The little fat man is named Zheng Hong, and there is no official at home, he is just a wealthy businessman in Yangzhou.

Lao Bai's attitude is so respectful because Zheng Hong's brother-in-law is a close confidant of the Lizhou Road Tea and Horses Officer...

Today, the highest tea and horse institution in all walks of life in Sichuan and Shaanxi is the "Da Tea and Horse Office", which is in charge of tea and horse affairs in Sichuan, Shaanxi, Gansu and other places. It is generally the Xihe Road Transfer Envoy to serve this position.

The Tea and Horse Department of Lizhou Road under its jurisdiction has more than ten officials in charge of the tea and horse affairs of Lizhou Road.

How can I take care of a few more than a dozen officials?

The real person is the official.

A trusted official of the Tea Horse Officer is enough to determine the life and death of the tea garden owner in the countryside!

"Please please, little official." The servant of the Bai family led the way with great diligence, wishing to kneel down as a dog, and always bowed down, so he did not dare to stand up and walk.

After dragging the mud and water for a while, Zheng Hong looked at the muddy mountain road and wiped his forehead and asked, "Where is Li Erlang? How long will it take to go?"

The servant of the Bai family quickly replied: "My Sanlang and Li Erlang should be drinking tea at Biyun Pavilion. You will be there in two or three minutes (Song Ke is 14.4 minutes)."

"I'll have to walk for two or three more minutes?" Zheng Hong felt his legs trembling.

He was in a leisurely and happy place in Yangzhou City, and his father insisted on him coming here. For no other reason, Li Hanzhang came over and the Zheng family sent him to play with Li Erlang.

In the eyes of Lao Bai, the Zheng family is the god.

Not only because the Zheng family's son-in-law is a senior official of the Tea and Horses Department, but also because the Zheng family is a big tea merchant in Yangzhou.

And in the eyes of the Zheng family, the master of the magistrate Li Xianggong is the god of heaven.

Because the Tongzong held the financial power, the commercial tax and agricultural tax were all taken. Although the state magistrate had no right to interfere in the tea tax, the Zheng family had other taxes. It happened that his son and Li Hanzhang were studying in the academy. Why didn’t he quickly curry favor with the son of the state magistrate’s family?

"I'm so tired, sit down and rest for a while." Zheng Hong was born fat and it was too difficult to walk the muddy mountain road.

The servants of the Bai family quickly took off their clothes and spread them on the stones by the roadside, fearing that the mud and water would taint Zheng Xiaoguanren's buttocks.

After a breath, Zheng Hong suddenly asked, "Is there a bamboo carriage (sliding rod)?"

The servant of the Bai family explained: "The road is slippery after the rain and the mountain is steep. I am afraid that the little officials will fall."

Zheng Hong had no choice but to pat his butt and stood up: "Let's go."

He really didn't want to come. Even when he went to the academy, his father paid for it, just to be classmates with Li Hanzhang.

But this little fat man doesn't like reading, and he can fall asleep even when he listens to the lecture. His ignorant look is not as good as Li Erlang's eyes. For more than half a year, his classmates said dozens of words in total, and they always use their hot faces to touch people's butts.

Zheng Hong has had enough of this kind of life!

He knew what his father was thinking, it was nothing more than Li Hanzhang's wife who died. The Zheng family was looking forward to marrying her daughter and re-establishing her, so she was convicted of the state as a relative of her children.

...

Inside the Biyun Pavilion.

Li Hanzhang tasted the rural brewed fruit wine and couldn't help but exclaim: "The dry wine is fragrant in the village, and the rich and rich villages of Yangzhou are indeed the best in Sichuan and Shaanxi, and even this rural brew is so sweet."

Bai Chongyan smiled and said, "The mountains are remote, there is nothing else, only fine wine and fragrant tea."

"It's enough to have these two!" Li Hanzhang laughed.

There were four major commercial centers in the Northern Song Dynasty, and the commercial taxation of Xingyuan Prefecture (Hanzhong) once ranked second in the country.

Yangzhou is next door to Xingyuan Prefecture. Although the registered population is only more than 200,000, it is still the main commercial road of Hanshui. Although the agricultural tax cannot be collected, the commercial tax is second only to Xingyuan Prefecture. Even because the Hehuang borders and Sichuan and Shaanxi tea are subject to bans, the commercial area of ​​Hanzhong is in decline, and the lean camels are bigger than horses.

There are three specialties in Yangzhou: fine wine, tea, and gold!

Zhenfu County under Yangzhou was directly called Huangjin County in the early Song Dynasty. Even after the founding of New China, some place names were still retained: Huangjinxia Town, Jinshui Town...

There are also people in Xixiang County where the Zhu family and his son are currently located, in the northern mountainous areas.

"I heard that Brother Zhu is from Guangnan. Is there any fine wine there?" Li Hanzhang asked Zhu Guoxiang.

Zhu Guoxiang didn't know these things and said vaguely: "Guangnan is remote, and no matter how good wine is, it is not as good as Yangzhou."

Zhu Ming didn't say a word and was burying his head to eat.

After several plates of dried fruit and jerky, I finally got the teeth-beating sacrifice.

After drinking a few glasses of fruit wine, Li Hanzhang began to brag: "If I become an official in Guangnan, I will definitely rectify my military preparations and teach those Jiaozhi barbarians a lesson!"

"It's a lesson," Zhu Ming chewed the dried fruit and raised his glass and shouted, "Some barbarians who turned into foreign countries dared to claim to be the Little China, and even came to the Great Song Dynasty to rob. Let's drink this cup and sacrifice to the spirits under the spring of Su Xianggong!"

"That's what it should be!"

Li Hanzhang first filled a glass of wine, poured it on the ground in the south, and then drank it again: "Sacrifice to Xianggong Su from afar!"

More than 40 years ago, the Vietnamese regime flourished, claiming to be China internally and claiming to be small China externally. It sent 200,000 troops to invade Guangnan Road of the Song Dynasty.

Su Jian led the soldiers and civilians to defend the city. He only had 2,800 soldiers in the prefecture, recruited more than 1,000 soldiers in the country, defended Yongzhou (Nanning) for 42 days, and killed more than 15,000 enemy troops.

It was originally possible to defend it because the enemy was not good at sieging the city.

The reinforcements from the Song Dynasty were defeated by the Vietnamese army and they were not told to surrender to the enemy on the spot, but they taught the Vietnamese how to attack the city. All the methods were broken by Su Jian. The Vietnamese army had already planned to withdraw their troops, but the Song army that surrendered to the enemy was unwilling to leave. They also taught the enemy to build soil several meters high and slam into Yongzhou City through the pile of soil.

Su Jian fought to the death in the streets, and the whole family died for 37 people, leaving only the eldest son who broke through and asked for help survive.

Of course Zhu Ming knew about this. Because it was so shameful, more than 100,000 soldiers and civilians in Guangnan were massacred (some say hundreds of thousands), which completely tore the fig leaf of the Song Dynasty court in the south.

Drinking and tribute to Su Jian, Li Hanzhang talked about the situation in the northwest again: "Now that Hehuang has been settled, and after establishing Xi'an Prefecture (Ningxia Haiyuan), the people of the Qiang people dare not invade again. In my opinion, the court will fight against the Xixia. If I can't get a Jinshi exam, I will simply go to the northwest to join the army and kill the enemy!"

This guy is just nonsense. He is a son of a state magistrate. Even if he is willing to join the army, his father will break his leg alive.

"It's better not to fight," Bai Chongyan sighed, "After Hehuang opening the border, let the people of Lizhou live in poverty. If they really want to fight against Xixia again, and pay undue taxes again, how can the people bear it?"

The gentry and local tyrants are also ordinary people, and they have to face war stakes.

Li Hanzhang shook his head and said, "Brother Juncai's words are wrong. Only by completely subduing Western Xia can the northwest territory be stable. The court can save countless military expenses every year. If military expenses are saved, the people in the world will naturally be rich."

"Maybe." Bai Chongyan smiled bitterly.

Li Hanzhang is the kind of student-party keyboard warrior who talks about military affairs and seems to have studied formation maps. He may be the same as Zhu Ming when he fights a war.

This guy was full of wine and talked about Xixia and talked about Liao Kingdom, hoping to recover Yan Yun himself.

Bai Chongyan was not interested in fighting, so he took the initiative to change the topic and asked: "Has Dalang read the classics well, has he studied history books?"

Zhu Ming chewed the jerky and replied: "I have read "Records of the Grand Historian" and I can only read the rest of the historical books casually."

"However, like the word "public and private", is unique in his intention to "Records of the Grand Historian"?" Bai Chongyan taught.

Zhu Ming said: "I have some experience."

Bai Chongyan said enthusiastically: "You might as well come and serve wine."

Zhu Ming said: "The original chronicle of King Chu is inconsistent with the original chronicle of Emperor Gaozu of Han, and the Taishigong wrote it in some places."

Hearing this, Li Hanzhang also asked: "Where is the conflict?"

Zhu Ming swallowed the meat in his mouth and said in a casual manner: "Let's talk about the battle of Pengcheng. Liu Bang first retreated west to Xiayi, then went south, fighting Xiang Yu between the Bianshui and Lingbi. Then he joined forces with Lu Ze and finally retreated to Xingyang."

As he said that, Zhu Ming dipped his fingers into tea and drew on the stone table: "This is Pengcheng, Peixian is in the north, Xiayi is in the west, and Lingbi is in the south. Taishigong recorded in Xiang Yu's official account that Liu Bang only fled with dozens of cavalry, and personally returned to Peixian to find his family and found two children. In order to escape, he pushed the two sons out of the car several times. The direction of the escape was wrong, not only was it wrong, but it was completely reversed. Liu Bang ran north and wanted to lead his troops to Xiayi, he had to pass through or bypass Xiang Yu's army."

Bai Chongyan and Li Hanzhang all thought seriously when they heard this.

Zhu Ming continued: "As recorded in the original record of Emperor Gaozu, Liu Bang did not return to Pei County. He sent people back to Pei County to find his family when he withdrew his troops to Xiayi, and only found his son Liu Ying. Since he had only found one son, where did he push two children out of the car several times?"

"It seems... it's true." Li Hanzhang suddenly sobered up, and at this moment he just wanted to go back and read "Records of the Grand Historian".

Zhu Ming stuffed another dried fruit into his mouth and said while chewing it: "Even if Liu Bang really returns to Pei County, how heavy can the two children be? Do you need to push the cart several times? What's more, after the pursuit, Liu Bang pushed the child out of the cart several times, and Xiahou Ying took the child back several times. How much time would it take? Liu Bang is not a fool! When he escapes, the carriage will inevitably speed up. The two children were pushed down several times, and even if they didn't die, they would have been broken!"

"Haha, that's it!" Bai Chongyan clapped and praised.

Li Hanzhang was convinced at this moment and bowed and said, "My brother is really a talented man, and Shi Gong cannot be fooled!"

Bai Chongyan raised his glass and said, "After this wonderful theory, you should have three great whites."

"Drink!" Li Hanzhang poured wine himself.

Just as everyone raised their glasses, someone suddenly heard someone shouting: "Li Erlang, Bai Sanlang, I'm here!"

Li Hanzhang turned his head and felt a pain in his head and muttered, "Why is this fat man again? He can't get rid of him anywhere."
Chapter completed!