"Phew!" Zheng Lang reined in the war horse.

In front of you is the gate of Chang'an City.

Can't expect to be the Tang Dynasty's Chang'an City, everywhere ruined walls, the five dynasties repaired a repair, the Song Dynasty repaired again, became the front of this medium-sized city, the area is far smaller than the Tang Dynasty's Chang'an. However, because of the richness of Guanzhong, the population and density of Jingzhao Mansion are not much lower than that of Hangzhou.

Although the castle is not large, the weather is clear, and you can see the Jungnam Mountains in the south and a large area of cultivated land outside the city. It is the spring ploughing and production season, and Qianmo is full of hard-working people.

Zheng Lang got off the war horse and went west quickly, and when he arrived in Zhengzhou, Zheng Lang did not go around dozens of miles to go home to visit a few mothers.

I am afraid that my mother will be wordy, and there is a difference between Dayu and Dayu's water control and not entering the house.

Zheng Lang strode forward, came to Xia Zhu and said, "I've seen Xia Xianggong." ”

The gentlemen's party is quite ashamed of Xia Zhu, not because he raised his family, many people raised his family, Han Qi, Xiao Song and later Su Dongpo, etc., but hated him for being feminine, greedy, and extravagant, especially the luxury carriage, which swaggered through the market.

Zheng Lang disagreed.

Xia Zhu enjoyed it publicly, and Xiao Song surrounded the curtain, and countless ministers remembered it behind the curtain, and I don't know if the sky will be dark, what is the difference?

His personality is the same as Han Qi, with obvious advantages and obvious shortcomings, he has civil and military talents, and has made achievements in political affairs, he is not a person who has no ability, his surname is greedy and insidious, but the insidious in the back is forced out.

Even now, Xia Zhu's shortcomings are, greed, like enjoyment, fear of death, can't expect him to go to the front line in person like Han Qi, and don't expect him to envoy to the Khitan. But it can't be described as insidious yet. Raise the gentleman Pang nationality and speak justice for Han Qi.

But if it's urgent, Zheng Lang will also bite, not to mention Xia Zhu.

"Zi Qiao, Zi Qiao," Xia Zhu said happily.

I am very happy that this son has supported his remarks many times in the court, which makes Xia Zhu very comfortable. Then looked at Zheng Lang: "Why do you also wear armor?" ”

"Lead by example." Zheng Lang said vaguely.

Wulongchuan He was also a little afraid, at that time he was dressed in white, and the party people concentrated their forces to attack him, fortunately, Di Qing and Yang Wenguang commanded the army, and the number of enemies was not much, otherwise there would be more than one luck. If you don't want to die, you can't drag down the army.

So he wore a vest, all the way to the west, his riding skills and Shi Congguang were not good, plus this armor, Zheng Lang didn't want to move when he slept in bed at night.

There is no need to tell Xia Zhu the reason, it is useless to say it, and he will not go to the front line to command the battle.

Zheng Lang may not go to the front line, but being at the front at the right time will play a morale-boosting role.

"When I entered the city, I set up a banquet."

"There is Lao Xia Xianggong."

"Ziqiao."

"Xia Xianggong, how can I say that I am also a junior, this ......"

"Okay, okay, then Xia Xianggong, I'll call you Zheng Xianggong too."

Both laughed.

Zheng Lang went to Jingyuan to deal with Xia Zhu, because of himself, Chen Zhizhong did not come to Jingzhao Mansion, and because of the conflict between the two, Chen Zhizhong and Xia Zhu were demoted successively, it is possible that Xia Zhu stayed in Jingzhao Mansion for a long time, and he implemented the City Law on Jingyuan Road, and he must have a good relationship with Xia Zhu.

"It's just right, I'm going to stay in Jingzhao Mansion for two days, and I even have to exceed some permissions, and then I will ask Xia Xianggong to forgive my sins."

"Just open your mouth."

"I'd like to spend two days looking at Weishui and some ditches."

"Xingzhi, it's not easy to get it, most of the eight rivers in Chang'an have withered, and Wei Jian's Guangyun Lake cannot be reopened, that is, the imperial court has money and silk support, and there is no water source to replenish, and boats and boats cannot pass. Weishui is sandy and cannot be treated at all. Xia Zhu said.

There is a way to govern, of course it is good, Caoyun smoothly arrived at Jingzhaofu, and then turned to a small boat, along the Weishui, along the Jingshui straight to Jingzhou, and even from Luoshui in Shaanxi to Yanzhou. Nowadays it is also navigable, but it is only a small boat, and the cost is very high.

It was these small boats, or chariots and horses, that the imperial court used to send supplies to the Northwest Front bit by bit. Therefore, the freight and loss can reach six or seven times the price of rice itself, seven or eight times.

"Take a look, there's Danshui."

"You can watch it if you want to," Xia Zhu smiled bitterly. Zheng Lang has thought about it, he has thought about it a long time ago, and he has seen it in person.

It is simply impossible to restore the water conservancy and canal projects of the Tang Dynasty.

To put it mildly, it is the environment of the entire Northwest that is deteriorating dramatically.

In the past, after the enlightenment of the Tang Dynasty, Longyou was called the world's rich warehouse, but now it is okay?

Qinghai Chishan east of all the plastered land, but to the Song Dynasty after the Gobi desertification, west of the Dafeichuan and other places more swamps and aquatic grass, is the best pasture, now don't talk about aquatic grass, even the swamp can not be seen, full of everywhere, wind and sand desert.

It has also deteriorated in the Loess Plateau such as Yanzhou.

Xia Zhu didn't pay attention to this change, but did research, and wanted to do tricks and feet in water conservancy and reduce transportation costs, which was impossible.

All the way into the city, Xia Zhu looked curiously at the soldiers behind him from time to time, and couldn't help asking: "This is the Fan Zi who came back from the extreme north?" ”

"It's the north of the Khitan, but it's not the land of the extreme north, there is still land and people in the north, but the weather is cold and the population has become sparse."

"It's a Khitan?"

"It can't be regarded as a Khitan, where the population is sparse, the people are barbaric, living in poverty, the Khitan people are not well controlled, and they have no interest in management."

"Just like the Meishan Barbarian and the Southern Barbarian?"

The Southern Barbarian refers to the area from the north of Dali to the south of Luzhou, although some tribes submitted to the Song Dynasty, and the Song Dynasty almost never sent any officials to govern. The strangest thing is that the front, Meishanman, from Changsha to the west, the north of Shaoyang, and the south of the Three Gorges, is definitely not the core area of the Song Dynasty. But it is conceivable that this place is still far from Yungui, let alone Xiangxi, and should really belong to the Song Realm.

But it was this small area that the Song Dynasty had not ruled before, but divided it into a forbidden area, forbidding the surrounding Han people to interact with the barbarians inside, and it became a country within a country in the Song Dynasty. also fought, the Song army came, and the barbarians entered the mountains and forests. The Song army left, and the barbarians came out again. A lot of supplies were spent, and the land still miraculously stands. Later, the Song Dynasty didn't care about the surname.

Zheng Lang doesn't care, someone will care, it will take decades. "Almost." ”

"It seems ferocious."

"Yes, once there is a talented master in this race, not many, as long as 10,000 people, it is enough to sweep away the Khitan and force my Song to Jiangnan to live secretly. It is by no means comparable to the Khitan and the party race. ”

"No, it won't."

"I don't believe it, Xia Xianggong will wait and see."

"Okay."

While speaking, he came to the Xia Mansion, and Xia Zhu and the officials of the Jingzhao Mansion sat down in turn.

Xia Zhu slapped his palms, and the song and dance came up, and a song and dance record sang: "Xia Sanqi, Yue Shen Hook." The curtain rolls up the Weiyang Building. The night is cool and the river is intercepted. The palace locks Qingqiu. Yao Jieshu. Gold pan dew. Phoenix's pith incense and smoke. Three thousand pearls and emeralds embrace Chen. The water hall is pressed by Liangzhou. ”

It is Xia Zhu's proud work "Happy Migration Warbler".

Twenty years ago, Song Zhenzong asked Xia Zhu for words, and Xia Zhu made this happy warbler.

The front can not be counted, with some gorgeous words to piece together the time, place and environment, mainly the last sentence, Liangzhou is the word of Liangzhou, the water hall is the moonlit night mist, shrouded in the main hall, if the fog hall is used, and destroy its beauty, a water temple, in this water temple there is a beautiful voice singing Liangzhou words. suddenly put a layer of fairy energy on the environment, and also sublimated the whole poem.

You can't use character words, this song is really good.

After the song was finished, Xia Zhu said: "Xingzhi, can you appreciate a long and short sentence?" ”

More than a dozen Mei Kee's eyes immediately lit up.

Zheng Lang smiled bitterly in his heart, he had the heart to compose lyrics, even if he did, it was a fierce and high-spirited work, and now Xia Zhu stayed in Jingzhao Mansion and was still in the rich township, which was undoubtedly a ridicule of Xia Zhu. There is no need to make him hate himself for irrelevant reasons.

Looking at the spring color of the courtyard outside, although it is late spring, the green leaves are delightful, and there are some flowers blooming. Zheng Lang had an idea, struck the beat and sang: "The whole world is splendid and beautiful, and the sea is romantic." The water is beautiful and the mountains are strange, and the game can be played everywhere. This answer is too rich, embroidered curtains all over the city, and people gather in a hurry. One hundred and ten miles of streets are neat, more than 10,000 pavilions are uneven, and there is no idle field. Songxuan bamboo path, medicine garden flower croon, tea garden Daomo, bamboo dock Meixi. One poem and one poem, one screen at a time. The West Salt Field is like a belt of Qiong Yao, and Wushan is a thousand stacks of jade. Wuliang, looking at the Qiantang River with thousands of glasses, more clear streams and green water, painting boats to and fro idle games. Zhejiang Pavilion is close to each other, relative to the dangerous ridge peak long strange stone, can be envied. Every house hides the canal and flowing water, and the pavilion is towering out of the green micro, looking at the twilight mountain of the West Lake. looked at this wall, looked at that wall, even if Danqing couldn't write. ”

This is a small tune written by Guan Hanqing when he went south to Hangzhou in his later years.

Zheng Lang missed a sentence in the middle, the Great Yuan Dynasty was a new vassal country, and the old Huayi of the Song family died.

Without this sentence, there will be no emotion and regret that this little song has changed hands and the country has changed hands, and Hangzhou is still prosperous.

But it might as well be that this piece is a work of Guan Hanqing when he was at his peak, and there is no gorgeous rhetoric in the whole piece, but it fully expresses the beautiful mountains and rich prosperity of Hangzhou.

"Good tune." Xia Zhu praised.

There are also some folk songs, but many of them are slangy, either light or lewd.

Including the word card, there are also some obscene lyrics, even yellow minor.

But since Zheng Lang's several tunes were spread, some literati tried to compose some new tunes, like a fresh spring breeze blowing through this stagnant water.

A song is already trying to re-sing.

The feast ended happily.

Xia Zhu arranged a place for Zheng Lang to stay.

But when he arrived at Jingzhao Mansion, Zheng Lang began to get down to business.

First called Shi Congguang and said, "You have to stay in Chang'an City." ”

"Bachelor, rest assured."

The most important thing in the city is nothing more than commerce, first of all, it is necessary to clarify the prices in Chang'an City, including the prices transported from the Central Plains of the Song Dynasty, as well as the prices of goods of the Qiang and Tibetan people.

And those properties are in demand.

The most important thing is fur.

Many people don't understand, saying that without cotton clothes, how can the Song people live in winter.

The rich have a way to wear fur, but the poor have to wear more hemp clothes, and in the winter they are stuffed with silk. That is, the floating filaments and messy filaments on the surface of the cocoon and cocoon shell are refined, the sericin is dissolved, loosened, and stuffed into the jacket. Li Bai has a poem, the Ming Dynasty post envoy hair, overnight robe recruitment.

The country was about to go to war, and the husband was conscripted, so the wife pulled silk at home overnight and stuffed it into a jacket to make winter clothes for her husband.

If you don't understand this process, you can't feel the charm of language, and if you understand, you will feel that a simple sentence is how ** tears, the feeling of parting, the cherished love of husband and wife, the love of wife, among them!

The best jacket is a cotton fur, but how many can there be?

This kind of silk cotton has limited warmth, so it was cold in the later history of the Song Dynasty, and many soldiers stood on the wall of the capital and froze to death while standing.

But look what the emperor is.

Zhao Zhen did a good job this time, he would rather waste financial resources, issue a leather jacket per person, and follow Zheng Lang's suggestion to purchase a large number of cotton jackets from the cotton planting area in Jiangdong.

It is possible that most of the soldiers will be able to solve the winter cold this year.

But no matter what you do, cotton is not popular, and before the yield has not kept up, fur is still the mainstream winter cold material. So fur has been in short supply.

It was this incident that Zheng Lang asked Shi Congguang to host, and there was another person, Tong Ming, who also brought it over. However, he didn't know how to ride a horse, so he followed Cui Xian and the others to the northwest.

If this is done well, it will cause controversy. But fortunately, thanks to Fan Zhongyan and Seed Master Heng, they did something similar before.

called Wang Yong and Wang Ning in.

Zheng Lang took out a small bag from his luggage, which contained more than 600 taels of gold, but it was not into ingots or pieces, but modeled on the style of some jewelry in Western Xia and Tubo, and made bracelets, chains, and hairpins. Then he looked at them and said, "If you are not sure, it is too late." ”

"Bachelor, don't worry."

"But after more than 20 years, you still go to Zhenrong Village first, meet Di Qing, discuss with him, and make a safe arrangement."

"Di Qing?"

"Well, General Di, when you arrived at the Zhenrong Army, General Di had already taken over, don't underestimate Di Qing, he is younger than you, but he is resourceful, beyond the reach of ordinary generals."

"Whoa."

Zheng Lang handed the packet to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong opened it and glanced at it, and retied the small bag lightly.

Zheng Lang secretly admired, sure enough, it was Wang De who came out of the door, and replaced it with someone else, and when he saw so many gold objects, he had already been dazzled.

But this is good, Wang Yong's performance reminds him of the story of Tao Zhugong.

He also said: "You use it first, it's not enough, sneak back, and I'll support you again." ”

This batch of gold is Zheng Lang's own pocket, but if he wants to get things done, it is far from enough, so he has to spend it from the Jingyuan Road finance.

"Whoa."

The two stood up and left.

Before anyone arrives, the arrow has been fired!

The sky was getting dark, Zheng Lang looked up and watched the two go out, more west was the sky, there was a glow in the sky, and the glow was as red as blood.

Zheng Lang said in a low voice: "There will be a lot of blood." ”

Suddenly, Zheng Lang understood Fan Zhongyan's thoughts. If you don't fight, if you don't fight, you will die a lot, and some of them are even your own cronies and colleagues.

But what if you don't fight?

If you don't fight, you can only wait for death.

The sky gradually darkened, and the blood red in the western sky condensed into vermilion purple, as if the blood had dried up, and it was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved.