The 16th year of Shenlong in the Northern Jin Dynasty and the 34th year of Tianping in the Southern Wei Dynasty
This year seems to be peaceful, and the war between the two dynasties in the north and south has been quelled for ten years, and nothing big can be said.
Only in the beginning of spring, epidemics sometimes spread in several states in Hebei, and occasional earthquakes in Sichuan and Sichuan
Luoyang, the capital of Northern Jin, has been drought and rainy since the beginning of summer, but Jiankang, the capital of Southern Wei, has been flooded due to excessive precipitation.
But because of the greatness of the world, such small disasters and small disasters seem to be inevitable every year.
As long as small things have not caused great disasters, it has nothing to do with the grand purpose
However, the strong wind broke out at the end of Qingping, and a turmoil that was about to affect the overall situation of the world was about to sweep across most of China. No one could predict where the fuse was.
As for Daxing County under the Yan'an Prefecture of Guanzhong, although it is close to the border, it has brought about a strange prosperity because of several roadside troops stationed nearby.
And our story begins here...
Before the twelfth lunar month, the first snowfall in Daxing City has been
The snow is coming in a brutal manner, and the fields and countryside are covered with silver for a moment.
For the farmers who are looking forward to a bumper harvest in the coming year, it is undoubtedly the best news
And this heavy snow did not affect the enthusiasm of the merchants for the prosperous Daxing City.
If you talk about the cities under Yan'an Prefecture, the most prosperous one is Daxing.
The most prosperous Daxing is Jiqing Street in the south of the city.
The Zuixianlou on Jiqing Street is undoubtedly one of the most famous restaurants in Daxing City.
This day, the clouds were dense, the north wind was strong, and the snowflakes were densely filled with the wind like broken jade. A thick layer of chaotic jade had already accumulated on the ground.
Even in such a cold weather, Tang Ma'er, the runner-in-house in Zuixianlou, still has to stand under the eaves, shouting for business in the wind and snow.
Fortunately, Zuixianlou is famous. Even though today's severe cold weather still cannot stop the appetite and enthusiasm of gourmets. For a while, people are coming and going, and it is very lively.
But after noon, there were fewer and fewer diners. Tang Ma'er was about to breathe a sigh of relief and went back to relieve her hand, but saw a green trellis sedan carrying two people coming towards him in the distance.
Although the Northern Jin Dynasty was not as strict as the Qin Dynasty in the previous dynasty, it also had corresponding regulations on the clothing, travel, etc. of the officials, civilians and gentry.
Ordinary people can't sit up, and they can't be in the sedan chairs of these two people.
Tang Ma'er hurriedly ran forward and greeted the guests with a smile on his face.
Soon the green woolen sedan chair stopped in front of the Zuixian Tower. The sedan chair lifted the curtain and a tall middle-aged man walked out of the sedan chair.
In Tang Ma'er's eyes, the person who came wore a leather cotton-lined round scarf that the merchant often wore, a black and shiny satin jacket, and a thick-soled cotton boots under his feet. This looked like a good businessman with great wealth.
The middle-aged man took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and threw it directly into Tang Ma'er's hand, then said lightly:
Find me a stove foot spot and a window location!
This man, please come inside! Tang Ma'er smiled all over her face, and even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were stretched out. He pinched the piece of silver with both hands, almost making marks on it.
The thick curtain made of high-quality Suzhou-Hangzhou cotton cloth in front of the door was lifted by Tang Ma'er, and a heat wave that was completely different from the outside rushed towards the middle-aged merchant's face like a tide
But there were two stoves carved with beast patterns at the entrance of Zuixian Tower. The broken silver charcoal in the furnace was burning very vigorously, giving people the illusion of being bathed in spring breeze.
There are really two worlds inside and outside the house. The Zuixian Tower is also rich and powerful. Just by looking at the lobby, there are at least eight stoves for heating, making the wide first floor as warm as spring
Brother Zheng?
At this time, a voice with an uncertain tone suddenly sounded from the side
The middle-aged merchant was slightly stunned and turned to look at the other party. The next moment, his dark face was filled with a smile of reunion of friends after a long separation. It turned out that it was Brother Zichi, who had been missing for a long time!
That's your plan... Tang Ma'er asked tentatively
Just sit at that table, I want to talk to Brother Zichi and make a table for me!
The middle-aged businessman walked to the table of the man dressed in a scribe by the window with a smile, and then sat down with a chair.
OK! Tang Ma'er quickly turned around and left with a smile, and went to the kitchen to give instructions
Brother Zheng hasn't seen him for many years, so where are you taller recently? It seems that you are wearing a brand new satin gown, and you think you are worth a lot of money, right? The middle-aged scholar who is called Brother Zichi asked with a smile
The merchant surnamed Zheng was no longer as arrogant as before. He picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and then smiled generously:
Since I left my hometown many years ago, I was so angry that I was half dead outside. As a result, I was once in a while and became the small manager of the Yu family in Chang'an Prefecture. Since then, I have been promoted all the way and are now the third manager of the Yu court in the inner court! Speaking of which, if Brother Zichi had not secretly given me a silver, I would have starved to death halfway through!
The middle-aged scholar raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously: Could it be the one who started by transporting military rations, and now involved in salt and iron industries, with a wide range of hands and eyes, and claims that half of Chang'an is his Yufu?
When he heard his childhood friend mention his master, Mr. Zheng proudly held his chest out. He said proudly: That's not! Even the prefect of Chang'an, Guanzhong Daxingtai is also a guest of honor for the Yu family! As the saying goes, the seventh-rank official of the prime minister, I have suffered a lot of family resources over the years, and I have saved up a lot of family resources. Haha... Brother Zichi, where are you making a fortune now? If you are a little unhealthy, you can come over... The middle-aged scholar picked up a peanut, threw it into his mouth, chewed it hard, and said lightly:
I passed the Juren a few years ago, but after failing the exam many times, I can only do my job in the county government. My life is pretty good! I won’t bother Brother Zheng!
Oh, I said that Brother Zichi is a student, and he was a juren in his early thirties. There are not many since we established a county in Daxingcheng? Hahaha... Butler Zheng didn't agree with the other party's coldness, but said with a smile
The middle-aged scholar shook his head and replied: If we talk about the seeds of reading, there is really one in Daxing, but it’s a pity that Ah... Is there anyone who is better than Brother Zichi, you study?
Butler Zheng said in disbelief
The boy started studying at the age of four, and was able to write poetry at the age of seven and became a scholar at the age of twelve. Do you think it is so powerful? It’s a pity... The middle-aged scholar sighed again.
What a pity? Mr. Zheng asked curiously
The middle-aged scribe was about to say something, but suddenly Tang Ma'er shouted happily from the gate.
Oh, this is Mr. Chen, what wind has blown you! You have not come to our Zuixianlou for a long time... And suddenly a cold wind surged into the lobby, and a tall and handsome young man wearing a purple sable fur and holding a warm stove in his hand. Behind him was a famous servant in green clothes with beautiful eyebrows and tall figure. I don’t know if it is his book boy
Tang Ma'er followed the master and servant with a smile on his face. She looked even more flattering than when she served Butler Zheng before.
When Butler Zheng saw the young man's appearance, he immediately praised:
What a handsome young man!
I saw that the young man was tall, well-proportioned, handsome as a girl, but still heroic
Sword eyebrows, starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, it's no wonder that Manager Zheng, who is knowledgeable, can't help but secretly sigh in his heart
The middle-aged scholar picked up a peanut in surprise, threw it into his mouth and chewed it hard, and then took a sip of wine, but his eyes were always on the young man with squid.
Is my private room ready? The young man from Diao Qiu asked with a smile, the shopkeeper who rushed to the shop that he was waiting for himself.
That's sure, Mr. Chen is our old customer! We have cleaned the private room a long time ago and are waiting for Mr. Chen to arrive!
The shopkeeper with a slightly gray beard smiled brighter than the other party. He quickly supported Diao Qiu's young man's hand, as if he was serving his great-grandson, accompanying him upstairs.
Brother Zichi, Brother Zichi? Brother Zichi! Hello, what are you looking at... Do you know that rich young man?
Manager Zheng looked at the middle-aged scholar staring at the young man Diao Qiu away, and shouted several times before he heard the other party's movement. He immediately showed a curious look.
The middle-aged scholar shook his head and smiled bitterly: Not only knowing me, I am still his teacher! Oh... Where should I start? Manager Zheng was interested, so he asked curiously.
The middle-aged scholar did not answer directly, but instead seemed to change the subject and asked: Brother Zheng, do you know the battle of Yan'an Prefecture a hundred years ago?
Manager Zheng’s eyelids twitched and he quickly said in surprise: That’s natural, what do you mean?
The Taizu of this dynasty destroyed Qin and failed to break Tongguan. So he took a detour from Jinyang Prefecture and ran three hundred miles day and night. The former Qin court in Xiazhou was shocked and almost moved the capital to avoid its edge. Chen Zhongsu, who was the Minister of War at that time, disagreed with public opinion and only brought seven thousand imperial guards to the precarious last northern defense line of Chang'an. As a result, Chen Zhongsu struggled to guard Yan'an Prefecture for three months, and ordered the army of this dynasty to stagnate at the city and could not advance in a short time. If it weren't for the later Marquis of Longxiang Jia Wufeng, who led three thousand light cavalry to attack Chang'an and forced Shunzong of the Former Qin to surrender with his flesh and sheep, he would probably have been surrounded by more than 100,000 official troops.
The middle-aged scholar had no good feelings for the previous dynasty in his words. Even if he was now ruled by a foreign race, he had a faint tone.
Hearing that the imperial capital had surrendered, in order to protect the people of the city, Chen Zhongsu made an appointment with Taizu and not to hurt one person in the city. Taizu made a vow to heaven. Just when Chen Zhongsu opened the city army to enter the city, Chen Zhongsu committed suicide at the top of the city. The servants led more than 30 people in the school, Taizu was loyal and brave, and gave him a rich funeral. The descendants all recruited officials Chen Zhongsu and had two sons. The eldest son Chen Yan died young, and the second son Chen Xiao inherited the title of the title of Chen Xiao and had four sons. The first son Chen Shouzhong studied hard in Langya Cave, Lingxiao Mountain for 30 years without askingOn the contrary, Chen Shouxiao inherited his father's title, married a lady from the Xue family in Hedong as his wife, gave birth to the third son, the eldest son Chen Xiangwan, the second son Chen Xiangchao, and the youngest son Chen Xianglou Chen Xiangwan inherited his title, married a lady from the Liu family in Xiazhou. He had two sons and two daughters Chen Xiangwan died a few years ago. Fortunately, the grandmother is still there! His eldest son inherited the title, and also passed away with the Jinshi, ranking 32nd in the second grade. He is now the eldest daughter of the prefect of Jinan and married the Zhao family in Guanxi. The one is Chen Xiangwan's posthumous son, whose name is Chen Tingzhi
Manager Zheng asked curiously: How do you know so clearly?
The middle-aged scholar rolled his eyes and said helplessly: The Chen family is in Yan'an Prefecture, but I am... I am the young man's teacher Kaimeng. Now I am studying in my cousin's Qingming Academy, Mr. Yiliu's Qingming Academy, which makes my cousin love and hate!
What is this saying?
Manager Zheng said in surprise
I have said before that boy passed the scholar at the age of twelve. I don’t know how many scholars he envied, but he was spoiled by his grandmother since he was a child. Although he had no evil or traitor, he was full of playboy. My cousin hoped that this boy would continue to study and take the imperial examination, but the other party preferred to fight cocks and walk the dogs, and he was free to make friends with heroes. Those who were like to be like each other often spent a lot of money on Chen Xiangwan’s life, and when he was alive, he could still blame and restrain one or two. Now that his father died and his brother left, with the spoiled of his grandmother and his mother, this boy was like a sacrificial boy! What I sighed was just a pearl covered in dust.
The middle-aged scribe sighed
Manager Zheng was a little dissatisfied. He retorted with a smile: This may not be the case. Now that the north and the south have not been unified, the tribes outside the border are eyeing each year, I will come to the side every year. Even if the young master of the Chen family is not interested in learning literature, he will probably be good at making friends with knights. I am afraid he will be good at martial arts? Maybe they are determined to fight on the battlefield and gain fame?
The middle-aged scholar shook his head and thoughtfully said: I am afraid that he will play all day long and will not do his job! By the way, Brother Zheng, you are not the manager of Yu’s mansion, how could you appear in Daxing City?
Manager Zheng showed a hint of embarrassment. The middle-aged scholar observed his expression and said lightly: If there is something difficult, then I am abrupt... But after a moment, Manager Zheng returned to normal and said casually: There is nothing to do with it. Anyway, it is not a big deal. My wife and lady plan to go to Puji Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, and send me to the front station first.
Oh, Puji Temple Ah, did you hear that the living Buddhas there are very effective?
The middle-aged scribe showed a look of disdain
Manager Zheng knew that his childhood friend had never liked the sayings of ghosts and gods. He had long heard that many scholars of Confucianism were extremely disgusted with Buddhism and Taoism, so he quickly changed the subject...
In the private room on the second floor, Chen Tingzhi was sitting upright behind the round table, and behind him was the young book boy in green standing.
But there is a thin man with a clear face in this private room. He is wearing a leather jacket, leather boots and hat that only barbarians outside the Frontier were wearing. He is holding a long black box and smiling at Chen Tingzhi.
Harlangtai, what good baby did you get for me this time? Let me tell you Ah, I have found someone to read the manuscript you sold to me last time. It is not a handwriting of a great scholar in the previous dynasty. If you treat me as a fool again, believe it or not, I will not let you get out of Daxing City!
Chen Tingzhi threatened with some displeasure
Harangtai quickly said with a smile: The manuscript was indeed not written by a great scholar of the previous dynasty, but the article was never engraved and printed and published in the world. Let’s talk about it. You absolutely like the treasure I brought to Mr. Chen this time!
Oh, what's the thing you've got this time?
Chen Tingzhi played with a gold ring inlaid with rubies on his hand, and then asked back
Harangtai quickly opened the black box and then took out a slender object from it. As he lifted the cloth strip wrapped on it, a cold light immediately reflected into Chen Tingzhi's pupils!
The fair-skinned and handsome-faced Shutong behind him squeezed her fist slightly, and her body was instantly stretched, so she could pounce on the other party at any time
But Chen Tingzhi stared at the object in Harangtai's hand. It was a three-foot-long sword. The hilt was somewhat damaged and seemed to be half broken.
The swallowing mouth of the long sword was deliberately carved into the shape of an evil ghost. There were two deep blood grooves on the body of the sword with a cold light.
It can be imagined that if this sword kills the enemy, it looks like an evil ghost shed two lines of blood and tears from a distance!
Although this sword has been through many years, the sword edge is still there, and the sword body is full of dazzling cold light.
Chen Tingzhi immediately stood up and snatched the long sword from Harangtai, constantly stroking it, with the love in his eyes almost unconcealed.
Although Harangtai was taken away from his sword, he was not displeased at all. Instead, he had a smile on his face. The smile was a sincere smile. After all, how could a fat sheep like Chen Tingzhi, who barely bargained for buying things, so how could it be so easy to find a second head?
The sword is called "Zhenjun". It was made by Ouyang Yan, the general of the previous dynasty, who was built with a meteorite from the sky. That was the meteorite from the sky. It was presented to the prefect of Dengzhou in Qi. The former Qin Dynasty was presented to Emperor Wu of the Former Qin Dynasty. Later, Ouyang Yan used the meteorite from the sky to create three famous swords, namely "Nine Tripods", "Zhenjun", and "Zhenjun" Nine Tripods Swords later became the emperor's sword of Emperor Wu of the Former Qin Dynasty. With the destruction of the Former Qin Dynasty, the sword of Zhengqi was given to the Prime Minister Pei Jimin of the past. It has been passed down. It is coincidental that the only sword of Zhenjun in the mansion of the Prime Minister Pei Yongli of this dynasty was the rookie of the army in the Former Qin Dynasty. Hou Ban Jiaju of Dingyuan was later involved in the case of the prince's rebellion and was destroyed. However, Zhenjunjian did not appear on the list of house searches.
Harangtai talked
Chen Tingzhi's eyes were attracted by the Zhenjun sword, and he didn't notice what Harangtai was saying at all.
Fortunately, as a businessman, Harangtai was thick-skinned enough. He continued: A few days ago, I was receiving goods near Beiguan, Xiazhou Town. When I met a ignorant of gold-touching lieutenant, I spent it from him... Cough cough cough... This is not important! I mainly think that Mr. Chen is both civil and military, as the saying goes, a sword is given to a hero...
Good sword, good sword! Let’s give a price!
Chen Tingzhi tried to wield the long sword. The long sword was still a bit heavy in his hand, but this family member easily pulled out a few sword flowers.
In his interest, he even brought a beautiful sword dance
Harlangtai didn't expect that this playboy seemed to have good martial arts skills and was a little lost for a moment, but he quickly returned to the businessman's flattery and smart state, and then he pointed a finger at Chen Tingzhi.
One thousand taels? Well, okay! Xiaoqing, get the silver notes... Chen Tingzhi directly asked Junxiu Shutong behind him to take out the silver notes. The latter seemed to have been used to the master's big hand, so he didn't say anything, but took out a large silver not worth one thousand taels from his sleeve and handed it to the former
Unexpectedly, Harangtai shook his head and Chen Tingzhi frowned slightly. But after a moment, he still said lightly: Ten thousand taels? Yes, this ancient sword looks extraordinary, and ten thousand taels are acceptable... Junxiu Shutong's slender and black eyebrows were slightly frowned. Even if the master makes a fuss, he should know that ten thousand taels of silver is not a trivial matter.
In today's world, twenty taels of silver are enough for a family of rural farmers to spend a year
Like the banquet waiting for a table on Zuixian Tower today, it's only fifteen taels
For an ancient sword, I spent 10,000 taels of silver. Even among a family like the Chen family, it would be regarded as a prodigal son.
But Junxiu Shutong has always followed the principle of not talking about himself, so he did not say anything, but did not dissuade him. He just silently took out two silver notes of 5,000 taels from his sleeve and handed them to Chen Tingzhi.
But something surprising happened again, Harangtai shook his head again. Now even Chen Tingzhi's face became a little gloomy. He suppressed his anger and said: Are you just enjoying me?
But Harangtai showed two rows of white teeth, and then said astonishingly: No, I mean one or two!
This time it was Chen Tingzhi's turn to be surprised, but he soon realized that the other party might have other intentions, so he said lightly: What do you want, but it's okay to say... Hehehe... Harangtai stroked his palm, and then smiled honestly: I heard that the guardian in Xiazhou has recently changed... Xiaoqing, is that true?
Chen Tingzhi asked in a daze
Junxiu Shutong replied helplessly: Yes, the original guard of the young master was Lord Cheng Yongcheng. I heard that he was promoted to Beijing as the Minister of War because of his contribution to fighting the barbarians. Now the guard of Xiazhou is General Huwei, Lord Dai Kui and Dai... Oh, I remember him, I remember he was a grandfather's servant. His son seemed to be Dai Liangyu. I fought with him. His martial arts are really amazing... Chen Tingzhi recalled some excitement.
Harangtai smiled bitterly and said: That's right, my tribe had some conflicts with General Dai's subordinates. The other party seized some of our tribe and goods, so I thought about whether I could walk through your path of Mr. Chen. Please give General Cheng all the filial piety to General Cheng before saying a few good words to him.
But... my brother and my mother, including my grandmother, didn't let me touch the affairs of the clan... This matter... Chen Tingzhi was immediately embarrassed. If it was a matter of money, it would be easy to say, but if it involved human relations and affairs of the clan, he really couldn't say anything.
When Harangtai saw Chen Tingzhi's face showing a sense of distress, he suddenly became a little panicked and quickly used his aggressive generals. Everyone knew that Mr. Chen was the most favored junior of the Chen family in Yan'an. Could it be that Mr. Chen could not even do such a small matter?
The handsome boy frowned slightly. She knew that the young master she served had always been above his top. When he was so excited, he would inevitably fall into someone else's trap.
Unexpectedly, Chen Tingzhi stroked the ancient sword of Zhenjun, and then returned it to Harangtai with some difficulty, and then said: I can only say that I can do my best. Whether it can be achieved depends on luck! This sword... you take it back first... Harangtai was slightly stunned, but handed the Zhenjunjian back, and then smiled: I believe Mr. Chen's ability, this sword is just a deposit! It would be even better if Mr. Chen could let my tribe apologize to General Dai in person... Since the matter has been done, the fur merchant Harangtai said goodbye and left.
Listening to the footsteps that were moving away, the handsome Shutong suddenly opened her lips lightly and made a crisp female voice like a lark: I thought that when you are excited by him, you will agree to him directly when your mind is hot!
I still promised him!
Chen Tingzhi laughed and said, the handsome book boy beside him should be said to be his personal maid
As a child of a noble family, especially the local county guard, Chen Tingzhi naturally has many maids around him.
However, the level is very strict, only the first-class maid and second-class maid can enter his room. Only the first-class maid can follow him and enter the inner room!
Chen Tingzhi has four big maids around him, but the ones she likes to keep with her are often this girl named Qingluan
This year seems to be peaceful, and the war between the two dynasties in the north and south has been quelled for ten years, and nothing big can be said.
Only in the beginning of spring, epidemics sometimes spread in several states in Hebei, and occasional earthquakes in Sichuan and Sichuan
Luoyang, the capital of Northern Jin, has been drought and rainy since the beginning of summer, but Jiankang, the capital of Southern Wei, has been flooded due to excessive precipitation.
But because of the greatness of the world, such small disasters and small disasters seem to be inevitable every year.
As long as small things have not caused great disasters, it has nothing to do with the grand purpose
However, the strong wind broke out at the end of Qingping, and a turmoil that was about to affect the overall situation of the world was about to sweep across most of China. No one could predict where the fuse was.
As for Daxing County under the Yan'an Prefecture of Guanzhong, although it is close to the border, it has brought about a strange prosperity because of several roadside troops stationed nearby.
And our story begins here...
Before the twelfth lunar month, the first snowfall in Daxing City has been
The snow is coming in a brutal manner, and the fields and countryside are covered with silver for a moment.
For the farmers who are looking forward to a bumper harvest in the coming year, it is undoubtedly the best news
And this heavy snow did not affect the enthusiasm of the merchants for the prosperous Daxing City.
If you talk about the cities under Yan'an Prefecture, the most prosperous one is Daxing.
The most prosperous Daxing is Jiqing Street in the south of the city.
The Zuixianlou on Jiqing Street is undoubtedly one of the most famous restaurants in Daxing City.
This day, the clouds were dense, the north wind was strong, and the snowflakes were densely filled with the wind like broken jade. A thick layer of chaotic jade had already accumulated on the ground.
Even in such a cold weather, Tang Ma'er, the runner-in-house in Zuixianlou, still has to stand under the eaves, shouting for business in the wind and snow.
Fortunately, Zuixianlou is famous. Even though today's severe cold weather still cannot stop the appetite and enthusiasm of gourmets. For a while, people are coming and going, and it is very lively.
But after noon, there were fewer and fewer diners. Tang Ma'er was about to breathe a sigh of relief and went back to relieve her hand, but saw a green trellis sedan carrying two people coming towards him in the distance.
Although the Northern Jin Dynasty was not as strict as the Qin Dynasty in the previous dynasty, it also had corresponding regulations on the clothing, travel, etc. of the officials, civilians and gentry.
Ordinary people can't sit up, and they can't be in the sedan chairs of these two people.
Tang Ma'er hurriedly ran forward and greeted the guests with a smile on his face.
Soon the green woolen sedan chair stopped in front of the Zuixian Tower. The sedan chair lifted the curtain and a tall middle-aged man walked out of the sedan chair.
In Tang Ma'er's eyes, the person who came wore a leather cotton-lined round scarf that the merchant often wore, a black and shiny satin jacket, and a thick-soled cotton boots under his feet. This looked like a good businessman with great wealth.
The middle-aged man took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and threw it directly into Tang Ma'er's hand, then said lightly:
Find me a stove foot spot and a window location!
This man, please come inside! Tang Ma'er smiled all over her face, and even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were stretched out. He pinched the piece of silver with both hands, almost making marks on it.
The thick curtain made of high-quality Suzhou-Hangzhou cotton cloth in front of the door was lifted by Tang Ma'er, and a heat wave that was completely different from the outside rushed towards the middle-aged merchant's face like a tide
But there were two stoves carved with beast patterns at the entrance of Zuixian Tower. The broken silver charcoal in the furnace was burning very vigorously, giving people the illusion of being bathed in spring breeze.
There are really two worlds inside and outside the house. The Zuixian Tower is also rich and powerful. Just by looking at the lobby, there are at least eight stoves for heating, making the wide first floor as warm as spring
Brother Zheng?
At this time, a voice with an uncertain tone suddenly sounded from the side
The middle-aged merchant was slightly stunned and turned to look at the other party. The next moment, his dark face was filled with a smile of reunion of friends after a long separation. It turned out that it was Brother Zichi, who had been missing for a long time!
That's your plan... Tang Ma'er asked tentatively
Just sit at that table, I want to talk to Brother Zichi and make a table for me!
The middle-aged businessman walked to the table of the man dressed in a scribe by the window with a smile, and then sat down with a chair.
OK! Tang Ma'er quickly turned around and left with a smile, and went to the kitchen to give instructions
Brother Zheng hasn't seen him for many years, so where are you taller recently? It seems that you are wearing a brand new satin gown, and you think you are worth a lot of money, right? The middle-aged scholar who is called Brother Zichi asked with a smile
The merchant surnamed Zheng was no longer as arrogant as before. He picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and then smiled generously:
Since I left my hometown many years ago, I was so angry that I was half dead outside. As a result, I was once in a while and became the small manager of the Yu family in Chang'an Prefecture. Since then, I have been promoted all the way and are now the third manager of the Yu court in the inner court! Speaking of which, if Brother Zichi had not secretly given me a silver, I would have starved to death halfway through!
The middle-aged scholar raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously: Could it be the one who started by transporting military rations, and now involved in salt and iron industries, with a wide range of hands and eyes, and claims that half of Chang'an is his Yufu?
When he heard his childhood friend mention his master, Mr. Zheng proudly held his chest out. He said proudly: That's not! Even the prefect of Chang'an, Guanzhong Daxingtai is also a guest of honor for the Yu family! As the saying goes, the seventh-rank official of the prime minister, I have suffered a lot of family resources over the years, and I have saved up a lot of family resources. Haha... Brother Zichi, where are you making a fortune now? If you are a little unhealthy, you can come over... The middle-aged scholar picked up a peanut, threw it into his mouth, chewed it hard, and said lightly:
I passed the Juren a few years ago, but after failing the exam many times, I can only do my job in the county government. My life is pretty good! I won’t bother Brother Zheng!
Oh, I said that Brother Zichi is a student, and he was a juren in his early thirties. There are not many since we established a county in Daxingcheng? Hahaha... Butler Zheng didn't agree with the other party's coldness, but said with a smile
The middle-aged scholar shook his head and replied: If we talk about the seeds of reading, there is really one in Daxing, but it’s a pity that Ah... Is there anyone who is better than Brother Zichi, you study?
Butler Zheng said in disbelief
The boy started studying at the age of four, and was able to write poetry at the age of seven and became a scholar at the age of twelve. Do you think it is so powerful? It’s a pity... The middle-aged scholar sighed again.
What a pity? Mr. Zheng asked curiously
The middle-aged scribe was about to say something, but suddenly Tang Ma'er shouted happily from the gate.
Oh, this is Mr. Chen, what wind has blown you! You have not come to our Zuixianlou for a long time... And suddenly a cold wind surged into the lobby, and a tall and handsome young man wearing a purple sable fur and holding a warm stove in his hand. Behind him was a famous servant in green clothes with beautiful eyebrows and tall figure. I don’t know if it is his book boy
Tang Ma'er followed the master and servant with a smile on his face. She looked even more flattering than when she served Butler Zheng before.
When Butler Zheng saw the young man's appearance, he immediately praised:
What a handsome young man!
I saw that the young man was tall, well-proportioned, handsome as a girl, but still heroic
Sword eyebrows, starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, it's no wonder that Manager Zheng, who is knowledgeable, can't help but secretly sigh in his heart
The middle-aged scholar picked up a peanut in surprise, threw it into his mouth and chewed it hard, and then took a sip of wine, but his eyes were always on the young man with squid.
Is my private room ready? The young man from Diao Qiu asked with a smile, the shopkeeper who rushed to the shop that he was waiting for himself.
That's sure, Mr. Chen is our old customer! We have cleaned the private room a long time ago and are waiting for Mr. Chen to arrive!
The shopkeeper with a slightly gray beard smiled brighter than the other party. He quickly supported Diao Qiu's young man's hand, as if he was serving his great-grandson, accompanying him upstairs.
Brother Zichi, Brother Zichi? Brother Zichi! Hello, what are you looking at... Do you know that rich young man?
Manager Zheng looked at the middle-aged scholar staring at the young man Diao Qiu away, and shouted several times before he heard the other party's movement. He immediately showed a curious look.
The middle-aged scholar shook his head and smiled bitterly: Not only knowing me, I am still his teacher! Oh... Where should I start? Manager Zheng was interested, so he asked curiously.
The middle-aged scholar did not answer directly, but instead seemed to change the subject and asked: Brother Zheng, do you know the battle of Yan'an Prefecture a hundred years ago?
Manager Zheng’s eyelids twitched and he quickly said in surprise: That’s natural, what do you mean?
The Taizu of this dynasty destroyed Qin and failed to break Tongguan. So he took a detour from Jinyang Prefecture and ran three hundred miles day and night. The former Qin court in Xiazhou was shocked and almost moved the capital to avoid its edge. Chen Zhongsu, who was the Minister of War at that time, disagreed with public opinion and only brought seven thousand imperial guards to the precarious last northern defense line of Chang'an. As a result, Chen Zhongsu struggled to guard Yan'an Prefecture for three months, and ordered the army of this dynasty to stagnate at the city and could not advance in a short time. If it weren't for the later Marquis of Longxiang Jia Wufeng, who led three thousand light cavalry to attack Chang'an and forced Shunzong of the Former Qin to surrender with his flesh and sheep, he would probably have been surrounded by more than 100,000 official troops.
The middle-aged scholar had no good feelings for the previous dynasty in his words. Even if he was now ruled by a foreign race, he had a faint tone.
Hearing that the imperial capital had surrendered, in order to protect the people of the city, Chen Zhongsu made an appointment with Taizu and not to hurt one person in the city. Taizu made a vow to heaven. Just when Chen Zhongsu opened the city army to enter the city, Chen Zhongsu committed suicide at the top of the city. The servants led more than 30 people in the school, Taizu was loyal and brave, and gave him a rich funeral. The descendants all recruited officials Chen Zhongsu and had two sons. The eldest son Chen Yan died young, and the second son Chen Xiao inherited the title of the title of Chen Xiao and had four sons. The first son Chen Shouzhong studied hard in Langya Cave, Lingxiao Mountain for 30 years without askingOn the contrary, Chen Shouxiao inherited his father's title, married a lady from the Xue family in Hedong as his wife, gave birth to the third son, the eldest son Chen Xiangwan, the second son Chen Xiangchao, and the youngest son Chen Xianglou Chen Xiangwan inherited his title, married a lady from the Liu family in Xiazhou. He had two sons and two daughters Chen Xiangwan died a few years ago. Fortunately, the grandmother is still there! His eldest son inherited the title, and also passed away with the Jinshi, ranking 32nd in the second grade. He is now the eldest daughter of the prefect of Jinan and married the Zhao family in Guanxi. The one is Chen Xiangwan's posthumous son, whose name is Chen Tingzhi
Manager Zheng asked curiously: How do you know so clearly?
The middle-aged scholar rolled his eyes and said helplessly: The Chen family is in Yan'an Prefecture, but I am... I am the young man's teacher Kaimeng. Now I am studying in my cousin's Qingming Academy, Mr. Yiliu's Qingming Academy, which makes my cousin love and hate!
What is this saying?
Manager Zheng said in surprise
I have said before that boy passed the scholar at the age of twelve. I don’t know how many scholars he envied, but he was spoiled by his grandmother since he was a child. Although he had no evil or traitor, he was full of playboy. My cousin hoped that this boy would continue to study and take the imperial examination, but the other party preferred to fight cocks and walk the dogs, and he was free to make friends with heroes. Those who were like to be like each other often spent a lot of money on Chen Xiangwan’s life, and when he was alive, he could still blame and restrain one or two. Now that his father died and his brother left, with the spoiled of his grandmother and his mother, this boy was like a sacrificial boy! What I sighed was just a pearl covered in dust.
The middle-aged scribe sighed
Manager Zheng was a little dissatisfied. He retorted with a smile: This may not be the case. Now that the north and the south have not been unified, the tribes outside the border are eyeing each year, I will come to the side every year. Even if the young master of the Chen family is not interested in learning literature, he will probably be good at making friends with knights. I am afraid he will be good at martial arts? Maybe they are determined to fight on the battlefield and gain fame?
The middle-aged scholar shook his head and thoughtfully said: I am afraid that he will play all day long and will not do his job! By the way, Brother Zheng, you are not the manager of Yu’s mansion, how could you appear in Daxing City?
Manager Zheng showed a hint of embarrassment. The middle-aged scholar observed his expression and said lightly: If there is something difficult, then I am abrupt... But after a moment, Manager Zheng returned to normal and said casually: There is nothing to do with it. Anyway, it is not a big deal. My wife and lady plan to go to Puji Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, and send me to the front station first.
Oh, Puji Temple Ah, did you hear that the living Buddhas there are very effective?
The middle-aged scribe showed a look of disdain
Manager Zheng knew that his childhood friend had never liked the sayings of ghosts and gods. He had long heard that many scholars of Confucianism were extremely disgusted with Buddhism and Taoism, so he quickly changed the subject...
In the private room on the second floor, Chen Tingzhi was sitting upright behind the round table, and behind him was the young book boy in green standing.
But there is a thin man with a clear face in this private room. He is wearing a leather jacket, leather boots and hat that only barbarians outside the Frontier were wearing. He is holding a long black box and smiling at Chen Tingzhi.
Harlangtai, what good baby did you get for me this time? Let me tell you Ah, I have found someone to read the manuscript you sold to me last time. It is not a handwriting of a great scholar in the previous dynasty. If you treat me as a fool again, believe it or not, I will not let you get out of Daxing City!
Chen Tingzhi threatened with some displeasure
Harangtai quickly said with a smile: The manuscript was indeed not written by a great scholar of the previous dynasty, but the article was never engraved and printed and published in the world. Let’s talk about it. You absolutely like the treasure I brought to Mr. Chen this time!
Oh, what's the thing you've got this time?
Chen Tingzhi played with a gold ring inlaid with rubies on his hand, and then asked back
Harangtai quickly opened the black box and then took out a slender object from it. As he lifted the cloth strip wrapped on it, a cold light immediately reflected into Chen Tingzhi's pupils!
The fair-skinned and handsome-faced Shutong behind him squeezed her fist slightly, and her body was instantly stretched, so she could pounce on the other party at any time
But Chen Tingzhi stared at the object in Harangtai's hand. It was a three-foot-long sword. The hilt was somewhat damaged and seemed to be half broken.
The swallowing mouth of the long sword was deliberately carved into the shape of an evil ghost. There were two deep blood grooves on the body of the sword with a cold light.
It can be imagined that if this sword kills the enemy, it looks like an evil ghost shed two lines of blood and tears from a distance!
Although this sword has been through many years, the sword edge is still there, and the sword body is full of dazzling cold light.
Chen Tingzhi immediately stood up and snatched the long sword from Harangtai, constantly stroking it, with the love in his eyes almost unconcealed.
Although Harangtai was taken away from his sword, he was not displeased at all. Instead, he had a smile on his face. The smile was a sincere smile. After all, how could a fat sheep like Chen Tingzhi, who barely bargained for buying things, so how could it be so easy to find a second head?
The sword is called "Zhenjun". It was made by Ouyang Yan, the general of the previous dynasty, who was built with a meteorite from the sky. That was the meteorite from the sky. It was presented to the prefect of Dengzhou in Qi. The former Qin Dynasty was presented to Emperor Wu of the Former Qin Dynasty. Later, Ouyang Yan used the meteorite from the sky to create three famous swords, namely "Nine Tripods", "Zhenjun", and "Zhenjun" Nine Tripods Swords later became the emperor's sword of Emperor Wu of the Former Qin Dynasty. With the destruction of the Former Qin Dynasty, the sword of Zhengqi was given to the Prime Minister Pei Jimin of the past. It has been passed down. It is coincidental that the only sword of Zhenjun in the mansion of the Prime Minister Pei Yongli of this dynasty was the rookie of the army in the Former Qin Dynasty. Hou Ban Jiaju of Dingyuan was later involved in the case of the prince's rebellion and was destroyed. However, Zhenjunjian did not appear on the list of house searches.
Harangtai talked
Chen Tingzhi's eyes were attracted by the Zhenjun sword, and he didn't notice what Harangtai was saying at all.
Fortunately, as a businessman, Harangtai was thick-skinned enough. He continued: A few days ago, I was receiving goods near Beiguan, Xiazhou Town. When I met a ignorant of gold-touching lieutenant, I spent it from him... Cough cough cough... This is not important! I mainly think that Mr. Chen is both civil and military, as the saying goes, a sword is given to a hero...
Good sword, good sword! Let’s give a price!
Chen Tingzhi tried to wield the long sword. The long sword was still a bit heavy in his hand, but this family member easily pulled out a few sword flowers.
In his interest, he even brought a beautiful sword dance
Harlangtai didn't expect that this playboy seemed to have good martial arts skills and was a little lost for a moment, but he quickly returned to the businessman's flattery and smart state, and then he pointed a finger at Chen Tingzhi.
One thousand taels? Well, okay! Xiaoqing, get the silver notes... Chen Tingzhi directly asked Junxiu Shutong behind him to take out the silver notes. The latter seemed to have been used to the master's big hand, so he didn't say anything, but took out a large silver not worth one thousand taels from his sleeve and handed it to the former
Unexpectedly, Harangtai shook his head and Chen Tingzhi frowned slightly. But after a moment, he still said lightly: Ten thousand taels? Yes, this ancient sword looks extraordinary, and ten thousand taels are acceptable... Junxiu Shutong's slender and black eyebrows were slightly frowned. Even if the master makes a fuss, he should know that ten thousand taels of silver is not a trivial matter.
In today's world, twenty taels of silver are enough for a family of rural farmers to spend a year
Like the banquet waiting for a table on Zuixian Tower today, it's only fifteen taels
For an ancient sword, I spent 10,000 taels of silver. Even among a family like the Chen family, it would be regarded as a prodigal son.
But Junxiu Shutong has always followed the principle of not talking about himself, so he did not say anything, but did not dissuade him. He just silently took out two silver notes of 5,000 taels from his sleeve and handed them to Chen Tingzhi.
But something surprising happened again, Harangtai shook his head again. Now even Chen Tingzhi's face became a little gloomy. He suppressed his anger and said: Are you just enjoying me?
But Harangtai showed two rows of white teeth, and then said astonishingly: No, I mean one or two!
This time it was Chen Tingzhi's turn to be surprised, but he soon realized that the other party might have other intentions, so he said lightly: What do you want, but it's okay to say... Hehehe... Harangtai stroked his palm, and then smiled honestly: I heard that the guardian in Xiazhou has recently changed... Xiaoqing, is that true?
Chen Tingzhi asked in a daze
Junxiu Shutong replied helplessly: Yes, the original guard of the young master was Lord Cheng Yongcheng. I heard that he was promoted to Beijing as the Minister of War because of his contribution to fighting the barbarians. Now the guard of Xiazhou is General Huwei, Lord Dai Kui and Dai... Oh, I remember him, I remember he was a grandfather's servant. His son seemed to be Dai Liangyu. I fought with him. His martial arts are really amazing... Chen Tingzhi recalled some excitement.
Harangtai smiled bitterly and said: That's right, my tribe had some conflicts with General Dai's subordinates. The other party seized some of our tribe and goods, so I thought about whether I could walk through your path of Mr. Chen. Please give General Cheng all the filial piety to General Cheng before saying a few good words to him.
But... my brother and my mother, including my grandmother, didn't let me touch the affairs of the clan... This matter... Chen Tingzhi was immediately embarrassed. If it was a matter of money, it would be easy to say, but if it involved human relations and affairs of the clan, he really couldn't say anything.
When Harangtai saw Chen Tingzhi's face showing a sense of distress, he suddenly became a little panicked and quickly used his aggressive generals. Everyone knew that Mr. Chen was the most favored junior of the Chen family in Yan'an. Could it be that Mr. Chen could not even do such a small matter?
The handsome boy frowned slightly. She knew that the young master she served had always been above his top. When he was so excited, he would inevitably fall into someone else's trap.
Unexpectedly, Chen Tingzhi stroked the ancient sword of Zhenjun, and then returned it to Harangtai with some difficulty, and then said: I can only say that I can do my best. Whether it can be achieved depends on luck! This sword... you take it back first... Harangtai was slightly stunned, but handed the Zhenjunjian back, and then smiled: I believe Mr. Chen's ability, this sword is just a deposit! It would be even better if Mr. Chen could let my tribe apologize to General Dai in person... Since the matter has been done, the fur merchant Harangtai said goodbye and left.
Listening to the footsteps that were moving away, the handsome Shutong suddenly opened her lips lightly and made a crisp female voice like a lark: I thought that when you are excited by him, you will agree to him directly when your mind is hot!
I still promised him!
Chen Tingzhi laughed and said, the handsome book boy beside him should be said to be his personal maid
As a child of a noble family, especially the local county guard, Chen Tingzhi naturally has many maids around him.
However, the level is very strict, only the first-class maid and second-class maid can enter his room. Only the first-class maid can follow him and enter the inner room!
Chen Tingzhi has four big maids around him, but the ones she likes to keep with her are often this girl named Qingluan
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