Chapter 145: Dijing Snow

Shortly after the beginning of winter, the city of Teijing ushered in the first snow of the year.

This snow was heavy.

The falling snowflakes fell silently on the ground of the streets and alleys, on the blue-black roof eaves, on the withered branches, and on the walls one after another, so that the entire imperial capital was paved with a layer of plain white, like a widow wearing filial piety clothes and mourning clothes, white and boundless.

On the post road outside the imperial capital, the snow has been cleared, and the whole post road looks a little black against the background of the snow, leading straight to the wharf of the Grand Canal. Every year, there are 20,000 boats that sail here from the imperial court and the government alone. Towards the end of the year, the heavy snow arrived early, and the flow of people on the wharf who came to pick up the goods was even more noisy. However, this pier is not the end of the Grand Canal, there is also a section of canal that connects to the moat of the imperial capital, and after passing through the gate, you can directly enter the Taiji Lake located in the city, but this is a treatment only for royal tribute.

The so-called Grand Canal, is in the ancestral dragon has not yet dominated the world, Wu for the Northern Expedition Qi State to dominate the Central Plains, in the vicinity of Jinling Mansion dug a canal that leads the water of the big river, known as Hangou, after the successive dynasties on this basis continue to develop to the north and south, extended, especially after the two large-scale expansion and renovation of the Great Jin Dynasty, to the time of this dynasty, basically connected Jiangnan and Dijing, called the Grand Canal.

The Grand Canal traverses four states, eleven prefectures, and twenty-three counties, about 3,600 miles long, and the grain production in the south of the Yangtze River accounts for two-thirds of the world.

Tianbao five years of the imperial capital, a winter did not snow, at that time Qin Tianjian many officials were questioned, the second year, sure enough, there was a famine in Qizhou, the victims left their homes, displaced, Qingyang Sect took the opportunity to start an incident, wrapped up the displaced people in Qizhou continued to attack the city and plunder the land, although the Qingyang Sect pretended to "revolt" and "do not pay food" But the place they went to, so that the people who were barely able to live could not survive, and were coerced into this army of displaced people, so the number of the army of displaced people is increasing, just like the locusts during the locust plague, where they passed, not an inch of grass grows, and whenever the Qingyang Sect attacked the city, their elite men and horses did not move, first forced the exiles to come forward with knives and guns to consume the arrows and rolling wood of the soldiers defending the city, and the court officials and soldiers were not killed, and afterwards they had to give the court a hat of officers and soldiers slaughtering the people, which made the governor of Qizhou anxious。

Tianbao six years is just the opposite, now just the beginning of winter there is a snow, all say that the snow is a good year, it seems that next year will be a good omen, so this snow has become a great auspicious time, not only the officials of the Qin Tianjian breathed a sigh of relief, the cabinet, the household department, the head of the military department also have some smiling faces.

There is only one yamen who can't laugh, that is, Caoyun Yamen, not only can't laugh, but also a little panicked, the population of the imperial capital is million, all rely on this Grand Canal supply, the last few batches of grain and silver transported to the imperial capital that year, as well as all kinds of tributes to supply the palace expenses must be rushed before the winter solstice, otherwise the river will fall and freeze, it is a mistake to send the heavens.

Therefore, in the past few days, the river channel that has entered the territory of Zhili is full of boats, which has caused the phenomenon of river congestion.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the sky is full of rivers.

The distance between the boats is a little farther, and it is impossible to see the situation on the other side, at this time there are many boats on the canal, and it is inevitable to bump and bump, but at this time, most of the people who are still rushing to sail are officials who work for the yamen, and they are used to oppressing the people.

As the saying goes, to be an official is to have the prestige of being an official. The score is used to put it, and if you don't put the score, it's like a night walk in clothes, which is boring. Some people have not yet become officials and are just small officials, but they have already practiced a great official authority, their eyes are empty, they are in the eight extremes, and they are spewing contempt in their nostrils, and they can't bear the anger of petty anger, and the anger of thunder must be frequent.

At this time, the men of the two boats collided with each other as they fought for the road, and the two leaders stood in their respective boats and shouted and cursed.

"Blind your dog's eyes, we are the grain ship of the Caoyun Yamen! Delay our grain transportation, let the imperial capital cut off cooking, can you afford to bear the sin?"

"You're blind! Don't scare Lao Tzu with these, Lao Tzu This is the ship of the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau, loaded with the official silver that will be sent to the household department for storage this year, and then you will have to make up the arrears at the end of the year to the Beijing officials, and a governor of the Caoyun Department will dare to fight with our Weaving Bureau?"

"The Weaving Bureau is great? Our Governor's godfather is Yang Gonggong, even if you are the supervisor of the Weaving Bureau, then you have to call our Governor Senior Brother, why do you Weaving Bureau look down on our Caoyun Yamen?"

"Who is talking to you about senior brother? Our godfather is Gonggong Liu of the Master of Ceremonies, and he is not the same as you at all. ”

"Father-in-law Yang, his old man is the palm print of the celebrant supervisor!"

"Father-in-law Liu, his old man is still the governor!"

Just when the two boats could not hold each other, another big ship came from behind, and because of the heavy snow, the boat actually sounded the rumbling drum in order to open the way.

The fighting ships stopped fighting and looked in the direction from which the drums came.

Although it was separated by wind and snow, a huge black shadow could be vaguely seen, and it was actually a three-story huge building ship.

When you get a little closer, you can see a huge lantern hanging on the ship, on which the three big characters "Qingluanwei" are clearly written.

A little closer, you can see the black "Qingluanwei" flag on the ship waving in the wind in the snow, hunting sound.

Whether it was the boat of Caoyun Yamen or the ship of the Weaving Bureau, they all stopped shouting and scolding, and hurriedly ordered the boatmen on their ships to operate the boats to avoid both sides of the river.

Qingluanwei's big ship occupies the middle of the canal in the heavy snow, and it has the posture of breaking through the snow.

A tall figure walked out of the ship, stood on the board, and stretched out the palm of the big fan to catch the snow falling from the sky - this person was Zhao Wuqi, the governor of Qingluan Wei.

A large piece of snow fell in Zhao Wuqi's palm, he looked at the snow, and said softly: "The snowflakes are as big as hands, and the wellhead is black holes." The yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen. ”

A Qingluanwei entourage came to Zhao Wuqi's side and reported softly: "My lord, the celebrant has already sent someone to urge, let us rush to the celebrant today." ”

Zhao Wuqi nodded: "Got it." ”

The attendant didn't dare to say more, and slowly retreated.

Zhao Wuqi's mood was very gloomy.

This time out of Beijing, there are two major events, the top priority is naturally the matter of Tianle Sect, but it was messed up, fortunately, this matter was personally handled by Lu Dudu, one of the three right governors, and he "saved the driver" at the last moment, and he couldn't blame him. But there is another thing that is directly related to him, that is, the official bank case of the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau. The waste of the weaving bureau actually caught the handle of the six-door female catcher, and he chased all the way to Beimang County, and was about to take down the female catcher, but he was changed again, and finally let her run.

Now the celebrant asked, how would he reply?

Zhao Wuqi stood on the bow of the ship and looked out, with his eyesight, the majestic Imperial Capital City was already faintly visible in the wind and snow, and it was really close at hand.

At this time, in the imperial capital city, in the room of the celebrant in the opposite direction of the cabinet, a brass brazier was burned red, and several red lanterns hanging from the roof beams reflected up and down, and the warmth was harmonious.

Today is the chief of the celebrant and the chief bingbi liu yi is on duty.

He was a thin man, except that he didn't have three strands of long hair, like a wanderer.

Liu Yi came to the threshold of the duty room, lifted the heavy cotton curtain, but did not step over the high threshold, looking out, outside the hall was a rapid wind and snow, and the snow particles mixed with the wind rushed to the face, as if the two capitals and nineteen states of the Great Wei were already shrouded in this vast snow at this time.

"Is there a message from Jiangnan?" Liu Yi asked suddenly.

The eunuch on duty standing behind Liu Yi replied softly: "Back to the ancestor, the Jiangnan side transmits the message every three days, the day before yesterday just transmitted, and the next message will have to wait until tomorrow at the earliest." ”

Liu Yi's mood was a little gloomy, just like the weather in front of him, and he said in a deep voice: "Later, you will ask the people of the Qingluan Wei Governor's Mansion if there is any movement in Jiangnan." ”

The eunuch on duty replied respectfully: "Yes." ”

Liu Yi let out a long sigh.

If something goes wrong between the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau and Qin Xiang's side, will those Qingliu take the opportunity to attack the Queen Mother is Ji Si Chen?

Thinking of this, Liu Yi's already very gloomy mood became a little more gloomy.