Chapter 313: Nothing happens in the world

Other generals on the top of the city also discovered something strange. They kept calling, but did not get Zhang Shi's response. Zhang Cheng hurriedly circled around Zhang Shi, but did not find any injuries on Zhang Shi's body. He stopped beside Zhang Shi, carefully stretched out his hand, tried it next to Zhang Shi's nose, knelt down silently, buckled his head, and said in a crying voice: "Old Master Zhang is here."

On the 14th day of the Xia army's siege, Zhang Dun, the Huanqing general, died of illness at the age of 75.

The passing of Zhang Ju is like a willow flower falling, silent...

That night, Xia Bing, who suffered a huge blow, had no choice but to retreat. Empress Dowager Liang then asked for help from the Liao Kingdom. The people of Liao Kingdom were impatient with the unreasonable demands of this boring and shameless woman, and sent people to Xixia to poison Empress Dowager Liang to death. Then, they ordered the people of Xixia to support Chongzong. So, Chongzong Ganshun began to rule with the support of the Liao Dynasty.

After Gan Shun took power, the first thing he did was to seek peace from the Song Dynasty court. At this time, the treasury of the Xixia state was empty. The strong men could not fill the army under the years of plundering on Huanqing Road. After the army suffered major losses, they could not suppress the female raid (female soldiers). The captured Song sisters began to make an appointment to escape to the Song Dynasty. This made the Xixia, which lacked manpower, go to the brink of destruction. At this time, with a gentle push of a finger, the Xixia, an enemy who had been entangled with the Song Dynasty for a hundred years, immediately collapsed...

However, the court allowed the Xixia peace request, which was equivalent to allowing the Xixia people to go back and lick their wounds in order to recover their strength and continue to go against the Song Dynasty.

At this moment, history returned to its inherent track, and Zhang Shi burned his life to ruin the imperial ministers again.

The news of Zhang Feng's death and the news of Queen Mother Liang being poisoned by the Liao people arrived in Guangnan. Immediately afterwards, the news of the court's peace talks with the Western Xia also reached Guangnan. Zhao Xing was in Guangzhou Prefecture. He went north and silently mourned the old master Zhang Feng Zhang who was not extinguished and fought endlessly. Wan Qi Yong sighed happily behind Zhao Xing: "Now, the Xia people are quiet-we have the alliance of Chanyuan with the Liao Kingdom, and the Xia people are beheaded and posted again. Looking around the Song Dynasty, we have no enemies. Lord, the world is peaceful."

Zhao Xing was silent for a moment. He said softly: "The hero is dead, and only his love, mourning and mercy are left in the world. God will come to judge this world! As for Xixia, Mr. Zhang has completed his judgment before his lifetime! The best enemy is the dead enemy. Xixia is a dying tiger, and I will not let it escape."

Wan Qiyong disagrees with Zhao Xing's words: "Sir, if the Xia people ask for peace, don't cause trouble. If the Xia people ask for peace, our Guangdong-Guangdong area will at least breathe a sigh of relief. At least the cooperation will not exist next year."

"That's true." Zhao Xing admitted this: "But our plan to pay taxes in one-way by officials and gentry" cannot be stopped. Do you know that only justice can cultivate national blood. Because of social justice, the people dare to reason and fight. When social injustice has become a common phenomenon, what we cultivate is only a group of slaves who are competing for power. "Official and gentry taxes in one-way by the people" does not depend on how much tax the people pay, but on allowing officials and gentry to share justice with the people.

The newly occupied Dali must rely on justice to make them convinced by our rule; while the small countries in the South China Sea must rely on justice to make them submit to our rule from the bottom of their hearts; in addition, we must quickly quell the chaos in Fujian. There are mountains and ridges, clan forces are complex and the language is strange. We must rely on justice to gain a foothold there and quickly quell the chaos in Fujian.

In Europe, Africa and the Asian continent are in constant war. Now not only are Europeans not interested in doing business, but Arabs are the same. This influence has affected the Quanzhou Maritime Warfare Division. The tax revenue of Quanzhou Maritime Warfare Division is a signal. We must first stabilize Fujian and then seek reconciliation with the Arabs so that the goods can be sold smoothly. Therefore, we must make good use of the sword of "justice".

You prepare and go to Fujian with me. We start from the area bordering Fujian and Guangdong, and organize civil affairs from one state to quell the bandits."

Wan Qiyong was happy from the bottom of his heart: "Sir, the world is peaceful, and the court will have more energy to control bandits. We can also turn around and manage Nanyang patiently.

Since the adults implemented the "tax of officials and gentry in one piece", our tax revenue has increased by at least 5 million yuan. In addition, the Song merchants stranded overseas have brought a large amount of property and have been constantly settling in Guangzhou, which has also made our market much more active. I estimate that tax revenue will increase in the next few years.

If it is peaceful today, the money for increased income was originally prepared for joint payments, but we don’t have to pay joint payments this year. It is just for development of the navy, building more ships, traveling further roads, and transporting more goods. Adults, you can expect..."

Wan Qi Yong, who was excited, kept talking to Zhao Xing about his future plans. Although Zhao Xing seemed to be in a bad mood, Wan Qi Yong only regarded him as a result of his injury. At noon, Wan Qi Yong finished the meal at Shuai Fan's mansion, walked out of Zhao Xing's mansion with satisfaction, stood on the street, looking at the people passing by on the streets of Guangzhou with a happy heart.

I feel so cute when I see anything.

Nowadays, under the guidance of Zhao Xing, people in the streets of Guangzhou have become more and more chaotic in their clothes. People in the capital like to call this phenomenon "consuming demons", believing that after Zhao Xing governed Guangzhou, Guangzhou became more and more demonized, but Zhao Xing called all this "pursuing fashion". Among them, there are also the contributions of Wanqi Yongdi, the current governor of Guangzhou.

Wanqiyong admired the people passing by with a sense of accomplishment. Few people passing by the streets had traditional long gowns in Song Dynasty. Men wore sweatshirts and short jackets from the West early, while women generally wore dresses common on modern streets. The materials for the clothes were silk and silk yarn, and occasionally bold women wore translucent potato yarn. In the potato yarn, the traditional bellyband was nowhere to be seen. Through the noon sunshine, Wanqiyong vaguely saw bras and thongs.

This was a bit over. Although the scene was pleasing to the eye, it made Wan Qi Yong, a local official, stared at the woman, and made him feel a little embarrassed. Wan Qi Yong quickly turned around and greeted the person: "Come on, take my sunglasses over by the master... The sunshine at noon is dazzling and tight."

The reason why Wan Qiyong called himself "master" was because his words were said to Kunlun slaves. Nowadays, a major investment in the Guangnan Navy is slave traders, and they also learn from Arab merchants. They often lean on a small island in Nanyang during patrols, searching for local natives, and then transporting them back to Guangzhou and selling them to local powerful people as slaves.

Due to Zhao Xing's efforts to open up wastelands and build roads in recent years, he was seriously short of labor and his desire for labor has in turn stimulated the development of slave trade. Nowadays, many small islands in Nanyang are completely empty. According to the newly issued Guangzhou local order, as long as Song merchants register with the Guangdong-Guangdong Economic and Investigation Department and pay land tax to the government on time, they can occupy an island and call themselves "the island owner".

After Zhao Xing came down from Dali, he focused on dealing with overseas affairs. Tubo had been crippled by him. The birth rate of the high-altitude area was extremely low. The avalanche at that time had buried countless people walking in the mountainous area. There may be innocent passers-by among them, but no one cares about their life and death. Tubo, who had lost a large number of young and strong population, could not relieve his vitality for fifty or sixty years. Zhao Xing, who had no worries, was determined to plunge the tree of the Song Dynasty firmly into the Southeast Asian Sea.

First, he established the "Overseas Affairs Bureau", which was specifically responsible for overseas immigration affairs. To this end, he even established a school in the school that specializes in studying overseas immigration skills, systematically researching how to implant the Song people into the local society and rely on the support of the state power behind the Song people. He quickly gained local political and economic dominance...

In addition, another important task of the "Overseas Affairs Bureau" is to enclose land as kings. Any Song people can go overseas to occupy the "borderless land" and then apply for protection from the Guangnan Navy. As long as they pay taxes normally, the Guangdong Provincial Administration Department recognizes their status as the autonomous region and allows them to organize their own armed guards overseas and enjoy the right to govern the local area, just like the local kings.

This strategy stimulated the immigration wave of Guangdong. Many inland people brought their families to Guangdong and purchased a house or land in the local area. After they lived for a year, after having a tax record in the Guangdong Richure Department, the young and strong family in their families were impatient to climb Shanghai boats and float to the South China Sea, hoping to find a land without owners. If they are lucky, they will occupy the mountain and become king. If they are not lucky, they will steal a few slaves and sell them back...

The Kunlun slaves around Wanqiyong are the products of the slave trade tide. These natives originally lived in the jungle, and many people had never seen what clothes looked like in their lives. After entering the Song Dynasty, Zhao Xing immediately fell under the civilization of the Song Dynasty during a series of cultural conquests. They were extremely docile to their masters, for fear of being driven back to their hometown by their masters.

Kunlun slave respectfully handed over the sunglasses. Wan Qiyong took the gold-framed glasses and proudly put the bridge of his nose. He walked with his eight-character steps, neither sitting in a sedan chair nor a car, and walked leisurely on the streets of Guangzhou at noon...

Teams of young teenagers, women of various styles passed by Wan Qiyong, and their clothes were simply a Song Dynasty color fair.

Zhao Xing started his career in the printing and dyeing industry. After he arrived in Guangzhou, his printing and dyeing industry became bigger and bigger, and he developed colored cloths, printed cloths, and sauté cloths of various colors. The textile technology of the Song Dynasty was originally developed, and many of the Song Dynasty weaving methods were later lost. However, Zhao Xing's appearance made the textile industry develop a unique weaving art. This weaving method is purely made of dyed silk threads, setting different colors of warp and weaving like embroidery, and weaving a hidden flower pattern.

New-style textile technology is more sought after by businessmen, and it also gives local people in Guangzhou more choices...

Wan Qiyong stood on the street for a while, and passed by both bright clothes and people wearing hidden silk. This hidden floral cloth looks subtle, but while walking, the patterns on his body appear and disappear. The hidden butterflies, dragonflies, sparrows and other hidden ones seem to fly out of their clothes, gracefully among the flowers, which is pleasing to the eye.

Shaking his fan, Wan Qiyong followed the flow of people to the Guangzhou Government Office. He turned a corner of the street and heard several rumbling explosions in his ears. He smelled a smell of gunpowder in his nose. Wan Qiyong stopped and looked at the place where the explosion sounded.

As the smoke filled the gunpowder, a group of men wearing ghost masks covered their loud harpoons and nine-ring swords, dancing on the street. Around them, several strong men kept igniting the explosives in their hands and threw them on the ground. As the explosives exploded, the smoke scattered and the human faces did not meet. In a vague mistake, gods and ghosts wearing ghosts wearing ghost masks and strange costumes suddenly spewed out flames from their green fangs. The pedestrians on the roadside were frightened and screamed loudly, but the screams seemed very joyful.

A shirtless man jumped out. He put on a few shapes with a ghost face and said in a muffled voice: "Dear readers, it is said that Guangzhou is a place where gold and silver flow. Our family learned the thunder fireball technique from everyone in the capital "Xiadaozi", as well as the medicine-haired puppet taught by Li Waining and Zhang Zhenmiao. We came to Guangzhou to pay homage to the wharf. The nobles looked fun and gave a small amount of money or two to let the brothers have a meal."

After saying that, the man took out a paper man from his side. The paper man had all his eyebrows and eyes, just like a real person. The man threw the paper man underground. A smoke came out from the feet of the paper man. Then, the paper man began to rotate on the ground. He danced clumsyly, while the man simulated a ghost cry in his mouth, dancing the instruments in his hand - the harpoon with iron rings and the nine-ring knife, and used a series of clamoring sounds to accompani the paper man's dance.

Wan Qi Yong shook the fan, trying to drive away the smoke from his nose. Seeing that more and more people around him surrounded him, he quickly covered half of his face with the fan, lowered his head and hurriedly ran towards the Guangzhou Government Office.

The explosives thrown by the man were thunderbolt fireballs, which are what modern times call "firebuchets". The paper man who danced is "Medicine-haired puppets", which are tied to bamboo. There are two fire-breathing barrels under his feet. As long as the nozzles of the two fire-breathing barrels are adjusted to the size and direction of the spray, the Medicine-haired puppets can turn on the ground.

The man's mouth "Xia Daozi, Li Waining, Zhang Zhenmiao" was a master of the medicine-haired puppets of this era. He had performed it for Empress Dowager Gao. I heard that the medicine-haired puppets they made would dance with the two hands of the paper man, and with the help of gunpowder, the paper man appeared and not only did not look clumsy, but instead felt like he was floating in the air.

Wan Qiyong had seen the original fireworks show in Beijing, so he was not interested in this street performance. While walking, he wondered: "Hey. The formula of my gunpowder in Guangzhou is different from that in Tokyo. How could these people mix my gunpowder in Guangzhou to spray the effect...wrong!"

Just as he was thinking, Wan Qiyong had already walked into the yamen, and several subordinates saluted him. He quickly waved to one of the subordinates and ordered: "I just saw someone performing fireworks on the street. I saw something wrong with them. You turn around and ask the yamen runners to invite them. I have something to ask."

The official was a sage. He grinned and replied with a smile: "Sir. In this Guangzhou area, who can compare to the adult on the ground above our heads? I heard that Huang Da and Huang Erliang have been studying more violent explosives recently. I heard that there has been a result. Please don't worry about gunpowder. Lord Xie Lin, the transfer commissioner of Jinghu South Road, just sent a secret letter asking to meet our old man in Shaozhou. Lord Wanqi, this matter is the most important thing. Before we report to the teacher, you have to come up with a plan."

Wan Qi Yong had a stern face: "Baby, when is it your turn to make your own decisions? Go and invite those fireworks artists to come over. By the way, take the secret letter from Lord Xie, and I want to take a look."

Zhao Xing’s mansion, since Wan Qi Yong left, Zhao Xing picked up the newly published "Marine News" in his study. After reading two pages, Cheng Azhu led the three brothers in. She saluted Zhao Xing with a straight face, greeted her eldest son Zhao Feng and said, "Feng'er, today is the day to check your homework. Let your homework show your father."

Before Zhao Xing could take over the copybook handed over by his eldest son, he had already repeatedly said, "Okay, okay, better than his father."

Although Zhao Feng is young, it depends on who his teacher is. Su Shi and Huang Tingjian are two of the four famous calligraphy masters of the Northern Song Dynasty. These two people taught him to write calligraphy with brushes, and of course they were better than his father's words, so Zhao Xing's words were not perfunctory.

Cheng Azhu was dissatisfied. He glanced at Zhao Xing and said blamingly: "My husband is not concerned about it. You are not good at all. You don't teach your children any more."

Zhao Xing sighed: "Actually, for this era, I really have nothing to teach my children. Let the children learn from their master and his four masters... Maybe it is also a kind of happiness to be a person from the Song Dynasty thoroughly."

Cheng Azhu retorted unhappily: "Young Master's wisdom should be taken out. Cheng Shuang said that he had learned three points and now he is doing a lot of fun in Jinlan. Now he is all his own children, so your husband cannot hide his own private life."

Zhao Xing nodded: "That's right, I will pass on the children's "School of the World and the People" to them. In fact, don't be too strict with your children. Be a father and earn this family business for him. If your child can keep his achievements, he will be a Zuguwen in the Song Dynasty happily. If he really can't survive, he can also be the king and dominate overseas. Why make the children so tired? Look. This child has made you teach him to be old-fashioned."

Zhao Feng was indeed old-fashioned. He stood there, with a flat and straight body, and a serious expression like an old man. His two younger brothers, Chen Yiyi, Zhao Hai, and Azhu's third son Zhao Yun, stood there, winking at each other, and for a moment, they couldn't be at peace.

When Zhao Xing talked about overseas, Cheng Azhu quickly stopped her course. He drove all the children outside the house and asked Zhao Xing softly: "My husband, Ahai has Jinlan City, and now other children are getting older. You have to make an idea for those overseas foundations. For example, what status should 'Xiaotian' give? You can give me a message early."

The so-called Xiaotian is Kasli's youngest son. Arabs do not have the habit of confinement. Kasli got out of the ground on the third day of giving birth and ran out to contact the merchants. Judging from the situation, she also had a strong sense of mission to be a mother and was ready to earn a fortune for her son.

The new mixed-race child is very popular with Zhao Xing. This villain's skin is very white, with a slightly blue eyeball, which makes his eyes appear deep blue-black, and his hair is naturally curved. His eyes are big and vivid, and the outline of his nose and face are mixed with the beauty of Arabs and Song people. Zhao Xing is particularly fond of them.

Zhao Xing used to be busy with official duties and rarely taught his three children. Now that his youngest son has given birth, he is a little free, so he is mixed with his youngest son every day, which makes Cheng Azhu a little worried.

Generally speaking, fathers prefer children. Cheng Azhu is worried that Zhao Xing will overly favor children and that his second son Xiaoyun will lose power, so she asks to be at ease early.

"Ma Yi - I will put this child in the future. Ma Yi has always been the supervisor of the Nanyang Alliance. I promised to give them a 'king', and this child is prepared for them. However, don't tell me this matter, wait until the child grows up.

Children are still young now. Let them experience brotherly feelings. This is serious... Don't worry, the industries in Song Dynasty belong to your son. They are all from Song Dynasty, and they may not be willing to work overseas..."

Cheng Azhu breathed a light sigh. Just then, Li Qingzhao led his crooked little daughter Ayuan into the yard. When the little girl saw Zhao Xing, she shook Li Qingzhao's hand and shakingly ran towards Zhao Xing. Zhao Xing happily picked up his little daughter. Li Qingzhao had already walked to him and spread her hands and said, "Give me money, your daughter spent 800 guan today, give me money quickly."

Cheng Azhu frowned and quickly took her youngest daughter from Zhao Xing's arms to ask about the situation. Zhao Xing smiled and asked Li Qingzhao: "Can my girl cost more than you? Tell me, how did she spend these 800 guan?"

Li Qingzhao crossed her waist and replied: "Today I went to the class building to play cards. Your daughter made trouble, which made me lose 300 guan. Also, I will accompany your daughter for one morning, and the nanny fee is worth 500 guan... Your daughter also asked me to buy candied haws and sour plum fruits. I won't ask you for these small amounts of money. You give 800 guan, and we will clear both of them!"

"Team Building?" Zhao Xing said with a bitter face: "I seem to remember that there is a tream building in Tokyo, but it is a fireworks place. Did you take my daughter to the fireworks place? You also want to ask me for money? I'm so brave. Go out and ask me about it. Mantubo, Mandali, Mannanyang, is there such a way to ask me Zhao Laohu for the account? Ah?!"

Li Qingzhao had a small face and replied: "Yes, this class building is the Tokyo class building branch. The 'owner' inside is very interesting. They spent ten cents of money to ask me to teach playing cards... I am going to write a book in detail, specifically about the class building."

Zhao Xing's face turned green, and he held back his anger and asked, "Class Building, do I remember where the 'ownership' attitude is very good?"

"Ownership? Attitude? What do you care about? It's enough to have a good attitude... Those people are good-looking, but they are too stingy in their work. They asked me to teach them how to play horses and only gave them ten tuition fees, which made me lose 300 trump cards. It's a big hatred!" Li Qingzhao counted her fingers and complained dissatisfiedly.

"The owner of the Jiaolao class building outside the city of Wan'anmen," was famous throughout the Song Dynasty. These "male prostitutes" specialize in laughing at noble ladies or men-like people. The modern term is "duck" or "shemale".

Zhao Xing shook his head: "There are all the classes in Guangzhou. Are there so many boring girls in Guangzhou... Azhu, remember, in the future, Ayuan dares to go to the work floor again and break Li Qingzhao's leg. I don't believe it. Who dares to stop me in Guangzhou?"

Li Qingzhao complained dissatisfiedly: "Uncle Zhao, your daughter is going to go, why should I break my leg?"

Zhao Xing laughed and said, "You took her there, I will only ask you."

Li Qingzhao had to argue a few more words, and Wan Qi Yong had already spoken behind her: "Li Xiaomeng, your father loves you, so I won't say anything. How dare you take another woman to a place like Banlou? I wonder if your Uncle Zhao is called "can't mess with you."

As soon as Wanqi Yong appeared, Cheng Azhu knew that they were discussing the matter, so she hugged Ayuan with one hand and Li Qingzhao with the other hand to say goodbye. After they left, Wanqi Yong handed over Xie Lin's secret letter and said, "Xie Jinghu requested a meeting, but the letter did not say anything else, but just asked us to keep it confidential. What did Xie Jinghu want to talk about?... Haha, adults don't have to worry about the affairs of the class building. Most of the owners of the class building are no longer men. They are pretentious and only have the ability to please others, hehe..."
Chapter completed!