Chapter 4 Answer (3)

"No!" I don't know if I didn't hear Zhao Kuangyin's accent clearly or had too much fun, the white-bearded old man looked motionless, waved his sleeves hard, and rejected the proposal of "giving a banquet".

"Your Majesty, it's just a meal!"

"Your Majesty, I'm waiting after the meal, and I want to appreciate Your Majesty's calligraphy!"

"Your Majesty, I'm hungry!"

...

The tourists were having fun, but they didn't expect that the old man with white beard would refuse so directly. They couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. They couldn't care about whether to Chaoyi or not. They stood up and reminded each other.

"The treasury is all for the people's wealth and money. It is the right thing to take from the people and use it for the people. How can I and you, and you, be qualified to squander at will?!" The white-bearded old man suddenly took on the emperor's airs, looked down, and emphasized in a deep voice. "I have recognized the kindness you are waiting for. Retreat the court and return home!"

After saying that, he didn't even look at everyone, stood up and left.

"Retreat the court--!" The eunuch leader stretched out his neck and dragged a long tremolo.

"Swish--!" Behind the screen, someone seemed to have accidentally pulled his clothes by the latch, making a short tearing sound. It was very low, and there was no trace in a flash.

"You're leaving now?" The tourists who pretended to be civil and military officials felt that they had been greatly insulted. Wanyan Sui, a man who pretended to be the Minister of Personnel, refused to give in. "It took less than half an hour to play, and it's more than a hundred cents! You are so good at making money. Even if you hold a stick in an open fire, you don't have such a quick way to make money!"

"It turns out that the last time I was just half an hour. Which emperor of which country dares to be so lazy? Let him come back quickly. This Secretary of State has no time to report this matter!"

"It was their civil servants who just now. It was not our general's turn to refund the money, and refund the money!"

"Either let him come back or refund the money!"

"Refund money, refund..."

Wanyan Sui had also seen the strong winds and waves. He didn't force everyone to the point of being too ruthless. He just smiled and kept apologizing. After everyone was so angry that they were all pointing to the side room next to him, he continued to smile and add, "Everyone, please feel free. Isn't you looking for bad luck with a king of a devastated country? It's so boring! Let's do this, some calligraphy and paintings in the side hall were made by him. I'll give you a 20% discount here. If you like, you can choose whatever you like. After you go back, you can make a profit of ten times the price!"

"Hmph! It's a cheaper price for you!"

"I will find it even more unlucky if I buy the calligraphy and paintings of the king of the deceased country!"

"If I can't make any moves in the future, I will definitely come to you and ask!"

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The tourists knew that he must have the support of the Khitan officials behind him, and they did not dare to make things too big. They heard that there were discounts on calligraphy and paintings, so they said a few tough words and went down one after another!

When Shi Chonggui was young, he was considered a hero with both civil and military skills. After being captured, he was locked up in the King of Jin Village and was bored, so the calligraphy and paintings he made were quite unique. However, the style was too dark, and there was an indelible sorrow behind the characters and paintings.

Most of the tourists are vendors, and they have not read many books. Of course, their ability to appreciate calligraphy and paintings is very limited. When they see the content of calligraphy, they are all nostalgic words that hurt the present, and they are already a little disliked. When they see the scenery in the paintings, they are extremely bleak, and they can't raise any desire to collect them. Thinking of the possibility of making money after turning back these works, they picked up a few pieces of grass, but during the settlement, they forced Wanyan Sui and his friends to give them half a discount before leaving one after another.

The only big customer who knew the goods was Han Jing, dressed as a young man. Whenever she saw a work, she stopped to appreciate it carefully, and found all the essence and shortcomings of the work, but she didn't ask about the size and price. After seeing it enough, she directly asked the guy to take it off the wall and "pack it" for herself.

After picking more than a dozen works one after another, she saw that the tourists around her had almost gone out, she stretched with satisfaction and asked the friend to take her to check out.

Wanyan Sui and other big guys, knowing that they had met a customer who was not short of money, were all over the place. They invited the four brothers to another room like stars, first instructed someone to give them top-notch tea to moisten the guests' throats, and then calmly took out the abacus and paper, and summarized the works carefully selected by Mr. Han.

A total of more than 7,000 entries were worth more than 5,000 entries. After erasing the discount, it was worth more than 5,000 entries, which was about 5 taels of silver. After seeing it, Mr. Han didn't talk much anymore. He took out five heavy silver cakes and threw them over, showing the taste of a playboy in his bones. (Note 1)

Seeing that he was doing something generous, the friends became more respectful and wanted to lie on the ground to add the tip of his boots. Han Jing saw that the heat was almost done, so she put the teacup on the corner of the table and sneered, "To be honest, I don't like these broken things at all. It's just a rare trip to Liaodong. It's not convenient to go empty-handed when I go back, so I barely bought a few pieces of emergency."

"That's right, that's right, what's your identity? No matter who you buy, you will always be polite to him!" Everyone, Wanyan, saw a faint blue color in Han Jing's eyes, and a faint trace of gold was faintly visible at the root of his hair. He guessed that this person might have come from the Khitan noble family and was flattering him more and more.

"What a pity, someone is ignorant of raising her!" Han Jing slapped the table with her hand, her lips curled up, and her face was full of sarcastic words, "I want to have a meal with him, but he dares to push me. Are you afraid that I can't afford it? You said, how much does it cost to call the king of the devastated country out to have a meal with our four brothers? I will pay as much as possible!"

"This..." Unexpectedly, Mr. Han still missed the matter of having dinner with the emperor's deskmate. Everyone, Wanyan, held a teapot in his hand and kept biting his cheeks with his teeth.

The fat young master in front of me has never met anyone in a whole year. Pushing him out is equivalent to being unable to get along with "Brother Kong Fang". However, no matter how humble Shi Chonggui's status is, he is also a king of a country that is destroyed. Once this person has a problem, no matter how much money he has, the person who comes to the door will have his life to make money!

"What? Your shopkeeper, haven't taught you how to do business? Or do you think General Yelu is well-off and doesn't look down on this little profit?" Han Jing bullied others with his power, asked with a cold face, and sternly.

Fearing that the other party did not pay enough attention, she simply said this sentence in Chinese and Khitan. After hearing this, everyone, Wanyan, immediately sweat beads emerged from her forehead. She put down the teapot, bowed silently, and walked backwards.

"Jing, Lao Si, what did he do? Why are you so scared so much?" Zhao Kuangyin was confused when he saw it, gently pulled Han Jing's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

Han Jing quickly looked around and made sure that the guys were hiding out of the door. He stuck out his tongue and responded in a very low voice, "I guess right, a large part of the money they earned was handed over to the Khitan generals who were responsible for guarding the place. Judging from the flag, the surname should be Yelu. The Great Liao Kingdom has never paid the salary to the army, and it depends on the generals and their men to hunt the grass valley. This place has been conquered by the Great Liao for many years, and there are no Jurchens, Shi Wei and other savage tribes around, how could there be enough grass valleys to hunt? Therefore, the money scraped from Uncle Shi is already a very important entry for the Pishi Army guarding this place. If you can scrape an extra piece of paper, you will never be able to push the guests out!"

"Oh!" Zhao Kuangyin suddenly realized and smiled bitterly, "If they hadn't hit Caogu in the Central Plains, the people could not bear it and they had fought back, they wouldn't have been driven back so quickly! Alas, people say that they would learn from their mistakes. They were good, but they just suffered losses and refused to remember!"

"You can't say that completely!" Han Jing's face turned slightly red and he retorted in a low voice, "The Khitan was not originally a big clan in Liaodong. The Turks, Xi, Mohe, and even the Goguryeo people who escaped from Mazhaishui were all stronger than them. They relied on continuous external robbery to develop the character of men in the tribe who were fearless. Therefore, the tradition of fighting grass valleys cannot be discarded for a while!"

"That's true!" Zhao Kuangyin thought for a while and nodded seriously. "In the Central Plains, the military pay was sufficient. But except for the commander's fangs, the other battalions of soldiers were purely chores when fighting. Therefore, when encountering the Khitans who went south, they always lost more and won less."

"That's better than indulging your subordinates to grab it. Unless you are not going to treat the other tribes under your rule as your own people!" Chai Rong, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly made a faint sentence. His face, which was much more mature than everyone, was instantly filled with resentment.

Zhao Kuangyin and Han Jing didn't know why he was so excited. They were stunned for a moment and closed their mouths with a smile. At this moment, the door shaft suddenly made a "creak" sound. Wanyan Sui's boss, Li Zhiyuan, who had been beating drums and drums all over the street, walked in with a smile on his face.

After getting started, I bowed to everyone. Then I asked in standard Khitan words, "Young Master, please forgive me for being a little ugly. I didn't recognize you before! If you want to have a meal with King Jin, it's not impossible to discuss it. But the young man is just a businessman after all..."

"Oh, I'll be dead!" Han Jing curled her lips, took out a gold medal of baby fist from her private bag on her waist, and slapped it hard on the table.

"Hiss--!" When he saw the color and texture of the gold medal, Li Zhiyuan, a merchant of Moe, couldn't help but take a breath. When he saw the Khitan characters in the center of the gold medal, he immediately took a few steps back and bowed, "It turns out that it was Mr. Xiao who is here. The villain is clumsy, and the villain is clumsy. I don't know that Mr. You are..."

"If you shouldn't ask, don't ask randomly! I'll ask you, are the four of us qualified to have a meal with the Central Plains Emperor?" Han Jing gave him a blank look, stretched out his hand, and quickly covered the gold medal that everyone had searched for from the corpses of Khitan people in Yanshan who were in the group of Khitan Valley.

"Yes, yes, the young one will order people to prepare. The young one will order people to prepare!" Li Zhiyuan, a merchant from Moe, did not dare to talk more, and agreed repeatedly with his hands.

The Khitan character on the gold medal is Euguni, and the corresponding identity is a young general. According to the official system of the Northern Academy of Liao Kingdom, the level of a young general in a tribe is not high. However, the three Khitan characters Euguni are underestimated by any means. That is the source of the Khitan Queen's clan's surname before the change of his surname. Not to mention that he is a mere businessman who dares not provoke him, even if General Yelu Deguang, who is guarding this place, may have to respect him three points.

Based on the principle of not causing disasters and causing trouble for himself, Moshi merchant Li Zhiyuan immediately sent someone to prepare the "Imperial Banquet". As for the attitude of Shi Chonggui, the owner of the name of the meal, he had no time to ask.

After a while, the wine and food were about to stop. His Majesty the Emperor "decree" and asked everyone to go to the garden to attend the table. Li Zhiyuan, a merchant of the moxibustion, was afraid that Shi Chonggui would offend the guests by acting like a genius, so he personally led everyone to the back garden. He first carefully toasted the guests with a few glasses of wine, and then ordered Shi Chonggui to serve him happily, but he bowed and left.

"What's the smell? It's so savory!" Chai Rong watched him leave, then sniffed a few times, and glanced at the eunuch who was drinking the cups of everyone back and forth at the table.

"We, our family..." Several eunuchs were so angry that their faces were blue and purple, staring at the white-bearded old man Shi Chonggui, begging their master to be fair to him.

Unexpectedly, Shi Chonggui was completely convinced, smiled helplessly, and waved his hand gently, "You guys go down and change to a few palace maids. Although they are a little older, they are not considered to be slow to treat the guests!"

"Yes!" The eunuchs saluted with red eyes, put down the wine pot, and staggered away.

In a blink of an eye, only four brothers and sisters and Shi Chonggui were left at the table. The atmosphere immediately became extremely strange. Chai Rong, Zhao Kuangyin and Han Jing all handed over the power of speaking to Ning Ziming in a tacit understanding. Ning Ziming just raised his head and stared at his legendary father blankly, saying a thousand words, but he didn't know how to speak.

While he couldn't sleep, he had depicted Shi Chonggui's appearance countless times in his heart. He was either burly and majestic or handsome. Although he had become the king of a country that was destroyed, he was still heroic and strong. However, he never expected that Shi Chonggui's true appearance was a shameless old man. In order to survive, he did not hesitate to shook his tail and beg for mercy at everyone he saw every day like an actor.

When he couldn't sleep along the way, he had warned himself countless times in his heart that after seeing Shi Chonggui, he would not lose his composure no matter what. No matter what, he should pretend to be a rich young man with a good life and a flawless food and clothing. Let Shi Chonggui rest assured and give Shi Chonggui confidence. Let the father not worry about his son, and let the father know that his son has never forgotten him, and one day he will find a way to save him from the sea of ​​suffering.

However, all preparations were broken when he saw Shi Chonggui pretending to be crazy and stupid in front of tourists. This was not the hero he imagined who would rather die than be a grandson! It was not the father he imagined, who was mighty and unyielding, and unswerving in poverty! This was an ordinary person, an old man who sacrificed all his life to survive! But the real age of this old man was less than forty years old, but the feeling that this old man gave him was indeed connected by blood!

"Seibao, you shouldn't have come!" It was Shi Chonggui himself who broke the silence. "I recognized you at first sight today, but I never thought that you were still alive!"

Note 1: Tianzan Tongbao, which was cast by Yelu Abaoji around 922. Because he was eager to show his national strength, the materials were used very carefully and the portion was sufficient. Each of the complete five-destructive Tianzan Tongbao weighed about 4.9 grams, which was equivalent to the Kaiyuan Tongbao of Xuanzong era, which was the best texture.
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