Chapter 379: Silver is Definitely Available
The answer is absolutely no.
Everyone was stunned.
Zhao Bing was also aware of these situations. He stood up and walked around in front of the hall, waving the long sleeves of his dragon robe irritably, causing the strange smell of his recent sexual intercourse with the concubine to permeate the air.
Shi's son was an experienced person and could tell it right away. He was sitting closest to him, so he immediately raised his hand to cover his nose and frowned. The close ministers also took small steps back in embarrassment.
Zhao Bing became increasingly unhappy, and ordered his imperial guards to take over military affairs, strictly guard the checkpoints in various places, and investigate spies and traitors.
The Minister of Revenue said with a very unpleasant expression that the treasury had long been so clean that it did not need to be closed, so where could they find the money to pay the military salaries?
Shi's son said helplessly that he had no choice but to borrow money from wealthy people and ask the public to raise funds. He immediately expressed his willingness to donate 8,000 strings of money to meet the emergency.
The gentlemen looked at him in confusion.
Everyone was cursing in their hearts.
It seems that your son is in a high position and has a lot of money to support him. But we live on the little salary we have. We spend money on food and clothing for the whole family, so how can we save so much money?
Moreover, the emperor withheld salaries from time to time and never paid them in full. How could the working class people bear this?
However, the crowd could not stand Zhao Bing's cannibalistic gaze, and they trembled and sang the song of donation, one thousand and eight hundred strings of cash. Zhao Bing immediately ordered the money to be collected quickly and handed over to the soldiers who were going to the battle.
In Chengdu, Cao Youwen was overjoyed when he heard that his two brothers had attacked and the Shenwei Army had entered Jiangnan West Road and Fujian Road. He called all the officials together to discuss matters and drink. In a short period of time, the Shenwei Army had captured three roads in succession. All the officials were smiling and drinking with their glasses in hand.
Fan Zhong said with some worry that Zhao Bing in Lin'an must have become a frightened bird at this time. This man is an unforgivable evil man who can do anything. He will never make peace easily and might even run to the north to be a vassal.
Mr. Li nodded thoughtfully, thinking it was very likely.
Lin'an can drive a large sea ship directly to the sea from Hangzhou Bay, and their huge fleet can fully protect this group of people going out to sea.
Zhao Yulin said not to worry, as the saying goes: "If it rains, it will rain; if my mother wants to get married, she will get married." Let them be.
He said that after this incident, Lin'an must have strengthened the defense of the border passes, and we must also make corresponding deployments, stabilize our position first, and then proceed slowly when the situation in Lin'an changes.
The gentlemen nodded and immediately calmed down.
These people were worried that Zhao Yulin would see that the Lin'an court was on the verge of collapse and would send troops to attack and destroy it. He would never do that.
The Lin'an delegation led by Yang Daquan had just arrived in Yibin. It was a rare opportunity for the delegation to visit Sichuan, and knowing that Yibin's beggar's chicken was world-famous, they definitely wanted to go and taste it.
However, the leader Yang Daquan was very stingy. When he left the house, he had already saved half of the travel expenses allocated to him by the Ministry of Revenue and gave it to his first wife for household expenses. He didn't have that much money in his hands.
He glared at us and said that he was in a hurry to get back to report, and that official business was more important, so we should just have a quick bite to eat at the dock.
When the official ship docked, the group of people caught a porter and asked him what delicious food was there as soon as they got to the dock.
The man pointed to the wharf firewood chicken on one side of the street and said, "You are really outsiders. The wharf firewood chicken that is known throughout Xuzhou is right there. Go, go. Wugufeng and Chenyi Shao have it. It's delicious and not expensive."
Several foodies were delighted. They had heard of firewood chicken before. It was delicious and not expensive, which was just right. Everyone walked towards Banbian Street.
However, when the group of people walked to the door of the firewood chicken restaurant, they were dumbfounded. They were surprised to see that the tables for the firewood chicken were full of people.
The lady in charge of reception pointed at the wooden sign hanging by the door and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, but the place is full right now. There are still many delicious foods in the city. You can go somewhere else and have a look. If you don't mind, you can wait patiently." She then pointed to a row of benches nearby.
Yang Daquan felt that he was being neglected and was very angry. What? It’s just a firewood chicken, but you still want me to wait. Don’t you know who I am?
He yelled and asked for a table to be prepared for him immediately.
Haha, this guy actually forgot that this is Xuzhou, Yibin, and not some brothel in Lin'an where he could run wild.
Those who were drinking nearby had already heard someone yelling, and they laughed and said that there were really all kinds of people here, and they even dared to cause trouble in a store run by the Shenwei Army.
His followers immediately became nervous when they heard this. Seeing that he was still angry, they hurriedly said, "Let's go to another place to eat."
My Lord, have you forgotten? This is Xuzhou, where Zhao Qier made his fortune.
Yang Daquan felt frustrated and unhappy, and walked towards the city. His silk coat and long gown hung down to the ground and dragged behind him.
Some ordinary people nearby who were not happy with the situation teased them: Hey, where did these distinguished guests come from? You are dressed so nicely but are unwilling to take a carriage into the city. Are you here to help us sweep the streets?
Yang Daquan quickly reached out to lift up his gown, and when he saw that his feet were dirty, he got angry again. It's just a ride, where is it? Call me.
The attendants looked around and asked the people nearby, only to find out that it was at the dock. It was Yibin's newly launched shared tourist carriage. Didn't they have to go back to get on it?
At this moment, a brand new carriage came towards us. The spacious carriage was open-top, with a few joyful words "Yibin Tourism" written on it.
The follower thought it was this carriage, so he stepped forward and stopped it.
The groom let out a long "Yu" and reined in his horse, asking what was stopping him?
Want to take a horse-drawn carriage? You need to buy a ticket at the pier before you can get on the carriage.
Yang Daquan said unhappily, "It's just sitting for a while, why are you talking so much nonsense?"
The coachman ignored him and whipped the horse as if to leave, but the attendant quickly stopped him, saying with a smile that any amount of money was fine and that he would do him a favor.
The coachman looked at them and said, "You are all strangers, so we won't bother you if you don't know the rules. It will cost five strings of cash to go back to Jiuzhouba. This is called chartering a car, and it costs five strings of cash for one person."
For officials like them, money was not a problem at all. The attendants immediately helped Yang Daquan onto the carriage, took out a handful of money and handed it to the coachman. The coachman waved his hands and told him not to fool people. Don't you know that our New Song Dynasty doesn't use this waste paper?
He didn't charge any money, just hand it over to the counter when you get to the place.
Seeing that everyone was seated, the coachman turned around and rode towards Jiuzhouba with the clatter of his horse's hooves. While driving, the coachman introduced the good places in the city, just like a tour guide.
He asked the guest how it felt to sit in the carriage, and it was really nice.
These officials in Lin'an couldn't buy the new carriage with spring shock absorbers even if they had money, so of course they felt great.
The coachman said proudly that this kind of carriage was only available in Yibin, and only eight were made. There were eight iron rings installed on the carriage bar. Then he introduced the scenic spots along the way.
A groom explained the situation in Xuzhou in a clear and eloquent manner, which broadened everyone's horizons.
Sitting in the carriage, you can look around and have a clear view of the street scene. There is a soft and comfortable bump under your butt. You don't want to get off the carriage even when you reach the terminal.
The coachman would receive a commission for picking up passengers on the chartered bus. This guy led Yang Daquan's entourage to the counter at the station to pay for the chartered bus. He enthusiastically said that there was no need to charter a bus if they wanted to go back to the pier. They could just line up here to buy tickets and get on the bus. It only cost fifty cents per person.
Yang Daquan was a little surprised that Yibin had come up with such a profitable business. He saw the carriages turning around and wondered how much money they could make in a day.
Crowds of people were walking on the ancient streets of Jiuzhouba. The huge urban area was bustling with people coming and going. All the shops were full. There were long queues at the doors of Yibin yanmian and Dali rice noodles.
Helplessly, they walked to a nearby shop that also had Yibin Yanmian on the shelf and sat down, calling their children to bring them the Yanmian. They wanted to eat Yibin Yanmian.
The waiter said "Okay." He first poured the customer some thirst-quenching Eagle tea, handed him two newspapers and asked him to read them. The noodles would be here shortly.
As the newspaper was passed among the crowd, Deputy Envoy Xie Lingyun suddenly shouted: "Wow, long didong, Fujian Road and Jiangnan West Road are gone, two more roads are lost."
When everyone heard what he said, they immediately snatched the newspapers to read them carefully.
Yang Daquan reached out and grabbed a newspaper. He was furious to see the eye-catching large characters on the front page saying that Jiangnan West Road and Fujian had submitted to the New Song Dynasty.
He screamed and yelled: I'm so angry, Zhao Qi'er deserves to die, I'm so angry.
The shopkeeper and the waiter were carrying noodles over. When they heard someone shouting that they wanted to kill Zhao Qi'er, they stopped immediately, put down their bowls, and asked what was unfair about the third young master and who wanted to kill our third young master?
The waiter immediately ran out onto the street and shouted, "Hurry up, someone is trying to kill our Third Young Master." The surrounding civilians and police officers quickly surrounded them.
The envoys from Lin'an immediately became panicked, and Yang Daquan's little followers began to resent their boss. Why were they acting like idiots here?
He has already reminded us that this is Yibin, Xuzhou, Zhao Yulin’s hometown.
Two detectives squeezed into the crowd and asked: Who would commit a crime in broad daylight? Who is it?
Stand up.
The shopkeeper pointed at Yang Daquan and said it was him who was holding our newspaper and yelling that he wanted to kill the Third Young Master. He was really evil.
When the constable met the store owner and identified the man, he stretched out his hand and asked Yang Daquan to show his ID card for identity verification. However, everyone in the New Song Dynasty had an ID card made of fine iron.
Yang Daquan came from Lin'an, no. His followers immediately took out the customs clearance documents from the bookcase to explain that they were an envoy from the Lin'an court.
When the common people around heard that he was an official from the Lin'an pseudo-court, they were completely disgusted. They wanted to kill their third young master. How could they tolerate that?
Everyone immediately became angry and shouted, "Get out and go back to Lin'an."
The constable read the document and guessed that these people were ashamed of losing their land, so they were angry and cursed. After giving them a lecture, he shouted at them to leave quickly.
This group of people knew that they had aroused public anger and were in trouble, so they kept begging the police to watch over them and let them eat a bowl of noodles before leaving.
The constable was feeling depressed as there were so many trivial things to deal with.
The shopkeeper, however, refused to sell it and said angrily that they dared to scold the third young master. He would rather feed his noodles to dogs than give them any.
