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Chapter 16 The Hateful Song People

When eating mutton, you must eat it in large chunks to enjoy it, and white water mutton cooked in clean water is the most delicious. When eating pork, you must cook it carefully, add a lot of seasonings, and slowly let the flavor enter the meat, fully

When combined with fat, it becomes a delicious food.

A pig weighing more than 100 kilograms was too much to eat. A pot of braised pork disappeared in an instant. When the braised pork ribs were served, Yun Zheng went to find a pair of chopsticks, but when he came back, he found that they were gone again.

Qing Yijie Guizhang is a person who takes good care of his friends, but after he starts eating, he usually forgets the existence of his friends. Watching Yun Zheng make pancakes with broth to eat, he can't help but feel a little embarrassed. He always feels that he needs to help Yun Zheng make them.

What can I do to make up for my mistakes?

"The leader said that all merchants are greedy, and you are no exception!"

Yun Zheng stuffed the pancake into his mouth and looked at Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang resentfully and said: "The old leader is right, he travels thousands of miles just for money. If there is no profit to be made, I will go crazy to eat from Wen Ru Ru.

In the spring of Shu, I ran to the plateau and was burned like charcoal."

After swallowing the cake, he looked at Qing Yi and said again: "I just do the transaction as a matter of friendship. Although it seems that I am suffering a loss in the moment, in the long run, I will make a lot of money."

For example, are you willing to do business with me now, or with others?"

Qing Yijie Guizhang nodded and said: "Of course we will do business with you, we are friends!"

"That's it. When others do business with you, they not only ask you, but also give you generous gifts. In the end, they may not be able to do your business. It's different for me. I want to please all the people in Qingtang.

I am good friends with everyone in Qingtang, that’s why you look at me differently. Eating a meal of rotten pork will make you feel guilty. This is friendship. In my opinion, people who don’t know how to use friendship to do business are actually

They are all idiots.

By the way, when you meet the old leader, tell me about the thirty-odd horses I have here. If the old leader does not allow it, I will exchange these horses for other items. In short, you cannot violate the rules set by the old leader.

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"It's only about thirty horses, I can do this job!" Qing Yijie Guizhang was a little dissatisfied.

"Stop talking, Qingtang horses are not allowed to escape. This is the rule of Qingtang. Since we have set the rules, we must abide by them. The Qingtang tribe can only be independent for twenty years. At this time, we must respect the rules we have set. This

If you don’t abide by it all the time, how do you expect that you can still abide by it fifty years from now?”

Yun Zheng did not accept Qing Yi's kindness. These horses were given to Yun Zheng by patients. Logically speaking, there would be no problem if they did not report them. Gifts given by Qingtang people are not allowed to be taken back, otherwise it would be against Qing.

Yun Zheng estimated that Jiao Siluo would not take back the insult from the Tang people. Once he took it back, it would be looked down upon by the Qingtang people, because it was indeed a gift from the herdsmen and was not obtained through other means. People on the grassland would spit on it.

It’s a pit, and it’s hard to change.

It's hard to say Jiao Si Luo, Yun Zheng has to speak out for himself. Although part of his purpose in Qingtang is Qingtang Ma, the most important purpose is to enter Xixia as a Qingtang person and fulfill his dream. This

No matter how careful you are, you can never be too careful.

Miaochuan City is right in front of you. It is not too high or too big. It has a city wall made of stones that is more than ten feet high. There is no moat or a bunker to protect the city. It is a rough wall made of thick logs nailed together.

The city gate was wide open, and people could be seen coming and going in the city.

The army is stationed outside the castle. This castle is not even as good as the Beichuan County seat that Yun Zheng has seen, but it is the capital of the Qingtang tribe that controls the six hundred miles of Huanghuang. Its status is second only to Qingtang City in importance.

The number of people entering the city could not exceed a hundred people. Yunzheng did not bring a hundred people into Miaochuan. He only brought Guanjia Lu, Peng Jiu, Han Niu and Monkey, driving a mule cart and lightly packed into Miaochuan with some gifts.

city.

The government office in Qingtang is extremely crude. A slightly larger adobe house is the destination of Yun Zheng's trip, the tax office! The person who accompanied Yun Zheng here was Dong Xiang's cronies. Unexpectedly, this guy was actually a tax office himself.

The leader entered the tax office with familiarity, and took Yun Zheng to meet the ambassador of the tax office in Qingtang, a Han Chinese wearing a turban. When he entered, he was holding a book and reading, saluting and narrating.

Yun Zheng glanced at it casually and found that it turned out to be a "Bamboo Book Chronicle".

This is not surprising, as long as people who deal with numbers and words, whether in Xixia or Qingtang, most of them are Han people, and the remaining ones are the famous Semu people, who are said to be able to squeeze out things from stones.

A cunning person born of oil.

"Sir, you have come all the way, so you must have gained a lot from this trip!"

This middle-aged man named Gong Feng is not too annoying, and he speaks with a touch of elegance. He does not have the aura of a Semu man who looks at everyone as if they are goods and is ready to discuss the price.

"Brother Gong Feng is based in Miaochuan City. It's no wonder that the place is rich in resources and people. My trip is indeed worthwhile. Before I arrived at Qingtang, the goods have been sold out. This is all due to the great honor of the envoy."

Yun Zheng made a bow to the south in vain to show his respect for his fellow servant. Although he was chatting and laughing on the outside, he was alarmed in his heart. Although "Bamboo Book Chronicles" only has thirteen chapters, it is majestic and majestic.

It tells the story of the rise and fall of dynasties. This is not a book that ordinary people can understand. One of the must-read subjects of imperial art is "Bamboo Chronicles".

If Yun Zheng guessed correctly, this person may not be the ambassador of the tax office, but should be the mastermind of Jiao Siluo. However, I have never heard of the name Gong Feng. You must know that before Yun Zheng set out, other

Nothing was done, the only thing he did was to read the biographies of outstanding characters from Qingtang and Xixia that Xiaolin found.

Yun Zheng thought for a long time and determined that there was no one named Gong Feng in Xiao Lin's information. The more this happened, the more Yun Zheng felt that this person was extraordinary and he needed to be careful in dealing with him.

It is the habit of the Han people to greet each other first and then talk about business. Gong Feng was no exception. When he talked about the scenery of Hanoi with Yun Zheng, he sighed and said that he had not been back to Hanoi for ten years to visit the graves of his dead ancestors. It was really unfilial.

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It would be strange for a scholar who surrendered to a foreign race to still have the concept of filial piety. The north of the Yellow River is Hanoi. During the Warring States Period, Hanoi was the territory of the Wei State. At the end of the Qin Dynasty, Sima Xian was granted the title of King of Yin by Xiang Yu, and his capital was in Hanoi.

When Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty came to the throne, he established the Yin State, and the following year it was renamed Hanoi County. It is located southeast of Taihang Mountain and north of the Yellow River. Together with Hedong County and Henan County, it is collectively known as Sanhe.

People there have a habit of fastening their belt buttons on the left side. It is said that this is to commemorate Sima Yi, a wise man in Hanoi. Monk Wugou told this to himself as a joke, so Yun Zheng only needed to take a look.

The position of this man's belt shows that he is talking nonsense.

"Young Master Yun is an official of the seventh rank at such a young age. It's really enviable. I think back then Gong Feng lived in poverty for ten years and was worn out by iron inkstones. He wanted to rely on what he had learned to become a high-ranking official, but it was impossible. I don't know, Young Master.

Whose path did you follow to become the distinguished official you are today?"

Yun Zheng frowned and said: "Brother Gong Feng, by the way, official positions are important weapons of the country. How can they be given and accepted privately? Yun Zheng first entered the official position because he was gifted by the official family and was rewarded with the idle position of a minister.

, Later, when the military position in Shuzhong became vacant, I took up a military position and was ridiculed by the world. My brother cannot reveal my secret pain!"

Seeing Yun Zheng's displeasure, Gong Feng stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Yeah, this is my fault. Brother Yun, please understand Brother Yu's depression of not being ranked first for many years. His words will inevitably be harsh."

After Yun Zheng returned the gift, he didn't plan to stay here any longer. This bastard was deliberately irritating himself and wanted to find out some clues. It would be better not to deal with such people too much.

"My little brother's trip to Qingtang has been very profitable. Since I have made a profit, it is my duty to pay taxes according to the regulations. Here are the caravan's account books. I would like to ask Brother Gong Feng to inspect them!"

Gong Feng kept talking about what was easy to say, but his eyes were scanning the account books. After a while, he put down the account books and said to Yun Zheng: "The accounts are very clear. Brother Yun's method of doing business is quite novel. He doesn't use copper coins, he just does business."

It is rare to see such a big heart in bartering to benefit the people. But as the old saying goes, if there is no profit, it will be too late. What is the reason for Young Master Yun to abandon the huge profit?"

"Yun only wants a long life. Brother Gong Feng can see from the account books that he has already made a profit of 70%. Aren't you satisfied with such a profit? The most important thing in doing business is mutual benefit. Only in this way can business be done

We have been doing it for a long time, and now the land of Qingtang is safe and happy, and it is a rare treasure land for merchants. If we give up a few cents of profit, as long as we can continue the business for a long time, what do those profits mean?"

Gong Feng chuckled and said: "I'm afraid this business is more than 70 cents profit for young brother. I heard that the officials of the Song Dynasty have issued a frugal order. I'm afraid the accumulated silk in Shu has already piled up like a mountain."

, The officials of the Great Song Dynasty knew how to care for the people, aren't you afraid of bringing down the simple style of Qingtang?"

Yunzheng stood up, looked at Gong Feng and said word by word: "The price of goods is always negotiated on the spot. Silk in Sichuan is indeed cheap, but Yunzheng is the only one who can transport it to Qingtang. Could it be the ambassador?"

Are you ready to collect the commercial tax from the Song Dynasty?"

This man speaks very viciously, and the crime of bringing bad morals to the people is worthy of beheading. What on earth is he going to do?

Gong Feng laughed loudly and said: "Brother, don't be anxious. Gong Feng is just saying that most of the silk you sell has become an object of worship to gods and heaven. It will not lead to bad folk customs. Since the accounts are clear, I will give it to you."

Young brother, let’s make a pledge.”

This guy can be considered a somewhat capable person. The four-poster tent seems to have no difficulty for him. With a little movement of calculations in his hand, he quickly calculated the final amount. Yun Zheng needs to pay one hundred and thirty in Qingtang during this trip.

The tax is always 0,700 yuan.

This was pretty much the same as what Yun Zheng had calculated. Seeing this guy smiling, Yun Zheng suddenly had a strange thought. (To be continued)


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