The news of Wang Shu's escape was naturally only sent to the capital, but on the side of Youzhou, in fact, it was just a beautiful maid in the Song Mansion.

On the way to the army of 50,000, a bald monk wearing a thick cotton jacket without a robe was also walking alone with a wooden staff.

He walked all the way, singing Buddhist scriptures all the way, as if he was singing an amazing little song that could make him excited.

Although Qin Chengen is old, he has some literati backbone. Although he was a little arrogant and arrogant in the capital, he didn't hide in the carriage along the way, but rode a horse with Han Shicong, who was originally from the army, and suffered a lot along the way.

On this day, I saw a lonely ascetic on the road, and I couldn't help but feel compassion. He himself is not a wicked person, but the pain of losing his son in old age makes him unable to swallow this breath, but it also makes his heart a little more awe-inspiring for the gods.

Xu has done some evil things over the years, and God has not sheltered his family.

In a moment's thought, he reined in his horse with a cry, and then shouted to the monk walking alone in front of him, "Where is the Zen master going?" ”

The mad monk turned around and glanced at the people who shouted behind him, as well as the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, and said with an indifferent smile, "Go to Yanyun"

"Oh? I heard that Yanyun does not have a Taoist Buddhist hall, so even if the Zen master is a fate, he should go south? Qin Chengen's expression moved slightly and said.

The mad monk sighed, "The poor monk is here to cross others and himself, not to make fate." ”

Qin Chengen's face changed, and he said indifferently, "There are more places in the world, and more people need you to do it, why do you want to go to Yanyun?" ”

"It is precisely because there are too many people in too many places in the world, and they are educated and constrained, so that even I, an empty person, can't intervene, so I can only go to Yanyun."

Qin Chengen's eyes were slightly cold, "Hehe, but my order to prohibit the construction of Buddhist temples has not been revoked!" ”

"You don't need a Buddhist temple, you don't need money, where the poor monks go, you can go to my heart is the pure land!"

"Good one, my heart is in peace, and it is a pure land! If you get in the car and talk to me about Zen, if I can't change your mind along the way, I will admit that you are a true Zen master! ”

Qin Chengen suddenly laughed, got off the horse, and invited the mad monk to the carriage to discuss Zen.

The mad monk smiled, did not refuse, and followed him to the carriage.

As everyone knows, where does the ferry divide the time and place?

There is a Salesian station in Youzhou City, which houses some lonely and widowed people, some dazed children, and some incapacitated and helpless old people

Yanyun did not build a yamen, but there are many Salesian stations like this, all of which were donated by the wealthy people on Yanyun's side of the Yanyun Palace.

There is a private school in the Salesian station. There is a gentleman at the private school who comes every three days or so to teach a group of children. It is not about the Four Books and the Five Classics, nor is it about the Spring and Autumn Period

It's an interesting story that children love to hear.

However, after listening to the story, each child in the private school must tell him what he thinks about the previous class before the next time his husband comes to class.

This is considered homework for poor children who have no money to buy pen and paper. Therefore, although in addition to this young gentleman, there will be some old gentlemen who will teach them to learn some things about the imperial examination every day, but their favorite is the young gentleman's class every three days

That gentleman is Song Yi.

On this day, he was in class again, and there was a special student sitting on the bench of the class, which was Wang Shu dressed as a man.

This is the second time Wang Shu has listened to Song Yi's class, and as an adult woman, she unexpectedly likes to listen to those stories he says. Moreover, she can better grasp some of the truths contained in those beautiful stories

This made her admire Song Yi more and more.

If you put aside grievances, Song Yi feels extremely comfortable for Wang Shu, when he is gentle, it is like the sun shining on people, there is no shelf, and what he says is occasionally incomprehensible, but it is often right.

His reasoning can never be finished, and if the entire Yan Yunru talks about debate, no one is Song Yi's opponent. Once, she saw with her own eyes that an old gentleman in a private school stubbornly accused Song Yi of teaching in the wrong way and quoted scriptures, but Song Yi said easily that he had nothing to say.

Song Yi's words are often more sages than the sages and sages that the old gentleman knows, but more importantly, they are amazing.

An hour passed quickly, and it could be seen that everyone was reluctant to let Song Yi leave, but Song Yi began to check everyone's feelings during the last class.

So, in the next half an hour, almost every child was praised by Song Yi. Only a very small number of students, because the truth they perceived were somewhat extreme, would be punished by Song Yi for re-understanding.

When Song Yi left, there was still no one here who knew that it was King Yanyun who taught them a lesson.

After Song Yi changed out of his plain clothes, he wrapped himself in a warm fashion and began to go out to Cui Wei's courtyard.

Now, a temporary Youzhou office has been formed over there, and most of Yan Yun's decisions come from there, and what makes Song Yi quite happy is that in many discussions, several materials have been discovered.

Today is Zhou Bangyan from the Ruzhou side, mainly because of lack of money, Chinese New Year's Eve has arrived, and every household wants money

Song Yi walked on the road with a heavy heart, but Wang Shu still followed him in men's clothes, staring at Song Yi's back with a pair of bright eyes, becoming more and more distracted.

Suddenly, Song Yi stopped and turned to look at her, this action startled Wang Shu, and his face turned red.

Wang Shu's heart was beating faster, his face was slightly red, and he asked a little nervously and suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

"I forgot to look at the account book at home just now, you go and ask Xu Chang for me, how much silver taels can be used at home?" Song Yi frowned and said to her, completely unaware of the abnormality on her face.

Wang Shu sighed, and turned around and ran back not too reluctantly.

With her current identity, she can already know the details of the Song Mansion's property, and even she herself feels that Song Yi is sometimes a little careless

Not long after, Song Yi walked into the meeting hall where more than ten people were already seated.

Everyone was silent, and they all frowned and looked at him, and after waiting for a while, Zhou Bangyan was the first to speak anxiously, and his opening was nothing more than for money.

Chinese New Year's Eve, everywhere is going to celebrate the New Year, no money is not good.

Next, everyone began to talk about their own problems, all of them asked for money, and many of the places that asked for money did not mean that the public on Yanyun's side asked for money, but that many registered poor people wanted to eat for the New Year.

Song Yi was silent for a long time and made a decision to issue bonds.

The poor man wants money and food, and of course he can't watch those who come to him starve to death, but such an account cannot last, so he must start crediting it to these people.

Song Yi's method is, of course, equivalent to owing money and grain to the people on credit on his side, but he does not charge interest, and the harvest of the coming year can be repaid, and the coolies can be repaid, but everything that can be sold can be repaid

In short, it is okay to ask for money and food, even if Song Yi can't afford it on his side, he can borrow it, borrow it from Bianzhou, borrow it from Luoyang, or even borrow it from the Salt Gang.

The premise is that these people can't get something for nothing

Everyone looked at each other, worried that even if this so-called debt bill was issued, would anyone run away and not repay the debt in the coming year? When this question was raised, everyone expressed concern, but Song Yi decided to believe in people's hearts

It's the same as when he was doing Fu Ji in Jiangnan, doing business is about people's hearts! Any interaction between more than two people in the world can be said to be business, that is, the communication of people's hearts

Song Yi is now the king, of course, he needs to believe in the hearts of the people and rely on the hearts of the people!

After a while, Wang Shu came over and quietly attached to Song Yi's ear and told him the number, Song Yi frowned slightly, nodded slightly, and then prepared to implement this decision.

Grain has long been prepared, he himself is the grain bank, not to mention the first in the world, at least one of the largest in the industry!

The money may not be enough, but it is not a problem to borrow some from those people in Bianzhou.

After the meeting ended, everyone gathered together and talked about each other, there was not much relief on their faces, but Song Yi left early.

After walking far away, I finally exhaled a long breath, feeling a faint pain in my eyebrows, and I have been worrying about too many things since these days

"I've never seen you be a prince like this, take your own money out!" Wang Shu was behind him, and sighed complicatedly.

Song Yi sighed, "You have also seen the situation of Yan Yun, this is a situation where the child is reluctant to trap the wolf, and naturally there is a reluctance!" At least I'll be king one day, and I'll try to make fewer people hungry! ”

Wang Shu said to him with a complicated expression, "With your personal strength, you can support Yan Yun to this point, in my opinion, you are already an extremely remarkable person!" But what if I mean, if those people don't pay you back then? Is it a door-to-door debt collection?"

Song Yi was slightly silent, and suddenly opened his hands and smiled, "One day, this will become the center of the world, a rich and prosperous place!" The people who have abandoned this place are the truly hopeless people, and I believe that most of the people in this world can be edified! ”

Wang Shu's heart trembled slightly, Song Yi's rare spirit was high-spirited, and every time he could bring people an inexplicable feeling of conviction. She thought that if Song Yi was willing to help her, or if she had half of Song Yi's ability, why should she worry about Gaoli's disability?

Suddenly, a captain came from afar, panting and pouting, and the 50,000 horses from the capital had entered the territory of Yanyun

Song Yi's brows tightened, and he was worried about the few pigeons that flew out, and he didn't know if the Seven Princes had received them

At this time, on the southern coast, in a secret dock construction workshop, a group of mysterious people appeared, dressed in various costumes that did not belong to the Great Zhao Kingdom, carrying food and water to several huge ships