Song Che went to the Hangzhou Navy and rented a state-of-the-art water steamer through a relationship. He set off from Hangzhou in the afternoon and sailed all the way to Yangzhou.
No matter how bright the weather is, it seems to have become colder. At midnight, we arrived in Suzhou on the way. He Qiu stood at the dock, waiting for the ship to dock.
Song Che followed Xu Xiao off the boat.
"How can I help you?" He Qiu asked the first sentence. Song Che smiled and said, "I was in a hurry to go out and forgot to add some clothes." He Qiu pulled off his velvet robe and put it on for Song Che himself, saying, "Take care of yourself, brother-in-law." Song Che stroked his velvet robe and felt This affection, this title, was enough. He said no more, turned around and boarded the passenger ship again, waved slightly, and said goodbye to Suzhou.
The next evening. The ship arrived in Yangzhou. At this time, the Yangzhou wharf had been cleared, and rows of officers and soldiers were deployed on the port. Officials of all sizes in Yangzhou Prefecture were waiting.
Such a formation means that Master Jia is coming soon. As soon as Song Che's water steamer approached, the officers and soldiers rocked the boat and tried to stop it. They shouted from afar: "The central pier is not allowed to dock. All passenger ships should return to the right!" The man at the helm of the water steamer was a Hangzhou sailor. He stood on The bow of the boat shouted at the top of his lungs: "We are from Hangzhou, warship! Warship! How can a warship carry ordinary people!" The officers and soldiers rocked the boat closer, and with sharp eyes they recognized Song Che. Jiang Yuntian was in charge of Yangzhou in the past. When he was a coach, Song Che also appeared in front of Yangzhou officers and soldiers many times. Everyone still remembers him as the generous uncle Song.
The officers and soldiers immediately let go and took the initiative to lead the way and guide the waterwheel to the shore. The officials of the Yangzhou Prefecture thought that Grand Master Jia was arriving and rushed forward to pick him up. However, when they saw a young man walking down, most of them dispersed, leaving only two familiar faces, Liao Heng and Li Zhi.
"What are you doing here? Go back quickly!" Liao Heng urged Song Che to get on the boat without waiting for him to get off the boat.
Song Che told Liao Heng about Taishi Jia. Liao Heng frowned and said: "When did you become so obedient? He asked you to come and you came? Don't forget that his son's death has nothing to do with you!" Song Che said calmly: "It seems to have something to do with you. There's no way I can get rid of it." Liao Heng said: "He can't touch me, but you are different. Look at the person picking up the truck at the dock. Who is not a bureaucrat? You are the only businessman!"
"I think that I, the businessman, is the one he wants to see the most." If Master Jia really wanted to take revenge, he would have already sent Wude to come to him the moment he returned to Beijing to take up his post, so why would he bother to send a letter specifically? Let Song Che go to Yangzhou to meet.
This old immortal thing must have another purpose for going to Jiangnan this time.
"Master Li, you should know the reason why Master Jia came to Yangzhou this time, right?" Song Che asked Li Zhi.
Li Zhinai was a member of the Privy Council and led the Huainan pacification envoy. He was on the same faction as Gao Chen. He must know something.
"Sui coins." Li Zhi said: "Sui coins as tribute to Dijon." It was very close to Song Che's guess.
Taishi Jia has always been inclined to negotiate peace with Dijon. Last year's annual tribute was supposed to be given to Dijon, but it was interrupted because of the alliance between Daliang and Xiqiang.
Song Che took a long breath. If Master Jia came here for the coins, he wouldn't have to worry too much about his own safety on this trip.
In the past, the New Year's Coin was dominated by the Yang family, but the Yang family no longer exists. This year's New Year's Coin naturally fell on him, the new president of the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce.
Taishi Jia is here to do business. As long as he has enough chips, he will not risk his life.
"Where's Mr. Gao? Didn't you take any action and let Master Jia destroy the alliance?" Song Che asked Li Zhi in a low voice.
Li Zhi shook his head and sighed: "Master Jia is the emperor's mentor after all. After returning to the capital, he immediately resumed the power of the prime minister. The civil servants in the court defected one after another. Even though Mr. Gao repeatedly accepted the advice, the emperor still refused to listen. Alas..."
"What's the matter with moving the capital? We live well in Luoyang, why move to Bianliang?" Song Che asked again.
Li Zhi said: "The main reason is still about the incident of King Anyang in the past. Although King Anyang is dead, there are still many uncontrollable hidden dangers in Jingdong and Hebei. The capital was moved to Bianliang, Tokyo, for better governance. North." Song Che shook his head and regretted that a good situation was turned into a mess.
If the Liang Dynasty collapses, Taishi Jia will be the number one sinner!
"Look, the official ship is here! You must be thinking it's Taishi Jia this time!" A brightly lit official ship slowly approached the dock, and the officials swarmed aboard again.
The official ship docked, and a group of clean and sharp men in black, Wude Si, armed with swords, came out first. Then came the sixty-year-old man wrapped in a velvet robe, Jia Taishi and Jia Quan.
Behind Grand Master Jia, there was also a middle-aged man in purple official uniform, who must also be a high-ranking official in the court.
"Master Jia, Mr. Chen, how hard have you two come all the way?" Huainan transport envoy Kang Ming is the most attentive.
Mr. Chen would smile and talk to the bureaucrats, but Grand Master Jia ignored these sycophants at all. From the moment he got off the boat, his eyes were fixed on Li Zhi, Song Che, and Liao Heng.
He came to Li Zhi first, took out a gold post from his sleeve, and handed it to Li Zhi with a smile: "Congratulations, Mr. Li, your Majesty has called you back to the capital. From now on, you will not have to worry about Huainan affairs." Li Zhi took it with both hands. After passing the gold post, I barely squeezed out a thank you.
Grand Master Jia glanced at Liao Heng again, did not say much, and nodded slightly in salute. After all, Liao Heng was a prince, and he should be treated as a prince.
Liao Heng snorted lightly, which was also the difference between a monarch and a minister. Master Jia finally stared at Song Che, his eyes full of energy.
"Old and cunning," he said softly: "Song Che, I have always remembered you." Song Che clasped his fists and bowed in ceremony: "Thank you for remembering me, the common people are extremely honored."
"Are you a grassroots person?"
"I am a grassroots man."
"You are not a commoner. Otherwise, how could you be among this group of bureaucrats and still be favored by me?"
"Thank you, Grand Master, for your love. I am a businessman."
"Hahaha..." Master Jia suddenly laughed, patted Song Che on the shoulder, and said intentionally: "I know everything about you. You can have such an industry at a young age. You are really a rare talent. !" Song Che tried hard to keep a smile, but in his heart he was scolding his ancestors for eighteen generations.
Taishi Jia added: "I heard that the Fuman Inn in Yangzhou has a lot of delicious food, and it is owned by Boss Song's uncle. I will go there tonight to satisfy my appetite."
"Master Mingjian, there is a fine wine in Fuman Inn. It has a rich and mellow taste, which is rare in the world..." Yangzhou officials continued to cater to him.
"Come on, go to Fuman Inn quickly to clear the place, prepare all the signature dishes and fine wine, and welcome Grand Master Jia!"
"Yes!" Then, the officers and soldiers opened the way, and Taishi Jia and the senior officials of Yangzhou Prefecture got into the carriage and headed for Fuman Inn.
