"Ping'er, this road is so smooth, it doesn't seem to have many bumps."
Mother and Zhao Ping sat on a carriage and were full of praise for it.
"That's right, on the road in the past, people could bump their heads to the roof of the car." Cuizhu saw her mother happy and also praised: "Madam, this road is separated and not crowded at all. It won't take half a day, I'm afraid. Able to reach Chengdu.”
Accompanied by Wang Guo'er, Zhao Long, Cuizhu, Huang Xiaoniu, etc., my mother and Zhao Ping arrived in Chengdu by car.
Huang Xiaoniu secretly looked at Zhao Ping, not daring to speak like Cuizhu.
She didn't dare to ask for too much, after all, she relied on Zhao Ping as Zhao Ping's personal bodyguard.
When she came to Jintang County from Xixian County, she had been feeling uneasy.
After all, apart from a little martial arts, she has no other strengths.
The only thing that Zhao Ping can remember is that she once saved Zhao Ping's life.
Even with her own appearance, she couldn't help but feel ashamed in front of Zhao Ping's mother.
The little saint's mother was not only young, but also extremely beautiful.
She thought Mother Zhao Ping would not tolerate her, but she didn't expect that she just smiled kindly, took a bracelet, and put it on her hand.
When she saw the bracelet, she was so excited that she burst into tears and almost didn't sleep that night.
She didn't dare to speak now, she just touched the bracelet with her hand and smiled on her face.
Although she didn't speak, she occasionally looked at Zhao Ping and felt that her heart was full of happiness and sweetness.
For her, being able to stay with Zhao Ping and secretly take a look at him is a kind of happiness.
Not only is Huang Xiaoniu here, but Chen Yiyi is also here this time. Her sweater weaving skills are very good and she stands out in Xixian County.
Zhao Ping planned to open a sweater workshop in Chengdu and give it to Qin Yulong, the prefect of Chengdu, as a gift to prevent them from always nagging that Zhao Ping would focus the workshop on Jintang County.
Chengdu has undergone many changes in the past few months, and its popularity is recovering.
Chengdu was sacked twice by the Hu people, which was far inferior to Jiading. It was only attacked once by the Hu people.
Chengdu was not only looted by the barbarians on an unprecedented scale, but also turned the former land of abundance into a hell on earth.
"Zhang San, are you going back to Chengdu?" Li Si looked at Zhang San in a teahouse in Neijiang and asked.
Both of them were from Chengdu and had fled from Chengdu when the Hu people first attacked it.
Zhang San and Li Si were doing business in Neijiang, and they rarely went to teahouses.
Today, the two of them were finally free and agreed to have tea together.
Zhang San thought for a while, shook his head, and sighed: "Go back and die? Hu people have sacked Chengdu twice."
"Zhang San, this time is different. Not only has the Chengdu Palace been rebuilt, but also the Zhizhi Envoy Palace." Li Si felt that Zhang San was too timid, so he reminded him.
Zhang San couldn't help but smile bitterly: "We are ordinary people, with children and old people. If we encounter barbarians looting, I'm afraid we won't have time to run out, and our heads will already fall to the ground."
"Then don't you want to go back?" Li Si wanted to go back to Chengdu, so it was best to have a companion, so he patiently persuaded him, "There will be no temple like this after passing this mountain."
Zhang San still smiled bitterly and kept shaking his hands: "It's another move, and it's hundreds of miles away, not just a few dozen miles away. It's difficult to move to Chengdu, and it's even harder to move from Chengdu to Neijiang."
"Houses and shops in Chengdu are now extremely cheap, with prices less than one-tenth of the previous price. If you start now, you will definitely make money, and it will be miserable." Li Si still did not give up and continued to persuade.
There is no conflict in the business between the two. Zhang San is in the cloth business and Li Si is in the grain business, so there is no competition.
The two of them had a good family relationship, so Li Si still did not give up persuasion.
Zhang San thought for a while, and finally sighed: "I also want to make money, but I have to have a life."
"Don't worry about this. The little sage has moved Zhaojiazhuang to Jintang County, the northeast gate of Chengdu Prefecture. It has changed from a hell on earth to a paradise on earth." Knowing Zhang San's worries, Li Si simply gave an example.
Zhang San couldn't believe it and looked at Li Si with wide eyes: "Really or not?"
"Of course it's true. The wealth of Jintang County has long surpassed that of Neijiang. But it's too late to go to Jintang now. It's better to go to Chengdu." Li Si took out a copy of the "Da Song Zhonghua News" from the tea house and pointed at the newspaper.
Zhang San took the newspaper, read it, and drank tea: "Let me think about it."
"What are you still thinking about? The Little Sage's security team is already in Xixian County to keep the barbarians out of Sichuan?" Seeing Zhang San being so timid, Li Siji persuaded him.
Zhang San looked pale and shook his head in pain: "It's dangerous now."
"I don't understand what the danger is." Li Si felt more and more that Zhang San was too cowardly.
Zhang San put down the report and analyzed the reason: "What's the danger? Chengdu is safer, but the little saint is in danger. The little saint is in danger, and Chengdu also loses security."
Li Siyi thought, he didn't expect that the little saint was also in danger, so he stopped trying to persuade him.
"The little saint has returned to Jintang County." A tea guest named Wang Wu heard the two talking and couldn't help but chat.
Zhang San thought for a while and bowed his hands to this man named Wang Wu: "Does the little saint think that Xi County is not safe and has to return to Jintang County?"
"On the contrary, the little sage forced the barbarians to negotiate, and then he returned to Chengdu with confidence. The security team still stayed in Xixian County." Wang Wu said quietly to Zhang San and Li Si while returning the courtesy.
Zhang San looked at Wang Wu suspiciously and felt incredible: "How did you know?"
"It's very simple, because I am in the tea business and represent Little Saint Zui Chunfeng, so I am relatively well-informed." At this point, he said to the two of them, "I have purchased a shop in Chengdu and plan to leave tomorrow. "
Hearing this, Zhang San and Li Si glanced at each other, and saw each other nodded, no longer hesitating: "Okay, I will leave tomorrow too. Go to Chengdu early, otherwise there will be no store if you are late."
When Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Wu and others came to Chengdu, it turned out that Chengdu had undergone great changes.
Almost half of the people have returned to Chengdu, and people are building houses.
Zhang San saluted Wang Wu and Li Si and said gratefully: "Thank you two, I finally bought a store."
"What's the price?" Wang Wu was very sensitive to price. After all, he took the risk and asked people to help him buy it.
Zhang San and Li Si looked at each other, both of them were very embarrassed.
Zhang San sighed: "Sure enough, I arrived late. The price has tripled and the location is not ideal."
"It's not too late for you. The price hasn't returned to its original position yet, and it's still running ahead of others." Wang Wu was happy in his heart, but he expressed sympathy on his face and hurriedly comforted him.
With the free labor of tens of thousands of Hu people, half of Chengdu has been rebuilt.
Since the larger old site in Chengdu is still there, Jintang is basically a blank. In addition, people are nostalgic for the past, so it is basically built according to the original model.
Not only have many changes occurred in the homes of ordinary people, but even greater changes have occurred in the government.
For example, the Zhizhishi Yamen was in Chongqing. With the help of Zhao Ping, the Zhizhishi Yamen returned to Chengdu.
The Yamen Zhizhishi Yamen is a rebuilt antique building, using Zhao Ping's immortal cement, and was built free of charge by Xiyang.
Yu Jie was extremely satisfied when she saw this lime-cement building that could not be destroyed by a knife or burned by fire, with dozens of houses on the first floor and the first floor.
After hearing that the concierge came to visit through Zhao Ping, accompanied by officials such as Wang Jian, Ran Jing, Ran Pu, Wang Weizhong, and Tang Yi, he went out and stood at the door to greet him.
The mother, wearing a curtain hat, stepped forward and said, "Mr. Zhao Li from An has seen the remaining envoys, and she doesn't dare to do you any favors."
"Zhao An is an admirable person. He single-handedly raised a young man who is famous all over the world for his talent and beauty. I admire him, I admire him!" Yu Jie supported him with both hands, looked at the taller Zhao Ping, showed a smile, and said in a deep voice.
Then he introduced Wang Jian and others to his mother, saying that she was blessed with ten thousand blessings. These people hurriedly returned the gift and expressed their admiration.
After Zhao Ping greeted them, Liu Ang also came up to greet them, which greatly enhanced his sense of presence in front of important people.
Only then did he know why he was able to be relegated from Changyuan County to Jintang County. He was not unjustly defeated!
Fortunately, I saw the opportunity and changed quickly, otherwise my bones would have gone without knowing where they were.
He became more determined to follow the path of the little saint forever.
My mother came to thank me, and everyone got a generous gift.
Not only are there the gifts that Zhao Ping gave them last time, but there are also Zhaojiazhuang crystal cups and good paper like rice paper.
Of course, sweaters and clam oil that have just been put into production are also available.
At the same time, there is also alcohol produced by Zhaojiazhuang that is nominally medical alcohol, but is actually highly concentrated nectar and jade liquor.
These generals preferred Qiongjiang wine and Yuye wine, while literati like Tang Yi preferred Zhao's rice paper.
Now that we have entered late autumn, sweaters are even more popular.
But they all have a common hobby, which is crystal clear crystal cups, which are priceless treasures.
After some pleasantries, Yu Jie said to Zhao Ping and his son: "Zhao An, it was Zhuo Jing who invited you here this time. I will take you back to meet Zhuo Jing."
Yu Jie's mansion is right next to the administrative office. It was left by a wealthy businessman in the past.
The Hu people sacked Chengdu twice, and the wealthy businessmen and their families fled to Lin'an, where they were occupied by the Hu people Qiqi Hagel, the pseudo-prefect.
This is a mansion with dozens of acres, complete with rockeries, pools, pavilions, waterside pavilions, and attics. The winding railings lead directly to the depths of the quiet scriptures.
The gate was guarded by a guard. When they saw the remaining steps coming, they all saluted.
After walking through the winding path and arriving at an independent courtyard, a gatekeeper shouted: "The Zhizhi envoy is returning home!"
"Welcome the envoy." Immediately, Yu Jie's family members came out one after another and bowed neatly.
Yu Jie looked at Zhao Ping and his son, smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "I can't beat them, so I have to do this!"
It seems that Yu Jie is the backbone of the family and has a very high status.
Maybe Yu Jie likes to show off, and her family members do it intentionally.
Mrs. Yujie's wife Yu Liu's charm is still there. She looks about forty years old at most, with fair skin, plump figure, willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes.
"Although I am only forty-seven this year, I still feel like I am fifty." Seeing Zhao Ping's surprise, Yu Jie had to explain.
Zhao Ping stepped forward and bowed deeply, saying with sincere admiration: "Yu Wengweng has spent his whole life working for Sichuan, so Ping'er feels that "Loyalty to the Country" is the most suitable."
After hearing this, Yu Jie burst out laughing.
Zhao Ping was so good at talking that he spoke from his heart.
"I've met my father." At this time, a handsome couple in their twenties stepped forward and saluted him.
Yu Jie nodded and introduced Zhao Ping and his son to his family.
At this time, my mother took off her curtain and hat, revealing her face that was as beautiful as a fairy and as bright as a peach or plum.
Yu Jie's daughter-in-law, Murong Qianqian, is not only as beautiful as a flower, but also has a strong scholarly temperament. Both of them are good at their own strengths, but it's hard to distinguish between them.
Mrs. Yu Jie and her son Yu Rushun's daughter-in-law Yu Mushi looked at Zhao Ping carefully while greeting their mother. They exchanged glances and nodded to each other.
Zhao Ping felt a little baffled, wondering why they were looking at him carefully.
Cuizhu looked at it, her heart tightened, and she suddenly wiped away tears secretly, which made Zhao Ping feel even more baffled.
In fact, not only was she like this, but Huang Xiaoniu's eyes were also red. He secretly wiped his tears when no one was paying attention, but Zhao Ping didn't notice.
Yu Jie squinted on one side, looking at everything in front of him with interest.
He gently touched his beard, looked at Zhao Ping and asked: "Ping'er, your delicious food is the best in Bashu. I just want to taste it today."
"Ping'er had known that Yu Wengweng had this intention and had already brought the person in charge of the stove." Zhao Ping said with a hasty salute.
Zhao Ping knew that Yu Jie liked delicious food before, so he specially brought Zhao Tianshi here this time.
After saying that, he waved to Zhao Tianshi and asked her to come over.
Zhao Tian, an out-and-out country bumpkin, never expected to see the most powerful boss in Sichuan today.
She was very grateful to the little saint for actually seeing this Sichuan parent official with her own eyes.
Zhao Tianshi suppressed the excitement in her heart and hurriedly stepped forward, lowering her eyebrows and saying, "I, Zhao Tianshi, have seen the Yu Zhi envoy."
Yu Jie nodded and waved his hand behind him. At this time, the people from Yu Family Hall came to the kitchen with Zhao Tianshi.
Everyone in the Yu family likes playing chess, calligraphy and painting, and Zhao Ping and his son are also good at it.
So, Zhao Ping played the flute and his mother played the piano. They played "Butterfly Lovers", "A Smile from the Sea" and "Loyalty to the Country" to the Yu family in the Yu family's piano room. The lingering sound made Yu Jie's family happy.
Murong Qianqian, who was about the same age as her mother, glanced at Yu Rushun tenderly.
Yu Jie gave Yu Rusun this name because he meant it was like Sun Quan.
Who is Sun Quan? He is the emperor of Wu Kingdom in the Three Kingdoms.
Yu Jie didn't know why he named his son this way. Later, his political opponents criticized him and found a sore point.
But this is something for later, so I won’t mention it here for now.
Seeing Yu Rushun nodding, Murong Qianqian bowed to her mother.
Then she told her mother that she liked "Butterfly Lovers" very much. Could there be a music score?
My mother was worried about not having any gifts, so she was so happy that she took out the music score from a small wooden box and gave it to her personally.
Yu Jie didn't like "Butterfly Lovers" very much, probably because he often fought with foreigners, but he really liked the heroic "A Laugh in the Sea", and his mother also gave Yu Jie its score.
Yu Jie shook her head while listening to the music, and asked: "Ping'er, I heard that you are good at figure painting, why not paint it for me and my family."
Zhao Ping took the order and drew a figure painting for Yu Jie and his wife and Yu Rushun and his wife.
Yu Jie took a look and found that although Zhao Ping's figure paintings lacked spirituality, they were like mirrors, expressing people's words vividly.
When Zhao Ping concentrated on painting for Yu Jie's family, Cuizhu noticed a maid appearing behind the screen. She was about the same age as Lan'er. She secretly looked at Zhao Ping for a while and then disappeared.
Although Zhao Tian's stove and the series of meals he brought with him were normal to the Zhao Ping family, for the Qian Yu family, they had never tasted the heavenly delicacies, which made the Yu family sigh. I still remember it endlessly.
Yu Jie gave Zhao Ping a thoughtful look, sighed longly and said, "Ping'er, my family has tasted your divine delicacies, and they will never have the idea of eating other meals in the future. What should I do?"
"Actually, the meat today is mainly pork." Zhao Ping thought for a while and said:
The Yu family were all stunned and looked at Zhao Ping.
Yu Jie couldn't help being shocked and said: "Pork is a cheap meat. It originally had a fishy smell. Why is it only fragrant and delicious today?"
"I tell Yu Wengweng, it's the pigs themselves," Zhao Ping bowed his hands and explained why the pork tastes better. "As long as the fishy smell that pigs are born with is removed, the pigs will not only grow faster, but the pork will also taste better." It’s delicious.”
"Ping'er, is there any way to get rid of the fishy smell?" Yu Liu suddenly winked at Yu Jie and looked at Zhao Ping with interest.
Yu Jie didn't understand why the lady was giving such a wink. Seeing that she seemed very interested in it, she looked at Zhao Ping while stroking her beard.
Zhao Ping didn't know why Mrs. Yu Jie asked this question, but since the problem had been raised, it naturally had to be solved.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ping shouted to the crowd: "Wang Guo."
"This is the residual envoy." A boy of fourteen or fifteen years old responded, and Zhao Ping introduced him to Wang Guo'er.
Wang Guo'er felt that his heart almost jumped out of his chest. He did not expect that the little saint would recommend him so grandly.
Wang Guo'er has actually met Yu Jie before, but this is the first time for him to be introduced so solemnly.
With his face flushed, he bowed deeply to Yu Jie and said, "My dear King, I would like to pay my respects to the envoy Yu Zhi."
Yu Jie looked at Wang Guo'er, nodded, and motioned for Zhao Ping to continue.
"Tell Yu Wengweng, Wang Guoer, that he knows this technique." Zhao Ping glanced at Yu Liu and said, "Yu Wengweng can let people close to him learn this technique. Because after the operation, the pigs not only grow faster, but also taste less fishy. It smells bad. You can set aside a large blank space as a pig farm, and then arrange for people to raise a large number of pigs. This will allow everyone in the Song Dynasty to eat pork, which is a major event that will benefit the country, the people, and the river."
Seeing that Mrs. Yu Liu was so enthusiastic about this matter, Zhao Ping didn't know what she was thinking, so he directly helped her speak out to avoid her embarrassment.
"It is indeed a major event that benefits the country, the people and the river." When Yu Liu saw that Zhao Ping was so successful, she couldn't help but be overjoyed, and then frowned, "Ping'er, it's just that funds are really difficult."
Speaking of this, she couldn't help but blush, obviously embarrassed.
Zhao Ping did not expect that the family of an upright Zhizhi envoy would be so poor.
It seems that not only Yu Jie is an upright official, but the economy of the entire Song Dynasty is indeed in difficulty.
Although this is a big problem for others, it is definitely not a problem for him: "I tell Yu Wengweng, as for the funds, Ping'er can advance the money."
Yu Jie was deep in thought. Mrs. Yu Liu glanced at Zhao Ping gratefully, then stood up and looked at Yu Jie and said, "My lord, my youngest brother Liu Chengshu has nothing to do all day long, shining lights everywhere. Since he is Ping'er It is a unique skill, and your own people can do it most safely. What Ping'er is talking about is a major event that benefits the country and the people, and officials cannot delay it."
It seems that Yu Liu's mother is in trouble, so she can lend Zhao Ping's help to help her family.
After hearing this, Yu Jie fell into deep thought.
Indeed, this is a major event that benefits the country and the people and even benefits Sichuan.
However, this is Zhao Ping's unique secret technique.
However, Zhao Ping does have a lot of peerless skills, and it doesn't matter if he uses just one of them.
It's just that in this way, I owe the other party a favor.
Murong Shuqian took a look and couldn't help but become anxious. This was a great opportunity. She winked at Yu Rushun.
Seeing that Yu Rushun didn't move, he couldn't help but angrily twisted his tender flesh on Yu Rushun's body a few times with his delicate hands.
Yu Rushun endured the pain. Here was his uncle on one side and his wife's family on the other.
He couldn't help but be confused, how to deal with this?
