Helper Sun Er looked at Zhao Xing in surprise, as if he was looking at a foreigner: "Great official, you forgot, today is Qingming: Qingming Festival, Nanxun Gate outside the sacrifice of Liu Qi." ”

Liu Qi, who is the "first prodigal son in China", has been mixed among prostitutes all his life, and wrote the famous poet of the Great Song Dynasty who wrote the poem "Yulin Bell", the Liu Yong who was ordered to fill in the lyrics, and the Liu Yong who sang Liu Qizi at the well?

A person who was so talented in life is so desolate after death.

Sure enough, after those prostitutes finished the incense, they began to sing the famous poem "Yulin Bell", led by Liao Xiaoxiao, who recently learned vibrato, dragging, aria and other techniques from Zhao Xing's new song, singing this song, singing three sighs, especially reflecting the artistic conception of this word:

"The cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break.

The capital tent has no clue, and the nostalgia and the blue boat are urging.

Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked.

Thinking of going to a thousand miles of smoke and waves, the twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times.

Even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival.

Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the wind and the waning moon.

This past year should be a good day and a good time.

Even though there are thousands of styles, who can you talk to? ”

Liao Xiaoxiao's singing voice is wonderful, more than 20 of the best costumed beauties in Bianliang City sang in a low voice, they sang and danced in a simple tomb, this is a kind of helplessness to the extreme, a kind of sigh like ashes, but the idlers on the side of the road don't understand this. They applauded, but the prostitutes were unconscious, and their expressions were sad, as if they were touched by the scene and sentimental.

They sang so devotedly that the group of housekeepers in Zhao Xing's carriage also cried.

"Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the wind and the waning moon", Zhao Xing rode on the horse. Silently chanting these two famous sentences through the ages. Originally, he was only ashamed of Yoo Yong's floating behavior, but now he is also touched by the talent revealed in this poem.

This is the groan of the low-class people who are discriminated against, oppressed, destroyed, enslaved, trafficked, abandoned by society, and extremely poor. In a sense, Yoo Yong was sick with those prostitutes. Therefore, the prostitutes are not so much sacrificing Liu Qi as Qingming Festival, but taking this opportunity to feel sad about their life experience and cry loudly, so as to vent themselves.

Legend has it that the impoverished Yoo Yong did not even have money for his burial after his death, and the prostitutes of Bianliang City pooled funds to bury the poet. Every Qingming Festival, the prostitutes will go to the grave for the only one in this society who respects them, and the people call it "Sacrifice Willow Seven". This custom remained until the Ming Dynasty and did not disappear until another foreign invasion.

But on this day. On the Qingming Festival in 1087, Zhao Xing saw with his own eyes the legendary "Sacrifice to Willow Seven".

However, do prostitutes of this age need to cry? If the prostitutes of the Song Dynasty still had to use bitter crying to sentimentalize their life experience, then what about the tricks of other dynasties? What about the people and high-ranking officials of other dynasties?

At least, at least they still have the right to cry and the right to "gather illegally". made a "group ** piece" and blatantly paid tribute to the people who were named and spurned by the high-ranking officials and emperors......

Zhao Xing stood by the horse, and the people accompanying him forgot to urge. Although Cheng Xia's expression was serious, he couldn't hide the expression of fascination on his face; Cheng Wang's face was full of excitement. He kept looking at this, and then at another famous prostitute, and felt that the flowers were getting charming and drunk, and he looked heartless; Cheng Xun also bit his fingers and looked at the Yanji in a daze.

Cheng Shuang followed Zhao Xing for the longest time. At this moment, he spoke without scruples. Shaking his head and shaking his head, he sighed: "Hey, as a man." Being able to be a Liu Qi in this life is enough to be glorious - if I weren't for Cheng Shuang, I would hate to be Liu Qi! The beautiful women in the world cry on the grave, even if they die, it is worth it...... Alas, I hate to be born with Liu Qi's contemporary! ”

Zhao Xing shook his head immediately: "You can't do Liu Qi, I can't either, none of us can do it." First, we don't have his talent; Second...... We're all responsible people.

In my opinion, Liu Qi may be an excellent poet, an excellent lover, and a satisfactory male companion, but he is not a man, because men have responsibilities, support their families, and make their wives and children worry-free, and Liu Qi ......

Hey, I admire his talent, but I don't admire his amorous - since ancient times, amorous is tired, for fear that amorous will tire the beauty. Liu Qi is amorous, but he can't afford this amorousness, why bother? Why bother?! Why not stop!?

Oh...... The world is always so helpless, it really makes people sigh. ”

At the edge of Liu Qi's grave, the prostitutes sang and danced, began to salute each other and say goodbye, the brocade car slowly dispersed, and the audience also went away after the incense.

The urban prostitutes of the Song Dynasty were more vivid and pleasing to the eye than the average woman of their time. This is a kind of "artificial beauty" that has been carefully embellished, with a smile on the face, every word and every movement, walking, sitting and sleeping, and loving anger, all so artistic that it can make people "see their feet from head to foot, and run down; From the feet to the head, the wind flows upward"

They are beautiful and delicious, charming like spring, and they can't help but be dissipated. They, with slender feet and curling waists, can soften the muscles and bones of the government and the opposition; The full milk and the spring noodles can resolve the sinister of the sea, and the party is fierce; Social feelings, military horses, officialdom resentment, and colleagues' hatred, in the warm care of prostitutes, all turned into ethereal clouds......

When they dispersed and were about to go home, the young people of Bianliang who were gathered around to "watch the scenery" immediately gathered around and invited them to go with the car with a smile. The prostitutes laughed or replied, and were lightly angry...... Outside the Nanxun Gate, there was a sudden singing and dancing of warblers, so as not to shake people's hearts.

This is a great display of beauty, similar to the "Spring Shirt Festival" in modern Western society, in the spring season, blooming beauty to the world.

The crowd was thin, and Zhao Xingdi's figure was immediately revealed, he was originally tall, and he rode a tall and extraordinary horse, standing on the side of the road, a little outstanding. At this time, Liao Xiaoxiao was asking for escorts for a large group of suitors, and she was trying to pick someone. Finding Zhao Xing's figure, he immediately dragged Song Xiaoniang, and the two of them made a blessing to Zhao Xing, and Zhao Xing bowed slightly on the horse to show his salute.

It stands to reason that there is no need to return the courtesy to a prostitute as Zhao Xing, but Zhao Xing is not very particular about the etiquette of the Song Dynasty, so he returns the salute very naturally. It was very heartfelt, which caused Liao Xiaoxiao and Song Xiaoniang to salute solemnly again.

The people on the grave gradually dispersed. The road gradually gave way, Liao Xiaoxiao's eyes rolled, and she immediately pointed to Zhao Xing's figure and refused to see others off, and when the people around her were lost, she pulled Song Xiaoniang to Zhao Xing's side. At this time, she realized the huge size of Zhao Xing's team.

Liao Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and asked with a smile: "Di Gong Lang'er——, your line of work is mighty and impressive; BMW's incense car is overbearing, servant and servant; The girl in the car is full of shadows and babbling - what is this for, Cai Qing? ”

Liao Xiaoxiao described Zhao Xing's trip with a series of overlapping voices, and her singing voice chanted these words, like a ball falling on a jade plate, crisp and pleasant. And with a delicate touch to the bones, Zhao Xing's legs were weak for a while...... Well, that is, you can't move your legs.

He patted his head: "Ah Ye Ah Ye...... I originally planned to practice for Zhou Meicheng, but now I just watched the little girl sing, and I forgot about it, by the way, Xiaoxiao. Where is the Spring Street Pavilion? I heard that they practiced it in the Spring Street Pavilion. ”

Liao Xiaoxiao raised his handkerchief, pointed not far away, and said with a smile: "Isn't that the tomb of Liu Qi by the Spring Street Pavilion." A parting is about to break the bowels, isn't that the Spring Street farewell kiosk? Look, there are people in the pavilion, it seems that Zhou Taixue hasn't left yet, so the slave will go with him, okay? …… Mr. Zhou has always taken care of us girls. Today I met it. The little woman also sent him off...... Little lady Song, why don't you speak. Didn't you say ...... other day?"

Little Lady Song didn't bring a "voice" today. Leaving the voice, her language function seemed to have degenerated, standing next to her and only smiling, listening to Liao Xiaoxiao here, she suddenly stretched out her hand, and squeaked Liao Xiaoxiao, Liao Xiaoxiao covered her left and right, just smiled, and couldn't finish the words. Taking advantage of the kung fu, Song Xiaoniang bowed down to apologize to Zhao Xing, and did not vomit a single word in her mouth.

The Spring Street Pavilion is the official pavilion used to bid farewell to the officials going south, and there are guards around the pavilion, and the idle people are forbidden to approach. Zhao Xingyi raised his head, and the big thorn led this group of people into the Spring Street Pavilion. His group was full of momentum, and as soon as the two vans posed as blockers, Zhao Xing waved his hand and shouted: "Reward him!" ”

When Cheng Shuang heard this, he threw it with his hand, and a silver coin rolled into the arms of the two chamber Ding, those who had benefited from the Xiang Ding retreated slightly, and the rest of the Xiang Ding were still ready to come forward, Cheng Shuang immediately spilled a handful of silver coins on the ground, at this time, Zhao Xing had already led people to break into the Spring Street Pavilion.

There were only four people in the pavilion, in addition to the gray-faced Zhou Bangyan, the angry Zhou Bangshi, and two people dressed as too students, Zhou Bangyan saw that it was Zhao Xing, he only lifted his eyelids, Zhou Bangshi jumped up, and said angrily: "What are you doing here?" Come and see our jokes? ”

Zhao Xing's face sank, and he pushed back: "What are you talking about, I didn't meet a few friends in the capital, Brother Meicheng is finally a fellow villager, a friend, could it be that I came to send my friends on a long trip, and it didn't work?" ”

Zhou Bangshi's face softened slightly, Zhou Bangyan had already gotten up and was about to salute, and Zhou Bangshi asked again at this time: "Brother Liren is here, can the respected teacher know?" ”

Calling Zhao Xing his brother, Zhou Bangshi has actually eased his tone. But he still wanted to test the meaning of the imperial court, because Su Shi was the one who wrote the edict to the emperor, and he wanted to speculate on the movements of the imperial court from Su Shi's attitude.

However, he was disappointed.

Zhao Xing shook his head and said straightforwardly: "I come and go, I don't need to say hello to the family teacher, and the family teacher will not interfere." Brother Meicheng, this past year, it should be a good day and a good time, come, the younger brother will practice it for you. ”

Zhou Bangyan thanked Zhao Xing repeatedly. At this moment, there are only two people in the entire Taixue who dare to see him off, and Zhao Xing dares to come, which is a great affection in itself.

Zhou Bangyan is actually a character akin to "a certain master", in today's parlance, he is "the drummer of reform."

During the Yuanfeng period of the Northern Song Dynasty, the struggle between the reform and the anti-reform of the law continued unabated, and the new policies of Song Shenzong and Wang Anshi encountered great difficulties and interference. At this critical moment, the strong-blooded Zhou Bangyan created "Biandu Fu", which praised the new law. Zhou Bangyan's bold move in support of the new policy surprised and delighted Song Shenzong. He ordered Li Qingchen, the right man of Shangshu, to read out the "Biandu Fu" in the Yiying Pavilion, and summoned Zhou Bangyan to the political affairs hall and promoted him to Taixuezheng from all the living beings. When the news came out, Zhou Bangyan's "fame shook the sea one day". Raise the dynasty to be a sensation.

The beauty of the rhetoric of "Biandu Fu" can be comparable to "Erjing Fu" and "Sandu Fu", etc., and it is conceivable that Zhou Bangyan's literary attainments are indeed outstanding. However, correspondingly, his ability to reverse black and white is not bad, and he turned all the scenes of the people mourning all over the country after the change of law into a masterpiece of praise. He sings the praises of all, turning a blind eye to the brutal exploitation of the people, and is therefore appreciated by the reformers and hated by the conservatives.

The old party was in power, and "Biandu Fu" also became the main reason why he was demoted from Beijing.

Zhou Bangyan introduced Zhao Xing to Zhao Xing plainly, and came to see him off. There was a sense of discouragement in his tone. Among the two companions, the forty-year-old Tai student is named Li Gefei, the word Uncle Wen; The other is young, in his early thirties, named Liao Zhengyi, and his words are clear.

Zhao Xing listened to the names of these two people, and checked it in his stomach, and there were two such celebrities in the Great Song Dynasty that he didn't remember, and his expression on his face did not move. The stomach secretly said: nameless.

Zhao Xing was greeting in the hall, his carriage had been under Cheng Xia's order, like a screen around the pavilion, Zhou Bangyan finished the introduction, raised the wine glass, and said with a forced smile: "I am not as rich as leaving people, this glass of thin wine...... Thank you for coming to see you off. Drink this cup to your heart's content. ”

Zhao Xing drank the glass of wine in one gulp, and his eyebrows jumped slightly.

It seems that Liu Yongdi's atmosphere has also affected Zhou Bangyan, the big prodigal son. It is said that his salary is not low, how could he drink such a cheap wine that is difficult to eat in such a scene when he is out of Beijing...... There weren't a lot of dishes on the table.

Zhao Xing gently put the wine glass on the table. He raised his hand and patted it, and shouted, "Come, girls, warm up first." ”

The door opened, and the first to jump out were five Persian orchids. They were all wrapped in furs. Wearing a veil. Only one of the five had a tambourine in it. As soon as she walked into the pavilion, she immediately beat the tambourine.

The first few beats of the drums. It was called "timpani", and as soon as the sound of the "timpani" stopped, the other four orchids suddenly untied the big horn and threw it to the servants, and then twisted their waists and jumped to the beat of the drum.

During the Qingming Festival, when the snow had just fallen, the climate had not yet warmed up, but the four orchids could not be shorter, their upper bodies were only wrapped in a piece of bright silk silk, covering the bulge on their chests, and their lower bodies were wearing a set of wide gauze skirts, and their entire bellies were exposed. Through the gauze skirt, you can also see the tight and bikini-like thong shorts.

This was followed by a fast and intense Arabic tambourine with four beats of one syllable, the beating music made the blood boil, and with the sound of the drums, the four orchids sped up their dancing movements, spinning non-stop, and with the dance of their bodies, there was a crisp sound on their bodies.

It was the ringing of silver bells, and four orchids were seen carrying wide silver bracelets that stretched from elbows to wrists, and several thin chains attached to the rings on their fingers. The wide silver bracelet and ring were adorned with silver bells, which made a crunching sound as their arms danced. It's like a woman's moaning, and it's like a whispering outpour......

As they danced, a touch of red appeared and disappeared in the gauze skirt, and occasionally they lifted their legs, and the gauze skirt retreated to the base of the thighs, and everyone could see the red high-heeled leather boots on their feet, cute and seductive.

They also had a series of silver bells tied to their legs, and their hands and feet moved, the silver bells were broken, and the four orchids danced to the heart, spinning rapidly in the small pavilion, squirming their bellies around the four Tai students, twisting their waists and limbs dazzlingly, churning in the milk waves, and flying in their pink arms, this kind of sexually suggestive dance made the four scholars blush.

This dance was called "Hu Xuan Dance" in the Tang Dynasty and "Belly Dance" in modern times.

The drums slowed down, one after another, and the four orchids stood in front of the four scholars, their breasts rubbed, their buttocks and arms entangled, their feet standing still, their hands holding high and making all kinds of flower fingers, just by twisting their waists, making strings of silver bells on the ground crunch. At this moment, the drums seemed to be accompanied, and the silver bells were the protagonists, and the bells rang in the pavilion, and the orchids writhed in place, spinning a bewildering pink buttocks.

During the orchid dance, several widows kept removing food, wine, and cushions from the carriage. At this time, the sound of the drums reached the highest pitch, and when the maiden had set up the wine and food, sat cross-legged on the cushion, and picked up the instrument, the drumming stopped abruptly, and a sweaty orchid retreated from the pavilion like a tidal wave, and returned to her carriage, and the astonishing glance made the people in the pavilion look at the carriage all the time. Until soothing music sounded in my ears.

This is "Farewell", which is the famous song "Farewell" made by Master Hongichi based on the lyrics of a Japanese waka song and with an American country music soundtrack. The Japanese girl is the best at singing this kind of song, with a little training, and she sings extremely charmingly:

"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road,

The grass is green.

The evening breeze blows the willow flute.

Sunset Mountain Outer Mountain.

The end of the sky, the corner of the earth,

Half of the acquaintances are scattered.

A pot of turbidity sprinkled with the rest of the joy,

Don't dream cold tonight.

Shaoguang is gone, and there is no plan left.

Today it is divided.

Li Song a farewell song,

Caring for each other but clinging to each other.

It's good to get together, but it's hard to get together,

The world is fun.

After coming, we will meet each other,

Don't hesitate to go. ”

This song is poignant and feminine, the words are shallow but not sad, and the soothing melody is quite Chinese, which makes people cry.

"Good! Brilliant word! Outside the screen of the carriage, someone shouted at the top of his voice. The original intention of this applause was to meet the people in the pavilion and then talk about poetry and fu—this was the customary custom of the literati in the Song Dynasty. But Zhao Xing had no intention of removing the carriage screen, he raised his wine glass as if unconsciously, and offered wine to Zhou Bangyan.

"Brother Zhou is traveling far away, and the little brother has nothing to give, so let's use this song "Farewell" to accompany him!"

Zhou Bangyan drank it all. Zhao Xing brought a high degree of liquor this time, and the spicy wine made Zhou Bangyan's blood boil, and he grabbed the wine jug and poured himself a glass. Holding a wine glass, he repeated the song just now: "The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered." A pot of turbidity is sprinkled with all the joy, don't dream of the cold tonight......

Leave the brother. You and I have a relationship, thank you for giving me this good song, come, sing again and sprinkle the rest of the joy with a pot of turbidity. ”

Liao Xiaoxiao's eyes widened in surprise: "Originally, I heard when the bright moon is there and a river of spring water. I thought the slow tone would stop there. I didn't expect there to be such a good sentence...... Zhao Daguanren, what kind of word card is this? ”

Li Gefei on the other side also shook his head. The old-fashioned said: "I heard my teacher say that I am good at spending new songs away from others, and today this song is out, and there are no more songs in the world." ”

The word "teacher" immediately made Zhao Xing immediately put away his contemptuous attitude, he first arched his hand to Liao Xiaoxiao, asked her to forgive her for neglect, and then turned to ask Li Gefei: "...... the teacher that Brother Li said in his mouth?" ”

Li Gefei smiled and replied: "It is the Dongpo layman." I have sought teachers and bachelors, and you and I are fellow teachers,"

Zhao Xing hurriedly revisited Li Gefei, and after the two exchanged simple greetings, Zhao Xing reflexively said a few words to Liao Xiaoxiao, and then, the melodious music sounded again, covering Zhao Xing's humble words - this is the Japanese girl singing "Farewell".

In the music, Li Gefei repeated Liao Xiaoxiao's question just now: "I don't seem to have heard this music card, is it from the place where the brother left the people?" What kind of discipline is this, so mournful and not sad? ”

"It's not me!" Zhao Xing firmly denied it. Just kidding, the original work of the lyrics is the Japanese dog boy Qiuxi, O'Dewei, it has nothing to do with Zhao Xing, he is very honest, honestly admitted: "This is a Japanese song, not a word card, a tune......"

Zhao Xing choked when he said this. Because the United States does not exist now, he had to mumble a few words in his mouth, quickly mumble the English name of the United States, and mix it up with a sloppy eye.

After saying that, he himself felt a little ashamed - how I bullied the ancients for not knowing English.

Li Gefei still wanted to ask carefully, but there was another cheer outside the carriage, and it seemed that the man was eager to see him.

Zhou Bangyan was very happy to see this kind of thing, when he left Beijing, only two classmates came to see him off, and Zhao Xing suddenly arrived, presented him with a beautiful Hu Xuan dance, and sent a parting song, which made him very "face". If passers-by smell the wind and come to see him off again, then he will also have a "lining".

Zhou Bangyan immediately asked Zhao Xing to get out of the carriage and invite the people outside to come in. When the carriage screen opened, the people in the pavilion were startled. It was quiet outside the carriage, but unconsciously, there were already three layers of people around. When these people saw a crack in the carriage, they first noticed Liao Xiaoxiao's existence, and immediately shouted: "Okay! Tiny, do it again. ”

Liao Xiaoxiao was so ashamed that she had to dig into the cracks in the ground. She had the heart to tell everyone that this song was not sung by her, but in a blink of an eye, the group of widows had already put away their musical instruments and got into the carriage at some point. Except for a few empty cushions. Only she and Little Lady Song remained.

It made her speechless.

Zhao Xing seemed to have deliberately caused this misunderstanding, he didn't explain, just looked at the crowd outside through the crack of the carriage: "Who is there, who was shouting just now?" ”

This sentence is extremely impolite, and the other party is not "shouting" but "cheering", and the two words are very different, especially reflected in the identity of the user. The former are pawns of peddlers, and the latter are "cultural people".

The crowd outside had a little displeasure on their faces. All were silent. A few people wearing blue melon skin hats walked out of the crowd, and they replied: "Zhao Daguan, Bai Dawei, I Cheng, and Li Weisi are so polite, I have repeatedly asked to see the big official, but I have not waited for the big official." I had to follow me outside the Nanxun Gate today, I didn't want to hear such a wonderful good news, I couldn't stop applauding, evil, big official. ”

"Evil", here pronounced "e", means offended.

The other party was saluting Zhao Xing, but Zhao Xing seemed to be unpretentious, he looked at the little blue hats on the heads of those people with a small head on the ground. It's familiar.

Zhou Bangyan heard that they were coming to find Zhao Xing, and chased them all the way here, he was a little disappointed, and he was powerless to explain to Zhao Xing: "This is a happy person, when Taizu founded the country, they returned from overseas and paid tribute to the imperial court. Taizu said to them: Return to my Huaxia, abide by the ancestral style, and leave Bianliang. And gave seventeen surnames: Li, I, Ai, Gao, Mu, Zhao, Jin, Zhou, Zhang, Shi, Huang, Li, Nie, Jin, Zhang, Zuo, Bai, etc. Then they settled down in Bianliang. And he called himself a happy person.

They worship the gods every week and wear blue hats during their prayers, hence the name "Blue Hat Huihui". Because they do not eat the hamstrings of the lower legs of beasts, they are also called the tendon hui, and the temple where they worship is called Syngogu......"

"I see". Zhao Xing suddenly interrupted Zhou Bangyan's words. He pointed to the little blue hat on the other man's head and said, "Isn't it Israel if you give pleasure?" You're Israeli Jews with Jewish hats on your heads—no wonder I'm so familiar with them. The church where you worship is called Sinagoga – isn't it Mount Zion (Temple Mount)? You are Israelites. ”

Mount Zion is a hill outside the Old City of Jerusalem that is the site of the original David's Land, and in hymns "Zion" is synonymous with Jerusalem and the Holy Land as a whole.

Zhao Xing suddenly recited a Jewish song he had heard: "On the banks of the Babylonian River,

We sat down and thought of her,

When I think of her, I can't stop crying, Ah Zion!

willows on the shore,

Hang our harp,

Because the overseer wants to listen to a song,

Those who have taken our captives will be amused:

Come, sing us a song of Zion!

Ah, in a foreign land,

How can we sing the song of the Lord? ”

It is a hymn that Zhao Xing once occasionally heard the church choir sing at Christmas. At that time, the church choir sang modern Chinese, so he sang modern Chinese songs.

After he finished chanting, those Jews were a little dazed, they were very dazed, and they didn't seem to understand what Zhao Xing said.

Actually, Zhao Xingdi's guess was right, these people were indeed Jews - Chinese Jews. But they had been away from the land of Israel for a long time, and modern investigation has revealed that the Jews did not even know about the new Jewish holidays.

The Jews allegedly fled Palestine after the destruction of the King David Temple. Modern archaeology has found that they may have been slaves in Babylon for thousands of years, then spent hundreds of years escaping to South Asia and then hundreds of years moving to China.

The Jews are a cohesive people, and when the Jews re-establish their state a thousand years later, the tribes that have left their homeland and wandered in a foreign land for thousands of years have returned to their homeland – no matter where they are, no matter how harsh or difficult it is to survive, and thousands of years later, they have not lost their faith.

The exception was one tribe that migrated: it had the misfortune of migrating to China.

Among the millions of migrated tribes around the world, this Jewish tribe that migrated to China was never able to return to its ancestral land, and modern archaeology has found that after they left Palestine, they were in Babylon, in the isolated land of South Asia. They also had exchanges with Jews in the diaspora, but when they arrived in China, they did not communicate with the outside world.

Even the Jews, a super-cohesive and eccentric nation, were unable to resist the subsequent "national integration" in China and completely disappeared from China's soil, which shows from one side how frequent our national wars are. The isolation of Chinese Jews also shows that even in a commercial society like the Great Song Dynasty, the exchange of information between ancient China and the outside world was almost non-existent.

As this tribe eventually disappeared. So Zhao Xing never knew that the Jews had trekked so far, and when he saw that the other party had no reaction to the hymn he sang, he sighed to himself—in fact, there was the second half of the poem: "If I forget you, Jerusalem,

May my right hand wither!

May my tongue stick to the roof of the palate.

If I hadn't missed you,

There is no attachment to Jerusalem,

It's like my greatest pleasure......"

But now it's useless to say that it's useless, and forgetting, and sometimes it's a kind of happiness.

Zhao Xing beckoned the other party to enter the pavilion, closed the carriage screen again, and asked with a pleasant face: "Three, you are looking for me so urgently, what's the matter?" ”

Among the three. Levi was the leader, and "Levi" was actually a transliteration of the Jewish tribal chief "Levi", who changed his Chinese surname to "Li" after arriving in China. This Levi lifted his robe and took out a thick cloth from under the robe, he looked around, and found that there was no one else in the pavilion, so he raised the cloth with one hand and handed it to Zhao Xing.

It was a piece of canvas—it turned out that the Western cloth they had offered was a canvas.

Zhao Xing carefully looked at the piece of cloth. He grasped the cloth tightly in his hand and looked up at the three Jews in front of him.

The Jews really deserve a reputation for being shrewd, and the change in Zhao Xing's demeanor when he looked at the cloth was able to hide from the few stupid scholars present. Liao Xiaoxiao, who was good at observing words and feelings, could not hide it from Li Weisi on the other side, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said: "More than a hundred years ago, we presented this kind of cloth to His Majesty the Emperor. But then. Imperial court officials believed that the cloth was too thick and hard to make clothes. It's useless...... Today, I finally found someone who knew about it. ”

"For what?" As soon as Zhao Xing touched the transaction, he immediately showed the face of a businessman. His eyes burned and his eyes were red with excitement.

"Cloth - the big officials are selling printed and dyed four-color cloth around the capital, and the cloth mills in the capital are about to be crushed by you, we hope that the big officials will give us the right to distribute them, and let us jointly distribute the four-color cloth."

Li Weisi talks to others about "distribution rights", others may not understand, but Zhao Xing understands, but he wants more: "I heard that Jews are good at arithmetic, I need a lot of math teachers, a lot of bookkeepers, how many people can you provide?" ”

Zhou Bangyan shook his head and sighed, he didn't expect that Zhao Xing was like a great poet with outstanding literature just now, and now he is like a hawker. Li Gefei on the other side watched coldly with a smile, Liao Zhengyi was more wooden, and he didn't see anything abnormal in his expression.

Zhou Bang was young and vigorous, his mind was full of the orchid dance just now, although he sat there, his heart had already flown to the carriage, and he frequently looked at the carriage in which the orchid was riding, and he didn't pay attention to the conversation here at all.

Liao Xiaoxiao and Song Xiaoniang lowered their eyebrows and pleasing their eyes, watching Zhao Xing roll up his arms and sleeves, putting on a non-yielding attitude to conduct business negotiations with the other party, and seeing Zhou Bangyan look lost, Liao Xiaoxiao took a sip of his mouth, lifted the wine jug and poured wine for everyone, while Song Xiaoniang looked at Zhao Xing, snickering, and reaching out to help Liao Xiaoxiao take care of it.

"We have 17 surnames, a total of more than 1,000 households, and there are 100 people who can settle accounts—more than 100 people who are adults, unmarried, and unemployed," replied Li Weisi.

"There is also this kind of canvas, you provide the technology, I provide the manpower and the venue, the profit is three or seven, you are three and I are seven, and the sales side - each has its own magic powers", Zhao Xing continued to ask.

"Thirty-seven open, this ratio can - what else can the big officials provide?"

"Isn't it enough to employ more than 100 people...... Well, I'll add a little more weight - I have a wasteland in Hangzhou, and you seventeen can partially relocate to my territory...... If that's not enough, how about I add another Bible? A new Bible brought back from Mount Zion.

I have a trade route that leads to Jerusalem. Or I will find for you another rabbi (bishop or high priest of the Jews), and I will go to Jerusalem and find one for you...... That's enough, right? ”

When Zhao Xing mentioned the word "rabbi", Levi's eyes suddenly widened like bull's eyes - this shows that this guy was pretending to be at all just now, he understood what Zhao Xing said, and he understood what the words "Israel" and "Jewish" meant. And understand what "Zion" means!

"Well, that's heavy enough! We can do nothing but rabbi. However, I would like to affirm that we can be slaves as soon as we are happy to do our work – we move to your land, and you can take away our freedom, our dignity, our lives, but not our faith.

We are uprooted from our homeland, we wander the seven seas, we have nothing left, we only have faith left. The world can bring us to our knees, but our souls belong to God! It's an eternal promise! ”

"I respect your faith, and after moving to my land, I will allow you to build churches and worship your own gods - the Great Song Dynasty is a country of freedom of faith, and you can keep your faith. If you have served me for fifteen years, I will give you the land on which you live, with your names written on the title deed, but you will still be able to believe in Jehovah in the land of the Great Song under my protection! ”

The name "Yahweh" finally brought tears to the eyes of the Jews, who embraced each other and howled in a language that Zhao Xing did not understand, repeatedly mentioning the word "rabbi", Zhao Xing guessed that they were cheering: "We will have a new rabbi!" ”

Zhao Xing didn't know, they were still saying, "We have the Promised Land!" We have a new lord, he will not treat us as slaves, he knows our King David, and respects our faith......"

Under Liao Xiaoxiao's persuasion, Zhou Bangyan went down with a few glasses of spirits, except for Zhao Xing, the rest of the people present were already enlightened, and they didn't pay attention to this conversation. They didn't know that they were witnessing a piece of history.

A few years later, when Zhao Xing was the most difficult, almost all of them turned their backs on this "traitor", except for the people who were "happy to work", even if they ate chaff vegetables, even if they were besieged in a desperate situation, even if they were dead and hopeless tomorrow, they were still silently taking care of logistics and managing industries for Zhao Xing. They would rather starve to death than touch a piece of grass that belonged to Zhao Xing - even if the latter did not pay them a salary at all.

The world was amazed at the financial management ability of the "One Gift Happiness" person, and they were all wondering: why could they not lure a "One Gift Happiness" person away from the "traitor" at any price—Originally, the four Tai students present at the time could answer this question, but they didn't pay attention to the conversation at all.

Or: Although they were at the scene at the time, they didn't understand what Zhao Xing was talking about, and they couldn't understand the meaning of this conversation!

Zhou Bangyan's memory only came here, and when the people of "Yici Joy" hugged each other and cried, he was already drunk. When he woke up, he found himself back in the city—no, back to the docks of Xiangguoji Temple, where a unique loach boat was rocking and sailing from the shore. Without waiting for Zhou Bangyan to ask, an old man got into the boat and grinned at him: "Zhou Taixue, little old man is anxious." Brother Xing arranged for you to take this boat, we will sail straight to Luzhou, and Taixue can go to Luzhou Wharf and then get off the boat. ”

No boat can sail directly to Luzhou, because to Luzhou by water, you have to go to Guazhou and turn towards the Yangtze River, enter Chaohu Lake against the water in the jurisdiction of Wuwei Army, and then enter the water against the current in Chaohu Lake...... Jiao Touch's "straight sailing" means that the ship needs to turn around and go around a big one.

Zhou Bangyan was grateful for Zhao Xing's righteousness, and couldn't help but dress up and look to the east.

At this time, Zhao Xingzheng entered Su Shi's mansion......