Time is not waiting for me, what is time not waiting for me? The current situation is,

Zhou Yi felt that if he didn't finish all the things he had to do, he might be too late.

Making money is one thing, in Zhou Yi's opinion, it's good to have enough money, it doesn't have to be much, but how many years can you enjoy such a peaceful life? When the peace is no longer there, what should I use as the capital to settle down?

Therefore, in front of such a stubborn Zhou Sheng, Zhou Yi still broke out, but he couldn't say that you, the Great Song Jiangshan, were going to kneel after more than ten years, and he was very depressed in his heart.

After venting, his mood seemed to have improved a little bit, Zhou Yi breathed a long sigh of relief, there are still ten years to go, what should he do to prevent regrets from happening?

Zhou Yi is not a historian, so he has no way or the leisure to explore the fundamental reasons and inevitable surnames of the fall of a dynasty, he just believes simply and directly that the Song Dynasty is too heavy on literature and light on military force, resulting in no basic military strength. So he wants to work hard and strengthen the force of the Song Empire, but how to be strong has not yet been figured out.

But there is no doubt that if you want to participate in this, Zhou Yi must hold a lot of power and power to be able to speak, that's it.

I was about to enter the house, but I heard the sound of gongs and drums on the street, everyone threw them out to see, a group of more than a dozen people was walking on the street, the front two people were beating gongs and drums to make people avoid, and then a few people in the back were busy posting notices.

The place where the notice is posted is generally chosen in the bulletin board set up by the government to post the notice, and it may also be posted at the entrance of the city gate and the entrance of each teahouse, so the Daguan Tea House is no exception, the stone wall at the door was pasted with one, Zhou Yi and they ran over to see, but it turned out to be a canonized notice.

Since Lin Lingsu flattered Song Huizong and called Huizong the eldest son of God, King Xiao Yuqing, Song Huizong also regarded himself as this. In April of the seventh year of Zhenghe, Huizong publicly called himself the eldest son of Haotian God, Emperor Daxiao, to the minister of the Taoist Academy, and asked God for permission to be the master of the world in order to promote Taoism. He was the head of the Dao Monarch Emperor. So the ministers and the Emperor Huizong were listed as the head of the sect, the Emperor of Daojun.

This notice writes about such a thing, that is to say, the current Song Weizong is not only the supreme leader of the Great Song Empire, but also the leader of Taoism to manage human affairs, which means a bit of unity of politics and religion.

After reading such a notice, the people could only sigh a few words, but after the lamentation, they still did what they should do, maybe it was thousands of years of slave surnames and the strict hierarchical concept that was deep in their bones that made them unable to think of anything other than lamentation, but Zhou Yi did not belong to this world, although the world he was in was actually essentially no different from the Great Song Dynasty, but there was still a little progress in basic thinking.

Moreover, Zhou Yi, as a traverser, knows the future history, so he can't sit idly by.

The notice seems to be nothing more than a dispensable vignette, for these mud-legged people facing the loess with their backs to the sky, Song Huizong has nothing to do with them who the emperor is. Life is still like that.

After more than half a month, a lively event happened again.

Here's the thing, in peacetime, everyone can wander around at will during the day, but before the time comes, they have to go back to their own homes, find their own mothers, this is the curfew policy, if anyone is caught and still hanging out after this, then I'm sorry, first go to the yamen to explain whether it is a thief, whether it is a spy, it is inevitable to suffer a little flesh and skin, and wait for those military masters to serve well, and then let you come back during the day the next day.

Such a system has existed for a long time, everyone has become accustomed to it, besides, in addition to hugging his mother-in-law on this big night, how can there be any other entertainment? Therefore, for ordinary people, this curfew is just a name.

But from this day on, I don't know why, even in broad daylight, there were officers and soldiers patrolling back and forth on the streets, looking at their fierce faces, many people lost interest in going out, and locked themselves in their homes in broad daylight.

Zhou Yi sat in the study, but he couldn't read the book, as a person with an unbridled imagination, his curiosity was much greater than that of these honest farmers, and he had been thinking about what was going on. He didn't study history, so he couldn't retrieve from his mind what big things could happen in Qingshen County in the seven years of this political and political situation.

Finally, he still dropped the book in his hand, and instead of sitting on pins and needles at home, it was better to go out and find out.

There were waves of officers and soldiers patrolling the road, both from the yamen of Qingshen County, and from Zhou Yi who had never seen them.

Zhou Yi walked on the street with his head held high, facing those officers and soldiers, although he was thinking in his heart, he didn't show anything abnormal. All the way to the edge of the city in the direction of their patrol, Zhou Yi found that most of the officers and soldiers were deployed along a Minjiang River.

The Min River traverses the entire Qingshen County, whether it is the irrigation of farmland or the drinking of the people, most of them are taken from this river, because of the relationship between the people of Qingshen County, so the county orders of the past dynasties have repaired it, widened and deepened, built canals, and now, it seems to be wider than the Simeng River outside.

The Min River runs from north to south, and there are Simeng River and Jiajiang River, etc., and the water system is developed, so the water transportation is also prosperous.

Zhou Yi was sitting in the attic on the top floor of a restaurant on the edge of the city wall at this time, which was slightly higher than the city wall in the distance, and he could see the scenery outside the city, especially the Minjiang River next to it.

He sat for half an hour, and finally noticed that there was something abnormal, and in the distance on the Min River, where it met the sky, the top of the mast gradually appeared, and a flag embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon fluttered on it, needless to say, it must be a royal ship.

Zhou Yi racked his brains to think about what the situation was, but he was helpless, he couldn't think of anything, and at this moment, he really realized the meaning of "hating less when the book is used".

He watched quietly, the ships were getting closer and closer, and similarly, there were more and more officers and soldiers, whether they were those they had never seen before, or they were pulled from the school yard in Qingshen County, everyone was under martial law along the river, and no idle people were allowed to approach. From Zhou Yi's point of view, the whole ship presents a full picture.

This is a very large ship, the high mast is already at the level of the city wall of Qingshen County, hanging the sails of showing off the might, and there are some men and horses standing in the bow of the ship, wearing official uniforms, and it looks like the rank is not low. On the deck behind these people, there were all sorts of strange things, large stones several people high, and stone slabs with beautiful patterns on them.

Hundreds of slender men shouted uniform slogans, and the thick black rope put red concave marks on their bodies, and the sweat soaked their clothes and stained them with the mud on the shore, looking very embarrassed.

For some reason, a term suddenly flashed in Zhou Yi's mind - Huashi Gang.

In the Song Dynasty, land transportation and water transportation materials were mostly organized into "outlines". For example, the horse transporter is called "Ma Gang", and the one who transports rice is called "Rice Gang", and the horse is based on 50 horses as a program, and the rice is 10,000 stones as a program.

Huizong loves flowers and stones, initially, Zhu Mian took the flowers and stones of Jiangsu and Zhejiang into the presentation, and later, the scale is getting bigger and bigger, he presided over the Suzhou and Hangzhou Ying Feng Bureau, specifically asking for strange flowers and stones, etc., transported to Kaifeng, Tokyo.

These ships that transport flowers and stones, every ten ships are arranged into a program, from Jiangnan to Kaifeng, along the Huai, Bian, and upstream, the boats are connected, and there is an endless stream, so it is called the flower stone class.

Obviously, more and more ships appeared in Zhou Yi's sight, and he was already convinced that this was Huashigang.

Listening to how Huizong [***] from the book, after all, he didn't feel it directly, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, Zhou Yi had to marvel that the living history had happened in front of his eyes.

Looking at the Flower Stone Class, there were twelve ships coming from afar, each of which was loaded with various strange rocks.

As we slowly moved forward, we finally came to the outside of the city walls. The Minjiang River passes through the city, and there are naturally city walls on it, and even there are iron fences underwater, so no matter how high your swimming skills are, you can't get in from here.

But the problem now is that people can't get in, and neither can Huashigang.

The fleet stopped, the officials on the ship also came down, and the old county magistrate of Qingshen County also came over with the chief bookkeeper and others.

The officers and soldiers drove all the people who watched the excitement away, leaving enough space for the officials, and the first person to come down from the boat was a man in dark blue clothes, in his forties, who looked very strong, and was none other than Zhu Mian, who was known as one of the "Six Thieves of the Northern Song Dynasty".

Behind him, more than a dozen mermaids rushed out, lined up on the left and right, with extremely respectful expressions.

After getting off the boat, Qingshen County ordered Su Jiaming to lead Wu Shan and others to kneel down together, prostrate themselves on the ground, and shouted in their mouths: "I respectfully ask Lord Zhu to be safe, I have never greeted you from afar, and I hope to forgive my sins." ”

"Well, get up, I said that you Qingshen County today, you have to stay for a few days, you ......."

"Xia Guan understands, understands, and has already prepared for all the adults." Su Jiaming's whole body was trembling, his voice was a little trembling when he spoke, and in the face of this leader of Su Hangying's Bureau, an invisible pressure enveloped his whole body.

Zhu Mian was very satisfied with Su Jiaming's arrangement, he nodded slightly, and said, "It's so good, you don't have to be nervous, let's stay for a few days and leave." ”

Su Jiaming hurriedly took over the conversation and said: "Your Excellency is serious, your lordship in Qingshen County is the blessing of the lower officials, and it is also the blessing of the people of Qingshen. ”

Zhu Mian had a smile on his face, he was very satisfied with such a sensible official, but he pretended to lament, and said: "Hey, you guys are good, govern the water and soil, and benefit the people, unlike me, born to work hard, running around, my old bones." ”

"My lord, there are a few girls in Wanhualou who have good skills, call them over later, you can take care of them for the adults, so as to relieve the fatigue all the way, how about it?"

"That's very good."

"Your Excellency, please."

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