Zhang Yuan hummed a little song and walked on the street of Xingqing Mansion, full of joy. Recently, his life has been really smooth, the party has been panicked due to the two big defeats near Qinzhou, and the economic blockade carried out by the Great Song Dynasty has caused a depression, the more times like this, the better the day for Zhang Yuan and these people has come. He really wanted to thank Xu Ping, who beat Yuan Hao to the point of embarrassment, without the setbacks in Qinzhou, how could the party be important to these traitors of the Great Song Dynasty who fled here.

The company that he opened with Tong Dalang and a few people is too smooth, not to mention the money every day, and he has to beg others to send money. What's the solution? The people in Xingqing Mansion want to buy those Great Song Dynasty goods, only they sell them here. Tong Dalang is really a fool and a fool, and he doesn't know what good things he did in his last life, what point God fancied, and there are nobles to help him wherever he goes. No matter what someone asks Zhang Yuan to buy, Tong Dalang can buy it from Da Song, his way in Da Song is really hard, and I don't know if the director of the three shops in Qinzhou accepted him as his godson.

Of course, you can't buy weapons, but what does this have to do with Zhang Yuan? As long as he earns money, he doesn't bother to worry about how many party members die on the front line, as long as he doesn't die and no one lets him make money.

Zhang Yuan shook his head on the street, his eyes staring at the big girl and little daughter-in-law on the side of the road. Fan people are not as reserved as the Han people, there have always been many women on the streets of Xingqing Mansion, and Fan people don't take the affairs of men and women so seriously, as long as they have money in their hands, they can easily get started with which Fan girl. Zhang Yuan is so poor that he has money left, thinking of a way to spend it outward, men, spend money on women, only to spend it quickly and happily.

When Zhang Yuan was thinking wildly, a fan came in a hurry and grabbed Zhang Yuan: "My lord, how can you still be in the mood to wander around the street?" Wuzhu sent someone to Yali to find you, and we are all about to die! ”

Zhang Yuan picked up the people who were the officials in disgust, frowned and said, "Why don't you have any rules?" You people, you don't know the slightest etiquette, and you call your lord, why don't you salute me when you see me? It's really unorthodox! ”

The official took a step back, bowed his hand like the Han people, and said, "How can adults care about this?" Now that the people sent by Wuzhu are waiting in the yali, you better go back quickly. It's too late, be careful of the people sent by Wuzhu! ”

Zhang Yuan sneered: "Be ruthless? What is he ruthless for? I am now the god of wealth of Wuzhu, as the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind, as long as I can make money for Wuzhu, the people around him dare to pretend to be Qiao to me? ”

The fan shook his head again and again, just urging Zhang Yuan to come back quickly.

After shaking his majesty for a while, Zhang Yuancai reluctantly retracted his thoughts and followed the officials back to the yamen.

Fanren don't talk about façade like the Han people, and now that Zhang Yuan is gone, there will be a big problem with the finances of the party and the imperial court, and the Han people who voted in the past don't care about the fourth-class people, and everyone treats him as a guest.

Yuan Hao was bent on isolating the Han people from the Fan people, asking the Fan people to wear fur, live in tents, speak the Fan language, don't learn from the Han people, and finally became the same as the Han people. Now that Zhang Yuan has no money in his hands, he doesn't talk about his rules, as long as he doesn't involve major military affairs, let Zhang Yuan do anything wrong in Xingqing Mansion. Yuan Hao didn't care about the life and death of the people in the city, what happened to being bullied by Zhang Yuan and these people, as long as he could make money. Fan people are used to robbing the Han people's places, don't think that they are soft on their own people, it is more convenient for their own people to start, and naturally they will be more ruthless.

Staggered back to the yamen, and saw the soldiers sent by Yuan Hao waiting there, and when he saw Zhang Yuan, he stepped forward with a smile on his face and said: "My lord is really busy and can't stop for a moment, I don't know what big things to do in person, I can't sit still in the yamen, let me wait here." Wuzhu has an urgent summoning, if there is no other important business, let me enter the palace. ”

Zhang Yuan said: "Don't worry, wait for me to go in and change into my official clothes, and then go with you to see Wuzhu." - By the way, go to my room in the back and get a jar of good wine, bring it back to the general, and drink some wine to relieve his boredom when he is fine. ”

The soldier smiled all over his face, couldn't stop thanking Zhang Yuan, and watched him shake back to the back office.

The war with the Great Song Dynasty lasted for more than a year, and the gold, silver and copper coins in the party were lost sharply, and now there is a serious shortage of hard currency. Zhang Yuan's business there only accepts real money, even if the price is not set high, and the price has not increased, it has slowly become a sky-high price for ordinary people in the party. No matter how low the price is, you can't even get a few copper coins in your hand, so you can only watch dryly. Now the wine, tea, and silk sold there have gradually become hard currency in the party's territory, and giving this soldier a jar of wine is equivalent to giving him a silver ingot of white flowers. People are poor and short-minded, horses are thin and long-haired, and there is no money in their hands, even Yuan Hao's personal soldiers have to worry about Zhang Yuan. Outside of such a big person, a random leak in his hand is enough for these pro-soldiers to live happily for a long time.

The soldiers took the wine that the official took from the rear office, hugged it tightly in his arms, looked at the door with his eyes, and waited for Zhang Yuan to come out. Recently, Yuan Hao has no money in his hands, and he wants to build a southern courtyard in Tiandu Mountain, and his life is tight. These pro-soldiers who follow Yuan Hao every day have suffered with them, not to mention rewards, even Lu Mi can't receive them in time.

Zhang Yuan changed into his official clothes, came out of the back office with a red face, and said to the officials: "Go and lead my sweaty horse, and wait for me to see Wuzhu." If you are rewarded, you will be able to benefit from it! ”

The officials agreed again and again, and ran to lead the horses in a puff of smoke. Although the party occupied Hexi, it did not deal with the Huangtou Uighurs and the Gaochang Uighurs, and fought every day, and the ancient Silk Road had long been cut off. They are next to the Western Regions, but there is no trade with the Western Regions, Zhang Yuan's sweaty horse is extremely valuable, even in Xingqing Mansion, it is not possible to buy it with money.

Riding a bloody horse and taking a group of entourage, Zhang Yuan entered the palace with Yuan Hao's personal soldiers proudly.

Yuan Hao is a habit, although there is a palace in Xingqing Mansion, but he lives in the palace in Helan Mountain every day, and it is difficult to come to the city once. After a few days the Tiandu Mountain South Courtyard is completed, he will still live there. Zhang Yuan didn't know what these people thought, he spent manpower and material resources to build the imperial city as big as possible, but he didn't live there, and he didn't know what to do.

Arrived at the palace, after layers of guards, Zhang Yuan arrived at the main hall where Yuan Hao was. Fan people do not have the set of etiquette that the Great Song Dynasty dances with, the Fan ceremony is very simple, and after the line, they enter the palace.

Everything was as polite as a ceremony, Yuan Hao politely gave a seat, and Zhang Yuan asked: "Wuzhu is busy with official business, and I don't know what to call the ministers to the palace." If it's a trivial matter, just go to my yamen and say it, and I'll just feel at ease! ”

Yuan Hao squeezed out a smile on his face and said, "I also know that the prime minister is busy with official business, if there is no major event, don't bother." It's just that the country has been difficult recently, and there are many places to use money in Tiandu Mountain, so I have no choice but to let the minister of state come to discuss. ”

"Yes, recently, there are many places where the court uses money, and there are few places where money comes, and I have heard that everything is stretched." Zhang Yuan nodded again and again, lowered his head and pretended to think for a while. "If you want to solve the current predicament, I think that when the civilized Lao Tzu of the Great Song Dynasty did when he was in the third division, he still printed money."