"What's not clear about this? The human heart is dissatisfied. If you have one, you still want two, and if you have two, you still want three. So no matter how much Liu Weili has, can he still be more than the saints in the palace?"
"You're talking nonsense. His surname is Liu, and the sage in the palace is surnamed Li. Why can't he be the longevity one in his turn?"
"Haven't you heard it? Children's rhymes sung on the street?"
"You mean that? Can't you take it seriously? Liu Weilixin is such an old fool."
"There is no way this kind of thing is true or false. If it succeeds, it's real. If it doesn't, it's fake. But he is indeed old and confused. A few days ago, he saw a proud man coming to this shop to have a drink. I'm afraid he doesn't know how to hide now. In any corner, family members are beheaded, exiled, sold, sold, miserable!"
"Yes! But the imperial court did not lose any money. Although the reward was quite large, it was just a drop in the bucket compared to Liu Weili's family property!"
"You are wrong. Liu Weili's property has already been rewarded. The rewards should come from the treasury!"
"The reward has been given out, who is it? Such good luck? Even if it is divided among a hundred people, it is a huge fortune!"
"How can there be so many people sharing it? It seems like it's just two people!"
"Two people? Hey, it would be great if it were just the two of us!"
"Both of us? Why don't you take a pee and look after yourself. Fifth lady, bring me two cents of wine and chowder balls. If you have fried rabbit meat, bring some too!"
"Okay!" Wu Niang responded, came to the visitor's table and said with a smile: "Is what you two just said about Liu Weili true?"
"Of course it's true!" The man who ordered the food said with a smile, "The notice is posted at the entrance of the West Market, less than half a mile from here!"
"But I can't read!" An Wuniang said with a bitter smile.
"Both of us are illiterate!" The man said with a smile: "There is a scribe reading the book next to you. If you are worried, just bring a few pennies and ask a gentleman to read it for you. What's the point?" "
"Thank you both!" An Wuniang thanked the two of them, returned to the counter, took out a thick shawl and wrapped it up, then called the slave girl and said, "Agu, I have something to do when I go out, so I will leave the matters in the store to you. Take care of it, be careful, don’t let anything happen to your money!”
"Wu Niang, wait a minute, I'll go with you!" Chen Qi picked up the short hoe and followed, and the two of them went out and walked towards the West Market.
An Wuniang was thinking about what was going on in the store, but she soon had to slow down. The reason was simple - there were too many people on the road. She had to use up all her strength to move slowly forward through the dense crowd that was lined up like an army on an expedition. Caught among the crowd, one can hear all kinds of very different comments about the reward for Liu Weili and about the man who was offered a huge reward by the imperial court.
Worried that Agu could not take care of the business, An Wuniang walked much faster than others. Every step he took was crowded with new people, so she always heard the news that captured everyone's attention that day. All kinds of extremely contradictory opinions caused by important matters of the heart.
"What do you think? How long will it take for Liu Weili to be caught? Hanging his head under a willow tree?"
"Five days, ten days, no more than half a month at most. That's a lot of money! How many people can resist that kind of temptation!"
"Didn't he say that if he raised his arms, there would be thousands of evil teenagers? With so many people, there must be a few who are loyal and willing to risk their lives to save them, right?"
"Pfft, that's a serious crime of treason! How many people dare to risk implicating the clan members to save him? Besides, these evil young men are in trouble now. If I'm not mistaken, this case will be implicated. Say less. Thousands of people are going to lose their heads too!"
"Really or not, there are thousands of people?"
"Nonsense, use your brain, who is this Liu Weili? He is just a dog in the hands of the nobles. If it were not for the instigation of the nobles behind him, would he dare to do such a thing? This is treason!"
"Hey, the nobles fight back and forth, but in the end it is us common people who are unlucky. Our heads are like leeks. Also, the price of rice has gone up again today, how can we live like this!"
"Yes! Those merchants in the West Market are all so fat. We don't even have overnight rice at home. It's really unreasonable!"
"What do merchants mean?
The real rich are in the Zoroastrian Temple! do you know? The stone house behind the Zoroastrian Temple is filled with gold and silver. Yes, not copper coins, but gold and silver! "
"Such a big house, filled with gold and silver? You really can't imagine it? Isn't this true?"
"Don't you understand? The Hu merchants in Chang'an deposit all their money to the Zoroastrian Temple, exchange money, borrow money, or send money to distant places. The Zoroastrian Temple does not do these things in vain. How many Hu merchants are there in Chang'an? Then What does it matter if a stone house is filled with gold and silver?"
"In our Tang Dynasty, a group of monks are so rich that they can't rival the country. Hey, what's the use of being a good person these days?"
"Yeah! Good people can't do that!"
"By the way, did you know? Shengjia is going to Luoyang at the beginning of spring!"
"Just look at the price of food. A bucket of rice already costs eighty cents. Your Majesty, instead of going to Luoyang to get food, will you stay in Chang'an and starve?"
"Isn't the Changping warehouse in the West City filled with grain? Why don't you open a warehouse to stock up on grain when the price of rice is so high?"
"Chang Pingcang is said to be full of grain, but who knows how much actually there is? Also, because of Liu Weili's incident, someone reported to the court that the evil young man in Chang'an City was a hidden danger, so tens of thousands of people were drafted to Anxi to fight Tubo people, so as to reduce the population of Chang'an!"
"Damn it, that female officer is slandering us Chang'an people again!"
"Actually, what you say is not bad. These evil boys are usually running rampant on the streets, so sending them to Anxi will be a good idea! It can also lower the price of rice!"
"You know nothing, not to mention that those evil boys also have parents and relatives, and it is not your family that is separated from the flesh and blood. Besides, when it comes time to actually do it, who has the final say whether it is a good citizen or a bad boy? In the end, it is not about the rich and wealthy Those who are powerful will stay in Chang'an, while those who have no money and power will go to Anxi to fight the Tibetans? Seeing that you are just sending goods to Anxi, you are the only fool like you to sell them to others and pay for them!"
Vicious and fierce words flew by like arrows, but An Wuniang couldn't care less. It took all her strength to move forward. When she arrived at the gate of the West Market, it was already afternoon, and there were people standing around, almost all poor people. They all looked at everything in front of them with curiosity and excitement.
The notice was posted on a large wooden sign at the entrance of the West Market. A scribe was reading it aloud. On the high platform next to the scribe, there were piles of copper coins and silk cloth offering rewards. An Wuniang listened carefully, but the scribe said She understood every word of it, but she couldn't understand it when connected together. She could only look around hesitantly, looking for someone to explain it.
