Wang Ying and his party arrived in Jinyang, Taiyuan, after a slightly uneasy journey.
As a marquis, Wang Ying naturally enjoyed the courtesy treatment received by Jinyang officials and squires when they came out of the city.
Wang Huai, as a decent member of the Wang family, was of course also in the welcoming queue.
Decent people, decent people.
However, decent people often only focus on their own dignity and do not see the progress of others. In this world, you do not win by running fast, and you are doomed to failure only by falling behind. Therefore, sometimes walk slower and walk steadily.
For some, the more you learn, the more you gain.
The process that needs to be followed still needs to be followed.
Process is also a kind of dignity. When you encounter something that is difficult to talk about or handle, going through the process will become a decent step for both parties to step down.
Just like at this moment, Wang Ying knew that she was here to investigate smuggling. Cui Jun also knew that it was about smuggling. Even Wang Huai in the crowd also knew that it was about smuggling, but everyone still smiled and walked away.
A process, stay decent.
When a certain problem is not stated clearly, the problem can be treated as non-existent for the time being...
This is the tradition of feudal bureaucracy, and it is also the dignity of the gentry children. After all, we are all decent people.
Cui Jun naturally stepped forward and held his hand in greeting, saying, "I know that Marquis Yuyang has returned to his hometown. The affairs in the city are too complicated and we cannot welcome him from afar. I hope Marquis Yuyang will forgive me."
Wang Ying is the Marquis of Yuyang, but this Yuyang is somewhat embarrassing, because Yuyang is not under the rule of Fei Qian, and Marquis Wang Ying is also a Marquis of Ting, so the official title should be Yuyang Tinghou, Cui Jun
The omission of the word "ting" is also the choice of most people, just like the omission of "vice" in titles such as deputy director, deputy section chief, deputy director, etc.
Save one word and gain a little more dignity.
Cui Jun bowed his head in salute, with a sincere apology on his face.
Wang Ying took a step forward, supported him softly, and said warmly: "Since your Majesty holds an important position, it is natural that state affairs come first. I do not want to intrude on the place and pursue noise. Such a simple arrangement is suitable for both circumstances and matters.
Very good."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone had different expressions.
What a decent thing to say!
Does Wang Ying have this ability?
Those in the queue who knew Wang Ying's background couldn't help but exchange glances with each other. Was this a trip to a big city, to make a career?
Cui Jun slightly raised his head and glanced at Wang Ying, then the smile on his face became a little more sincere, and he invited Wang Ying to the reception table with empty hands.
Although Cui Jun was quite respectful to Wang Ying in his words, he actually didn't pay much attention to Wang Ying in his heart. But after all, the situation is different now, so the due etiquette is still not enough. Cui Jun and Wang Yingzhi
There is indeed no close relationship between them, but it cannot be said that they are completely unrelated. Before Wang Ying was granted the title of Marquis, Cui Jun saw Wang Ying's desolate state with his own eyes. He also sent people to teach Wang Ying little by little how to welcome angels.
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But after Wang Ying went to Chang'an, Cui Jun basically had no contact with Wang Ying.
Taiyuan was an important county in the Tang Dynasty. Or it became particularly famous because of the Tang Dynasty.
Of course, during the Western Han Dynasty, Taiyuan was also an important county and even became a feudal state for a time. But now Taiyuan's political status is a little embarrassing, especially compared with Chang'an. The gap has widened in the blink of an eye. Just like
It’s because we were all brothers in trouble at first, and then in the blink of an eye, one brother became prosperous. What would happen to the other brothers?
People will change, and vows will also change. We often talk about "forever" or "for life". If we fail to do so, we will lose our dignity.
After the two parties sat down, Cui Jun seemed to be unable to help but sigh with emotion: "The world is like a great river, running wildly and incessantly. Nowadays, the world is in trouble in Taiyuan, and the Marquis of Yuyang condescended to come here. It is really our inability to do things well, and I am really sorry."
Marquis Yuyang, I am ashamed of my lord..."
Cui Jun's words were certainly not just to express his own melancholy.
The smuggling incident in Taiyuan must not have happened for a day or two. If Cui Jun does not know, then it can only prove his incompetence. If he does know, it is just that his ability is insufficient. He is dealing with it, but there is nothing he can do for the time being.
Okay, after dealing with it, it's still somewhat excusable.
The local and the central, love and kill each other.
From a certain perspective, local governments need the support of the central government, and the central government also needs the taxes paid by local governments.
But since Fei sneaked into Chang'an, something was a little different.
Sometimes, the economic center and the surrounding places complement each other, but there is also a center that is a black hole, sucking in all the surrounding materials, manpower, etc. This is just like some business districts in later generations will drive the prosperity of the surrounding economy.
However, there are also some business districts that will cause all surrounding shops to close down.
Chang'an and Pingyang are rising rapidly. They need industry with industry and agriculture with agriculture. Consumption is not only a self-contained system, but can even communicate with other areas. Commerce and trade are extremely developed. This has caused not only nutrients around Shandong to be extracted, but also even the surrounding areas.
The counties and counties surrounding Pingyang in Chang'an were also greatly affected.
Such as Taiyuan.
Although Cui Jun is not stupid, he is still a man who grew up in the Han Dynasty. When he faced the new changes, although he reluctantly ran along, he seemed a little embarrassed, no longer like the earlier years, during the period of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty.
So dignified. Coupled with Feiqian's promotion of the reform of the county official system, the "four, three, two, one" structure from Longyou to Longxi is gradually spreading, and the fat power that originally belonged to the prefect has gradually become
"Too little authority", these things accumulated in Cui Jun's heart bit by bit, and naturally some of them came out.
"The story has passed. Although the current situation is difficult, if the ambition remains, there will be no worries." Wang Ying listened and said slowly.
Cui Jun was slightly startled.
If it were said that Wang Ying's words just now could have been pondered on the way here, after all, the greetings and responses were actually just the same thing. A slight change or something could be dealt with, but Cui Jun's words just now were added temporarily, and
Wang Ying was still able to answer quite well, which inevitably made Cui Jun look at Wang Yinggao.
Thinking of this, Cui Jun lowered his head slightly and bowed his hands in salute, "It will take time for Marquis Yuyang to leave his hometown, and he may be a little sad. Although I am stupid, if there is anything useful, I can still ask Marquis Yuyang to give me instructions."
This way, Marquis Yuyang’s country sentiment will not be lost.”
Wang Ying lowered his eyes and returned the gift, "Ying, a reclusive person, suddenly experienced changes in the world, and was often affected by uncertainty. Now that he has returned to his hometown, he has not yet made any plans. He is just a guest under the rule, and there will be many disturbances."
, I hope you don’t get tired of seeing me, an old friend of mine.”
"You can't get what you ask for if you stay close by," Cui Jun said with his hands raised. He secretly sighed in his heart, this word "guest" is really quite commendable.
It seems that some strategies need to be adjusted.
After chatting with each other and drinking another glass of wine, the group went back and forth to settle in Jinyang City.
Wang Ying and others did not live in the Wang family's mansion, but in the inn. Firstly, when the angel came to award the reward, Wang Yun's old mansion only cleaned the exterior and outer courtyard.
It was just a place, and the interior was not renovated in the future. After Wang Ying got the title, he has been living in Chang'an and has never come back to repair it. Secondly, Wang Ying brought a lot of people, and it was difficult to live in it reluctantly, so
I simply stayed in the inn, which was more convenient.
After Wang Ying and others settled in, there was no movement for several days, as if they were tired from a long journey and needed to rest.
Of course, this is also a reasonable thing, and no one dares to rush to Wang Ying and say why he doesn't start the investigation or act as soon as possible...
In fact, Wang Ying was quite anxious, but was stopped by Zhen Mi.
In the post house, in the inner courtyard.
Wang Ying and Zhen Mi were sitting together, boiling some water on a small red stove and making tea.
Zhen Mi can live in the same place as Wang Ying and get along day and night, but Wang Ling cannot do this.
In this way, Zhen Mi was included, and the hussar soldiers made a temporary military camp outside the city, which together supported a framework.
When the water boils, there is a loud roar.
Zhen Mi slowly scalded the teapot and teacup made of clay with water, then put in the tea leaves, rinsed the tea leaves, rinsed the teacup again with the tea water, and then poured the water for the second time, and waited for a while.
, seeing that the tea leaves were slightly stretched, he poured out the tea and pushed one cup in front of Wang Ying.
"In this test, there is only one chance to use the phone..." Zhen Mi slowly drank tea, "Girl of the Wang family, you really can't be in a hurry... Just like drinking tea, if you are too hasty, you will easily get burned..."
Wang Ying understood a little, but also didn't understand a little. She followed Zhen Mi's example and drank tea in small sips.
Zhen Mi put down the tea cup, "The law of the hussar is just like this tea. It seems ordinary at first glance, but... it is worse than dignity... Before making tea, there are some who add green onion and ginger, and there are also those who are fragrant and spicy." They all think that complexity is beautiful, but it is better to seek its origin..."
Wang Ying lowered her head and looked at the tea cup. After being silent for a while, she raised her head and looked at Zhen Mi: "Sister Zhen is saying...this time we must find the "origin" just like this tea..."
Zhen Mi smiled, her face as gorgeous as a flower, "That's right, then, sister of the Wang family, do you know where this..."origin" is?"
……(～o￣3￣)～……
Wang Ying and others did not move, and some people in Jinyang were inevitably a little suspicious. They wanted to know what kind of arrangements Wang Ying had to formulate corresponding strategies. At the same time, they couldn't help but feel anxious deep in their hearts. They felt that if they could It would of course be best to end the whole thing as soon as possible.
Especially Wang Huai.
Although it is said that Wang Huai also learned as much as possible from the words and deeds of the gentry children after he was "searched" by the seventh uncle. He even has good talents. He knows some methods of employing people and can use some strategies, but he After all, he was not a calm person originally. Even if he tried his best to imitate, some tails would still show up...
On this day, Wang Huai was going to take his people out of the city to hunt.
According to Wang Huai's idea, he often went hunting before, so now he naturally needs to hunt according to his original habits, otherwise wouldn't it look weird?
Therefore, on this day, Wang Huai took his people and rode horses out of his home to prepare to leave the city.
In Jinyang City, Taiyuan, because it is close to the border, horses are not as scarce as in Jiangdong. Coupled with Fei Qian's emphasis on horse politics, there are more and more people raising horses among the people, and there are horse markets and so on. It gradually became more prosperous.
Private horse breeding can be used as a supplement to war horses, but it is more to meet the needs of ordinary people. There are not many prohibitions on private transactions of ordinary horses, and the buying and selling is relatively free. Therefore, since it is a trading commodity, after all, There is also a difference between good and bad.
After the basic transportation and carrying power needs are met, aesthetic requirements will naturally increase.
Nowadays, big men still prefer horses with tall heads, fat bodies, and strong manes. Therefore, relatively speaking, Xiliang horses are the horses that best meet this aesthetic standard, while Beimo horses, Sichuan and Sichuan horses, etc. are just average. It is just used as a normal carrying force.
After taking into account aesthetic needs, the price difference between horses becomes huge.
It has become common for the same horses to have prices that differ several times, or even more than ten or dozens of times. The kind of Dawan horses that occasionally come from the Western Regions are basically valuable but not marketable. , who can occasionally have such a Western Region Dawan horse, even if it is second or third generation blood, it is a symbol of status and financial resources, just like the license plate of some livestock in later generations. It is carefully raised at home every day, and when needed How dignified it is to ride out and hit the streets.
Wang Huai had a green horse.
The terms green gelding and yellow gelding are actually all parti-colored horses. Green gelding is green and white, and yellow gelding is yellow and white. Of course, there are other variegated colors, and there are also various specific titles, just like how later generations used to describe them. Some models have the same nickname.
Of course, this does not mean that just any variegated color, such as the kind that is washed, cut and blown, is not good, but the ones with some special patterns are top quality.
Just like Wang Huai's horse, from the neck to the lower back, the white flowers are evenly distributed all over the body. The four hooves are also white. It is tall and strong. When running, the muscles all over the body are beautiful, and the patterns on the body are like It's like the petals of white flowers sliding and swaying, very beautiful.
Such a horse is of course worth a lot of money, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it. You need to find a way to buy it.
When Wang Huai rides such a horse and walks on the street, he naturally feels more dignified.
Even though they had seen a horse like Wang Huai's before, the ordinary gentry children in Jinyang City still couldn't help but stare with envy, drooling and clicking their tongues. Some people wanted to take advantage of the abortion.
Slowly, I couldn't help but stepped forward to caress him twice. In the end, I didn't even have to wait for Wang Huai to say anything. The green horse just shook its neck and raised its hoofs to kick. The man was so frightened that he kept backing up and didn't dare to act rashly again.
He approached, causing everyone around him to burst into laughter.
"Haha, a good knight understands human nature. How can he allow others besides the master to play with him?"
"That's it, don't even think about touching it, come back!"
"Such a fine horse is extremely rare!"
Ordinary gentry people don’t actually know much about some of the recent changes in Taiyuan. Even if they hear some news, for these people, they often just forget it and don’t take it to heart. Many people still still
They lived a life similar to the past, and as people from the border, they naturally had a different feeling for things like bows, swords, and famous horses. After they had something to talk about, they started talking about it in twos and threes, or telling some stories about certain people.
Anecdotes about loving horses, talking about what powerful bows and famous guns one has acquired, or discussing what kind of horse is the best...
For these children of the noble clan, they would rather eat without meat than ride without horses. Riding a horse represents their respective dignity. Naturally, they must strive for the best within their ability, otherwise they will not be able to say hello to others when they go out.
People have vanity, and horses also have arrogance. When the traffic jam gradually dissipated and became smoother, the green Cong horse Wang Huai was riding was obviously not willing to slow down with the ordinary dragging horses. It just spread its long legs and shook out its mane.
Plop la la, I started to trot forward, and suddenly the money-like spots on my body began to jump and sway, attracting a lot of admiration.
Wang Huai was naturally even more proud, thinking that this was how he could live his life.
Although Jinyang City is not as majestic as Jinyang in the Tang Dynasty, it is still a quite large city today.
There are locust trees on both sides of the main traffic streets in the city, and there are also some willow trees near the water channels. It is now the turn of spring and summer, and the vegetation is already lush and lush, which somewhat negates the solemnity brought by the grand city.
There was a sense of oppression, as if there was a burst of vitality gushing out.
The locust tree was despised in later generations and was said to be a tree that relied on ghosts. However, in the Han Dynasty and for a long time after the Han Dynasty, the locust tree was a noble tree species. Not only did it have words like "three locust trees and nine thorns",
Even in the Song Dynasty, there was a special hall named "Sanhuai Hall" among the Wang family.
Wang Huai looked at the locust trees on both sides of the road, and he couldn't help but have the longing for his own efforts to climb up. Although Taiyuan Jinyang is not as good as Chang'an's first and auxiliary place, the surrounding people gather here, and traders and soldiers from all over the country also gather here. In addition, the surrounding areas
With the Fen River flowing through it and fertile soil on both sides for farming and grazing, it is indeed a good place to establish a foundation and continue family inheritance.
It’s just a pity that right now…
Wang Huai took a deep breath and then exhaled, as if he wanted to spit out the temporary depression with his breath.
At the city gate, because you have to check in and out of the city gate, the flow of people will inevitably become crowded again.
Wang Huaiye naturally could not let his horse trample pedestrians in the street, so he could only rein in the horse and stop slowly.
The surrounding eyes were once again cast on Wang Huai, and this time, these were not just ordinary nobles, but soldiers patrolling the city defense.
Wang Huai swallowed his saliva and suddenly felt a little nervous for some reason.
He had never felt like this in the past, and he was not even interested in taking a look at these big-headed soldiers, but today...
The young horse seemed to be a little anxious and agitated as it waited, snorting and purring, and tapping its front hooves on the street several times.
Wang Huai leaned down and stroked the green horse's neck to express comfort, but the green horse sprayed moisture on his hand.
"This guy……"
Wang Huai smiled and cursed for half a sentence, then suddenly stopped and glanced around. He saw that among the surroundings, they were either ordinary horses, tall mules, or even some short gray donkeys, and as "decent" as he was
He is the only green horse in the world.
"hiss……"
Wang Huai's heart suddenly jumped and he realized that he had done something wrong.
Wang Huai reined in his horse and immediately turned its head. He gave up the idea of going out to hunt in the city and instead headed home.
