Chapter 442: People cannot stand without trust

Bianjing City is like a maze for an outsider like Hirata Xin. If you fall into it, you can't even come out again. After half a month of stumble, you can't even get a chicken feather, but you spend a lot of money.

In fact, this does not mean that the Japanese have low IQ. A group of Fusang, which relies on monks and nobles, knows what the sinister world is. But the city of Bianjing is different. It is a low-ranking ninth-rank official, who is also a genuine imperial examination. In other words, they are the elites who climb up on the shoulders of countless people. Their IQ is not comparable to a group of guys who rely on their grace to rise.

The many ways to make trouble are that in their eyes, Hirata Nobu was like a kicking ball, with oil scraping three feet thick, and he was tired of playing and earned enough money. He gave him a face and finally allowed him to meet Chen Siqing.

Chen Ao arrived at Honglu Temple lazily. Yang Lin had been here for a long time and trotted over and said, "Sir, you have arrived."

"Oh." Chen Ao nodded carelessly and said, "Let him wait. I'm still rushing to write the regulations and I'll send it to the palace later."

Yang Linhe nodded and said with a smile: "Sir, the Japanese are extraordinary. Even if you are a magistrate, you will give two thousand guan back and forth. You must not be polite. It is rare to encounter such a sucker. If you don't get a cramp, your wealth will be cheaper sooner or later to the Ministry of Rites and Jingzhao Mansion."

Chen Ao stretched out: "It's only 2,000 guan, it's called Duo? My Lord Yang, you've been in the chief clerk of Tongwenguan for a long time and even got dull. I might be able to look at it ten times more than I can see it."

Yang Lin took a deep breath. It was not easy to talk about this kind of thing in person. After all, there was always a cover-up. Lord Shen was generous enough and not polite at all. Yang Lin smiled embarrassedly: "How can you compare to Lords?"

Chen Ao sent him away, "I have already thought about it. Originally, the Japanese should be managed by the Tongwenguan. In a few days, I will submit a memorial to the name of your Tongwenguan. It will be more convenient for you to deal with the Japanese merchants in the future. Go."

Yang Lin was overjoyed when he heard this. Who doesn’t like the money? With this title in Tongwenguan, those Japanese merchants should not deal with him honestly. The foreign merchants are willing to handle the matter. The oil and water here can be imagined. In comparison, compared with Fusang, there is really no oil star at all. After all, the main trading target of the *** people is the bordering Jin people. In addition to some luxury goods, the *** merchants rarely come across the sea. The Japanese are different. It is said that the Japanese are on an island and lack anything. Whether it is silk or porcelain, as long as it is from the Song Dynasty, they flock to them. In addition, there are a lot of gold, silver and minerals on the Japanese side, which are all hard currency. There are many banish merchants who go there to do business, and there are also many Japanese people who come here to buy. Once they deal with Tongwenguan, they still have to stay in poverty.

Besides, Lord Shen said that he would not have much psychological burden to make money from the merchants. That is called ability. If you have the ability and can make money, Lord Shen doesn’t care.

Yang Lin thanked him happily, and understood in his heart that he was now half of Lord Shen's confidant, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Chen Aoxian went in and continued to moisten his pen, and then explained to the concierge courtyard to perfunctory Xixia people. Then he slowly arrived at the side hall, coughed and passed by.

The impatient Hirata Nobuki who had been waiting almost jumped up from his seat: "Mr. Shen..."

Chen Ao sat down, greeted Hirata Nobuya with kindness, and said, "I have always liked to deal with you Japanese people. Japanese people are happy, this is a well-known thing. I like people who are happy."

After sending so much money out for a well-known saying, Hirata Nobuki didn't know whether to cry or laugh, he immediately said, "The envoy was flattered by this sentence. In fact, this time, the envoy also brought gifts to the envoy, and asked the envoy to accept it with a smile." As he said that, he was going to pay for money. As he was exploring it, he got used to it during this period. He even took out his experience. He shook his wrist and swayed his other hand from his sleeve, and piles of money fell into his hands.

Chen Ao waved his hand and said sternly: "I have money, but I really don't like your little possessions."

Hirata Shin's mood fell to the bottom. In his opinion, the Celestial officials who could collect money could at least say a few words. If they encounter someone they didn't even want money, they couldn't even say anything. Speaking like Chen Ao is just your little contempt, and it would be even harder to speak.

He said frightenedly: "The country is a little poorer..."

"It's not scary to be poor, but you must be poor and have ambition!" Chen Ao interrupted him, his eyes faintly, and he looked like he was scolding his son: "You Japanese people have caused trouble, and now they are here to plead with mercy and use sugar-coated cannonballs to teach me the officials of the Song Dynasty. What's going on? To put it bluntly, which official in the Song Dynasty is not innocent? If you instigate them, what kind of face will they use to be human in the future?"

Hirata Nobu was pale and thought to himself that I still need to teach the officials of the Song Dynasty to be bad. Who is worse than who is bad or not. He quickly apologized: "Yes, it's the fault of the envoy, please forgive me."

Chen Aocai said slowly: "As for Yuan Laiqing, huh, since he violated the laws of my Song Dynasty, how should I make a judgment or a judgment? It's useless to run around. I have already submitted a memorial to the official family. Not to mention you, even if Yuan Laiqing's father came in person, I wouldn't think of overturning the case. I'd better advise you to calm down. The assassination of Jiaozhou is not Qiongzhou. Will you come back in ten or eight years? You can still gain some knowledge. Just think that he is a student in Jiaozhou, so don't worry."

Go to the governor of Jiaotong to see the skills? Hirata Shin-kun was really amused and crying. He knew that ghost place. He was in the southern border of the Song Dynasty, even behind Fusang. There were snakes, insects and ants everywhere. There were also many people who did not accept Wang Hua. They drew their swords to face each other when they had disagreements. Mr. Lai Yuan went there. It was still unknown whether he could survive in ten or eight years. What kind of skills would he have gained. Thinking of returning to China, Lai Yuan's family asked him for someone, and Hirata Shin-kun was about to cry and wiping his tears, begging: "My lord, please be kind. Although Mr. Lai Yuan is wrong, he beats him as well. He was expelled from the country and taught him a lesson..."

"You don't have to beg." Chen Ao looked expressionless and picked up the tea and took a sip: "It's useless to ask for it, let's not hide it. The case has been settled. If you let it go, where is the prestige of the court?"

Hirata Nobu was just begging, and tears came out. In fact, he didn't know that those who asked for help often had to say things serious. If the person asked for help, what would you do if you asked me? If it wasn't serious, why did you ask me to pay the money? It can be seen that the Japanese were cunning when they were cunning, but if they were a little bit stubborn, they would be a little bit stubborn. This is not a big deal. Without the imperial examination, there would be no culture. No one stood out from the thousands of troops. The average IQ in power was very limited, and he couldn't understand the twists and turns.

Chen Ao sighed: "Why are you crying? When it is heard, it seems like my great Song officials bullied you Japanese. Sit down and talk first."

Hirata Nobu saw hope again, Ru grabbed the life-saving straw and refused to sit down, but stood up and bent down and bowed: "As long as you are willing to give up your hands..."

Chen Ao waved his hand and interrupted him: "This matter is difficult, too difficult." He frowned and sighed: "It is still unknown whether Jingzhao Mansion is willing to release people. He also has to guarantee that he cannot be impeached. Therefore, the Censorate and all the father-in-laws in the palace must handle it well. The most important thing is the official family. The official family has spoken in this matter, so what should they do? Think about it, I, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, can it be changed? "

Hirata Shin-shin heard the cold sweat flowed out of his back. In the past few days, he had been confused when dealing with the Ministry of Rites and the Honglu Temple. He didn't know how much manpower and financial resources he had spent. It turned out that the Honglu Temple could not be the leader, and he had to follow the path of the palace and the censor.

Chen Ao looked straight: "So I would like to advise you to stop, it's not easy."

Hirata Nobuya gritted his teeth: "I'd like to ask for advice from my elders. Mr. Yuan Lai must be saved." Just kidding, if he didn't bring Yuan Lai Qing back, he could only apologize. Even if he had to give up his sword, he would have to give it a try.

Chen Ao pondered and said, "I'll give you two ways. One is to take care of yourself, and you can settle all aspects of your relationship."

Hirata Nobu was even more troubled. How could he, an outsider, settle so much, and he couldn't help asking: "What about the second one."

Chen Ao smiled with the teacup in his hand, with ambiguous smile: "Then I will entrust me to let me sort out your relationship, but... you also know that I am a scholar, and doing such illegal and irregular things will inevitably be a little burdened..."

There is no need to continue to say the following words. If even Hirata Nobunaga can't understand, then he is really a pig. Fortunately, he can't deal with the old fried dough sticks, but it is still more than enough to understand the meaning of this sentence. He immediately said: "Then the envoy will entrust the life of Master Yuanlai to the Lord and Lord, and get rid of it. If the envoy has any request, even if the envoy can do it, he will do his best."

"Happy!" Chen Ao slapped the table and said enthusiastically: "Since the Japanese friends are so happy, I will also guarantee you that Yuan Lai Qingzhun can save his life and will not die."

He paused: "Actually, I don't want much. I love swords the most in my life. It is said that you are a good at making swords and forging skills..."

"It's too easy for a knives to be knives. I'll present a few knives immediately..."

Chen Ao waved his hand: "How many? What I want is a thousand!"

"Ah..." Hirata Nobu was speechless in surprise.

Logically speaking, the Japanese sword was indeed advanced in this era, but there are reasons for the so-called advancedness. For example, the war scale in the Central Plains often exceeds 100,000 million. In such a large-scale battle, several good swords were not very effective. Therefore, the characteristics of the weapons in the Central Plains are practical and able to be equipped on a large scale. However, the Japanese sword obviously does not have this characteristic, because the production process of such swords is too complicated, maintenance is very difficult, time-consuming and labor-intensive, and wasteful, so this sword can only be used by the rich samurai class among the Japanese. Thanks to the scale of their wars, their war scale is often similar to the fighting between the village households in the Central Plains, so the importance of weapons is revealed. The Japanese are also stubborn, so they simply think about what kind of sword is the most convenient to cut people. Over time, they have really figured it out, and it is rare to have a special product that can be produced.

The price of a Japanese sword is already very expensive. Lord Shen said a lot and wanted a thousand knots. What is this? To put it bluntly, even the entire Japanese country will not exceed five thousand. If the value of a thousand knots is included in the cost of shipping and escorts, I am afraid that more than 300,000 knots will be more than 300,000 knots, and Chen Ao opened his mouth.

Three hundred thousand guan may not be anything to the Song Dynasty, but for Japan, it has been almost a year since it was taxed, and Chen Ao proposed it so lightly.

"grown ups……"

"What? I can't bear to leave? Then forget it. When I didn't say anything, I'm here to see you, I'm going to rush into the palace. Brother Hirata, we'll see you next time."

Hirata Nobu was anxious and hurriedly said, "It's not that I can't bear to give it up, but I can't afford it. If the adults want fifty ones, I will write a letter back immediately. I can ask General Lai Yuan to raise the money, but one thousand ones..."

"That's it." Chen Ao stood up and was about to leave.

“Let’s wait…”

"What? Brother Pingxin has something to do?"

"Can adults think of a compromise?"

Chen Ao sat back and laughed again: "There is a solution. Actually, it's not difficult to have a thousand handles. It's better to do this. I'll collect a hundred handles first. As for the others, you don't have to give them. But you immediately write to the junior high school and ask the Lai Yuan family to bring twenty sword makers immediately, and let these sword makers make knives for me."

Chen Ao let go, but Shin-shi Hirata was not feeling relaxed. This Japanese knife was at least the only skill in Japan that could make a living. Not to mention anything else, those Japanese merchants could sell some silver if they brought a few knives occasionally. There were not many knife makers in Japan, and now they sent twenty people at once, which was really a bit difficult.

He thought for a while: "I will immediately inform Lai Yuan's family about this matter, but Mr. Lai Yuan will be assassinating his wife to Jiaozhou these days, so I am afraid that my country will reply to the letter..."
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