“…… I am a melancholy guest in the world, I know what is going on with tears in my eyes, and I have been born with broken intestines. ”

Tassel shook his head and said crisply: "This person who writes the article is quite talented, and the words he writes make people sound sour in their hearts, and they just want to cry." However, compared to Wang Xianggong's poems, it is still a little worse. ”

She had seen Wang Song write poems in seven steps with her own eyes, and even the Emperor Taishang praised it. Love House and Wuxia, although the words in front of her have far-reaching meanings, but in her opinion, they still can't withstand Wang Song's handwriting.

"Tassel, the word given by the official family to the prince of the king, but "broken slave"?"

Tassel thought carefully for a moment and replied, "Princess, it's true."

She looked at the payment in the newspaper and couldn't help but be surprised: "Princess, the people of these articles are also called "broken slaves"!"

Zhao Duofu sat down, picked up the newspaper and read it carefully for a while, was silent for a while, and said secretly in his heart:

"It won't be Wang Song! If he were still alive, why wouldn't he come to me, and why wouldn't he think about his brothers in the Loyal Army?"