The first thousand one hundred and eighty-three chapters Yuezhi Wang cry in the Han court (1)(1/2)
It is early summer, and it is the season for catkins to float again.
Due to the Battle of Shule last year, Hengmen became the most prosperous city gate with the largest flow of people and traffic in Chang'an City.
Since the beginning of spring, every day, the city gate is blocked from water at dawn.
Businesses and travelers from all over the world and the four barbarians of the Western Regions came one after another.
They travel here with their specialties from all over the world and wealth.
This also made the tempers of the Han soldiers guarding here increasingly furious.
The Han family business traveler is fine, so I handed over some "herbal tea money" and asked these old men to relieve the fire, so I won't make things difficult.
But the business travelers from Siyi did not have such good luck.
Even if you want to be like a Chinese merchant, it is impossible to find an opportunity to hand over the "herbal tea money".
Because the Han and Shangs had long joined forces to manage the entire Jingzhao Yin and the Weiwei, so the city gate guards were particularly strict when facing the Yi and Shangs.
They often check their goods to see if they carry contraband. Sometimes, even the officials of the senior officials check the payment of vehicle and ship taxes by the barbarians.
Once something is found wrong, the goods will be seized or even arrested.
If you are not lucky, the barbarians and merchants will have to spend their lives in the prison in Chang'an City.
Despite this, the Yi and Shang people coming to Chang'an are still continuing one after another.
There is no way to come to Chang'an once. As long as you can go in, sell the goods in your hand, and then buy the goods in the Han Dynasty to return to China. This time, the net profit will be at least thirty or fifty times!
Such huge profits, let alone taking risks, even if you ask to tie your head to your belt, there are countless people who are willing to do it.
As a result, Chang'an Rangers opened up a new industry outside Hengmen to deal with the Yi and Shang.
Guarantee, assist in customs clearance, exchange of currency, sales and purchase of goods, they handle it in one-stop.
Of course, I have to pay some hard work.
This in turn makes it particularly difficult to enter and exit the horizontal door.
So even the residents and even officials of Chang'an City did not go to Hengmen even if they had something to do.
They would rather go around for an hour or two than come here.
This also makes Hengcheng Gate called Humen among the people of Chang'an City, and Hengmen Avenue near Hengcheng Gate is called Huren Street.
The scholars and officials had nothing to do, so they decided not to get close to this place.
But the rangers loved it so much that in order to compete for territory and to control business, more than a dozen bodies of unknown origin could be found in the alleys and moats inside and outside Hengmen every day.
This forced Jingzhao Yin to send a large number of officials to settle in Hengmen Avenue to maintain public order.
But they couldn't help with the things outside the city.
This also made the Hengmen a chaotic area where people in Chang'an hear it.
It was noon this day, the scorching sun burned the earth, the temperature soared to more than 30 degrees, and even the Hengcheng Gate became deserted.
The guards guarding the city gate had already sat in the awnings built by the powerful merchants in Chang'an City, shaking palm-leaf fans, drinking cold and cold water from others, and eating well watermelons with market prices of up to 100 cents.
The officers could even taste the iced sour plum soup taken out from the ice cream.
And outside the city gate, Ranger was not so lucky.
They could only squat in the simple wooden shed they built, and looked at the soldiers sitting upright in the pergola and pavilion at the city gate, eating watermelons and drinking sour plum soup, with envy in their eyes.
"I would be better if I joined the army..." Qin Erliu drooled and looked at the watermelon peel that was discarded by the soldiers at the city gate, and was extremely envious: "Even if you can't be a soldier under General Ying Yang, even if you can watch the city gate in this Chang'an City, it will be worth the rest of your life!"
"Qin Er, you are dreaming!" The friends heard it and immediately laughed: "You are not even seven feet long, will the military man want you?!"
"I heard that the standard for recruiting troops in Guanzhong this year is that the six captains of the Northern Army have reached seven feet and three inches in height. As for the Yingyang Brigade, legend has it not only required that it is at least seven feet and three inches, but also that it is required to be able to ride a horse and be able to draw a bow..." Someone said.
"Ah..." Qin Er said dejectedly: "Last year, the Northern Army recruited troops, wouldn't it be enough to only be seven feet?"
"Last year is last year! This year is this year!" Qin Er's boss and his elder brother Qin Dalang walked into the wooden house and said in a deep voice: "Even if he has reached the standard in height this year, many people have been knocked down!"
"Wang Jiasanlang, who is in our neighborhood, did not choose the Northern Army this time, and he could only go to the Jingfu Duwei as a soldier. In a few months, I'm afraid you will see him at the gate of Chang'an City!"
"Ah..." Qin Er was stunned: "Can't even Wang Sanlang choose the Northern Army?!"
The others were also shocked!
Because Wang Sanlang is a famous hero in their neighborhood!
At only eighteen years old, he was over seven feet and four inches tall, and he was extremely brave. He could not get close to him at ease.
Everyone inside and outside the neighborhood thought that Wang Sanlang would definitely win the Northern Army this time.
I didn’t expect that such a hero could not be selected as the Northern Army!
"Hey!" Qin Dalang said, "This year, we have to choose the Northern Army, not just bravery! Damn! The Northern Army actually needs to learn literacy this year, and be able to read and write at least 500 words!"
"Are they elected soldiers or officials?" Qin Er murmured incredibly: "How can there be so many heroes in this Guan who can both read and meet their standards?"
"There is no in Guanzhong, but there is one in the world..." Qin Dalang said leisurely: "Last year, Yingyang Brigade defeated the Western Xiongnu Yu Shule, and the Western Xiongnu gave up land and received money. Six thousand Yingyang cavalry, and everyone made a fortune!"
"Then, when the country develops the Western Regions, the emperor ordered the six captains of the Northern Army to rotate to the Western Regions Protectorate's Office..."
"All heroes in the world are crazy when they hear this!"
"I heard that even Jiaozhi has heroes recruited..."
Everyone sighed when they heard this.
"What should I do..." Qin Er couldn't help but sigh: "Brother, our Dalang will be eighteen in a few years!"
Qin Dalang nodded, and a serious look appeared on his face.
Their brothers and the same tribe in the neighborhood work hard every day in the scorching sun, and even tied their heads to their belts to fight with others bravely, in order not to make more money, to cultivate their descendants into adults, so that they can join the Han army and become Yingyang knights, and even to enter the Northern Army if they are not good.
In this way, you will have the opportunity to shine your ancestors and get rid of the fate of being a knife for people from generation to generation!
but……
Nowadays, heroes from all over the world are fighting for it.
The pressure suddenly increased.
"I've thought about it!" Qin Dalang said in a deep voice: "A few days later, I will ask someone to send my Dalang to the princes and princes outside the city, and ask the princes and princes to teach him how to read..."
"This reading and reading requires a lot of money to be used as a burden!" Qin Er said in surprise.
Nowadays, in Guanzhong, I want to send my children to school, which is no better than in previous years.
Because the emperor has begun to issue imperial edicts to Jingzhaoyi, left Fengyi, right Fufeng. Starting this year, Guanzhong officials have all taken the exam in addition to Yin and Yin.
Therefore, whether it is a private school or a primary school in Guanzhong, the money spent soared by dozens of times.
Moreover, during festivals, you have to be filial to your teachers, otherwise you may be accused of being disrespectful to your teachers, being detrimental to your reputation, and even being opened to the family and being shamed for life.
However, even so, the people of Guanzhong, regardless of their high or low status, still tried every means to send their descendants to school.
However, it is extremely strict for the famous scholars to accept disciples.
It's not something that can be solved by binding.
Even ordinary literati have to repeatedly examine the character of disciples before they can get involved in the door.
It is almost impossible for the children of a ranger like the Qin brothers to join the disciples of these people.
There are only a few people who can earn money as long as they are given to their subordinates.
There is a king outside this Hengmen.
However, the money collected by this king and prince was very exaggerated. He needed ten thousand yuan per year. In addition, during festivals, he had to offer more than a thousand yuan gifts to satisfy him.
"No matter how much money you have, you have to send it!" Qin Dalang said in a deep voice: "I have been like this in my life. Maybe one day I will die outside this city..."
"But my son can't be like me!"
"You have to be a dignified real man and shine in the family!"
"So, I have to work harder!" Qin Dalang licked his tongue, his face full of flesh and blood looked at the world outside the wooden house with malicious intentions: "I have to do as many 'buying' as much as possible!"
Others listened to it and knew that what Qin Dalang called a business was actually exploiting the barbarians.
only……
Their group of rangers is just a small group outside this Hengmen.
I can't compete with those big rangers at all. I can only pick up some soup that others don't want, or try to help others, run errands, do some simple things, and make some money for wine.
If you want to fight for a business, you have to fight with others!
This is no joke!
Outside this Hengmen, people like Qin Dalang die in unknown corners every day, with their bodies eaten by ants and insects.
but……
Thinking of Qin Dalang's words, everyone clenched their fists silently.
They only have their lives to win!
If they do not fight for their lives, their descendants will never have a chance to stand out.
To be continued...