Retreat from the rapids?
Fang Xuanling is really tempted!
Since I joined the Qin Palace as the administrator and secretary, I have worked hard for several years. I have been involved in government affairs for half my life, and I have never been able to have a moment of leisure. In the past, it was fashionable to be young and strong, and I was also complacent because of my high position and power...
But in recent years, I have often felt powerless. Last year, there was a heavy snowfall in Guanzhong. The huge pressure kept Fang Xuanling awake all night and almost collapsed.
Why?
Not enough energy...
If you can really retreat and feel safe, that would be great.
At Fang Xuanling's age, status, and realm of life, power, reputation, and money have long been indifferent to ordinary people. What he cares about is whether the country's political affairs can run smoothly, what he cares about is whether the hungry and cold people can live well, and what he cares about is His Majesty Li Er's heavy trust...
It would indeed be a great pleasure to retreat, teach students, do some learning, and spend time with old friends to drink tea and enjoy the moon and the wind.
Just like what the second child said, no matter how reluctant you are to go, there will be a day when you have to go?
It's just a pity. How could His Majesty allow it?
His Majesty Li Er would not allow it, either emotionally or politically.
Fang Xuanling sighed leisurely...
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Since the beginning of spring, where is the busiest place in Guanzhong?
It’s not Pingkangfang, where famous prostitutes gather, and people with makeup and makeup are popular. It’s not Ci’en Temple, where pilgrims gather, and there are thousands of believers. It’s not Qujiang Pool, where tourists and literati gather. It’s the Fang Family outside Xinfeng City, at the foot of Lishan Mountain. Bay.
If asked about Fangjiawan a year ago, even the most familiar merchants in Chang'an City would be confused.
But now, even a lady who has never left the house can still say one, two, three...
Gathering merchants from all over the world to distribute Guanzhong Department Store.
Here, it has become the Guanzhong freight distribution center, with new boom loading and unloading, new warehousing and transportation, new trading methods...
This is a completely new place, and everything is new.
Li Chengqian, dressed in a brocade robe, walked on the street and looked around with interest. Everything he saw felt fresh.
His father personally ordered him to express condolences to Fang Jun. However, when he was preparing to go to Fang's mansion early in the morning, he was informed by the officials of the East Palace that Fang Jun had been recuperating in Fangjiawan for many days and was not in the mansion.
Li Chengqian was very curious. He was born in Chang'an and grew up in Guanzhong, but why he had never heard of Fangjiawan?
Little did he know that since he was impeached by the imperial censor last time and was ordered to do so by His Majesty Li Er, he has been working in the East Palace and Chongwen Hall, and he has become a little ignorant...
Of course, it is not true that he is deaf to what is going on outside the window. At least he is still aware of the fact that Fang Jun punched King Li You of Qi and scolded King Li Tai of Wei in the "Charcoal Seller" to stay behind closed doors. Of course, he also enjoyed hearing about it...
It's just that I don't think this kid has any abilities, he's just a fool.
However, the assassination of His Majesty Lishan Xingyuan greatly changed Li Chengqian's impression of Fang Jun.
And it's not just him. Once this incident comes out, everyone from the big bosses in the court to the princes, to the traffickers and thugs, who can't raise their thumbs and say "Fang Erlang has the talent"?
Riding alone to stop the enemy at the Jingshui Bridge, he rescued Her Royal Highness the Princess, and bravely cut off the suspension bridge at the last moment, causing the rebels to retreat and be wiped out... This plot has now been made into various jokes and storytellers in various teahouses. The gentleman praised me over and over again and again!
Li Chengqian took a deep breath, looked at the people coming and going at the busy dock, and sighed: "I discovered for the first time that Fang Er's hard worker not only has strong fists, but also has a good mind..."
Du He, who was wearing a soap-colored gown next to him and had fine features, was also a little surprised: "Yeah, that guy seems to have suddenly enlightened..."
The two looked at each other in disbelief.
Speaking of which, although Fang Jun is a bit older than these two, they got along very well in the past. When Fang Xuanling served as Prince Zhanshi, Fang Jun often followed his father to play in the East Palace, and he was very familiar with Li Chengqian.
However, Fang Jun has always given people the impression that he is dull and dull, and is not good at words. Although he is extremely strong and skilled in fists and kicks, he is always timid and fearful of things and has no independent opinion.
But since the beginning of winter last year, this man has changed a lot.
In this aspect, Du He's senses are much more intuitive than that of Prince Li Chengqian. After all, Li Chengqian only heard it, but Du He saw it with his own eyes.
Just think about the punch that Zuixianlou punched King Qi Li You in the face, and the madness in the Forbidden Palace when he beat Princess Linchuan's consort Zhou Daowu...
We are the same person, why is the gap so big?
Li Chengqian looked at the ships coming and going on the Weishui River and sighed: "With such a dock, it is not difficult to make a fortune in the future, right?"
The currency in circulation in the Tang Dynasty was copper coins, but large transactions were sometimes settled in gold, but there was absolutely no such thing as silver.
Since the Qin and Han Dynasties, gold has been a symbol of precious value. Emperors of the Western Han Dynasty especially liked to give gold to their ministers. Gold has been the most popular store of value until modern times. After the Wuhu Incident and hundreds of years of great division and turmoil, until the Sui and Tang Dynasties, everyone was willing to accept gold as a means of large-scale payment.
But silver is different.
Is silver money?
It can be counted, but it is not circulated. For example, in the 21st century, how much money would you pay when buying a car at the Fourth Son Store? Even if you give it, will others want it?
Until the Song Dynasty, silver was mostly used as a kind of property rewarded by emperors to their ministers. It was valuable but not circulated.
For example, Fang Jun can casually reward his servant with a dime of silver. The servant will be very happy because this is money! But it can’t be used to buy things on the street. No one wants it...
Du He scratched his head and thought, how could I know?
He is a veritable second-generation ancestor who is proficient in everything about eating, drinking and having fun, but asking him about economics is tantamount to asking a blind person.
But when the prince asks a question, it's not good if he doesn't answer...
As soon as he raised his head, he saw a person walking in a hurry not far away. Du He's face was filled with joy and he quickly waved: "Huai Gong!"
The man was stunned when he heard someone greeting him. He glanced around blankly and found Du He, who was dressed like the second generation of a slut...
He trotted over quickly and said with an apologetic smile: "Hey, Erlang, you come to a place like this too? It's really rare!"
Du He said impatiently: "Does your family have business here?"
This person was Du Huaigong, the eldest son of the Du family in Xinfeng. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "What Erlang said, which family with some wealth in Guanzhong doesn't have some business in Fangjiawan? Uh..."
Just as he was talking, Du Huaigong suddenly saw Li Chengqian behind Du He. He didn't dare to recognize him at first, but after taking a few glances, he confirmed it. But he was also alert. He knew that there were many people here and didn't reveal his identity. He just bowed to Li Chengqian respectfully: "I've seen... Da Lang!"
This "Dalang" call made Li Chengqian feel very happy.
Li Tai, what if you can please your father?
Why don't you just obediently call me big brother? My brother is the boss!
Then he said pleasantly: "You don't have to be polite when you go out. Are you from the Du family too?"
Du Huaigong said: "Return to Dalang, my father Du Lianzhong."
Li Chengqian nodded: "Oh."
do not know……
Du He said carelessly: "Are you going there in a hurry? You are in a hurry. If a young man has some determination, he will not change his face even if the mountain collapses in front of him!"
The corner of Du Huaigong's mouth twitched, "Pull him down. You, a dog-meat bastard who can't stand on the table, are you going to teach me a lesson?"
It's just that although Du Ruhui is not the head of the Du family and has been dead for many years, he still has the power of death. There are many good friends with Du Ruhui in the Tang Dynasty. There will be many places where Du He will be needed in the future, so he must Be respectful.
Furthermore, Du Hena is also the Prince Consort, the Emperor's son-in-law. He meets Tian Yan from time to time, and his status is different...
Then he smiled and said, "What Erlang taught you... is just that the servant reported back that at midnight yesterday, a shipload of Sichuan tung oil arrived at the dock. The store at home happened to be out of stock, so my father sent him down to buy some."
Li Chengqian asked curiously: "If you are just buying goods, why don't you go to the riverside dock instead of going this way?"
The direction they were walking was towards the center of the pier, which was also the road to the back hill of Fangjiawan, just opposite to the pier.
Du Huaigong said with a smile: "Da Lang doesn't know. If you want to buy or sell goods at Fangjiawan Wharf, you can't do it privately. You have to go to the exchange."
"Exchange?"
Li Chengqian was at a loss.
