In Zhuo's 'Tianfu World', eating wine and listening to music, suddenly, three or five hours passed.

Yang Chuan and Cao Xiang drank several jars of mash wine, and they basically didn't touch the chopsticks on the table in front of them, which made Zhuo Shi, as the master, very embarrassed, but it was difficult to speak, so they had to keep changing one stubble after another little dancer.

Yang Chuan is pure and has no appetite.

Cao Xiang (╰_╯) #这厮虽然觉得腹中饥饿, he is used to eating the food of Yang Chuan's family, and the wine, meat and food that he once praised in the 'Tianfu World', where can he still eat it!

Outside the window, the night is dark.

Yang Chuan took a bowl of wine and drank it for a long, long time, but only swallowed two or three sips, his face was basically expressionless, maintaining his usual harmlessness to humans and animals, but he was thinking hard in his heart:

'That old woman in Guantao, really dare to openly hunt the Marquis of Pingyang, the Han Dynasty? ’

'This kind of dizzy play, is it Liu Che's meaning? Or is it that what people want to deal with is actually Princess Pingyang, Wei Qing, and Cao Xiang, and I, Yang Chuan, am just beaten when people are beating rabbits? ’

The hook was not thrown out, and the old fish of Liu Yan took the initiative to bite the hook. ’

'What's the mystery in that......

……

"It's late at night, Pingyang Hou, Yang Chuan Gongzi, why don't you accompany the two nobles to Pingyang Hou's mansion?"

Zhuo Shi finally couldn't help but speak, looked at the two of them very apologetically, and said: "Originally, the two distinguished guests came to the door, and I, Zhuo Shi, should do everything to entertain you, but unfortunately, Her Royal Highness Princess Pingyang passed down the word that within three years, the Marquis of Pingyang will not be allowed to spend the night in Tianfu;

As for Yang Chuan's son, it's the same. ”

Yang Chuan nodded indifferently and smiled without saying a word.

Cao Xiang was a little anxious, and scolded angrily: "Mother is so unreasonable, Benhou is fourteen years old, and she is still ...... That's it, Yang Chuan, let's go to my Pingyang Marquis Mansion. ”

While speaking, Cao Xiang stood up with some dissatisfaction and was about to go out.

When he turned around, he found that Yang Chuan didn't follow, so he couldn't help but sit back again, stretched out his hand and grabbed a few times in the arms of a young woman beside him: "Yang Chuan, you kid don't want to eat alone, right?" ”

Yang Chuan didn't bother to pay attention to this guy, and turned his head to look at Zhuo's: "Aunt Zhuo, this business is done, isn't it time to give money?" ”

Zhuo Shi was stunned for a moment, and a meaningful smile appeared on his handsome face, and said, "It should be so." ”

She clapped her hands.

After a few breaths, a sturdy woman strode in, handed Zhuo Shi a square piece of silk silk and exited the Xiang Pavilion without saying a word.

Zhuo Shi shook off the piece of silk and said with a smile: "Young Master Yang Chuan, your payment." ”

Yang Chuan had no expression on his face, but there was a burst of consternation in his heart: "In the Han world, there has already been a rudimentary form of bank deposits? Shouldn't this be? ’

Taking the piece of silk, he looked at it fixedly.

Sure enough, it was a 'money bank deposit ticket', and it was written very clearly: in the third year of the Great Han Yuanshuo, Zhuo's Chang'an Iron Shop deposited 500 catties of gold in Yangchuan, and there was no obstacle to it......

In addition, on this plain silk, there are several anti-forgery secret marks, numerical numbers, etc., which are almost similar to the 'Jiaozi' that appeared in later generations.

It seems that I still know very little about the current Han world.

Yang Chuan carefully checked for a long time, and then quietly stuffed the 'deposit ticket' into his arms, and arched his hand to Zhuo's family: "Thank you, Aunt Zhuo, the casting of this new-style walking plough involves iron smelting, speaking of which, it is really the most suitable for Zhuo's to do this business." ”

Zhuo shook his head and sighed: "Although Zhuo is rich, owns more than a dozen mines, and has tens of thousands of slaves in mining and iron smelting, but this kind of national plan involving agriculture and mulberry crops does not dare to make decisions without permission.

Childe's step plow drawings should have been placed on Prime Minister Sun Hong's desk at this moment. ”

Yang Chuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Another big fish also bite.

Originally, with his thoughts, he wanted to spread this volume of simple drawings of the 'new step plow' "inadvertently", no matter which wealthy family he bites, it is a good thing for himself.

Unexpectedly, this Zhuo took the initiative to post it, and very smoothly dedicated the drawings to the powerful Prime Minister Sun Hong, which is simply providential-

With the help of the power of the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, dealing with the arrogance of the eldest princess of the Han Dynasty is simply a 'right to Hu'!

"The prime minister has a lot of opportunities, will he care about a small new walking plow?" Yang Chuan asked with a smile.

"A little new walking plow? Yang Chuan's son is teasing the concubine? ”

Zhuo Shi looked up with a smile, his eyes were quite resentful, and continued: "Do you know that as long as you can make a ploughing ox pull the ploughing field, Hugh will say that the ploughing speed will be doubled, it will be the same as before, and this is also a great wealth."

So, the concubine is still thinking about it, are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be drunk and have other plans? ”

Yang Chuan's heart sudden.

This Zhuo's thief is a thief, didn't he see any clues?

He smiled indifferently: "I'm very poor, I'm scared of poverty, so I want to grab some tangible benefits in my hands, and if I can't do it, I can go back to the field and go back to farming." ”

Zhuo smiled indifferently, and didn't ask any further: "Isn't it early, the two nobles should go to bed early?" ”

Yang Chuan stood up, stopped Zhuo's who insisted on sending them out in person, grabbed Cao Xiang's shoulders, strode out of the door, and said casually: "Good night Aunt Zhuo." ”

Sister Leopard and the six stupid eagles were dozing off, and when they woke up suddenly, they followed in a puff of smoke.

Looking at the two teenagers going out, Zhuo slowly sat down on the embroidery floor, and was a little stunned for a while, sighing: "Young, it's so good......"

……

Yang Chuan and Cao Xiang walked out of the 'Tianfu World', and there was already a luxurious carriage sent by Princess Pingyang at the door, and there were two hundred fierce and abnormal old killers, all with gloomy faces, and bowed in unison: "Please Pingyang Hou and Yang Chuan Gongzi get on the car." ”

"Pingyang Hou, please." Yang Chuan was polite, but was punched by Cao Xiang in the ribs.

"Don't pretend to be this guy," Cao Xiang scolded with a smile, pushed Yang Chuan into the carriage, and let Sister Leopard get into it, and then the last one climbed up: "Go to the Pingyang Hou Mansion." ”

The carriage creaked softly and began to move.

The six golden eagles were hovering in mid-air, scouting and escorting the master's house, and even Cao Xiang began to be a little envious when he saw it, and said with a smile: "Next time, catch a few golden eagles for Ben Hou to boil?" ”

Yang Chuan was not interested, and he was silent.

There is nothing surprising about the night in Chang'an City, except for the darkness, it is quiet, the very spacious yellow mud avenue can be parallel to sixteen war horses, and the houses on both sides are low and neat, like some monsters in the dark, but it looks quite mad.

Chang'an City originally did not have a curfew.

However, since the last time the old woman of Guantao openly hunted Wei Qing, the matter was too outrageous, Liu Che was angry, and simply issued a 'curfew', except for the royal chariot, no one else was allowed to hang around after nightfall.

As a result, Chang'an City, which was once very prosperous, has become such a lifeless and rotten appearance now.

"In the final analysis, it's still the eldest princess of Guantao who is too domineering," in the carriage, Cao Xiang suddenly said: "Yang Chuan, how sure are you that you kill three soldiers with one peach?"

If it really doesn't work, let's go see my mother right now and let her have an idea? In fact, speaking of which, you Yang Chuan is the most wronged one, and what the old woman Liu wants to deal with is her mother, Wei Qing, Huo Quzhi and me, Pingyang Hou. ”

"I know," Yang Chuan said leisurely: "Don't worry, the fish has already bitten the hook......"

(End of chapter)