Zhang Yuan walked on the streets of Xingqing Mansion humming a small song, full of joy. His life has been so smooth recently. Dangxiang caused panic due to two major defeats near Qinzhou, and the economic blockade of the Song Dynasty caused a depressed face. The more this time, the better days for Zhang Yuan and others came. He really wanted to thank Xu Ping, who beat Yuanhao to a mess. Without the setbacks in Qinzhou, how could Dangxiang be important to himself, the traitors of the Song Dynasty who fled here?

The company that Tong Dalang and others jointly opened was so smooth. Not only did they make money every day, but others had to ask themselves to send money. What could I do? The goods that the people in Xingqing Mansion wanted to buy were sold here. Tong Dalang was really stupid and had a fool's blessing. I don't know what good things he did in his previous life, what was his favorite point, and there were noble people to help him wherever he went. No matter what someone asked Zhang Yuan to buy, Tong Dalang could buy them from the Song Dynasty. His path in the Song Dynasty was really tough, and I don't know if it was the supervisor of the Sansi Shop in Qinzhou who accepted him as his godson.

Of course, military weapons cannot be bought, but what does this have to do with Zhang Yuan? As long as he makes money, he will not bother with how much Dangxiang people die on the front line. As long as he doesn't die, no one will let him make money.

Zhang Yuan shook his head on the street, his eyes were not on the big girl and little wife who were on the roadside. The foreigners were not as subtle as the Han people. There were always many women on the streets of Xingqing Mansion, and the foreigners did not take much attention to men and women. As long as they had money in their hands, it would be easy to get started if they liked any foreigner. Zhang Yuan is so poor that he only has money left. He is thinking of ways to spend it outside. Men? Only by spending money on women can he spend it quickly and enjoy it.

Just as Zhang Yuan was thinking about something, a foreign official hurriedly came and grabbed Zhang Yuan: "Sir, how can you still feel like you are wandering around the street? Wuzhu sent someone to the yamen to find you, we are almost in a hurry!"

Zhang Yuan pulled away the person who was a foreign official in disgust and frowned and said, "Why are there no rules? You foreigners don't know any etiquette at all, and call out to the adults. How can you not be polite when you see me? It's really unconventional!"

The foreign official took a step back, bowed and said, "Why do you care about these things by sir? Now the people sent by Wuzhu are waiting in the yamen, so you should go back quickly. If you are late, be careful that the people sent by Wuzhu are ruthless!"

Zhang Yuan smiled "sneer" and said, "Make ruthless? Why does he make ruthless? I am Wuzhu's God of Wealth. As the saying goes, money can make ghosts push the mills. As long as I can make money for Wuzhu, the people around him dare to pretend to be a horse at me?"

The foreign official shook his head repeatedly, just urging Zhang Yuan to return soon.

After shaking his might for a while, Zhang Yuan reluctantly took back his mind and followed the foreign officials back to the yamen.

The foreigners did not talk about appearances like the Han people. Now that they have left Zhang Yuan, there will be major problems with the Dangxiang court's finances. In the past, the Han people who were voted in the fourth class were ignored, and everyone regarded him as a guest of honor.

Yuan Hao was determined to isolate the Han people from the foreigners, and asked the foreigners to wear fur, live in tents, and speak foreigners. Don't learn from the Han people, and finally become like the Han people. Now that he has no money left Zhang Yuan, he doesn't tell his rules anymore. As long as he doesn't involve military affairs, he lets Zhang Yuan do whatever he wants in Xingqing Prefecture. Yuan Hao doesn't care about the life and death of the people in the city. What's wrong with being bullied by Zhang Yuan and others? As long as he can make money, foreigners are used to fighting in the Han people, don't think that they are merciful and ruthless to their own people. Naturally, they will be more ruthless.

When he returned to the yamen, he saw the personal soldiers sent by Yuanhao waiting there. When he saw Zhang Yuan, he smiled and said, "Sir, I can't stop for a moment. I don't know what major things I have to do. I can't sit still in the yamen. I'm asking me to wait here. Wuzhu has an urgent matter. If there is no other important matter, please follow me to enter the palace."

Zhang Yuan said: "No hurry. When I go in and change my public uniform, I will go see Wuzhu. By the way, I will go to my room to get a jar of good wine and take it back for the general. When I have nothing to do, I will drink some wine to relieve my boredom."

The personal soldier smiled and kept thanking Zhang Yuan, watching him return to the Houya with a shake.

After more than a year of war with the Song Dynasty, gold, silver and copper coins in Dangxiang were lost sharply, and now the hard currency was in short supply. The business where Zhang Yuan only collected real money and silver. Even if the price was not high, the price did not increase. For ordinary people in Dangxiang, they gradually became sky-high prices. No matter how low the price was, you could not even take out a few copper coins in your hand, so you could only watch. The wine, tea, silk and other things sold there were gradually becoming hard currency in Dangxiang. Giving this personal soldiers a jar of wine was equivalent to giving him a ingot of white silver. A poor man was short-sighted, a horse was thin and long, and he had no money in his hand. Even Yuanhao's personal soldiers had to focus on flattering Zhang Yuan. Such a big official, and just a little leak in his hand, would be enough for these personal soldiers to live a long time.

The personal soldiers received the wine received by the foreign officials from the Houya, hugged it tightly in their arms, staring at the door, waiting for Zhang Yuan to come out. Recently, Yuan Hao had no money in his hand and wanted to build a South Courtyard in the Tiandu Mountains, and his life was tight. These personal soldiers who followed Yuan Hao every day suffered, let alone rewards, even Lu Mi could not be received in time.

Zhang Yuan changed into public uniforms, came out of the back yamen with a blush on his face, and said to the foreign officials: "Go and bring my sweat and blood horses, and serve me well to see Wuzhu. If you get the reward, your benefits will be indispensable!"

The foreign officials agreed repeatedly and ran to lead the horses. Although Dangxiang occupied Hexi, they did not deal with the Yellow-headed Uighurs and Gaochang Uighurs. They fought every day, and the ancient Silk Road had long been cut off. They were close to the Western Regions, but there was no trade with the Western Regions. Zhang Yuan's sweat-blooded horse was extremely precious, and he could not buy it even in Xingqing Mansion.

Riding a sweat-blooded BMW and taking a group of followers, Zhang Yuanzhi entered the palace with Yuan Hao's personal soldiers.

Yuan Hao is a habit of a foreigner. Although he has a palace in Xingqing Mansion, he lives in a palace in Helan Mountains every day, so it is difficult to get a city once. After a few days, Tiandu Mountain South Courtyard will be built, and he will still live there. Zhang Yuan didn't know what these foreigners thought. He spent manpower and material resources to build the imperial city more and more, but he couldn't live there, so he didn't know what he was trying to do.

When they arrived at the palace and after layers of guards, Zhang Yuan arrived at the hall where Yuanhao was. The aristocratic people did not have the etiquette of the Song Dynasty. The aristocratic ritual was very simple, and after they passed, they entered the hall.

All the rituals were performed, Yuan Hao politely gave him a seat. Zhang Yuan asked, "Wuzhu is busy with official business, and I don't know what to call me to the palace. If it is a small matter, just follow me to my yamen and say it. I just need to be at ease when doing things!"

Yuan Hao smiled and said, "I also know that the Prime Minister is busy with official duties. If there is no major event, I will not disturb you. It's just that the country has been difficult recently. There are many places to use money in Tiandu Mountain. I have no choice but to let the Prime Minister discuss it."

"Yes, the imperial court has used more money recently, and there are fewer places to come. I have heard of it." Zhang Yuan nodded repeatedly, lowered his head and thought for a while. "If you want to solve the current dilemma, I think that when I learned about the things that I did in the Three Sessions of the Song Dynasty, I should print money."
Chapter completed!