"Wow!" Zheng Langle held the war horse.

In front of you is the gate of Chang'an City.

I can't expect it to be the Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty, with broken walls everywhere. It was repaired during the Five Dynasties and then repaired during the Song Dynasty, becoming the medium-sized city in front of me, with a much smaller area than Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty. However, because of the wealth of Guanzhong, the population and density of Jingzhao Prefecture are not much worse than Hangzhou.

Although the city is not big and the weather is clear, you can see the Zhongnan Mountains in the south and the large area of ​​arable land outside the city. It is the spring farming season, and the fields are filled with hard-working people.

Zheng Lang got off his horse and quickly headed west. When Zheng Lang arrived in Zhengzhou, he did not go home to visit the empresses for dozens of miles.

I was afraid that the Empress would be long-winded, which was different from Dayu's inability to pass by the house when he was in control of the flood.

Zheng Lang strode forward and came to Xia Su and said, "I have met Mr. Xia."

The gentlemen were quite dissatisfied with Xia Shuo. It was not that he raised his family prostitutes, but that many people raised his family prostitutes, Han Qi, Xiao Song and later Su Dongpo, etc., but that he hated him for his feminine personality, greedy and luxurious nature, especially the luxurious carriage, which was swaying around the market.

Zheng Lang disagreed.

Xia Shu enjoyed the public, and she surrounded Xiao Song's curtains, and countless ministers took prostitutes to have fun behind the curtains, but they didn't know what the difference was.

He is like Han Qi, with obvious advantages and disadvantages. He has talent in civil and military affairs, and has made achievements in both political affairs and literature. He is not an incompetent person. He has a greedy and sinister personality, but the sinisterness behind him is forced to come up with.

Now, Xia Shun's shortcomings are greed, enjoyment, fear of death, and cannot expect him to go to the front line in person like Han Qi, nor should he expect him to go to the Khitan. But it cannot be described as insidious. He called on the gentleman Pang Ji and spoke fair words for Han Qi.

But if you are too impatient, Zheng Lang will bite people, and Xia Shun.

"Zi Qiao, Zi Qiao." Xia Xun said happily.

Very happy that this boy supported his remarks many times in the court, which made Xia Shu feel very comfortable. Then he looked at Zheng Lang: "Why are you wearing armor too?"

"Let's lead by example." Zheng Lang said vaguely.

Wulongchuan was also a little scared. At that time, he was wearing white clothes, and the Dangxiang people concentrated their troops to attack him. Fortunately, there were Di Qing and Yang Wenguang commanding the army. The number of enemies was not large, otherwise there would be more dangers. He would not be able to drag down the army if he wanted to live.

So he wore a vest. He went around the world, and he was not good at riding skills and Shi Congguang. In addition, he wore this armor, so Zheng Lang didn't want to move when he slept in bed at night.

There is no need to tell Xia Shu, and it is useless to tell him, and he will not go to the front line to command the battle.

Zheng Lang may not go to the front line, but when he is right at the right time, he will boost morale.

"Going into the city. I set up a banquet."

"I'm working hard for my husband Xia."

"Zi Qiao."

"Mr. Xia, no matter how I say that I am a junior, this..."

"Okay, okay, then let's go to Xia Gong, I want to call you Zheng Gong, too."

Both of them laughed.

Zheng Lang went to Jingyuan to have a good deal with Xia Su, because he himself, Chen Zhizhong did not come to Jingzhao Mansion. He would not have been demoted one after another because of the conflict between the two. It is possible that Xia Su was in Jingzhao Mansion for a long time, and he implemented the market law on Jingyuan Road, so he had to establish a good relationship with Xia Su.

"It just so happens that I will stay in Jingzhao Mansion for two days, and even have to exceed some authority. Please forgive me if you are sorry for me at that time."

"Even if you open your mouth."

"I want to take two days to see the Wei River and some ditches."

"It is not easy to understand. The eight waters in Chang'an have withered, and Wei Jian's Guangyun Pond cannot be reopened. Even if the court has the support of money and silk, no water source can be replenished, and boats cannot be passed. The Wei River has a lot of sand and cannot be managed at all." Xia Shu said.

If there is a way to manage it, of course it is good. The canal transportation will arrive in Jingzhao Prefecture smoothly, then turn into a small boat, go up along the Wei River, and go directly to Jingzhou, and even from the Luoshui in Shaanxi to Yanzhou. It is also open to navigation now, but it is just a small boat, and the cost is very high.

The court used these small boats, or chariots and horses to deliver supplies to the northwest front line bit by bit. Therefore, the freight and energy consumption reached six, seven or eight times the rice price itself.

"Look at it, there is also Danshui."

"If you want to see it, just look," Xia Xun smiled bitterly. Zheng Lang had thought about it, he had thought about it long ago, and had seen it in person.

It is simply impossible to restore the water conservancy and canal projects of the Tang Dynasty.

To put it bluntly, the environment in the entire northwest is deteriorating drastically.

Longyou, the former one, was called the world's wealthy camp after the Kaihua period of the Tang Dynasty. Is it now possible?

All the fertile land east of Chishan Mountain in Qinghai, but after the Song Dynasty, most of them were Gobi desertified. The Dafeichuan and other places west of the west were swamped aquatic plants, which was the best pasture. Not to mention aquatic plants, even swamps cannot be seen. There are wind and sand deserts everywhere.

Also deteriorating are the Loess Plateau areas such as Yanzhou.

Xia Shu didn't pay attention to this change, but had just done a verification. It was impossible to tamper with water conservancy and reduce transportation costs.

As he entered the city, Xia Shu looked at the Fan soldiers behind him curiously from time to time, and couldn't help but ask: "Is this the Fan Zi brought back from the extreme north?"

"It is the north of the Khitan, but not the extreme north. There is still land and people in the north. It is just that the weather is cold and the population has become sparse."

"Is it a Khitan?"

"It cannot be considered a Khitan. There are no sparse populations, the people are barbaric, and the lives are poor. The Khitans are not in control and have no interest in managing them."

"Just like Meishan Barbarians and Nanhuang Barbarians?"

The Nanhuangman refers to the area from the north of Dali to the south of Luzhou. Although some tribes surrendered to the Song Dynasty, the Song Dynasty almost never sent any officials to govern. The strangest thing is that the Meishanman, from Changsha to the west, from the north of Shaoyang, and from the south of the Three Gorges, is definitely not the core area of ​​the Song Dynasty. But it can be imagined that this place is still far from Yunnan and Guizhou, and is not Xiangxi, and should truly belong to the Song Dynasty.

But even this small area was not ruled before, and it was only divided into a forbidden area, prohibiting the Han people from interacting with the barbarians inside, and it became a country among the Song Dynasty. It also fought. When the Song army came, the barbarians entered the mountains. When the Song army left, the barbarians came out again. They consumed a lot of supplies, and the land still miraculously stood wherever it stood. Later, the Song Dynasty simply ignored it.

Zheng Lang didn't care. Someone would care. It would take decades. He said, "It's almost the same."

"It seems very fierce."

"Yes, once this race has a great master, there are not many people, only 10,000 people, which is enough to wipe out the Khitan and force me, Song to Jiangnan to live in vain. It is definitely not comparable to the Khitan and Dangxiang races."

"No way."

"I don't believe it. Mr. Xia will wait and see."

"good."

While speaking, they came to Xia Mansion. Xia Shu and a group of officials of Jingzhao Mansion sat down one by one.

Xia Feng hit his palm, and the singing prostitute came up, and a singing prostitute sang: "The clouds scatter, the moon scatters, the curtains roll up Weiyang Tower. The cold night rivers and the rivers cut the sky. The palaces lock in the clear autumn. The Yao steps are dawn. The golden plates and dew. The phoenix marrow fragrance and smoke. Three thousand pearls and green pearls are surrounded by the palace. The water palace presses Liangzhou."

It was Xia Shu’s proud work "Happy Moving the Oriole".

Xia Xun wrote not many poems, and he usually wrote more poems. Twenty years ago, Emperor Zhenzong of Song Dynasty asked Xia Xun for poems, so Xia Xun wrote this poem Happy to the oriole.

The previous one cannot be counted, and use some gorgeous words to piece together the time, place and environment, mainly the last sentence. Liangzhou is Liangzhou Ci, and the Water Palace is filled with fog on the moonlit night, covering the main hall. If the fog hall is used, it will destroy its beauty. In a water palace, there is a wonderful voice singing Liangzhou Ci. It immediately cages the environment with a layer of fairy spirit and sublimates the whole poem.

You can't use character to describe your character. This poem is really good.

After the singing girl finished singing, Xia Shu said, "Can you appreciate a long and short sentence?"

The eyes of more than a dozen beautiful prostitutes immediately shone.

Zheng Lang smiled bitterly in his heart. Even if he had the heart to write lyrics, it was a fierce and high-profile work. Now Xia Shu stayed in Jingzhao Mansion and was still in the Fugui Village, which was undoubtedly a ridicule of Xia Shu. There was no need to make him hate him for irrelevant reasons.

Looking at the spring scenery in the courtyard outside, although it was late spring, the green leaves were green, and some flowers were blooming. Zheng Lang had an idea and sang: "The world is beautiful, the world is full of beautiful land, the world is full of beautiful land, the water is beautiful, the mountains are strange, and the game is everywhere. This is too rich. The embroidered curtains in the city are gathering together. The streets are neat and the streets are more than 10,000 pavilions are mixed, and there is no idle field. Songxuan bamboo paths, medicine gardens, and tea gardens

The rice road, the plum stream in Zhuwu. A poem title is a tuaner, a step and a screen curtain. The West Salt Field is like a Qiong Yao in the area, and the Wushan Mountains are thousands of stacks of jade. Wuliang, looking at the Qiantang River, there are thousands of acres of glass, and there are clear streams and green waters. Painting boats come and go. Zhejiang pavilions are tightly opposite, facing the dangerous ridges and peaks, which is enviable. Every family hides the canals and flows, and the pavilions are rugged and green. Looking at the evening mountain of West Lake. Looking at this wall, judging that wall, even if there is a painting, you can't write it."

This is a small song written by Guan Hanqing when he went south to Hangzhou in his later years.

Zheng Lang missed a sentence in the middle, "The Yuan Dynasty has a new country and the old Chinese and foreigners in the Song family have been destroyed."

Without this sentence, the song "There is no less" and the feelings and sighs of the change of ownership of the country and Hangzhou is still prosperous.

But it might be nice. This song was written by Guan Hanqing when he was at his peak. The whole song has no gorgeous lyrics, but it fully expresses the beautiful mountains and prosperity of Hangzhou.

"Good song." Xia Sheng praised.

There are also some folk songs, but many of them are vulgar, either frivolous or vulgar.

Including cipa, there are also some obscene lyrics, even yellow minor tunes.

But since several songs of Zheng Lang were spread, some literati have tried some new songs, just like a fresh spring breeze blowing through the stagnant water.

A singing girl is already trying to sing a re-sing.

The banquet ended happily.

Xia Xu arranged the place to stay for Zheng Lang.

But when he arrived at Jingzhao Mansion, Zheng Lang started to do the main business.

He called Shi Congguang first and said, "You must stay in Chang'an City."

"Bachelor, don't worry."

The most important thing about the market law is business. First of all, we must clearly understand the prices in Chang'an City, including the prices transported from the Central Plains of the Song Dynasty, as well as the prices of goods from the Qiang and the French.

And those products are in short supply.

The most important thing is the fur.

Many people don’t understand and say that without cotton coats, how can the Song people live in winter?

The rich have a way to wear fur, while the poor have to wear hemp and kudzu clothes. In winter, they put silk and frosty silk on the surface of the calluses and the shells of the calluses and the silk threads on the surface of the calluses and the silk threads are refined, removed, pulled loose, and stuffed into the jacket. Li Bai has a poem that the postman in the Ming Dynasty sent a robe to frost overnight.

The country was going to fight, and the husband was conscripted. So his wife pulled silk tights at home overnight and stuffed them into a jacket to make winter clothes for her husband.

If you don’t understand this process, you can’t feel the charm of language. If you understand, you will feel that a simple sentence is so silly. The feeling of parting, the cherishment of love between husband and wife, and the love between wife, are all included!

The best jacket is a fur, but how many kapok can there be?

This silk cotton has limited warmth, so in the later history of the Song Dynasty, many soldiers stood on the top of the capital walls and froze to death while standing.
To be continued...