"Thousand Treasure Pavilion, that's a big deal!"

Outside the gate of the other garden, Fan Yixian suddenly pushed the door in, Qin Fan turned around and said curiously: "Mr. knows?" ”

Fan Yixian was dressed in beige cotton clothes, holding a handstove in his hand, paced to the covered bridge in the courtyard, looked at the half-frozen and half-flowing stream outside the fence, and said with a smile: "Qianbao Pavilion is a family of antiques that has been inherited for two hundred years, and they like to collect the treasures of the world, and the treasures in their hands are comparable to the entire Great Song Dynasty. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are rich enough to rival the country, and what is admirable is that whenever they encounter natural disasters, they must spend huge sums of money to help the people. Usually the auction is used to raise funds for disaster relief, and the silver obtained from the auction will be used for disaster relief, and wealthy businessmen and literati from all walks of life will gather here to express their gratitude through the auction. Perhaps this is also the reason why the Thousand Treasure Pavilion has been passed down for a hundred years. ”

"Ah, in this way, this Thousand Treasure Pavilion is a charitable enterprise......" Qin Fan said with interest.

"Your Majesty should take this opportunity to go and have a look, and make friends with people of insight and celebrities in the current dynasty, but you have to bring enough silver, and the things auctioned in Qianbao Pavilion are not something that can be bought with a hundred or ten gold."

"Would you like Mr. Fan to come with me?"

Fan Yixiao smiled helplessly: "Your Majesty said that I laughed, I am an old bone, I am afraid that I can't stand the fatigue of the boat and car, Lin'an is thousands of miles away, I am still free and easy between the mountains and rivers, and besides, Tianya City always needs someone to take care of it." ”

"If it were someone else, I'd have to walk thousands of miles honestly, and I don't have this problem." Qin Fan smiled and said, "Sir, you can prepare first, and I will pick you up in seven days." ”

Cai Xu's getaway can take ten people to teleport thousands of miles away, and this skill allows Qin Fan to no longer have to run around on the road.

Money or something is no longer a problem for Qin Fan now, using the 300,000 idle population of Yanjing, Qin Fan can brush off hundreds of millions of people in an hour, and there are basically more than 10,000 seventh-order talents in it, this is the effect of the increase in the refresh probability of high-level talents after the main fief is upgraded to the city, otherwise it will be placed at most eight thousand.

As soon as these more than 10,000 seventh-order talents are dismissed, they can get a compensation of seven or eight thousand gold, and eighty or ninety thousand gold in one day is quite easy, and this amount of funds is almost equivalent to a hundred Yanjing City's tax dollars a day.

However, there is a problem that in the past, with such a large amount of refresh, there was a probability that there would be a ninth-order talent, but he didn't appear for two days in a row, which made him suspect that the refresh rate of ninth-order talents seemed to have decreased.

"Could it be that the average population has risen, and the overall refresh of ninth-order talents is actually limited, and they were obtained by other lucky people first?" Qin Fan clasped his head, if this is the case, it is not good news.

On the seventh day, Qin Fan scraped together enough 600,000 gold, and according to the black market price, this is 3 million RMB. On the fourth day, Qin Fan finally brushed up on a ninth-order talent Mo Cai, Mo is a civil servant with a talent for internal affairs, and his characteristic is to enhance the attractiveness of the city and get more floating population. Qin Fan directly arranged Mo Cai to Yanjing, and the greater his talent attribute, the greater the role of the city.

The auction of Qianbao Pavilion would be held in the afternoon by the Jixian Pavilion in the West Lake of Hangzhou, and Qin Fan and Fan Yixian were teleported outside Hangzhou with Cai Xu in the morning.

Hangzhou City and the surrounding Qiantang, Yuhang and other nine counties are under the rule of Lin'anfu, and the imperial city is at the foot of Phoenix Mountain in the south of West Lake.

Before entering the city, Qin Fan was surprised by the endless stream of carriages and caravans on the post road and the large number of players passing around, the density of players here was simply terrifying, and it was not comparable to the north at all.

Since Emperor Gaozong crossed the water and moved south to establish the Southern Song Dynasty, the land of Lin'an and Zhejiang has become more and more prosperous and rich, and has become an important tax town for the imperial court, especially in Suzhou and Hangzhou, Yangzhou. The tea and silk trade has passed through the whole country, and even as far as the South Seas, and it is even more so today. Fan Yixian sighed as he walked on the post road.

"Sir has been to Hangzhou?" Qin Fan said curiously.

"When I was young, I was greedy for fun and travel, and I also walked through many places in the north and south of the river...... Fan Yixian seemed to fall into memory.

Qin Fan looked back and thought about it, Fan Yixian was a ninth-order scribe with a lot of knowledge, and with the fact that he was here, he naturally went to many places when he was young.

Entering the city of Hangzhou, the liveliness is simply exaggerated, the streets are almost crowded, and there is a strong New Year's flavor on the streets. Probably because of the fact that the Thousand Treasure Pavilion is going to hold an auction, the players who can arrive within seven days in the surrounding area are estimated to have come, and the people walking around the city are all alliance leaders who command hundreds of tens of thousands, and there are a lot of silver taels in their backpacks.

"If Hangzhou City is occupied, the tax revenue will not exceed 10,000 a day......" Qin Fan looked at the doors and pavilions on both sides of the street with envy.

The silk dresses in the silk village are particularly beautiful, full of Jiangnan humanistic customs, Qin Fan couldn't help but think of Mu Qingyao, and he had to bring a few sets to her when he went back.

After walking around the city for a long time, at Fan Yixian's suggestion, the three of them went directly out of the West Gate to the West Lake. The best time to visit West Lake is spring and summer, but there is a different scenery in this new month.

The three of them walked slowly along the white sand embankment of West Lake, where there were many people, and there were many anglers on the banks on both sides. In the early spring, the fish in the frozen lake are also fat, and it is normal for some people to fish.

Qin Fan walked on the white causeway and sighed a lot, if it was in reality, where would he have the opportunity to come to West Lake for a tour. I remember that Bai Juyi once wrote a famous poem: My favorite lake is not enough to go east, and the white sand embankment in the green poplar yin is to describe the beautiful scenery of this white embankment in spring and summer.

"The eunuch is not at the bottom of the fishery, and the poetry is more than the wild temple. Tomorrow a vine dragon well goes, who knows to accompany me drunk and singing......"

The three of them were walking slowly, enjoying the scenery of the lake in late winter and early spring under the bright sun, when they suddenly heard the old man in the old clothes under the embankment chanting slowly, Qin Fan was feeling that this poem was a little sad, but Fan Yixian was moved, and he suddenly walked a few steps quickly to the old man in the old clothes.

"Where is Mr. Fan?" Qin Fan saw that Fan Yixian's expression was wrong, so he also followed, and Cai Xu thoughtfully followed.

When the three of them arrived in front of the old man, Qin Fan fixed his eyes and saw that the old man was estimated to be eighty miles away, and his twilight appearance seemed to be in decline.

Hearing someone approaching, the old man looked back at Qin Fan and the three of them a few times, and then looked back at the lake.

Fan Yixian walked in front of him and bowed deeply to the old man, and said respectfully: "Are you Mr. Fang Weng?" ”

"Mr. Fangweng?" Qin Fan was stunned, this name is so familiar, it seems that he often sees it when he is studying.

When the old man heard this, he turned around and said, "I don't know Your Excellency, how do you know me?" ”

When Fan Yixian heard the old man's words, he immediately said excitedly: "It's really Mr. Fang Weng!" When I heard what Mr. Fang had just done, I felt that the words and sentences seemed familiar, so I had seven or eight guesses, but I didn't expect it to be you! ”

Fan Yixian was very excited, turned around and said to Qin Fan: "Your Majesty, this is Mr. Lu Youlu, a scholar of Baozhangge University who is now the Great Song Dynasty Emperor and repairs the history of the country!" ”

Lu ...... Lu! Depend on! How did I forget it all, isn't Lu You just the concept of words, and the number is released? Oh my God, I can meet such a famous great writer and poet! Qin Fan couldn't help but be shocked and excited in his heart, Lu You is the most famous patriotic poet in history, and he was also a righteous person who advocated resisting gold back then.

"But ......" Qin Fan looked at this old Lu You, I am afraid that he will not live for a few years, and as soon as the Jiading peace agreement is signed, this great patriotic poet will pass away.