Xinmao (the third day of the Lunar New Year) in the leap second month of the first year of Yuanyou.

Under the leadership of Xing Shu, Liao envoy Yeluju, deputy envoy Zhao Xiaoyan and other accompanying Liao envoys stepped into the task of handing over the child.

Then, in the official office of Jiaoziwu, they saw that Jiaozi had been printed and filled with boxes one after another.

Every Jiaozi print is extremely exquisite.

The patterns and words on them are clearly visible and the colors are bright. At the same time, as soon as they get their hands on these Jiaozi, the Liao people know that these papers are specially made, and their feel and thickness are obviously different from ordinary papers.

As a result, the Liao envoys whispered to each other, discussed and sighed.

As an envoy, Yeluju was a little absent-minded.

His thoughts were still on last night.

Under the Bianhe River, rows of lanterns look like stars in the sky.

The noisy crowd passed by him.

This is a scene he has never seen before!

At that moment, he felt like a savage, naked, breaking into the civilized world.

Then, he arrived at the legendary Sangjia Wazi.

The dense flow of people surged through the tiles like a river.

Lanterns hung in the tiles turn night into day.

He continued to go deeper and entered a gentle land.

Yeluju looked back and saw the Southern Dynasty ambassador Xing Shu who had been laughing and joking with his subordinates.

"I heard last night that I spent two to three hundred dollars in one night!" Yeluju thought.

"My annual salary and reward are only more than a thousand copper coins, and the rest are either rice or livestock."

Yeluju felt his poverty for the first time.

The majestic military governor of the Liao Dynasty only got a thousand guan in one year.

You can only visit Sangjia Wazi seven times and enjoy Master Li’s services seven times.

How can this be done?

Absolutely not!

No matter what!

Thinking like this, Yeluju tightened his grip on Jiaozi in his hand.

…

In Jiying Hall, the sutra banquet has ended.

It's time for after-school discussion.

The relevant official documents brought from Kaifeng Mansion were placed in the hall.

Everyone can take it and check it out at will.

Zhao Xu didn't look at this, he was just asking about Zhang Yi and Song Yongchen who were called to Jiying Palace to stand by.

"How long will it take for the housekeeper's house to demolish the houses that encroach on the street?" Zhao Xu asked Zhang Yi directly.

Zhang Wei replied: "Reporting to your Majesty, I am willing to demolish all the houses and shops that invade the street within one month, build buildings, and restore the road!"

"Where are the affairs of the various departments and offices in Beijing?" Zhao Xu asked Song Yongchen again.

Song Yongchen replied: "I also ask for a period of one month!"

"Good!" Zhao Xu nodded.

He doesn't care how the store, home, and other departments operate, he only cares about the results.

The royal family took the initiative first, and then the scholar-bureaucrats, relatives, and ministers were willing to follow up.

Of course, Zhao Xu knew in his heart that this kind of thing was just a gust of wind.

Once the news is over, similar things will take root.

Besides, there is also the problem of the imperial army and the common people invading the streets.

These two issues are the real thorny issues.

Because the emperor, as an emperor, can still use morality and laws to deal with the intrusion of shops, officials, and government on the streets.

But how to control the imperial army and the people?

You know, the reason these people invade the streets is because they can only invade the streets.

If their houses are demolished, where will they live?

Forced demolition?

That's not impossible.

The price will be unimaginably high!

It might even cause a mutiny!

In a dynasty like the Song Dynasty where stability was overwhelming, no official other than Zhao Ji dared to touch the houses of the common people and the imperial army.

However, if the imperial army and the common people cannot be prevented from invading the streets, then this matter is doomed to fail.

Fortunately, Zhao Xu's real purpose has never been to eliminate or curb the invasion.

He just wants to use this guise to do what he wants to do.

So, everything now is just a cover, a show and a smokescreen.

Just for others to see!

It's just that his acting skills are better and he confuses others.

…

After the Sutra Banquet, Zhao Xu returned to Funing Hall, changed into casual clothes, and went to the imperial garden behind Funing Hall for a walk and play.

At the same time, observe the growth of the watermelon seeds sent by the old emperor of Liao as a national gift last year.

It has to be said that the watermelon cultivation technology of the Liao people has reached a very high level.

Especially in terms of breeding, they use a mixture of cow dung and plant ash to grow watermelon seedlings, and then transplant them into the ground after the watermelon seedlings have grown to a certain level.

In this way, watermelon seedlings can survive their most vulnerable period in a relatively warm environment.

Today, the dozens of watermelon seedlings planted in the imperial garden were all cultivated using the technology of the Liao people - he had already sent the other seeds to Xihe in the first month of the year.

The roads were painted by Xiang Zonghui and Gao Gong, and they should probably have been planted by now.

Watermelon seedlings grow well in the sun.

By the summer, you should be able to harvest.

"It's a pity that today's watermelons are white even in their flesh!"

"How long will it take to eat sweet red watermelon?" Zhao Xu thought regretfully in his heart.

"Everyone..." When Zhao Xu was observing the watermelon seedlings, Feng Jing's voice came from behind him: "I just heard from Shi Douzhi that it seems that last night, Zhongshu Sheren Xing Shu brought a

People left Duting Posthouse."

Zhao Xu hummed and asked, "Where did they all go to play?"

"It seems that I went to Zhouqiao Night Market, and then went to Sangjia Wazi behind Panjia Tower. I seemed to have watched sumo wrestling, listened to Master Li singing, and just returned to Dutingyi before dawn!"

Zhao Xu listened, smiled, and said: "Feng Jing, when he conveyed my decree to the capital hall, he said: I am a member of the Zhongshu Sheren, and I am a companion of the envoy. I am loyal to the king and diligent in my work. I can go to Xianyuan directly."

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A library position is something that all civil servants and officials strive for diligently.

What makes it valuable is that to a certain extent, the official is a close official of the emperor and an adviser to the emperor.

Originally, according to tradition, as the Minister of Foreign Affairs, Xing Shu should have had a post long ago.

But his promotion speed was a bit fast. Within a year, he jumped three levels in a row and was promoted to Zhongshu Sheren.

Therefore, the capital did not dare to assign him a library job.

Now, Zhao Xu personally made up for this shortcoming for him.

Note: In order to build Yanfu Palace and Genyue, Huizong demolished countless people's houses in Bianjing City!

These included many custodian houses.

How awesome!

This also proves from the side that the imperial army in Beijing in the late Northern Song Dynasty was indeed in ruins.
Chapter completed!