If high-ranking officials gather for a drink in Bianliang, it will be a feast of gold, purple, silver and green, with numerous crowns and hats. This is because Tokyo in Bianliang was the center of the Song Dynasty.
Even though the banquet held by the governor of Jeju was filled with local officials and gentry, there was not even one worthy of wearing a scarlet uniform.
Yang Lin was walking through the city and happened to pass by a slightly run-down street. The leading Jeju government official had an incomprehensible look in his eyes and said for no reason: "Although this place is close, it is a dirty place. Let's take a detour."
"I'm hungry. I'm not walking anywhere. When I came here, I climbed a few barren mountains. Let's go through here."
The other officials looked embarrassed, but they still did not dare to disobey. They all looked at the companion who spoke first in surprise.
Lu Wang, who was beside Yang Lin, saw this and lowered his head to whisper a few words to Yang Lin. Yang Lin whispered: "We are just passing by, don't mind your own business."
Lu Wang turned his head, but kept looking at the Jeju man who pointed out the shortcut.
The officer lowered his head, not daring to face the eyes of his companions or those around the imperial envoy.
After a while, I entered this street, and there were many beggars in tattered clothes on both sides. They watched this team of brightly-clad soldiers passing by with their hands in their sleeves, their eyes as dull as clay sculptures, and they could only be seen occasionally.
He moved, raised his sleeves, and quickly wiped away the snot flowing to his mouth.
On both sides were some thatches spread on the ground, and there were many skinny people lying motionless on them, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
Jeju seems a bit poor here.
Yang Lin waved and wanted to call the man over, but unfortunately he lowered his head and didn't see it.
Lu Wang kept paying attention, so he went over and patted him on the shoulder, shouting: "The imperial envoy called you, can't you hear me?"
The gentleman's eyes were wide-eyed, as if he was very frightened. He walked over and stammered in agreement: "What are the imperial envoy's orders for me?"
Yang Lin didn't ask directly, but said in a casual manner: "What's your name?"
"He Tao, the villain, is the arrest envoy of the three capitals here. He was ordered by the governor to escort Yang Qinqian."
He Tao? Yang Lin suddenly felt that it sounded familiar. Isn't this the patrol officer whose ears were cut off in Water Margin? Unexpectedly, there really is such an official in Jeju.
"Are these all your beggars from Jeju Prefecture?"
"The imperial envoy has a keen eye. These are our people in Jeju Prefecture."
Speaking is an art, and the benefits are endless if you learn it.
With just one sentence, Yang Lin suddenly understood that this low-ranking official must know the inside story, but he was afraid that he would be in a den of snakes and rats with Fu Yin, so he did not dare to report it.
This was not the place to talk, so Yang Lin didn't ask any questions, and soon arrived at Li Chongwen's residence.
To Yang Lin's expectation, this house in the dilapidated Jeju Prefecture actually looked extremely luxurious. The house stretched from West Street to the south bank of the river, covering an area of 100 acres and containing more than 500 houses.
The buildings in the mansion are well-organized and well-proportioned, with towering pavilions and extraordinary magnificence.
Entering the main door, the middle door, you are faced with the living room with stone foundation and wooden pillars. It has square flower windows and partition doors. The interior and exterior rooms are decorated with large wood carvings of flowers and birds, giving it an antique look.
Yang Lin was secretly speechless. They all said that Bianliang was a rich and wealthy house, and the outside was a poor and remote place. I don't think this house would be shy in the west city of Bianliang where rich people gathered.
Li Chongwen's whole family stood in front of the door. They stepped forward with a smile and said: "I pay homage to Imperial Envoy Yang. Thank you for your hard work coming all the way."
In this era, people don’t use the word “sir”. The word “sir” is used to refer to one’s father. Generally, when officials meet their superiors, they will call those who are familiar with the promotion favors “enxiang”. Otherwise, most of them will refer to their official positions. And unless they are offering sacrifices to heaven and ancestors.
Or when there is a great court meeting, or when you have committed a serious crime that will cause death to heaven and earth, you must confess and repent, otherwise you will not kneel down. Even when you meet the emperor, you will bow down and bow, which is considered a salute.
Yang Lin clasped his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Thank you for the banquet hosted by Fuyin Li. I sent him to Jeju. I saw singing and dancing everywhere, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. This is all thanks to Fuyin Li."
As soon as he said these words, the brilliance in He Tao's eyes gradually disappeared and became dim. However, Li Chongwen was very happy and said with a smile: "The imperial envoy is so complimentary, please come in quickly."
There was a different scene in the hall. The room was as cool as autumn, with silver basins hanging high on the walls and filled with shaved ice to cool off the heat.
According to reports, sitting high on the main seat was a heroic young man with good appearance, rosy complexion, and wearing a scarlet suit. He was Yang Lin.
The hall was full, most of them were wearing brocade clothes, and they looked like wealthy and Thai gentry. These were all invited by Li Chongwen to accompany his guests.
Next to each person sat a beautiful lady in full makeup, wearing a spring blouse with narrow sleeves and a colorful spring dress, which fully exposed the beautiful curves of her breasts and slim waist.
Yang Lin has concluded in his heart that this is a nest of corrupt officials, and it seems that Jeju government is in a terrible state.
Originally, he wanted to wait for Song Jiang to recruit some people, and then he would take them to Mizhou to reopen the shipping company.
But this damn bastard is so extravagant and lustful. When he thinks that he still has to run around while these rotten people are comfortably emptying the country of its people's wealth and wealth behind his back, Yang Lin becomes furious.
From this point of view, the so-called ignorant people on the streets are also the work of these people.
For a moment, Yang Lin really wanted to order all of them to be cut down, and then check them one by one. He could guarantee that there were not many unjust, false, and wrong cases.
The beauty served the wine, and the wine went into his throat. Yang Lin drank it up in one gulp. He only felt that the wine was bitter and could not taste anything else.
The whole house was changing cups and cups, Yang Lin and the others were making excuses, and no one could see anything strange.
Only the people around Yang Lin could see that his eyes were a little different, and seemed to be colder than usual.
When Li Chongwen saw him like this, he just thought that he had guessed it. The imperial envoy's strange behavior before was because he disliked him for not giving gifts.
After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, the beautiful maids who served him stood up and left their seats.
Several servants brought in a wooden box, and when they opened it, they found a clay sculpture covered with red silk. Li Chongwen said: "Suwen Zhuangyuanlang is well versed in Taoism and won the first place in the palace examination. We, the Jeju officials and gentry, will give you a Taoist king."
Like, there are infinite mysteries inside.”
Yang Lin smiled and said: "In this case, Yang is being disrespectful."
A group of people sent Yang Lin out of the Li Mansion, waved goodbye, and Yang Lin took the people back to the restaurant.
In the bedroom of the restaurant, Yang Lin ordered someone to open the newly acquired golden nanmu treasure-embedded official suitcase. Inside the box was a clay sculpture. Strangely, it was not a statue of Daojun.
"There are so many wonderful things inside?" Yang Lin sneered, pulled out the simple knife from Lu Wang's arms, and chopped it off with the back of the knife.
With a bang, the clay sculpture cracked, and gold, jewelry, and stones were scattered all over the clay sculpture. They were so jewel-like and dazzling.
Yang Lin said in a deep voice: "Lu Wang, go and bring me the little official named He Tao." Thanks to Brother Feng for the ten thousand reward, I can't repay him, I can only add a few more chapters tomorrow. Thanks to the heroic Bronze 2
I have been depressed all my life, thank you to the bronze boss for being promoted to helmsman. Thank you to Luonian City for your rewards, and thank you to my brothers for your constant rewards. There are also some familiar IDs: Yun and You, I am reading a book every day, Chen Er
Cat, do you still remember the elegant starry sky? This reward is made by hand. Don’t blame me for omissions.