When I saw Fang Laique again, this "son of the family" was still sleeping in the previous official house, and he didn't seem to be worried about Fang Chongyong at all. After the other party woke up, as soon as they met, this guy said happily: "The slave knows that Lang Jun will be fine." ”

"You know all this?"

Fang Chongyong picked up the black clay pot and poured himself a glass of water, but thinking about the strange smell when he drank the water before, he lost his mood in an instant, so he could only put the water cup down.

"Of course you do. Even the slaves can be brought food and water here, safe and sound, how can Lang Jun have anything? ”

Fang Laique has no condescension at all, and his temperament can't be changed at all.

Fang Chongyong couldn't connect to his brain circuit, and waved his hand impatiently: "Don't talk a lot of nonsense, I'm annoying." ”

Fang Chongyong always felt that Wang Zhonghe's eyes were very strange when he looked at him before, and the other party should not have retreated because of that poem, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Wang Zhonghe...... This name seems familiar, but who is he? ”

Fang Chongyong paced back and forth in the humble bedroom, lowered his head and pondered, and asked to himself.

"Wang Zhonghei, the god of war of the Tang Dynasty, was the envoy of the Four Towns Festival during the Tianbao period, brave and fearless, brave and loyal, without a single defeat in his life, and he is the pillar of the country."

Fang Laique's duck voice sounded again, without a trace of emotion, and the tone of voice when he spoke on weekdays was like two people!

Fang Chong raised his head bravely, but saw that Fang Laique's eyes were dull, and he looked distracted, no different from just now.

"Strange thing."

Fang Chongyong circled around Fang Laique, the other party was like the earth would rotate, where Fang Chongyong turned, he was facing.

"Can you please not turn?"

Fang Chongyong asked angrily.

"Okay, Lang Jun."

Fang Laique stopped and didn't turn, Fang Chongyong was very suspicious, others scolded him for being an "idiot" before, but he was afraid that the real idiot was Fang Laique...... Probably.

Or maybe both of them.

"Let's go out on the streets."

Fang Chongyong patted Fang Laique's shoulder and said.

There is nothing to pack in the room, and they will not come back after leaving, and they will soon live in the most luxurious lotus pond courtyard in Kuizhou.

Of course, this is not that Uncle Zheng Qingfa is kind-hearted and unaccustomed to seeing that Fang Chongyong and others can't eat and live well, but that he is afraid that Fang Chongyong will take the opportunity to run away.

High emotional intelligence: Neighbors with the history of Kuizhou Thorn.

Low EQ: Under house arrest.

Fang Chongyong, who had nothing to do, broke the jar and fell, chose to step on the watermelon skin, and slid wherever he went.

When the two came to the street, they saw that the shops were already open, completely unaffected by the burning of the mountain by the previous officials.

The three-storey "Fengxian Building" stands not far away, looks very luxurious, and the decoration is also very elegant.

The pillars hugged by several people are supported, the emerald green glazed tiles are the tiles, and the vermilion wall encloses it on three sides, and the carved railings are not enough to describe its luxury.

In addition to entertaining merchants, Fang Chongyong couldn't think of any significance to the existence of this kind of restaurant. He kind of understood how the 300,000 tariffs at the Kuizhou Jiangguan were collected.

The locals in Kuizhou don't necessarily have much money, and those who do have money are literati and merchants who come and go.

As soon as he saw Fang Chongyong and them coming, a chubby guy hurriedly walked over and greeted him warmly: "Isn't this Fang Langjun who was born as a masterpiece, please please inside, all the expenses used today are counted in our store, and they are all free." ”

Hearing this, Fang Chongyong once thought that he had become "Zhao Gongzi".

"Someone knows so soon?"

Fang Chongyong asked in surprise.

"Look at what you said, Kuizhou is such a big place, and there are so many people from Chang'an, where is there anything new under the sun?"

The fat guy said with a smile.

Fang Chongyong wandered around the lobby of the restaurant and saw a lot of wooden boards hanging on the wall, and many literati and artists came here to write poems and left them on the wooden boards. If the writing is good, hang it directly on the wall for future generations to see, if it is not well written, although it is not eligible to "hang on the wall", it can also be used to compensate for a meal.

Looking up, the bamboo branch words of the Tang Dynasty poets are impressively listed.

"The emperor has not returned, and the clouds are flying under the leaves of Dongting. After the Ba people sang the bamboo branches at night, the sound of the ape gradually thinned out. ”

Zhuzhi Ci is a kind of poetry, which was originally taken from the folk songs of Ba and Chongqing. It is rumored that the army of Pakistan sang while fighting in the Spring and Autumn Period, and later the local villagers celebrated the harvest year with singing and dancing. Later, it evolved into poems about local customs and customs, and was famous for being easy to understand and catchy.

Considering that he should not have participated in the imperial examination now, he didn't expect to travel to Kuizhou and leave a poem.

It's so itchy!

"Let's hang my first life as a masterpiece."

Fang Chongyong said shamelessly to the fat guy.

Ordered a few special dishes, and after sitting down, Chongyong beckoned the guy and asked, "What are the specialties of Kuizhou?" ”

"Of course that's it."

The guy pointed to the clothes on his body and said: "Kuizhou linen cloth is not inferior to Shu brocade, and it is the first in Shu." ”

Kuizhou linen cloth is also called ramie cloth, or summer cloth, which is the fist product of Kuizhou handicraft industry, there is no one.

"Anything else?"

Fang Chongyong was irritable in his heart, of course he knew that there was linen cloth in Kuizhou that was sold well all over the world, but the market for this piece of business was saturated, and the government could not get its hands on it.

Don't underestimate these merchants, behind them, it is very likely that there are one or several families or royal families standing. Kuizhou is only the place of origin, and Luoyang, Chang'an, is the gold cave. The sales channels of linen cloth are not controlled by the country of origin.

These are not existences that Fang Chongyong can afford to provoke.

Those principles in business in the past can still be used as a reference today. If you can't control the sales channel, you can't control the pricing power.

"Well, if Lang Jun wants to ask Kuizhou what else. The tigers in the mountains, the white apes, and the black ghosts (cormorants) by the river are all there. ”

This chubby guy obviously didn't want to say anything, and asked a little perfunctorily, and his mind of not wanting to be "prostituted" by Fang Chongyong anymore couldn't be more obvious.

Trade secrets are nothing new these days, and wanting to inquire about some "interesting" news without spending money is tantamount to asking for fish from a tree.

Fang Chongyong understood in seconds and said a few perfunctory words.

The "Steamed Yuanjia Pear", "Jiaqing Li" and "Muddy Sheep Haven't Ignored" presented by this restaurant are all famous dishes in Chang'an.

Fang Youde is old-fashioned, but the shopkeeper of the restaurant is not old-fashioned at all, and he is very attentive to Fang Chongyong.

"Mmmm, why don't you eat it, Lang Jun."

Seeing that Fang Chongyong was motionless, Fang Laique, who was holding chopsticks without stopping, said vaguely while eating: "It's really delicious, much better than what I made." ”

"The master hasn't eaten, why is your servant still eating?"

Fang Chongyong asked angrily.

"Because I'm going to test Lang Jun for poison."

Fang Laique said unashamedly, not embarrassed at all.

"Okay, okay, remember to pack when you're done."

After a while, Fang Laique followed behind Fang Chongyong with a wooden box, which was filled with uneaten leftovers.

When the two of them left Kuizhou City and came to the riverside, they saw many peasant women working in the fields on the bank of the river, and many of them had big tumor-like bags growing on the back of their necks, and the big ones were even the size of a baby's head, which was very terrifying to look at!

In two lives, Fang Chongyong has never seen so many patients with tumors together.

He hurriedly stopped a young traveler who was about to go in the direction of the city gate of Kuizhou Mansion and asked, "Why are these women like this at the back of their necks?" ”

"Why else, drink too much river water. Shuzhong River water can not be drunk, drink too much to grow gall, the water vapor is steaming during the day, and people will get sick if there is more miasma, Xiao Langjun has just arrived in Kuizhou? ”

The man asked quizzically.

Thinking of the strange smell of drinking water when he first woke up, and the pride of Zheng Shuqing when he made tea, Fang Chongyong understood that in Kuizhou, what kind of water he drank represented what class!

From drinking river water when he woke up to drinking "Nongfu Spring" in the back, he has achieved a class jump.

Although it is still very empty.

"Excuse me, the river is so terrifying, what if I want to drink water?"

Fang Chongyong humbly sought advice.

The man laughed and said, "Xiao Langjun is really polite. There are 24 Wuhou wells in the city of Kuizhou Mansion, which was dug in the city of Kuizhou Mansion when Zhuge Prime Minister White Emperor City accepted Tuogu, and it is still there today.

It's just that it is under the jurisdiction of the government, and it has to collect a little money. Most of the people in Kuizhou drink well water.

If Lang Jun knows any powerful person, he can also lead the spring water in the mountains directly into the house, wouldn't it be beautiful? Can I rent a room for me at that time? ”

The man looked at Fang Chongyong and looked like a little adult, and couldn't help but tease.

"Mountain springs can also be introduced into the house?"

Fang Chongyong seemed to have heard something terrible.

"You don't understand that. In the early years, there were rich people who used thick bamboo pipes to drain several miles of water from the spring on the top of the mountain, leading directly to the city. The spring water is sweet, not only can be drunk directly, but also the taste of boiling tea is wonderful, this Shujiang water, can't drink, can't drink! ”

This young man is a chatterbox, and the conversation box is endless.

After he finished speaking, Fang Chongyong smiled and said: "I now live in this Kuizhou capital city, dare to ask the name of the driver?" ”

The person who can say so many things in one breath is definitely not a small person in the mountains, Fang Chongyong still has this kind of eyesight.

"No, no, no, I'm not talented, I'm going to see you when I get there!"

The man waved his hand in hand, turned and strode away.

"Consideration...... As if somewhere I heard it. ”

Fang Chongyong felt that his brain was getting worse and worse, and there were always some things that he remembered but couldn't remember.

"Lang Jun Lang Jun! Isn't it the one in the Fengxian Building who writes bamboo branches and hangs them on the wall? ”

Fang Laique suddenly realized that he finally remembered.

Well, the one who wrote the bamboo branch words is a very enthusiastic and refreshing person.

Seeing the difficulties of people's livelihood, Fang Chongyong was suddenly in awe of Zheng Shuqing's rent that only received ninety percent. Maybe just a little bit of his thinking can make many low-level people survive for a few days.

Heaven has the virtue of a good life, how can people not have it?

Zheng Tingshi is confused, and there is no lack of evil in human nature, but it is still very reliable to do big things, Fang Chongyong decided to help him on a journey and escort him back to the center of Chang'an.

With a disappointed face, he came to the Lotus Pond Mansion, and after entering the middle hall, he saw Zheng Shuqing pacing back and forth in the courtyard, looking very anxious.

"Why is you like an ant in a hot pot?"

Fang Chongyong asked very bluntly.

"Come, come, I have something important to discuss with you!"

Zheng Shuqing was like a thief, and pulled Fang Chongyong to the study in the back hall.

When the two of them sat down, he handed Fang Chongyong an official letter to read.

"The imperial court is going to send an envoy to Kuizhou?"

Fang Chongyong asked with a look of surprise.

"Yes, the official document was sent from Guizhou (Zigui), saying that the envoy of the imperial court had set out from Guizhou to come to Kuizhou for the official to receive him. But even a few of the attachés don't know what boat they are on! How is it good to let the officer?

You said, could he have come for that? ”

Zheng Shuqing was so anxious that he got up from the barstool and paced back and forth.

Seeing that Fang Chongyong didn't speak, Zheng Shuqing asked eagerly, "Didn't you say that there is already a good plan?" Tell me, what's the solution? ”

"Please send a person who is well versed in the way of Kuizhou's livelihood to accompany me, and walk around Kuizhou Mansion in the past two days. When the time comes, a certain person will naturally give a satisfactory answer to the envoy. ”

Hearing Fang Chongyong say this, Zheng Shuqing felt a little relieved, nodded helplessly and said: "It's just like this, the official will arrange it, you can get up early tomorrow." Time is running out, so don't hesitate! ”

……

Early the next morning, Fang Chongyong was called to the government by Zheng Shuqing, and at the same time, there was also a small official in black linen. Except for a scar on his face and a slightly shabby clothes, he didn't see anything special.

"He Chengjiong! You have been following this Xiao Langjun since today, and you will do whatever he tells you to do, did you hear it! ”

Zheng Shuqing scolded this man named He Chengjiong, his attitude was very bad, and he was like two people with the other party's heavy and courageous attitude.

The man didn't have any dissatisfaction when he heard Kuizhou's words, but just saluted respectfully and said, "My subordinates take orders." ”

He turned around and saluted again: "In Xia Kuizhou, the bad handsome, please Lang Jun show me, I will go all out in Xia!" ”

Bad guys? Bad handsome?

Can you do martial arts, can you fly? Is there a Longquan Sword? Do you know Yuan Tiangang?

Fang Chongyong had a lot of questions in his heart, but he didn't say anything on his face, just nodded slightly and said, "Follow me, let's go." ”

The two of them went out of the mansion, and today Fang Chongyong asked Fang Laique to learn to cook with the cook in the Lotus Pond Mansion, maybe he will be able to use it in the future. So he doesn't have that little tail behind him at the moment.

When I came to Kuizhou Street, it was still overcrowded today, and the prosperity was not normal and real.

Fang Chongyong looked at He Chengjiong and asked, "Kuizhou Mansion, apart from linen, is there anything else that can be used?" ”

The bad guy is not a person in the official establishment of the Tang Dynasty, by analogy, he is more like Fang Chongyong's assistant police officer in his previous life, but his status is lower. After receiving a case from the government, if the bad guy fails to solve the case within three days, he will be whipped and whipped on his back.

It's really miserable.

However, there are also historical sources that suggest that this is only the superficial work of bad people, who in fact have the duty to supervise various places for the royal family. Specifically, Fang Chongyong is not very clear.

"Hui Langjun, linen cloth and other things, the trade route has been monopolized by rich merchants from all walks of life. And the melons and fruits in Kuizhou, such as pomelo and oranges, can't be sold at any price, if Lang Jun wants to eat them, he can arrange for someone to pick them.

As for the white ape, tiger and leopard, etc., Lang Jun will not ask for ...... if he wants to come."

He Chengjiong refused to get to the point after talking for a long time, Fang Chongyong refuted impatiently: "My father is the superintendent of Shannan Dongdao, originally I wanted to do a career when I grew up, but when I was short of manpower, I wanted to help you, but I didn't expect it." ”

Fang Chongyong wanted to speak and stopped.

He Chengjiong hurriedly said: "Lang Jun is not in a hurry, the contemptible person is talking about the key place." The things that Kuizhou can get their hands on, one is wine, and the other is a boat. ”

There was a gleam in his eyes, and he looked confident.

"Okay, then take me to see it."