Emperor Renzong of the Great Song Dynasty

The pirate surnamed Zheng laughed loudly: "We are rats, what are you? Are you still a cat that catches mice?"

All the pirates roared with laughter, obviously not paying attention to this young man.

They lived at sea all year round, and never cared much about the rivers and lakes on land. No matter how famous Nan Xia was, it would not be heard by pirates.

Bao Zheng and Yun Niang were both in a coma before, and before Zhan Zhao could react, Bao Zheng was controlled by the furious pirates. He had no other choice, fearing that the pirates would harm Bao Zheng, he had no choice but to arrest him without a fight.

Therefore, these pirates have never seen Nan Xia Zhan Zhao's true abilities.

Zhan Zhao put Zhao Yiyi off his shoulders, and Zhao Yiyi hurriedly ran to Liu En's side. Liu En held his arm tightly, not letting him leave his side for half a step.

The sword of the guards of Nanqing Palace was not extraordinary, the blade was awe-inspiring, and the cold light shone. Zhan Zhao gave a loud shout, and the sword went straight to the throat of the pirate surnamed Zheng.

In the blink of an eye, the pirates didn't even have time to exclaim, and their leader was captured.

Zhan Zhao put the long sword around the neck of the pirate Zheng surnamed, and grabbed his shoulder with the other hand: "Don't move! Watch out for the head falling!"

The pirate still struggled, Zhan Zhao put more force on his sword-holding hand, and a ray of bright red slowly flowed down the edge of the sword: "I told you not to move! Grandpa's sword doesn't have eyes!"

The pirate gritted his teeth, his veins twitching violently: "I didn't expect to be a hero. I don't know brother Gao's name. Which friend is he?"

Zhan Zhao sneered: "Are you deaf? Let me tell you, grandpa will not change his name or surname if he wants to sit down. His surname is Zhan Mingzhao. You are a bastard with blind eyes. I will tell you to open your eyes today!"

As he spoke, he flipped his wrist, and with a snap, he cut off one ear of the pirate surnamed Zheng and threw it on the deck.

"This is what happens when you speak wild words!"

The pirate surnamed Zheng was also a good guy, he didn't even cry out in pain, and objected to Zhan Zhao, saying: "Offending the heroes is our crime. You can leave today on your own, and we will never dare to stop you. It's just that our head is still in a coma If you don’t wake up, you have to give us an explanation. If you trust us, please leave your name. If there are disputes in the future, you can also settle it.”

Zhan Zhao said: "Seeing that you are a straightforward person, okay. My name is Zhan Zhao, as you already know, I live in Changzhou, and my friends from all over the world praise me and call me Nanxia."

He raised his chin: "The person who fainted over there is from Luzhou, and the imperial censor Quanzhi Jiangnan in Tongzhilang Palace bestowed Fei Baozheng. Just remember that his name is Baozheng."

Jiang Ping smiled and cupped his hands: "Brother Zheng, we are old acquaintances."

The pirate surnamed Zheng snorted coldly: "When the master wakes up, he will be the first to sacrifice you to the sea!"

Jiang Ping folded his arms and remained silent, still smiling.

Liu En held Zhao Yiyi with one hand, and was not easy to salute, so he nodded slightly: "Liu En, a native of the capital."

His arrogance all over his body made this slightly arrogant attitude unobtrusive.

Zhao Yiyi also nodded: "Zhao Yuanheng, a native of the capital."

He didn't feel guilty about using a fake name, after all, his real name was the one no one would believe.

The pirate surnamed Zheng kept his word: "Come here, get a boat for some heroes and send them ashore."

A pirate took the lead and hoisted a small boat from the side of the ship. Zhao Yiyi and the others got off the boat along the ladder, and did not let the pirate surnamed Zheng go back until his feet landed on land.

When several people returned to Huixian Tower, it was already dawn.

Everyone was tired and hungry, so they asked the kitchen to deliver another table of food, regardless of their status or status, they sat around, gobbled it up, went back to their rooms to rest after eating, and did not wake up until the next afternoon Come on, regain your strength.

Bao Zheng's current situation is special, Zhao Yiyi didn't dare to take the risk of letting outsiders know the truth about his coma, so he had to ask Liu En to wash his body, change into clean clothes, and put him in the guest room.

It's just that it's not a thing to be in a coma all the time. Zhao Yiyi is thinking about how to wake Bao Zheng up.

The system clearly reminded that Bao Zheng's state at this time was that he had left his soul, and his three souls and seven souls were not in his body, so he showed symptoms of coma.

But why did this soul leave?

According to Jiang Ping and Zhan Zhao, it was caused by Bao Zheng and Yunniang taking pictures of ancient and modern pots together.According to logic, since it is done according to the past and present, then it may be able to return to the soul if it is followed again.

Jiang Ping shook his head and said: "It's not that simple. The ancient and modern pots are now in the hands of pirates. These days they have researched the pots to produce flowers. They have tried to take photos of the front and back, but it is useless. The famous witch in Yangzhou City The gods and men have all been invited for diagnosis and treatment one by one, and they all said that their souls have left their bodies, and they don't know where they are going. In short, they are helpless."

Zhao Yiyi pondered: "This is difficult..."

He only knows that the ancient and modern basin is one of the treasures of Wenqu Xingjun Bao Zheng, but the specific function is not very clear. The only record of this basin in the civet cat for prince is that it was held by Bao Zheng's wife, Mrs. Li, to pray to the moon and got a piece of cake. A basin of holy water cured the eyes of Song Renzong's mother, Empress Dowager Li.

Other than that, he didn't know anything about the basin.

When everyone was at a loss, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

The knock on the door was neither urgent nor slow, and the person who knocked did not explain his purpose.

Jiang Ping raised his voice and said, "Is it the second brother?"

They didn't ask Xiaoer to bring anything up, so why would someone knock on the door?

Zhao Yiyi and Liu En looked at each other, and Liu En protected him behind him, with his right hand resting on the handle of the knife.

In any case, the little emperor's safety is the most important.

Seeing that they were so nervous, Zhan Zhao also clenched his sword and stood ready.

A woman's laughter suddenly came from outside the door: "A group of big men are actually scared by me?"

Zhan Zhao said: "It doesn't matter if you are a man or a woman, just report your name, why bother playing tricks here!"

The woman reached out and pushed, and the door opened.

Zhao Yiyi asked Liu En: "Did you lock the door after you came in?"

Liu En pulled out the knife: "It's locked."

He is AI, not human.

When people are negligent, AI does not.

He clearly remembered that he locked the door from the inside.

Now the door is pushed open from the outside, which means...

The woman stepped into the house, first dodging Liu En's big knife, and then Zhan Zhao's long sword, and then pushed Jiang Ping's Fenshui Emei spear aside, and then angrily said to Zhao Yiyi: " You are so ungrateful! If I hadn’t sent you a letter to tell you to pay attention to Wenqu, how could you have noticed the situation in Yangzhou! Now you are telling them to yell at me, is this the case with your Zhao family’s tutors?”

Zhao Yiyi saw that this woman had strange skills, and that Liu En and Zhan Zhao might not be his opponents, so he said, "Scholar Zhan, Liu En, please stop, this girl has no malicious intentions."

The woman smiled and said: "Exactly, I have no malicious intentions."

She was fifteen or sixteen years old, as young as spring flowers and tender willows, this smile was extremely touching, but everyone present had no time to pay attention to her beauty.

Zhao Yiyi bowed his hands to her and said, "Yuan Heng thanked you for your kind act of delivering the letter before."

The woman raised her eyebrows: "Yuanheng? Yuan, Heng, Li...is a good name."

She also wished Zhao Yiyi a blessing: "The little girl's surname is Kou, her name is Miao Niang, and she met Mr. Zhao."

寇？

Zhao Yiyi glanced at her, only to see her nodding slightly.

It was indeed that Kou.

The smile on Zhao Yiyi's face became brighter and brighter: "I haven't fully comprehended the four words written in the letter before the girl. I wonder if I can ask the girl to explain the confusion?"

Kou Yaoniang smiled and said, "I didn't write that letter, it was written by my mother. I don't understand what was written in the letter and what it meant. I'm just a messenger."

Zhao Yiyi said again: "Then I wonder if I will have the honor to meet Lingtang?"

Kou Yaoniang shook her head: "It's not a coincidence for you to come, my mother passed away last month."

Zhao Yiyi sighed: "It's really a pity, and I would like to ask Miss Kou to express my condolences."

Kou Yaoniang said: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are common things in the world. People in my generation don't think about it."

Zhao Yiyi admired: "The girl is open-minded. I don't know why the girl came here for..."

Kou Yaoniang said: "It is to deliver something for someone. I have always been just a messenger."

Zhao Yiyi said: "I wonder who this thing is for?"

Kou Yaoniang took out a pillow from her sleeve: "Here, this is it, it's for the person on the bed. He should be Bao Zheng, right?"

Zhao Yiyi nodded: "Exactly."

Kou Yaoniang smiled openly: "Sure enough, I did not make a mistake."

He said and handed the pillow to Zhao Yiyi: "This is his thing, remember to give him a pillow. No one else needs a pillow except him, otherwise his life will be shortened."

He glanced at Zhao Yiyi again: "Remember, no one else needs a pillow!"

Zhao Yiyi looked at the pillow in his hand.

This is an ordinary cloth pillow, the stuffing inside should be chaff, the appearance is ordinary, no one would think that it is actually a treasure.

The pillow that belongs to Bao Zheng cannot be used by others...

Isn't this the Youxian Pillow!

Zhao benefited by counting—yin and yang mirror, ancient and modern basin, Youxian pillow, and two of the three treasures of Wenqu, which is really a coincidence.

Kou Yaoniang said: "I'll go home when the things are delivered."

Then he turned to leave.

Zhao Yiyi hurriedly stopped her: "I don't know who asked the girl to deliver this pillow?"

Kou Yaoniang smiled and said, "My mother asked me to bring it."

Zhao Yiyi said: "Isn't Lingtang dead?"

Kou Yaoniang said: "You are only allowed to have two mothers, and others are not allowed to have two mothers?"

After speaking, he turned and left, and in an instant, no one was there.

Seeing him go, Liu En slowly put the knife back into its sheath: "This woman is weird, I am afraid she is not from the world."

Zhao Yiyi wiped the sweat from his hands: "It's from the family of the Duke of Lai."

"Duke Lai?" Zhan Zhao excitedly said, "Duke Lai who killed Khitan?"

Zhao Yiyi nodded: "How can there be two Dukes of Lai in the world?"

Alas, did you see that, another fan of Kou Zhun.

So did Di Qing, and so did Zhan Zhao. When Kou Zhun was mentioned, his eyes lit up.

You warriors, you know that worshiping Kou Zhun really breaks my heart.

Zhan Zhao said: "I didn't expect the Duke of Lai to send someone to deliver things to the Lord. It seems that the Lord is also very valuable to the Duke of Lai."

Zhao Yiyi coughed lightly: "Master Zhan, when Mr. Bao wakes up, you must not tell him these things."

Zhan Zhao was puzzled: "Why?"

Zhao Yiyi said: "One thing, the girl said just now that her mother asked her to send this pillow. No matter how powerful Lai Guogong is, he can't be her mother. Therefore, this pillow was not given to you by Lai Guogong. Second, Mr. Bao is an official of the imperial court and a courtier of the emperor. Even if he is reused, it is the emperor who reuses him. He is heavily used by the Duke of Lai, which is equivalent to saying that he formed a party for personal gain, so how could he be happy."

Zhan Zhao thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Indeed, my lord doesn't like to hear these words."

Zhao Yiyi said: "Okay, Yishi Zhan, please lift Master Bao's head up a little, I'll change his pillow."

Zhan Zhao was puzzled: "It's so good, why change the pillow?"

Zhao Yiyi raised the Youxian pillow in his hand, and said with a smile: "They have already sent the treasures to you, so why don't you use them?"

He understood that Kou Zhun's family must have a few truly capable people, that Bao Zheng was Wen Qu, and that Bao Zheng was in trouble, so he came to mention him.

And at this juncture, they sent him a Youxian pillow, which couldn't be more obvious.

The fairy pillow is the key to awakening Bao Zheng.

but……

Since there is such a person in Kou Zhun's mansion who can pinch and count, why wasn't he exposed on the spot when he set up a team in Kou Mansion to pretend to be a ghost and fool Kou Zhun?

Could it be that the person in Kou Zhun's mansion doesn't really care whether Kou Zhun is cheated or not, but only cares about Bao Zheng's well-being?

...Speaking of which, Kou Zhun is actually quite miserable...

Sure enough, Bao Zheng woke up leisurely in less than a cup of tea after he changed into the fairy pillow.

Zhan Zhao stood beside his bed, his face beaming with joy: "My lord, you've finally woken up!"

"...Scholar Zhan..."

Bao Zheng called softly: "Trouble... water..."

Zhan Zhao hurriedly poured him a cup of tea, and Bao Zheng drank it down, slightly relieving the hot dry cough in his throat, and then slowly said: "I had a long, long dream, I dreamed..."

Suddenly, he stopped.

Zhan Zhao asked, "What did you dream about?"

Zhao Yiyi also asked: "Yes, what did you dream about?"

In fact, he was quite curious about what Bao Zheng experienced during the time when he was away from his soul.

Bao Zheng exclaimed: "Your Majesty!"

Zhan Zhao was taken aback.

Seeing that Bao Zheng immediately displayed his athletic skills as a full-strength Wenqu Xingjun, he quickly got off the bed and knelt down on the ground: "My minister, Bao Zheng, greet Your Majesty!"

Zhao Yiyi quickly went to help him: "Bao Qing please get up quickly, you just woke up, it's better to go to bed and rest."

I saw Jiang Ping staggering, "This..."

What did he hear!

His Majesty!

emperor!

No way!Isn't it a prince!

This is inferior!

Zhan Zhao's eyes widened: "You are the emperor!"

Zhao Yiyi managed to persuade Bao Zheng to go back to bed, and said, "That's right, I am the emperor."

Bao Zheng said anxiously on the bed: "Why is Your Majesty here?"

Zhao Yiyi sat at the table and took the tea that Liu En poured for him: "I am in the capital, and I received the news that there was a change in the Jiangnan Tea Coup, so I made a private visit to Yangzhou to investigate."

He also killed the messenger of the Fan family in front of Fan's mansion, got the letter and found out that there was a problem with Yangzhou's tea policy, pretended to be smallpox and sneaked out from Beijing, saw tea farmers pouring tea in Yangzhou, broke into a pirate ship and captured Bao Zheng and Zhan Zhao. After being rescued, he told Bao Zheng about these things one by one.

It just concealed the relevant plot of Wenqu Xingjun, and only said that what Liu En found on the messenger of the Fan family was the one that Jiang Ping asked him to send. Although the pirates killed someone, they did not find the letter.

Jiang Ping tactfully did not expose it. Zhan Zhao himself just got off the pirate ship, and he didn't even know what happened, so Zhao Yiyi smoothly fooled Bao Zheng over.

After all, even if he pointed to Bao Zheng's nose and told him that you are Wenqu Xingjun, Bao Zheng would not believe it. This person is still an atheist, and it is estimated that the Three Treasures are just for display in his hands.

In order to take care of Bao Zheng's ability to accept, Zhao Yiyi temporarily concealed some truth from him.

Bao Zheng nodded and sighed, "So that's the case, it's just a pity for that messenger from Mr. Fan's family."

The messenger also suffered innocently. Who would have thought that sending a letter would result in death.

Zhao Yiyi said: "The most urgent task is to bring the Jiangnan tea administration out of chaos."

After all, during the days when Bao Zheng was in a coma, that Eunuch Huang had turned Bao Zheng's painstaking efforts into a mess, and even forced the tea farmers to pour their whole year's hard work into the Grand Canal.

The last time it was so lively was during the Great Depression caused by the crisis of American capitalism.

Bao Zheng said in shame: "The current situation in Yangzhou is the fault of the minister. The minister is guilty."

Zhao Yiyi shook his head: "I don't blame Bao Qing, if you want to blame, you can only blame the impermanence of the world. Who would have thought that a basin of water could make a person unconscious for so many days?"

Bao Zheng also wondered why he was in a coma for such a long time.

He vaguely remembered that he had a dream.When he just woke up, the dream was still very clear, and he still wanted to tell Zhan Zhao about this bizarre dream—he knew that the reason for his coma, the ancient and modern secrets, lay in the dream.

But seeing the emperor sitting in the room, Bao Zheng was so frightened that he had long since forgotten about his dreams.

When he thought about it again, the dream was like a mist under the sun, which had already dissipated.

Bao Zheng also felt relieved, it was just a dream, if you forget it, forget it.After all, people live in the world, not in dreams.

As for why I fell into a coma...

Anyway, he has already woken up, so it is meaningless to worry about why he is in a coma.

It's a big deal, he won't take pictures of that ancient and modern basin in the future, wouldn't it be fine.

Seeing that Bao Zheng's complexion gradually improved, Zhao Yiyi also breathed a sigh of relief.

This is Wenqu Xingjun, a shining pillar in his streamlined royalist party. The future of the royalist party is on your shoulders. You can't get caught up in meaningless self-blame.

Bao Zheng sighed: "Since the tea farmers in Yangzhou City have started pouring tea, no matter how we restore it, it is impossible to restore the trust of the tea merchants and tea farmers in the government. The policy set by the minister before must not be implemented. In this way, the tea farmers will really lose their money this year."

His original policy is also difficult to implement now—everyone now knows that the government requires tea merchants to buy a catty of good tea with two catties of tea. This bad impression has already penetrated into the hearts of the people. No matter what the government said, the tea merchants would not believe it.

You said that you only need to drink a few cups of tea to buy a catty of good tea?

You said you won't lose money by taking these tea leaves, and I still have to make money?

Why should I believe you!

Even if I really still have to make money, I'm not willing to talk to you anymore.

I have the capital of real gold and silver, can't I do some other business?

Why do you have to buy your tea that goes with this tea?

Zhao Yiyi nodded: "Indeed, your policy can no longer be implemented. Go to the Yamen tomorrow morning and ask them to post an announcement to allow tea merchants to buy and sell freely. The government will no longer force tea merchants to buy tea. First, pile it up at the port. Let’s talk about selling some of those few boats of tea.”

He promised the tea farmers in Guazhoudu that within half a month someone would come to buy their tea.

If he kept his word, he would definitely not be able to buy five shipments of tea by himself, and he still had to mobilize a large number of tea merchants to buy them in order for those tea farmers to find buyers.

Bao Zheng sighed: "For the current plan, this is the only way."

"It's just a pity that those tea farmers have suffered such an innocent disaster. It is estimated that the backlog of tea on their ships will be difficult to sell. For them, this year's loss is not insignificant."

Zhao Yiyi looked at Bao Zheng's listless appearance, and knew that he was probably blaming himself in his heart. Just as he wanted to comfort him, he saw Zhan Zhao sitting on the side of the bed and patted Bao Zheng's shoulder: "What is this? It's on me. I have a lot of friends in the rivers and lakes, and one of them told them to buy ten catties and eight catties of tea, so I can't let those tea farmers lose money!"

Jiang Ping couldn't help laughing, and saw Zhan Zhao turned around and said to him, "For someone with a big family like him, just sell him [-] catties."

Zhao Yiyi smiled and shook his head: "Nan Xia, your friends from the world are righteous, but they can be righteous for a year or two, can they still be righteous for a lifetime? The tea farmers have returned to the mountain farms, but they have to grow tea every year. The reporter said, why do ordinary people buy so much tea when they have nothing to do? If we want to solve this problem, we can only solve it at the root.”

It was only then that Zhan Zhao remembered that he was an emperor, and it seemed that he shouldn't be so casual in front of the emperor, so he hurriedly stood up from the bed.

Zhao Yiyi waved his hand: "Just sit there."

This one is also quite unlucky. He was drinking happily, and suddenly his own family fainted, and he fainted for such a long time.After being caught and starved for several days on a pirate ship, he ate two sesame seed cakes and fought with others, and managed to escape the danger.

Zhao Yiyi didn't reveal the emperor's identity in front of him before because he didn't want him to set the rules in front of him. After tossing for so long, why don't you just sit down and rest for a while.

Sitting beside Bao Zheng's bed, Zhan Zhao couldn't help asking, "If we want to solve the problem from the root, what should we do?"

Zhao Yiyi made a joke: "If we want to solve the problem from the root, the only way is not to ask tea farmers to grow tea from now on."

Seeing Zhan Zhao's eyes widen, Zhao Yiyi immediately said, "Of course it's not feasible. The solution to the root cause is to find suitable buyers for the crude late yellow tea that tea merchants are unwilling to buy."

"But who is willing to buy those crude late yellow teas?"

Zhao Yiyi touched the mouth of the teacup: "That's a good question."

"Crude evening yellow tea has a bitter taste, and the taste of brewed tea is not good, so no one is willing to buy it. But what if you don't use it to make tea?"

"What if you grind it into powder and mix it in snacks? Or mix it in flour medicine or bath beans?"

"Tea leaves are brewed into tea, whether it is good or not, the old woman can understand it. But if it is mixed with rice flour, sugar oil, spices and pancreas, even the elegant and famous people can only smell a tea."

To put it bluntly, since no one is willing to buy these crude late yellow tea scraps, it is better to pack them a bit, carry out further processing, and market them as another commodity.

Thinking of all kinds of matcha-flavored snacks and tea-flavored toiletries in later generations, Zhao Yiyi smiled.

"I'm afraid that when the time comes, the supply of Jiangnan tea will exceed the demand, and the current tea price will double again."