In the evening, when the heat subsides, the city becomes lively again. People go out to enjoy the cool air and take a walk, literati have nothing to do, wealthy men and women look for flowers and flowers, and farmers rush back to the city after sunset. There is a lot of traffic coming and going.
Of course, the busiest businesses are not the businesses on both sides of the street. The Ming army's victory in Putiantonghe brothels and wine shops have the best business. With the triumph of the soldiers, tens of thousands of big-headed soldiers with silver rewards have become the thorns in the hearts of the merchants, and they have resorted to various tactics.
Various tricks are used to attract these wealthy people to come and spend money.
In particular, the soldiers who came to the city for fun were all generous with their money. They would not refuse food, drinks and entertainment as long as they suited their taste. They were also the most popular among the merchants. Whenever they saw their presence, they would come up to them and solicit customers. This was also the case for these two
A strange scene in the Japanese capital.
A carriage drove out of Dongchang Hutong and headed east along Shuangnian Street. The old man on the carriage had a relaxed expression and held the reins while driving slowly, shouting and warning passers-by from time to time.
A few dozen steps behind the car, Chang Yu was walking slowly in casual clothes. Next to him was Song Luoyu, a handsome young man in men's clothing. The two of them chatted leisurely side by side, but because of their outstanding appearance, many passersby attracted the attention of passers-by and secretly praised the young man.
"Luo Yu, since you returned to Beijing, you have been staying in the Yamen and not going out for shopping. This is not in line with women's habits." Chang Yu casually gossiped, and Song Luoyu raised his eyebrows: "The city has been crowded, noisy and noisy these days.
It's quiet in the yamen." He said and sighed again: "Besides, things are selling very expensive these days, and these profiteers are just taking advantage of the soldiers to return to the city to raise the prices. It's hateful."
Chang Yu laughed after hearing this, and thought to himself, this means there are too many people. You probably don’t know how many people there will be in Beijing in the future. If it happens to be a New Year or a holiday, there will be no place to do it, let alone a holiday. So he joked:
"I'm afraid it's not because there are so many people and it's noisy, but because you're too obsessed with that person in the Yamen..."
"Sir," Song Luoyu, who was fearless and fearless in murdering people, immediately blushed and became shy when he heard this and glared at Chang Yu.
Seeing the situation, Chang Yu quickly changed the topic and coughed lightly: "Luo Yu, do you know what the economy is?"
Song Luoyu shook his head: "Can I eat it?"
"Not only can you eat but you can also drink." Chang Yu chuckled: "To put it bluntly, this economy is all about spending money and making money. Didn't you just say that prices in the city have risen today?"
"It has gone up. The firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea and wine have all gone up a lot, especially the wine has almost doubled," Song Luoyu said.
"After months of war, the cost of materials has been high, and naturally the selling price has also been high. You say it is shameless for merchants to increase prices, and you feel that the soldiers have been taken advantage of, but you have actually wronged the merchants."
Song Luoyu didn't understand, so Chang Yu explained to her, for example, letting the soldiers enter the city to play, firstly, not to chill the soldiers' morale, and secondly, to stimulate the capital's economy.
Do the soldiers have money now? Yes.
Where did it come from? It was a reward from the imperial court.
Where did the money come from for the imperial court? It was from donations and taxes paid by the people.
However, due to the shortage of supplies in the capital, rising prices will cause inflation... Therefore, the money from the hands of the people must be earned back, and the money from the soldiers must also be spent...
Song Luoyu was confused after hearing this, so he said: "This money has been transferred around and returned to the hands of the people, and many things can be solved after this transfer?"
Chang Yu nodded: "That's right. After going around in a circle, the military pay problem has been solved, the soldiers have money, and then the money is spent, and the people also make money."
"It's amazing, this is the economy...Song." Luo Yu was about to ask deeply when he suddenly frowned and looked at the corner of the street. At the same time, Chang Yu also noticed that side.
Chang Yu is located at a crossroads. Going straight to the east is Chaoyangmen Street, and to the north and south is Dongsi Loupai North and South Street. It is an extremely prosperous place.
At this time, many people gathered in front of a teahouse at the street corner, and there were faint sounds of shouting and cursing. It seemed that someone was arguing, which attracted pedestrians to stop and watch.
Normally, Chang Yu would have no time or interest in this kind of little excitement, but it was different today, because he found soldiers, and they looked like they were soldiers from other provinces in the capital.
Could it be that the soldiers were causing trouble again, and Chang Yu was a little annoyed. It was not dark yet, so he drank too much? After thinking about it, he walked towards it. Song Luoyu raised his eyebrows and touched his belt.
That is no ordinary belt, in fact it is also her weapon, a soft whip!
"Just a few words of apology will be enough. If you don't kowtow three times to my young master to apologize, it will not be over." Two burly men were pushing a big-headed soldier.
The soldier was pushed back repeatedly, and he had to hand over his hands and apologize: "I made an unintentional mistake, I'm sorry..." Several colleagues around him also helped him plead for mercy: "We didn't do it on purpose. I beg this young master."
"You are so noble."
"Damn it, I didn't do it on purpose. If I didn't do it on purpose, I almost maimed him. If he did it on purpose, he wouldn't have killed him." The burly man cursed angrily, while the other one said: "It's okay if you don't kowtow. I'll pay fifty taels of medicine."
Fei, I heard that all of you soldiers have become rich. With military pay and silver rewards, you are all very rich. You should be able to afford to pay for this little money."
"Brother, we really don't have that much money. Besides, we just bumped into each other and were not injured, so we shouldn't pay so much..." Several other soldiers persuaded him.
But two big men yelled at him: "What the hell is it none of your business? Oh, are you going to beat someone? Come quickly, the soldiers are beating people, the soldiers are going to kill people..."
Chang Yu looked outside the circle and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked a woman next to him: "What's going on, auntie?"
"Hey, some soldiers who were not smart enough to walk bumped into the young master who was coming out of the teahouse and knocked him down. No, the young master's servant didn't want to..." The aunt pointed at the servant behind and sneered.
The young master is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but judging from his aristocratic background, he should be quite a bit older.
Sure enough, the eldest brother next to him said in a low voice: "These soldiers are unlucky, they are the young masters of the Xinlehou family."
"Liu Wenbing's son?" Chang Yu was startled, and the eldest brother glanced at him: "You are also brave. If you dare to call him by his name, if his servants hear you, you will be beaten." Then he said: "You are not Xinlehou's son."
, that’s his younger brother Liu Wenzheng!”
It turned out to be this boy, Chang Yu said oh, there are three brothers, Liu Wenbing, the Marquis of Xinle, the second Liu Wenyao is the governor of the left, and the third is the handsome young man in front of him. After the death of Emperor Chongzhen in history, the Emperor of Nanming allowed him to take the title of Xinle.
Bo.
The servant Wu Zhongsheng opened his mouth and shouted, and the onlookers were watching the excitement without fear and started to boo, but a few soldiers were frightened and turned pale. You must know that the military law strictly prohibits disturbance when entering the city. Yesterday, hundreds of people were arrested and punished without being beaten.
Yin, the powerful soldiers like Huang Degong were all captured when they ran back to the camp, not to mention the big-headed soldiers like them who had no backers. Now that they saw the people onlookers roaring, they couldn't resist it. They didn't want to make the matter bigger. A few of them
He just wanted to collect money to make amends. The person involved didn't want to implicate several colleagues, so he gave in and said, "Okay, I will kneel down and kowtow to the young master to make amends."
"Wait a minute!" Just when the soldier was about to kneel down, Chang Yu walked out from the crowd, looking at the soldiers with a pale face, and then at the two burly servants whose eyes passed over the onlookers and finally landed on them.
On your noble son Liu Wenzheng: "I feel very sad!"
"Who the hell are you? It's hard to get over." The waiter spat, raised his head, and pushed towards Chang Yu.
"Be bold!"
"stop!"
Almost at the same time, Song Luoyu and Liu Wenzheng spoke at the same time. The servant was startled and looked back at Liu Wenzheng: "Young Master..."
"Stand down," Liu Wenzheng scolded lightly, walking towards Chang Yu, cupping his hands and saying, "This servant is rude and disrespectful. Don't blame me, sir." He said and cupped his hands towards Song Luoyu with a slightly strange look in his eyes.
To put it bluntly, Liu Wenzheng was also a dandy in the capital. Not only did he have a prominent family background, but his two older brothers were both awesome and coaxed. They also doted on him, so he was not an easy person to talk to.
But he is different from other dudes, that is, he is not so arrogant and arrogant, and he is very discerning. When he saw Chang Yu and Song Luoshu's extraordinary temperament, he knew that they were not ordinary people. If they dare to end up, they must have some background, and they want to be honored in this capital.
There are countless wealthy families, don't encounter any hard nails.
Unexpectedly, Chang Yu ignored him and looked around at the onlookers, who were indignant: "The reason why you are here leisurely watching the excitement, have you ever thought about who was behind the scenes who fought and fought bloody hard to maintain this stability?"
He pointed at the soldiers and said, "That's them!"
"If they hadn't thrown their heads and shed their blood to fight against the Tatars, where would you be now and where would your home be?" He then glared at Liu Wenzheng: "How many soldiers died in battle to keep you safe? These are the ones who are on the battlefield."
In the face of fierce enemies, they never lowered their heads even if their heads were cut off or bleeding. But now they are forced to kneel down and kowtow by the people they protect. It is really a great irony. How can people's hearts be so cold and vicious? You are so shameless.
Don't you have any dignity at all when you reach such a position?"
Chang Yu roared angrily, seriously scolding the onlookers, who turned red in the face. Many people watched shamelessly and quietly dispersed.