Wang Ying and his party, who were slightly uneasy all the way, arrived in Jinyang, Taiyuan.
As a marquis, Wang Ying naturally enjoyed the etiquette treatment of Jinyang officials and gentry going out of the city.
As a decent person of the Wang family, Wang Huai is of course also in this queue for welcome.
Decent people, decent people.
However, decent people often only focus on their own dignity and do not see the progress of others. This world does not win if they run faster, nor is it destined to lose if they fall behind. Therefore, sometimes they walk slowly, walk steadily, and learn more, but they gain more.
The process that should be followed still has to be followed.
The process is also a kind of decent. When encountering something difficult to say or handle, after walking the process, it will become a decent step for both parties to step down.
Just like at the moment, Wang Ying knew that he was here to investigate smuggling, Cui Jun also knew that it was a smuggling problem. Even Wang Huai in the crowd also knew that it was a smuggling matter, but everyone was still smiling, following the process and leaving a decent attitude.
When a certain problem is not clearly stated, this problem can be regarded as non-existent...
This is the tradition of feudal bureaucracy and the decency of the children of the gentry. After all, are everyone decent people?
Cui Jun naturally stepped forward and bowed to him, "I know that the Yuyang Hou returned home, and the case in the city was too complicated and could not be welcomed far away. I hope that Yuyang Hou would forgive him for his crime."
Wang Ying is the Marquis of Yuyang, but this is a bit embarrassing. Because Yuyang is not under Fei Qian's rule, and Marquis of Wang Ying is also the Marquis of Ting, so the serious title should be Yuyang Tinghou. Cui Jun omitted the word "Ting", which is also the choice of most people, just like "Deputy" with the titles of Deputy Director, Deputy Section Chief, Deputy Director, etc.
Save one word and a little more decent.
Cui Jun bowed his head and bowed his head, with a sincere apology on his face.
Wang Ying took a step forward, helped each other with vain and said with a gentle voice: "Since the envoy is in an important position, it is natural for the country to be the first, and this marquis is unwilling to invade the local area and chase the noise. Such a simple arrangement, such a matter of affairs, is so good."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked different.
What a decent statement!
Does Wang Ying have this ability?
Those who knew Wang Ying's background in the queue couldn't help but exchanged glances with each other. Is this a trip to a big city?
Cui Jun looked up at Wang Ying slightly, then the smile on his face was one or two more sincere, and he was helpless and asked Wang Ying to enter the reception seat.
Although Cui Jun was quite respectful to Wang Ying in his words, he actually didn't pay much attention to Wang Ying. After all, the situation is different now, so the etiquette he should have is still quite good. There is indeed no close relationship between Cui Jun and Wang Ying, but it cannot be said that there is nothing to do with it. Before Wang Ying was granted the title of Marquis, Cui Jun saw Wang Ying's down-and-out appearance with his own eyes. He also sent someone to teach Wang Ying how to welcome the angels...
However, after Wang Ying went to Chang'an, Cui Jun basically had no contact with Wang Ying.
Taiyuan was an important county in the Tang Dynasty, or was particularly famous because of the Tang Dynasty.
Of course, during the Western Han Dynasty, Taiyuan was also an important county, and even became a vassal state for someone. However, now Taiyuan's political status is a little awkward, especially compared with Chang'an, the gap is widened in a blink of an eye. Just like everyone was originally a brother in trouble, but in a blink of an eye, a certain brother became prosperous, what should the other brothers do?
People will change, and vows will change. They will always be "forever" and "forever" and "forever" when they are said. If they cannot do it, they will lose their decency.
After both sides sat down, Cui Jun seemed to be unable to help but sighed: "The world is like a river, and it is rushing wildly. Now the world in Taiyuan is chaotic, which has caused the Yuyang Marquis to come here. It is because we are not doing our job well. We are really ashamed of the Yuyang Marquis and our lord..."
Of course, Cui Jun’s words were not just for expressing his melancholy.
The smuggling in Taiyuan is definitely not a day or two. If Cui Jun doesn't know, then it can only prove his incompetence. If he says he knows, he is just lacking in ability and is dealing with it, but he still has no way to do it well for the time being. After the processing, it is understandable.
Local and central, love and kill each other.
In some aspects, local governments need endorsement from the central government, and the central government also needs taxes paid by local governments.
But since Fei sneaked to Chang'an, it has been a little different.
Sometimes, the economic center and surrounding areas complement each other, but there is also a kind of center in a black hole model that will absorb all the surrounding materials, manpower, etc. This is just like some business districts in later generations that will drive the surrounding economic prosperity, but some business districts will also cause all surrounding stores to go bankrupt.
Chang'an and Pingyang are rising strongly, with industry and agriculture. Consumption is not only a self-contained system, but also can communicate with foreign countries. Commerce is extremely developed, which has caused not only the surrounding areas of Shandong to be extracted, but also the counties around Chang'an Pingyang have been greatly affected.
For example, Taiyuan.
Although Cui Jun is not stupid, he is still a native of the Han Dynasty. Although he barely followed him when facing new changes, he seemed a little embarrassed, no longer as decent as he was in the early years of Emperor Ling of Han. In addition, Fei potentially promoted the reform of the county and county official system, and gradually spread out the "4321" structure in Longyou and Longxi. The fat power originally belonged to the prefect gradually became "too thin power". These things were deposited in Cui Jun's heart bit by bit, and naturally they could not help but bring some out.
"The story has passed, although the present is difficult, but if the ambition is still there, there will be no danger." Wang Ying said slowly after hearing this.
Cui Jun was slightly stunned.
If you said Wang Ying's words just now, you could have thought about them on the way to come. After all, the answers we welcomed were actually just the same. You can deal with any slight changes or something. However, Cui Jun's words were temporarily added just now, and Wang Ying was still able to answer them badly, which inevitably made Cui Jun take a look at Wang Ying.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Thinking of this, Cui Jun lowered his head slightly, bowed his hand and bowed his hand, "The time is inevitable to be sad. Although he is stupid, if there is something useful, please ask the Yuyang Hou to give instructions, so that the Yuyang Hou's local feelings will not lose their vigor."
Wang Ying's eyes were low and he also returned a polite greeting, "Ying Ben is a clumsy person who has been hiding the world and has suddenly experienced changes in the world, and he is also very immoral. Now he has returned home and has not made up his mind yet. Now he is just a guest under his rule, and there are many disturbances. Please don't hate me, a leisurely old friend."
"I am close to you and I can't get it." Cui Jun bowed and said, "I sighed in my heart. This word "guest" is really remarkable.
It seems that some strategies need to be adjusted.
They talked about each other and drank a new one-jue drink. Then the group moved into Jinyang City.
Wang Ying and others did not live in the Wang family mansion, but lived in the inn. Firstly, when the angels came to reward him, Wang Yun's old mansion had just cleaned the appearance and the outer courtyard, and the interior was not renovated later. After Wang Ying obtained the title, he lived in Chang'an and had never come back to repair it. Secondly, Wang Ying brought a lot of people, and it was difficult to force it to live, so he simply lived in the inn, which was more convenient.
After Wang Ying and others lived there, there was no movement for several consecutive days, just like they were tired and needed to rest for a long trip.
Of course, this is also reasonable. Besides, no one dared to rush to Wang Ying and said why don’t you start the investigation, don’t act as soon as possible...
In fact, Wang Ying himself was quite anxious, but was stopped by Zhen Mi.
Inside the inn and in the inner courtyard.
Wang Ying and Zhen Mi sat together, burned some water in the small red stove, and were making tea.
Zhen Mi can live with Wang Ying and spend time together day and night, but Wang Ling can't do this.
In this way, Zhen Mi, the Hussar soldiers temporarily camped outside the city, jointly supporting a framework.
The water boiled, and the sound of gurgling sounded.
Zhen Mi slowly scalded the teapot and tea cup made of clay with water, then put the tea leaves in it, rinsed the tea leaves, rinsed the tea cup again, and then poured the water on the second time. After waiting for a while, seeing that the tea leaves were slightly stretched, she poured out the tea and pushed one of the cups in front of Wang Ying.
"This test, there is only one time to go out your phone..." Zhen Mi was drinking tea slowly, "Miss Wang, you really can't be anxious... Just like drinking tea, if you are too anxious, it will easily become hot..."
Wang Ying understood a little, but she didn't understand it either. She imitated Zhen Mi and drank tea in small sips.
Zhen Mi put down the teacup, "The law of the cavalry is like this tea. At first glance, it seems plain, but... it is worse than decent... Before, people who cook tea, apply onion and ginger, and those who also have spicy food. They all think that complexity is beautiful, but it is better to seek its origin..."
Wang Ying lowered her head and looked at the teacup. After a while of silence, she raised her head and looked at Zhen Mi: "Sister Zhen said... This time I will find the "original" like this tea..."
Zhen Mi smiled, her face as gorgeous as flowers, "That's right, then, do you know where this... "original" is?"
…(～o￣3￣)～…
Wang Ying and others remained silent, and some people in Jinyang were inevitably suspicious. They wanted to know what arrangements Wang Ying had to make corresponding strategies, and at the same time, they couldn't help but feel anxious in their hearts, thinking that it would be the best if they could end the whole thing earlier.
Especially Wang Huai.
Although Wang Huai also learned the words and deeds of the children of the gentry after being "finished" by the seventh uncle, and even his talent was quite good. He knew some methods of using people and could use some strategies, but after all, he was not from a calm person. Even if he tried his best to imitate, he would always reveal some tails...
On this day, Wang Huai was about to take his men out of the city to hunt.
According to Wang Huai's idea, he often went hunting before, so now he naturally needs to hunt according to his original habits, otherwise wouldn't it just look weird?
So, on this day, Wang Huai took his men and horses out of his home and prepared to leave the city.
In the Jinyang City of Taiyuan, horses and other things are not as scarce as in Jiangdong. In addition, Fei Qian's emphasis on horse politics has led to more and more people raising horses among the people, and the horse market and other things gradually flourish.
Raising horses among the people can be used as a supplement to war horses, but they are more important to meet the needs of ordinary people. For general horses, there is not much prohibition on private transactions, and buying and selling is relatively free. Therefore, since it is trading goods, there is ultimately a difference between good and bad.
After the basic transportation and load requirements are met, aesthetic requirements will naturally be improved.
Today's great men still prefer horses with high heads, fat and strong body and strong mane. Therefore, relatively speaking, the Xiliang horse is the most suitable horse to meet this aesthetic standard, while the Beimo horses, Sichuan and Shu horses are generally used as ordinary load forces.
After substituting aesthetic needs, the price difference between horses becomes huge.
The same horses have a price difference of several times, or even dozens of times or dozens of times, which has become a common thing. The Dayuan horses that occasionally come from the Western Regions are basically priceless but not marketable. Occasionally, who can have such a Dayuan horse in the Western Regions? Even the second or third generation blood are symbols of identity and financial resources. Just like the license plates of some animals in later generations, they are carefully raised at home every day, and ride out to blow up the streets when needed. That is so decent.
Wang Huai had a green horse.
The titles of the Green Horse, the Yellow Horse, etc. are actually all different colors. The Green Horse is blue and white, and the Yellow Horse is yellow and white. Of course, there are also other colors, and there are also various specific titles, just like the nicknames of certain models in later generations.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Of course, it is not to mention any random colors. It is not good if you wash, cut and blow, but with some special patterns, it is the best.
Just like Wang Huai's horse, from the neck to the waist, the whole body is evenly distributed with Qian Baihua. The four hooves are also white, tall and strong. When running, the muscles are beautiful, and the patterns on the body are like white petals sliding and swaying, which is very beautiful.
Of course, such a horse is of great value, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it. You still need to have a way out.
When Wang Huai rides such a horse and walks on the street, he naturally feels very proud.
Even though he had seen a horse like Wang Huai before, the ordinary gentry children in Jinyang City still couldn't help but stare at each other with envy, drooling and making a sound. Some people wanted to take advantage of the slow flow of people and couldn't help but step forward to caress them carefully, but they didn't have to wait for Wang Huai to say anything. The green horse shook his neck and tilted his hooves to kick them. The man was so scared that he retreated repeatedly and did not dare to approach him rashly, which caused everyone around to burst into laughter.
"Haha, good riders understand human nature, and you can't let others play nearby!"
"That's right, don't think about touching each other, come back!"
"This kind of good horse is very rare!"
Ordinary gentry children actually don’t know much about the recent changes in Taiyuan. Even if they hear some news, they often just have heard of it and don’t care about it. Many people still live a life similar to the past. Moreover, as people on the border, they naturally have a different feeling about bows, swords, and famous horses. After they have a conversation, they will discuss them in groups, or talk about some stories about some people’s love for horses, or say that they have obtained some strong bows, famous guns, or discuss what kind of horses are the best...
For these gentry children, it is better to eat without meat than to have no horses. Riding a horse represents their own face. Naturally, they must find the best within their ability, otherwise they will have no shame to say hello to others when they go out.
People have vanity and horses have arrogance. When the crowds gradually fade away, the green horses that Wang Huai rides are obviously unwilling to walk slowly with the usual pulling horses. They move their long legs, shake their mane, and jog forward. Suddenly, the spots on their bodies, like money, sway, jump and sway, which attracts admiration again.
Wang Huai was naturally even more proud, thinking that this could be considered life.
Although Jinyang City is not as majestic as Jinyang in the Tang Dynasty, it is also a very large city today.
There are locust trees on both sides of the main traffic streets in the city, and there are also willow trees in the canals. It is the turn of spring and summer, and the plants are lush and green, diluting the solemn and oppressive feeling brought by the grand city, and it seems that a vibrant vitality gushs out.
The locust tree was not disliked in later generations and said that it was a tree that relied on ghosts. However, in the Han Dynasty and for a long time after the Han Dynasty, the locust tree was a noble tree species. Not only did it have words like "Three Locusts and Nine Thorns", but even in the Song Dynasty, there was a special hall in the Wang family called "Three Locusts and Nine Thorns".
Wang Huai looked at the locust trees on both sides of the road, and he couldn't help but feel his longing for his own efforts to climb up. Although Jinyang, Taiyuan is not as good as the prefect of Chang'an, people around him gathered here, and merchants and barbarians from all over the country were also gathered. In addition, there were Fen Rivers flowing through the surrounding areas, and the fertile soil on both sides of the straits can be cultivated and hereditated. It is indeed a good place to be based on the foundation and continue to pass on the family.
It's just a pity that right now...
Wang Huai took a deep breath, then exhaled, as if he wanted to exhale the temporary depression with his breath.
At the city gate, because I had to go in and out of the city gate to check the site, the abortion of people inevitably became congested again.
Of course, Wang Huai could not trample on the pedestrians in the street, so he could only strangle the horse and stop slowly.
The surrounding eyes were once again cast on Wang Huai's body. This time, these eyes were not only ordinary children of the gentry, but also patrolling soldiers on duty on the city defense.
Wang Huai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and for some reason he suddenly felt a little nervous.
He had never felt this way in the past, and he didn't even have the interest to look at these big-headed soldiers, but today...
The green horse under his crotch seemed to be anxious and irritable, and his nose was squirting and rumbling, and his front hooves were knocking on the street several times.
Wang Huai bent down and stroked Qingsongma's neck to show comfort, but Qingsongma's hand was sprayed with moisture.
『This guy…』
Wang Huai laughed and cursed for a while, suddenly stopped, and glanced across the surroundings, and saw that there were either ordinary horses, tall mules, or even a few short gray donkeys. He was the only one of the "decent" green horses like him.
"hiss……"
Wang Huaixin suddenly jumped and realized that he had done something bad.
Chapter completed!