Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Snow Falls on Chang'an, and the Old Man Comes II
The inn is located on the north side of the official road, and the location is very good. There is a faint house behind the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, and I think it is Liujia Village.
"It's a great honor to be a guest in the wind and snow!" The hustle and bustle of cars and horses outside the inn has already alarmed the shopkeepers. A young woman of about thirty years old, accompanied by two men, walked out of the inn door and said with a solemn smile.
"Dare to ask the lady, is there a customer in the store at this time?" The attendant asked.
"It's still early, the wind is cold and the snow is tight, and the distinguished customer is the business of the store today." The young woman replied gently, not half of the copper smell on her body, but a little bookish.
The attendant was slightly surprised by the young woman's unusual demeanor. He was slightly stunned, and then asked, "Is there a private room in the store?" ”
"There are six large and small rooms on the second floor...... "The young woman knows her own shop well.
"It's all covered!" The attendant didn't wait for the young woman to finish speaking, took out twenty Tingzhou silver coins from his waist and handed them to the guy: "We have all the private rooms on the second floor, please don't allow others to go upstairs." ”
Two years ago, a delicate silver coin modeled after a Sogdian silver coin suddenly became popular in the city, a copper coin of about the same value.
Although the Tingzhou silver coins were not minted by the government, they were sufficient in weight and in good condition, and were quickly accepted and used by Silk Road merchants.
Jiannan Road is far away from the Silk Road, and although it is rarely used, dignitaries like Xian Yuxiang have long been accustomed to going out with Tingzhou silver coins.
"It doesn't take that much!" The young woman took the coin, counted it, took out the coin, and returned it to her attendants.
The entourage couldn't help but be stunned when he met such a store that was not greedy for cheap for the first time.
"Dare to ask the lady, the name of the store on the wine banner has the difference of hanging needles and dews, and the dancing snake is frightened, but it is delicate and light, but the lady's ink treasure?" Xian Yuxiang also noticed that the young woman was acting extraordinary, and asked.
"Thank you for your praise! The little girl is not talented, and she learned calligraphy with her father for a few days when she was young, but she can write her own name. "The young woman was very modest.
"Unexpectedly, the lady's family is profound, which is amazing!" Xian Yu praised the beard. He has a strong family and is a wealthy man in Shu, although he is not proficient in literature and ink, but he is also well-informed and can say a thing or two.
"But why don't you see the lady's husband?" Xian Yu asked curiously as he walked towards the store. Although Datang does not prohibit women from traveling, there are very few young women who show up and run their businesses.
The young woman's face froze, and she replied slowly: "There was a war in southern Xinjiang, and the beloved was selected to serve in the military in Jiannan Province. As a last resort, the concubine had no choice but to sell wine and supplement the family. ”
Xian Yu blushed slightly to the old man and didn't dare to talk.
"When the concubine opened a shop, she often heard merchants from the south and the north talk about the war in the south of the country. Some people say that the southern army of Jiannan is victorious; Some people say that Tubo and Nanzhao are in cahoots, and they rarely defeat Taihe City in Jiedu. The concubine's knowledge is shallow, and it is difficult to distinguish the truth from the false. Seeing that the nobleman had a Shu accent, and the maid served in southern Xinjiang, she thought that she came from Jiannan. I don't know if the nobles know the authenticity. The young woman was very intelligent, and she could see some clues in the accent and clothing of Xian Yu Xiang and his party.
"Uh......" was dumbfounded, and he didn't know how to answer. Outside Taihe City, on the banks of the Xi'er River, the corpses of the Tang army were full of dead and wounded, which was the scene he didn't want to face in the depths of his heart. Now facing the relatives of the soldiers, thinking that the young woman's husband Shizhi** has been buried in southern Xinjiang, he is even more guilty and speechless.
"Shopkeeper, they are all civilians in Shuzhong, and they don't know about the military, so don't ask again!" Seeing that Xian Yu Xiang was embarrassed, the entourage hurriedly relieved the siege.
The young woman raised her eyebrows, and quickly glanced at the carriages and horses and decorations that were not in Xiang Xiang's line, knowing that the other party was lying, but she also stopped asking.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) "Honorable man, please inside." The young woman said lightly. The guys hurriedly stepped forward to help and pulled the carriage into the courtyard of the inn.
Because it is located in the western suburbs of Chang'an City, the courtyard of the inn is very broad, and there are several deep courtyards. The two-story attic in the middle of the front yard is the main hall of the inn, and the wings on both sides are the kitchen and warehouse. The middle courtyard is where the stables and men rest, and the backyard is the owner's own residence.
The delicate retinue cautiously pulled the chariot into the inconspicuous corner of the middle courtyard, for fear of being seen. After that, they left two people to linger and wait at the door of the inn.
Xian Yuxiang's retinue was carefully selected from the Shu Di and Jiannan armies, but they didn't notice that since a few days ago, someone had been following them from a distance like a phantom.
When Xian Yuxiang entered the private room on the second floor to rest, the phantom quietly jumped onto the back slope of the roof of the inn's main hall with the help of flying claws and ropes.
Dressed in a white robe, the phantom crept to the top of the private room where Xian Yu Xiang was, lurking, and gradually merging with the thickening snowflakes.
The north wind was fierce, and it kept burrowing into the cracks of the white robe, but the man did not move, as if he had taken root on the roof.
After a long time, there was the sound of horses' hooves on the official road to the east, and then the sound of clanging up the stairs.
The white-robed man quietly removed a piece of tile and looked down cautiously. I saw a richly dressed young gentleman, with a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe and a long beard, into the private room.
The white-robed man was about to listen intently, but he heard a slight noise from the roof nearby, as if there was a little wild cat that was not afraid of the cold, braving the wind and snow to come out to feed.
The white-robed man was deaf and clear-sighted, and he sensed something unusual from the roaring north wind, so he gently put the tiles back, and then slowly moved behind the ridge of the roof to raise his eyes to watch.
I saw that on the roof of the house in the west wing, there was a slender figure with a cat waist, exploring back and forth under the cover of wind and snow, as if looking for a most suitable location for a distant view.
"Look at the back, it should be a little lady of thirteen or fourteen." The white-robed man's eyes were like lightning, and he could still roughly identify the gender and age of the other party through the wind and snow: "Could it be that she is coming for me?" Is there any place to show your feet? Why do you think this figure is so familiar......
Just hesitating, there was a faint sound of ruts and the noise of people and horses in the west, and the back of the little lady in the west wing was shaking, and she seemed to be a little excited. The white-robed man immediately realized that the little lady's target was not herself, but the convoy in the distance.
Seeing that the little lady was okay with him, the white-robed man was afraid of delaying the business, so he hurriedly and cautiously retreated to the original place, pulled out the tiles, and continued to eavesdrop.
The wind rolls up the broken jade, and the snow cage is in the wilderness.
A big flag suddenly pierced the snow curtain, like a military flag that ordered thousands of troops to wave in the wind.
The rectangular flag has a red background and resembles a blazing flame in the wind.
In the center of the flag, two golden ginkgo biloba petioles intersect, and a yellow ancient sword is clustered.
The flag is fluttering, and the horses are roaring.
The black pressed two rows of solemn and solemn knights, leaping out of the snow.
Among these knights, there are not only the figures of the Han family, but also some feudal warriors. Although they did not wear armor and did not carry long weapons such as horses, they still exuded a battle-hardened spirit from top to bottom.
Among the knights, more than ten four-** carriages came in a hurry. The horses under the crotch of the knights and the horses pulling the carts are both tall and long-legged, and they are extremely powerful.
Next to the carriages in the center, there is a horse with red hair, which is like a fiery coal, in the white sky
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Behind the red horse, there are several horses, black, purple, yellow, and white, all of which are amazing. The horses were well saddled, but the saddles were empty, and the owner was sheltering from the snow in the carriage.
"Suye Dart Bureau!" The guys who greeted the guests at the door of the Ruoxi Inn smiled and said, "Big business is coming!" ”
Two years ago, a new gadget suddenly appeared in Tingzhou, called "Dart Game".
Everyone knows that the profits of the Silk Road merchants are staggering. However, there were also the most horse bandits and thieves on the Silk Road, so every merchant had to hire samurai to keep them safe.
But the previous hired samurai were mixed and uneven. What's more, some samurai were actually horse bandits in disguise.
Somehow, Su Yeju of Tingzhou actually founded a dart bureau with the support of the Beiting Metropolitan Protectorate.
The company provides armed protection to the merchants, and commissions are drawn according to the value of the goods, the distance traveled, and the degree of difficulty. If the trader's property is lost due to the game, they will provide corresponding compensation.
Most of the samurai in the Suye Dart Bureau were soldiers who were discharged due to minor injuries in the Beiting, Anzai and other armies, or retired at an older age.
Not only have they been tested in battle formations and are skilled in archery and horses, but what is even more rare is that everyone has a household registration that has been verified by the Beiting Metropolitan Protectorate, and their net worth is innocent.
Due to the amazing combat power of the samurai of the Suye Dart Bureau, and the assistance provided by the Beiting and Hezhong armies, the horse bandits on the Northwest Silk Road quickly tasted great.
The bandits from all walks of life also tried to work together to crack down on the Suye dart game that delayed their "business". But in the face of the elite of Beiting and Anxi who passed through the dignified array, the scattered horse bandits were powerless.
The horse bandits not only did not defeat the Suye Dart Bureau, but were successively wiped out by the samurai of the Dart Bureau. After that, the horse bandits fled when they saw the banner of the Suye Dart Bureau, and they didn't dare to do anything bad.
Merchants traveling to and from the Silk Road signed contracts with the Suye Dart Bureau to accept the protection of the Dart Bureau. The red background and yellow leaf sword flag of the dart game are also known by more and more people.
The Suye Dart Bureau behaves in a standardized manner, and the trading is fair, and it is deeply liked by the inns along the road. Therefore, when the guy saw the flag of the Suye Dart Bureau, he couldn't close his mouth with a smile.
"Lady, big deal! Big Deal! The guy happily shouted to Jian Ruoxi, who was going out when he heard the sound.
"Today's wind and snow are heavy, but it can't stop the happy event from coming." Jian Ruoxi has come out of the depression of not being able to hear from her husband, and she is happy that the business is booming.
The carriage and horses were noisy and stopped at the door of the inn. Jian Ruoxi stood at the door with a smile, waiting for the distinguished guests to come to the door.
Jian Ruoxi was not afraid of the hundreds of majestic knights, not only because of the reputation of the Suye Dart Bureau, but also because she could detect that there was no hidden malice behind the other party's awe-inspiring and inoffensive intentions, and because she was at the feet of the Son of Heaven and the heart of the Tang Dynasty, she had her own confidence.
A four-** carriage stopped at the main entrance of the inn, the carriage door opened, and a seventeen-year-old, dressed in brocade and dignified and beautiful dress, walked down first. There are several plum blossoms embroidered on the big tree, which is particularly beautiful in the wind and snow.
Jian Ruoxi stared at it, and saw the background of the powerful family of the Zhu Sect from the clothes of the maidservant.
Before the maidservant girl came down and stood still, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man came out of the carriage, wearing a fox fur, hanging a horizontal knife from his waist, and his eyes were dark.
Xiao Langjun's clothes are very simple, and he is not as noble and luxurious as the rich Langjun in Chang'an City. But Jian Ruoxi still saw from the details of the fox fur's stitches that Xiao Langjun's identity was extraordinary.
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