The foreign merchants and the envoys of the Western Regions could not pass Qinzhou without special orders. This ban made the business of Qinzhou prosper like a bubble. Merchants gathered in the city, and merchants from various countries came and left, and then came, causing Qinzhou to gather various rare goods in the Western Regions, and a large number of Song Dynasty commodities were sold from here to the Western Regions. In just over a year, the paper money of the Song Dynasty had already been passed in the Hehuang region, and even many small countries in the Western Regions began to use the paper money of the Song Dynasty. With sufficient cargo support, the penetration of the currency was astonishing. With the opening of the trade route, the currency also expanded around. Correspondingly, after a brief prosperity, the paper money of the Dangxiang quickly ushered in soaring prices and depreciation of the currency.

Qinzhou has become the largest city west of Tongguan, and all walks of life have gathered here to earn money from the Fanhu people.

One day in August, Xu Ping changed into casual clothes and took a few capable personal soldiers with Tan Hu and walked on the streets of Qinzhou. Since becoming an official, Xu Ping has not had the habit of private visits in private places. He believed that there was no need for such a thing and things should be done according to normal practice. When he took off his official uniform and walked into the crowd, Xu Ping completely put down his official body and ignored official business at all. He just wanted to walk around the street like an ordinary citizen, stroll around, feel life, and experience the joy of living.

Today he was very nervous and walked and stopped on the road. Whenever he raised his feet, he couldn't wait. As soon as he stopped, he wanted to turn his head back. Whenever he looked up, he saw the mountains in the distance, and couldn't help feeling lost.

The original Nazhiyuan has become the commercial center in Qinzhou City, with countless shops spreading from here to around and extending outside the city. When we walked here, Xu Ping felt like he had passed through two worlds.

Outside the south city gate not far from the Nazhiyuan, large willow trees are planted on both sides of the Jihe River, and newly built shops are lined up under the trees. Although the goods from Sichuan and Shu were traveling along the Jihe River, they were transported all the way, and most of them still took this route. In addition, the goods from the foreign tribes that came down from the upper reaches of the Jihe River, the place is extremely prosperous.

Under a big tree not far from the city gate, there are five newly built houses, with a small courtyard behind them, which looks like the surrounding shops. In front of the shop were foreign merchants wearing silk, talking to each other slowly. From time to time, people came out of the shop, followed by servants, carrying wooden boxes.

Xu Ping sat down at a tea shop opposite the road, asked for a pot of tea, looked at the shop opposite, and was fascinated by himself. Tan Hu and his entourage sat on another table, and sent several other people to patrol the surroundings quietly.

In front of the shop, there were two children, both five or six years old, guarding a large basin of water face to face, splashing around and constantly giggling. A middle-aged woman who looked like a servant stood aside, leaning against the wall boredly, looking at the two children.

Xu Ping looked at the shop with a dazed look, as if all this had always been in his own world, so familiar, but everyone was so strange, as if they were from another world.

I don’t know how long it took, but the crowd in front of the shop began to dissipate and slowly became deserted, just like the shops around me.

A young woman came out of the shop with a smile on her face. She walked to the two children who were playing with her hands, took out a scarf and wiped their hands, and kept saying something in her mouth. She wiped the hands of the two children dry, and the woman held one with one hand and walked into the shop. She looked back and looked at her eyes facing Xu Ping, who was opposite the road.

Looking at Xu Ping, Duan Yunjie was silent for a while, suddenly smiled, let go of the child's hand, walked past the streets where people were coming and going, and went to Xu Ping's table, and said with a smile: "Since you are here, why not sit in the shop?"

Xu Ping took back his thoughts from the sky, looked at Duan Yunjie, and felt mixed emotions for a while, and said softly: "You have a lot of people in your shop, and you are afraid of disturbing you. I haven't seen you for many years and don't know what to say for a while. How about you doing well?"

Duan Yunjie looked at Xu Ping, raised her hand and pulled her ear to the hair coming from the front, and smiled and said, "Everything is fine. What was the way we were when we parted in Beijing? I still looked like what I was, but the business was better and I made more money."

"Okay, okay, everything is fine if everything is fine!" Xu Ping shook the tea bowl in his hand, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Duan Yunjie smiled and said after a while: "We have known each other for many years. Since we have arrived here, we always have to sit in the shop. When I came to Qinzhou, I thought of visiting your yamen. One is busy and I can't get out of here. Another thing is that you are not a general. You are a general in charge of the surrounding thousands of miles. I am a normal woman who is afraid that I can't enter the Protectorate Mansion."

After saying that, Duan Yunjie let her go and said to Xu Ping: "Okay, we can't talk in the tea shop, go to the shop."

Xu Ping got up, looked up and looked around, without saying a word, and walked straight to the opposite side.

When they arrived at the shop, the two children looked at Xu Ping curiously, stepped forward and grabbed Duan Yunjie's hand, and asked in a low voice: "Sister, what is this brother's origin? Is he a guest of our family? He has a tense face and looks a little afraid of people."

Duan Yunjie gently stroked the heads of the two children and pointed at Xu Ping and said, "This is a friend of my sister many years ago. Now she is a high-ranking official and is used to being flattered every day. Naturally, she is afraid of people. You can go with Mrs. Wu to play, let's have a conversation."

The two children looked at Xu Ping timidly, quietly retreated, felt safe, turned around quickly, grabbed the woman who was watching the child, and ran to the willow tree together.

Looking at the two children, Xu Ping asked Duan Yunjie: "What is this child's identity? It seems that he is a family with you."

Duan Yunjie sighed: "When I was in the capital, a Chang'an official invited me to print a book. After working for a few years, the official passed away and left only his grandson and granddaughter. Before the official came, he entrusted his shop with these two children to me and took them with me since then. This is a debt of favor that I can't pay back. I can only wait until these two children grow up and return the shop to them. But the child is still young, and I don't know what year or month to wait."

When he sighed and looked at the two children, Duan Yunjie was full of kindness.

Xu Ping nodded silently and walked into the shop. This year is not as good as the future generations. If you part inadvertently, you may never see each other again. Even if you stay together all the time, you may be separated by heaven and man because of a minor illness. The emotions between people are not the same as those of later generations. Whether it is staying together forever or missing each other in a different place, there are more people in the heart and less people exposed outside. You don’t need to say it in your life. No matter how many words you say, you may be the longing of looking at the moon under the tree.

The shop is just like Duan Yunjie opened in the capital back then, with bookshelf all around, filled with printed books. Xu Ping does not need to ask why Duan Yunjie came here. Qinzhou is the largest metropolis in Guanxi, and the Western Regions still value Buddhism. After the opening of the business road, the demand for Buddhist scriptures there is increasing day by day. For the business of the shop, Duan Yunjie needs to come to Qinzhou, perhaps for himself.

Tan Hu brought a few guards and stood outside the door tactfully. In order not to attract attention, Tan Hu asked the few people to scatter. He squatted on the ground, held his knees, leaned against the wall beside the door, and looked at the mountains in the distance. The mountains were as dark as in the dark. In a flash, it was like when he was in Lingnan, when he was outside Xuping's yamen, he looked at the 100,000 mountains in the distance.
Chapter completed!