Chapter XIII: The Times
Kamzakuraso, a typical Japanese-style town.
In the morning, a cool breeze blows.
Early risers are already shopping at the market.
The vegetables and fruits piled on the ox cart, tied with straw ropes, were still carrying dew, and the soil could be faintly seen, apparently freshly harvested.
It's not a small bazaar.
Because of the fame of the Ink Dye Shrine and the powerful exorcism of the Ink Dye clan, there are few monsters in the vicinity, and over the past few hundred years, it has become a rare humane paradise in ten miles and eight towns.
Here, it is gradually becoming prosperous.
Not only the neighboring villages, but even the villages hundreds of miles away rushed to this bustling market.
Although it is prosperous, it is only relative to this era.
In such an era, even the extremely prosperous Heianjing is just the level of an ordinary small city on the modern earth, which is not worth mentioning for Lin Zhengyang.
Dressed in disguise, he changed into another outfit, put on a tall black hat, and a pure white onmyoji uniform, and he appeared here in the name of the official onmyoji of the Hanakaiin clan.
Hua Kaiyuan, such a poetic surname, coupled with that outstanding appearance, exquisite silk shock sleeves, and the kind of public etiquette in speech and demeanor that cannot be practiced since childhood...... Who would doubt his identity?
Even if there are really people who have been to Heianjing, they will not doubt his identity, but will only feel that they are lonely and unheard, and they have never heard of the name of the Hanakaiin House.
"I didn't expect that I still had time to wear this......"
sighed in his heart, Lin Zhengyang, no, freshly baked, Huakaiyuan Xiuyuan, in a tavern, elegantly tasting sake.
The proprietress of the izakaya personally delivered sake and respectfully left the private room.
Before leaving, I was still nervous.
"Several adults of the ink dyeing family don't have this kind of extravagance, they really scare me to death, I feel like seeing a god......
The elderly proprietress unconsciously compared the figure pouring herself inside with the few adults of the ink-dyed shrine she had seen in the past, and suddenly felt that the former was like a cloud in the sky, and the latter was simply relegated to the mud.
"Probably, this is the bearing of a great nobleman......"
Behind the screen, in the small box, Lin Zhengyang ignored all this.
In terms of etiquette, in terms of time period, after 600 years or more, the flower blossom courtyard family that has continued to modern times naturally has a complete set of flower blossom courtyard family rituals.
The Hanakaiin family, who have been heirlooms of the Onmyodo for generations, whether it is the main family or the branch family, are known for being good at various onmyoji, and have cultivated many excellent onmyoji, becoming the disciples of the emperor and other great nobles.
Over the past 600 years, the inheritance of Yin-Yang may have declined, but the various rituals have become more complex and perfect.
At this moment, even if he is drinking, even if he is distracted, Lin Zhengyang still has his shoulders and back, straight into a line, reflecting "elegance" and "demeanor" all the time.
Any qualified onmyoji is a nobleman.
This is more than just words.
You must know that the original Onmyoji, the Onmyoji who was born in the Yin-Yang Liao, is actually a doctor trained by the government, and he is a veritable master of knowledge.
In this era, it is not the common people who have the knowledge.
The cost of the growth of each onmyoji is unimaginable, and it is impossible to afford an entire yin-yang liao without the power of the country.
The so-called Yinyangliao is actually just a school.
Onmyoji is a class dedicated to serving the royal family, similar to the ancient Chinese "shi".
Onmyoji has to master divination, astronomy, geography, history, tea ceremony, Go, poetry appreciation...... and a series of aristocratic hobbies.
Lin Zhengyang naturally studied them all.
I don't dare to say that I am proficient, but at least I must understand and be able to appreciate it.
Because in ancient times, the onmyoji often went in and out of the nobles' houses and dealt with the nobles, so they couldn't even understand the entertainment games between the nobles.
In this era, the class is more distinct, and an onmyoji is equated with a nobleman...... Even the small nobles in ordinary places are not as noble as the onmyoji in Kyoto.
On the table in front of Lin Zhengyang, there was a small plate of pickled radish, a small bowl of white rice, a plate of boiled fish, and a plate of pickles...... This is a lunch for a nobleman.
Ahem, don't feel rich enough.
The ordinary aristocracy of this era is such a level.
Ordinary civilians of island countries use small rice...... Although rice is abundant in the island nation, white rice is a luxury, and only the aristocracy is willing to eat it every day, and even the down-and-out samurai often drool over a bowl of white rice.
The island country is not rich in products, let alone in this era of frequent wars.
It's nice to have pickled radish.
"In this era, it is still in the stage of bartering, at least most people in the people."
I recall the scene I saw in the bazaar, dressed in simple clothes, picking and picking at vegetable stalls, leaving behind a jar of honey or a piece of cloth, and no one used copper coins at all......
There were only a few transactions, such as the real number of too many, and a few large merchants used copper coins from the Huaxia next door.
The copper coins of the Ming Dynasty are hard currency here.
As for the coins of the island nation...... I'm sorry, because the daimyo everywhere are minting money, resulting in different fineness, and the quality of these privately minted private coins is not as good as the copper coins of the Ming Dynasty, so the copper coins of the Ming Dynasty can be recognized by more people.
It is the norm to use Chinese copper coins for bulk commodities and barter for small commodities...... In this era, there were very few copper coins or even silver in the homes of commoners, not to mention gold, which may not have been seen in a lifetime.
As for Lin Zhengyang, he is an onmyoji with status, so he can naturally afford to use copper coins.
"Rich, capricious ......"
In his spatial belt, there is a special part for storing coins and precious metals, and most of the time there will be no money available.
Even in special circumstances, he could exchange artificial pearls, gemstones, and even artificial night pearls for the general equivalents of this era.
"Preliminarily determined, this is an alternate era, with an obvious island background, judging from the conversations of merchants in the wine house, there are very few monsters in the vicinity, and even the war has not affected here, which is a rare paradise that can be in a corner of peace in the troubled times."
"Heiankyo side, I heard that the great onmyoji Abe Harumi is still alive, but the twelve gods have not heard of it, but it is said that he lives in the Tsuchigomon, suppresses the ghost gate in Kyoto, and is a close friend of Gen Boya, and has not yet become the leader of the Yinyangliao."