Part 2 The Elegant Career of a Corrupt Official Chapter 2099 Draw a knife and kill people
Zhao Xing didn't seem to see that the official was also there, he looked at Anqiu Mountain, and sighed to himself: "What a beautiful scenery...... Master Suo, yesterday my family group practiced to pick up stones, and I was not satisfied with the stones I picked up, so today I personally brought them here. β
Suo Wenwen was choked up and speechless. Zhao Xing was right, but he had nothing to say - this Anqiu Mountain agate stone was first discovered by Zhao Xing, and the purpose of digging this stone was to settle the military dependents who lacked food in the camp. Suo asked who to stop, and he didn't dare to stop Zhao Xing, the discoverer.
Suo Wenwen smiled awkwardly and said, "Leaving people, the government has ordered the mountain to be closed, and in the future, people will be prohibited from digging near Anqiu Mountain to prevent the destruction of the cultivated fields here." I didn't know before I left, forget it this time, and don't come back in the future. β
Zhao Xing agreed very happily: "That's that, don't take it as an example." β
Several veterans muttered there, and Zhao Xing shouted: "Fill the car first." β
Why "first"? Suo asked something vaguely from Zhao Xing's words, and he didn't dare to leave, so he stood on the top of the hill and watched Zhao
A regimental trainer quietly approached Zhao Xing's side, pointed to a few arrogant-looking officials and whispered: "My lord, it is the one who beat us, and there are a few, but that guy is the most powerful." β
Zhao Xing called Cheng Shuang, and whispered a few words, Cheng Shuang led three or two people to pick up stones along the hillside, and slowly gathered around Suo Wendao, blocking Suo Wendao's sight, Suo Wendao saw that it was not his head, he nervously held down the handle of the knife, and while beckoning the officials to come to his side, he rushed to Cheng Shuang and scolded: "What are you doing?" Stand back. β
Cheng Shuang agreed very respectfully. But he seemed to have found a new stone, and refused to move under his feet. He also beckoned a few of his companions to his side and pointed at the stone at his feet.
Suo asked the circlip of the knife, gently pulled the knife out of a small slit, thought about it, and tightened the circlip again. I thought to myself: Zhao Liren should not kill the official and rebel. I'm standing at the top of the slope, everybody is looking at me, what can he do......
Suo asked and was thinking about it, when suddenly a miserable scream came from the foot of the mountain. Then I heard the sound of punching and kicking the ground. There are also group trainers who shouted hoarsely: "Oh no, hit someone, beat someone......"
Suo Wendao hurriedly ran down to the top of the slope, he angrily pushed aside Cheng Shuang, and rushed all the way to Zhao Xing, only to find that the three servants had fallen to the ground, and Zhao Xing had more people here, more than a dozen white-haired old soldiers were lying on the ground with blood on their faces, and there were several people kneeling next to them. It seems to be stroking the corpse and crying.
In front of the old men, there was also a servant standing dumbfounded, the knife in his hand was already unsheathed, the knife was stained with blood, and his body was full of spurting blood spots. The official said dumbfoundedly, "I didn't use the knife." I really didn't go under the knife. β
Zhao Xingzheng stood in front of the pile of corpses, gasping for cold air and said, "The Mizhou government officials have killed several regimental training military dependents in a row. More than 10 people were seriously injured and hissed...... Lord Suo, how do you think this is good? β
Suo Wenwen glanced around, and found that there were two officials standing not far away, they were also in a daze, looking at this side with their mouths open, Suo Wenwen beckoned the two officials, and asked, "What's the matter, did you two see it?" β
One of the officials said in a tone that was obviously protective: "Brother Yun is standing there guarding, it seems that he has stepped on a stone under his feet, and several old soldiers want him to let him go, but somehow there is a dispute......
Zhao Xing interjected coldly on the side: "That won't be a knife to kill people......"
Suo asked with a gloomy face: "Go on!" β
"Brother Yun pulled out the knife and wanted to scare the subordinates - really, Brother Yun wanted to scare the subordinates, Zhang San and the others went over to help, and somehow picked up the stick - I swear, I didn't hear the sound of the stick hitting the person, I really didn't hear it...... Somehow, they fought. β
Zhao Xing added coldly next to him: "You didn't hear the sound of the stick hitting people, but the stick was picked up, and there were six or seven old men with white hair lying on the ground. You are both from Michigan, how unbearable is the suffering?! β
Suo Wenwen was not happy anymore, and the matter of arguing a few words turned into a murder. What the hell is this? This is the Mizhou military family again, and the matter is very big.
In the Northern Song Dynasty, there were more than 100 mutinies. The anger of the soldiers is so strong that they have to make trouble every two years on average, which ...... Don't make a big deal out of yourself. Suo asked, his scalp exploded, he approached a few veterans who were lying on the ground, and found that they were breathing weakly, but they were not dead, and he was overjoyed, and reached out to dip the blood on the veteran's face and sniffed - a thick smell of blood came to his nose.
Zhao Xing didn't say anything for a long time, he was always thinking about it, and angrily grabbed Suo Wendao's shoulder with one hand, took him aside, and yelled: "What are you waiting for, hurry up and pull someone back to the city to find Langzhong." β
Cheng Shuang responded quickly, he didn't dig the stone, and immediately commanded the surviving veterans to lift the wounded on the ground and run down the mountain as if flying.
The group trainers were fast, those veterans were lying on the car in the blink of an eye, Suo Wenwen always felt weird, he raised his hand to call Cheng Shuang, and was about to take a closer look at the scars, but Cheng Shuang didn't care about his call, waved his horsewhip, and pulled the injured to run to the city. When Suo Wendao, who is known as "Ming Judgment", woke up, he only saw the high dust and smoke rising from the back of the car.
Zhao Xing pulled the blood stains on the ground, squinted at the official named Brother Yun, and pressed step by step: "Master Suo, what do you think about this matter?" β
Suo asked numbly, "What does Lord Zhao mean?" β
Zhao Xing said categorically: "First of all, these people are brought back to the camp, I am afraid it will cause a camp change." Their families are still scattered outside and need to be retrieved quickly, instead they wander to the countryside...... I'm going to hurry back to the camp, Lord Suo, do you have any money? Lend me two thousand. β
Suo asked, and his lips trembled - you Zhao Liren is still short of money? When your wife enters the city this morning, she has forty carriages with her, and you will be short of money. Hmph, don't say anything else, on your wife's boat on the dock, I heard that half a boat of Nanci is pulled, which is specially for you to enjoy. Are people like you short of money?
However, Suo Wenwen knew what Zhao Xing meant by asking for money, so he was ruthless and took off the official ribbon he was wearing. Answer: "Take my local official ribbon to the state government and support a thousand yuan." Pension first. In any case, we can't let them make trouble. β
Zhao Xing snatched the official ribbon and said categorically: "Two thousand times!" I said that the land is two thousand. I will not speak to you of the number below two thousand. Don't send me away with a thousand dollars. β
Zhao Xing said that his head would not rush down the hillside, turned over and jumped on horseback, and hurriedly urged the servants to follow him to the barracks - it seems. He was worried about the camp change.
Suo Wen lowered his body, rubbed a handful of bloodstained dirt and sniffed it, and asked the official named Brother Yun, "What's the matter with you?" is an old official, how dare to swing a knife and cut people in front of everyone's eyes. Cutting the ground is still a regimental training for military dependents. You don't want to live anymore? That's more than a thousand team exercises. β
Brother Yun was trembling. He trembled and said, "I didn't cut anyone, I really didn't cut anyone, I just took a knife and slashed it, and as a result, three or five people fell in the wind......
Suo Wenwen pointed to the spurting blood stain on the other party's face and asked, "He also said that this blood stain is clearly blood spurted out from the knife on the neck...... Strange, how come those people are so well dressed, but they are covered in blood? β
Brother Yun replied dreamily: "This is not the blood that spurted out, this is the ...... that Lord Zhao squirted"
Suo asked and scolded: "What are you doing in a daze?" Take this guy with me. β
Brother Yun was tied up before he came to his senses, and he cried: "Master Suo." What I want to say is that this blood is not spurting from the neck, this is that Lord Zhao took a small leather bag in his hand and shook his hand at my face, I felt a cold on my face, that. It's this bloodstain. β
"Nonsense. I've heard that people use pig and dog blood as a disguise, but Lord Zhao has been here for so long. Even the blood of pigs and dogs in the skin bag has already been clumped, and your face, this underground, is clearly fresh blood, even if you say that it is heavenly, you can't argue with this scene. Tie it up first, and I'll rush to the regimental training barracks...... I'll come back to you to settle accounts. β
When Suo Wendao rushed back to Fucheng, it was said that Zhao Xing had urgently brought out 2,000 guan and rushed to the military camp to appease the military dependents. Suo Wenwen immediately went to offer condolences, but was blocked by Zhang Yong at the gate of the barracks.
"Master Suo, it's not easy to do", Zhang Yong's face was full of embarrassment: "Judge Zhao finally suppressed those people, but someone has already gone to Banqiao Town and Haikou to deliver a letter, and those people come back, I'm afraid this matter will not be good."
At this moment, the camp is angry, my lordship better not go in, I have to rush to Banqiao Town, and see you later. β
Suo asked for a moment, and then asked tentatively, "Did Judge Zhao say how he planned to deal with it?" β
Zhang Yong shook his head: "I listen to him, he just took office, and it is not easy to explain such a murder case, it is better to make a big thing small, what does Lord Suo mean?" β
Suo asked, "The soldiers in the battalionβ"
"Let the three officials who beat people rush to my military camp to report, I hired them, but I don't know if Master Suo will release them."
Suo asked for a smile, and quickly put on a straight face again: "These officials are quite capable of fighting, and they are also from a good background in the army." β
Suo Wendao understood what Zhao Xingdi meant, and wanted to get those officials into the army to be tortured slowly, so as to calm the soldiers' grievances. Although this fight was full of suspicions, since Zhao Xing wanted to cover it up, Suo asked and didn't want to pursue it. Because in any case, the bloodstains at the scene are real, and this matter is really going to make a big fuss, and everyone is uncomfortable. And Zhao Xing handled it like this...... It's just a little servant, who cares about his fate.
Although Suo Wenwen is commonly known as "Ming Judgment", the gains and losses of a government official are more important than his future, so he nodded and agreed with Zhang Yong's statement: "I will send those officials to the camp and hand them over to the custody of the departed people...... Strange, where did you get the fresh blood? β
Suo asked the last sentence to show that he was not stupid, and knew that there was something wrong with it, and he just tolerated it and did not pursue it.
Zhang Yong also had this question, after he sent Suo away and asked, he walked around, returned to the barracks and asked Zhao Xing: "Strange, why did you get this blood to be the same as the real one, and it can't be washed off when it is stained on your clothes?" β
"Dyeing-you are right, I am a big boss of the dyeing workshop, so you shouldn't ask me, this is a trade secret", Zhao laughed very treacherously: "Ming Xuan, Ming Xuan asked was also blackmailed by me for two thousand guan, with these two thousand guan, our barracks in Mizhou can be renovated, so that the craftsmen don't care about the money, the house can be as big as it can be built, each family will build a set of big tile houses, don't save money for Suo Wen." β
"Is there such a miraculous dye in the world? What is it called? "Zhang Yong had heard that the famous painters of Bianliang had come to Zhao Xing for paint. I didn't expect the paint to be so magical, he asked.
"That's Phoenician red. Legend is in distant antiquity. There is a family in the West that raised a puppy to the beach to eat shells, at noon, it came back with a bloody face, the owner was terrified, and hurriedly checked. The puppy's face was found to be covered with blood, but there was no wound at all.
So he went to the seashore and picked up the shells, squeezed out the juice of the shells, and made dyes for the cloth. His neighbors knew. His neighbor's neighbors knew, and the dye eventually created a people who had been powerful for hundreds of years, the Phoenicia. Later, this dye became known as Phoenician red. β
"And later?" Zhang Yong asked curiously.
"The Phoenicians relied on this dye to get rich quickly, and once controlled the Mediterranean trade for hundreds of years, but later, they were defeated by the Great Qin people, and the entire race was slaughtered, but the dye remained.
This shell sap can be preserved for a long time. Because it is extracted from shells, it naturally has a fishy smell of the sea, like the fishy smell of blood, and using it to pass off as fresh blood, Suo Wendao just wants to break his head. I can't think of it. β
Zhang Yong thought for a moment. And then asked, "Is this dye expensive?" β
When Zhao Xing heard this, his face changed greatly: "Ah Ye." Loss, loss! I just asked for two thousand kan - not enough money for dye! This time it's a loss, it's a big loss. β
Zhang Yong smiled evilly: "Hahaha, it seems that someone generously distributed the two thousand guan to the soldiers just now, and I didn't have it consistently-you got a few guan." β
Zhao Xing's face was like a bitter melon: "Ah, it was in vain for me to instill cost-effective knowledge in students every day, but this time, I really did not steam steamed buns, and I did things completely regardless of the cost, and I lost a lot!" β
"Hahahaha", Zhang Yong smiled happily: "Zhao Liren, you also have impulsiveness!" β
The second day of the ninth month of the Year of the Rabbit in the Chinese calendar, which is also Thursday, September 30, 1087 AD. Zhao Xing made his first decree since taking office.
This decree is very short, only one sentence, and this sentence is a bit unreasonable, but the Mizhou regimental training understands it.
The decree was called "Decree to the Generals to Guard the House", and there was only one sentence in the proclamation, which was rude: "Take care of your house and wait for my order." β
With this order, Mizhou Tuanlian realized that his house was the biggest property, and if the house used more Mizhou stones, then future generations would not have to worry. Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xing began to renovate the Mizhou barracks.
With the enlightenment of the Mizhou regimental training, many businessmen in Mizhou also woke up, and they waited around the Mizhou regimental training barracks every day, thinking about grabbing a family member who came out for a walk and discussing the demolition of the house with him. But under Zhao Xing's order, the family members of the regimental training did not dare to let people into the barracks at will, and when it was enough to cause trouble, Zhao Xing invited those businessmen into the barracks.
"People say that Guan Po is the most popular, and I'm going to play a stone pounce with you now, and the bet is the stone in the house."
Without waiting for those businessmen to ask, Zhao Xing then explained: "The barracks of my Mizhou regimental training are dilapidated, and I plan to demolish and renovate them all, and there is no money for building a house, but after the house is built, you can choose any piece of the ground stone from the demolished ground and take it, how about it?" Will you or not? β
A businessman couldn't help but ask, "My lord, what is the ...... for a stone for a house?" It is difficult to be strong. β
Zhao Xing smiled happily, he sat on the official chair, cocked Erlang's legs and shook while saying: "How much is a brick house worth, I'm afraid it's ten times to the top, how much is a good Mizhou stone worth?"
Now, the government has sealed Anqiu, and there is a stone ground in his hands, and there is only our Mizhou regiment. Nowadays, craftsmen have begun to make dense inkstones, and the best dense inkstones can be sold for 100 or even 300 yuan. However, there are many people who seek this thing, but there are very few finished products, and there is no market.
However, this is just the beginning, and when Mizhou Yan pays tribute to the imperial court, how should the price be calculated? Ten runs? When you say this price, you are embarrassed to talk to people, don't say it, the mind of officials is to only buy expensive, not buy the right one, the higher the price, the better.
Those stones have ugly skins, and no one can be sure what kind of stone patterns are inside, this is gambling. You can pick the stones all over the ground, you pick well, you have eyesight, maybe you can pick a stone hundreds of times. Isn't it enough to repair the bricks and tiles of the house? I'm here to give you great wealth, why don't you know the goods? β
Zhang watched with wide eyes as Zhao Xing blackmailed the group of businessmen. Indescribable amazement in my heart.
The dilapidated barracks of the Mizhou regimental training house was a headache for him for a long time, but he didn't expect that now Zhao Xing not only did not spend a penny, but also asked for a time limit, limited specifications, and styles, and asked the businessmen to complete it within the time limit. Of course, those businessmen are not good at stubble. Ultimately. At their demands, Zhao Xing was forced to give in, and the final agreement was to build a house and let the masons choose two stones, so as to give the merchants another choice.
Subsequently. Zhao Xing stayed in the barracks for three days. After dealing with the Mizhou regimental practice, he began to return home. At this time, the dispute in his family had subsided, and Liao Xiaoxiao, apparently, like most women in this era, bowed her head to the eldest woman Cheng Azhu and recognized the power of Cheng Azhu's housewife.
Chen Yiyi still refused to let go, she made a request to Zhao Xing with righteous indignation: "Da Lang, I heard that Liao Xiaoxiao dared to put on a life woman costume to welcome guests when we were not in front of us. She deceived you and didn't know, I think I should teach her a good lesson - is she the one who wears the costume of the wife? Of course, it's not that Liao Xiaoxiao is dressed, and according to the regulations, even Chen Yiyi can't wear a life clothes, how can she let go of this opportunity.
"How do you think it's going to be punished?" Zhao Xing was checking the luggage he brought this time. He asked without looking up.
Chen Yiyi shook his small fist. Say loudly and firmly: "It's time to enforce the family law!" β
Zhao Xing nodded and agreed with the other party's statement. He rummaged through the box for a while, took out a metal strip that was not much thicker than a toothpick, held it up and said, "I've been running outside, and I haven't had time to set up house rules...... Now, this is our family staff from now on. β
The metal bar is not much wider than the clockwork, it is a purple gold bar, which has both toughness and rigidity, and Zhao Xing used it to make circlip.
Chen Yiyi was a little angry when he saw Zhao Xing take out such a thin wire: "How can you be like you, wearing a life suit without permission, and the official knows that she is going to be impeached, how can you spoil her so much?" β
Zhao Xing asked curiously: "Won't I spoil you?" β
Chen Yiyi was speechless by this sentence, she gasped for a while, and suddenly smiled. She thought about it too, and put aside the dispute just now. I saw her jump up happily, took out a few account books from the box where Zhao Xing had just checked, and said: "According to you, I have redistributed the domestic trade routes, and the person in charge has set up a principal and a deputy person, and the Cheng disciple is the main officer, and the accounts are in charge of the Yici Le Ye people, and the cashier is hired from the local area.
Today, the trade route from Quanzhou, Fuzhou, and Mingzhou to Huangzhou operated by Jiao Touch and his son has been arranged. Another trade route was the Canal Trade Road, which ran from Hangzhou all the way to Bianliang. In addition, it is the Dengzhou Trade Road. This time, I brought nine fast boats, each of which carried 200 materials, and was equipped with ten large demon subduing ......
Now the question is how to combine several trade routes. Our Nanyang trade route, the center point is in Changhua Army, where goods are distributed and distributed domestically. As for the trade routes between the Wa Kingdom and Goryeo...... Do you think it's necessary to set up a Michigan rally point, which is not safe?
Besides: several domestic trade routes, but also lack of a convergence point, I suggest that the hub is located in Yangzhou, this place gathers in all directions, goods from Huangzhou, goods from the coast, can be gathered in Yangzhou, and our big ships can even be directly loaded in Yangzhou to go to sea, from the cost point of view, Yangzhou is the most convenient. β
"Let's talk about Yangzhou - that place is far away from our sphere of influence, although the transportation cost has been reduced, but everything has to be checked up and down, and the operating cost has risen, and the gains outweigh the losses.
The Clippers were built here in Michigan to run Tamna. And the purpose of running Tamna is to raise horses, or to prepare for the back road...... I think the state affairs are getting more and more wrong, and we need to make some preparations in advance. And running Mizhou is to try to plot the north, and I didn't plan to make money on this trade route. Because in a sense, if we stabilize the north, we stabilize our own home, and it is worth the cost. β
Chen Yiyi couldn't understand Zhao Xing's worries, but she couldn't afford to resist Zhao Xing's words, and after thinking for a while, she became happy again, took out a big wooden box from the box, and asked Zhao Xing gloatingly: "You rummaged through it just now, but you didn't touch this box, guess what's in it?" β
Zhao Xing shook his head and asked Chen Yiyi to continue with an encouraging look.
"It's wooden movable type, you have always said that movable type printing is the mainstream, we went to Hangzhou Wanjuantang, found the head of the line there, the technology of wooden movable type they did not keep secret, we chatted a few words, he sent us a box of wooden seals, you wrote to say that you plan to print, we tried to arrange a version, guess what the result is?"
Of course, Hangzhou Wanjuantang will not keep the wooden movable type technology secret, even Shen Kuo knows about it in his life, and writes it in the middle and prints it out for everyone to know, which shows that the wooden movable type technology is not favored by Wanjuantang...... Why did the Chinese printing industry abandon this technology in the 1,000 years since the invention of movable wooden type? Theoretically, movable type printing should have a great advantage.
Chen Yiyi took out a woodblock from the wooden box, this woodblock is a wooden movable type layout with copper hoops tight, and a thin copper plate is lined behind the movable type, which looks like a big copper tofu block, Chen Yiyi took out a few more pieces of paper and said: "This is a typeset version of The Tale of Genji, you see, this is the effect when it is printed." β
In addition to being able to see part of the handwriting on the printed paper, it was all large pieces of ink, Zhao Xing took the pieces of paper and asked suspiciously: "How can this be?" How so? Doesn't it mean that this is a great invention? How so? β
He turned his gaze to the woodblock, thought about it for a while, and immediately understood: "That's right, wooden movable type, one by one movable type put together, become a woodblock, there are small seams in the middle of the wood grain, resulting in capillary phenomenon, the ink is sucked into the gap of the word mold, because this is a lot of word mold spliced together, when printing, the word mold is inevitably uneven, so the printing worker should knock on the back of the word mold to ensure that each word mold is printed out of the word, the result is ......"
Chen Yiyi answered: "As a result, the ink between the molds was shaken down, and the words were not printed, and many square inkblots were printed, this is the movable type printing you came up with?"
Zhao Xing didn't want to go too far beyond the technology of this era, but seeing Chen Yiyi's smug expression, he couldn't help but say, "You are one-line thinking!" When you fall on the road, don't think that what trips you is a boulder, and there is a cliff in front of it. It could also be a small rock, and in front of it is a garden. β
Chen Yiyi shook his little fist and smiled happily: "Tell me, this thing is not practical at all, no wonder Wanjuantang doesn't use it, but you can tell me how good it is?" β
"The purpose of this invention is correct - movable type can indeed reduce the cost of printing; The method is correct - the carved movable type is spelled into a plate, and then printed, which is a formal printing step; But what if the results are not satisfactory? Derive logically.
Now what's wrong - ink! The solution is simple, since the ink is absorbed in the gap, we will melt the movable type mold again, so that there is no gap between the word seams, and the ink cannot be poured in. Isn't that enough? β
Chen Yiyi was puzzled, she felt that Zhao Xing was purely quibbling: "However, wasn't the original intention of our original choice of wooden molds to reduce costs, and now we want to re-weld the molds together, so why did we cast the molds in the first place?" β
"The wooden mold can't be disassembled at will, so think about it, what other materials can be welded at will?"
"Like...... It seems that lead can do it, the melting temperature of this metal is not high, after the version is assembled, as long as a little heat is added to the back of the lettering, the whole version can be connected together - ah, I know, with lead! First cast into a lead mold, when imposing, select the word mold to be spliced together, and the back is heated and sintered. After printing, this thing can't be recycled like woodblocks, so it can be dissolved directly and cast into lead! β
Zhao Xing patted Chen Yiyi on the shoulder: "The honor of inventing lead movable type belongs to you - look, this is logic!" Find out the key to the problem, conduct logical analysis, and then solve the problem, with the guidance of wisdom, invention and creation are actually very simple. β
Chen Yiyi couldn't help the ecstasy, and immediately ran out, she wanted to tell Cheng Azhu the good news, so she ran out of the door, she suddenly remembered that something had been dropped, and hurriedly ran back to the house, pinched the metal strip that Zhao Xing had just taken out in her hand, shook it at Zhao Xing, and said as if demonstrating: "Can't be cheap that fox!" β