Economic and Trade Song Dynasty

"But he thinks, he still thinks it's better to travel between the two sides, and he even wants to sail to India." Zheng Shengbai replied unhurriedly.

"He really said that?" Qin Juan was a little puzzled.

Zheng Shengbai nodded: "How often have I lied to you?"

Zheng Shengbai would not lie to him, but Zheng Shengbai likes to hide it from him.

Qin Juan knew that Yao Silang had already gone to sea, so he didn't say anything more.

Since I was walking in the early spring, the wind was headwind and I was walking slowly. I guess it would take a long time to get back to Hejian.

Zheng Shengbai thought of something again.Take out a letter to him: "This is from your cousin, it should be written by someone else."

Since Wanxi asked someone to write the letter on his behalf, then he brought a message to Hejian Mansion, so Wanxi's people should not be in Hejian Mansion.

Qin Juan took it, tore off the seal, took out his mind and scattered it.

After reading it hastily, put it aside.

Zheng Shengbai took it, walked outside, threw it into the stove under the care of the little girl, and burned it up.

The little girl gave him a surprised look, and Zheng Shengbai told her to go to the back kitchen to prepare lunch, so she didn't have to look after the stove.

The little girl let out an oh and ran away.

Wanxi's letter said that half of the military power was cut off every day, and most of them gradually fell into chaos. Miss Xiji married into Wang Gu's department.

It is unexpected and reasonable for Xi Ji to marry into Wang Gubu

After all, Miss Xiji helped him a lot at the beginning, and he hoped that Miss Xiji would be happy. For Miss Xiji, it might be better to marry into Wang Gubu than to marry into Dadu.

Since Miss Xi Ji chose the person herself, it is always good.

Now Bo Bo Nu has the most soldiers, Meng Ge is looking for Bo Bo Nu to ask him to borrow troops to attack the Southern Song Dynasty, what does Bo Bo Nu mean?

Although most of them are in chaos, Mongolia's offensive will not be stopped, and there will be no less places to attack.

Just as Qin Juan was about to stand up, Zheng Shengbai said, "The kitchen is already ready. You can leave after eating."

Qin Juan nodded and sat down.

When Qin Juan returned to Zhao Huaizhi's other courtyard in Lishan, it began to snow heavily.

For three consecutive days, Qin Juan was reading in the study in the other courtyard.

Qin Juan didn't want to go out, not because it was cold outside, but because he didn't know what to do if he went out.

It's not that he has nothing to use for shopping, and it's not that he doesn't have new clothes to wear. As for eating and drinking, he doesn't have that hobby. He can listen to music, but most of the famous actresses in Lin'an Prefecture are women, and few men sing.

Qin Juan put down his book and thought about other things for a while, when a guard from the palace came over and asked him to eat.

He probably spends all day reading, waiting for dinner, and spending time while eating...

It's just why Zhao Huaizhi hasn't come back yet.

But he thought again, Huaizhi asked him to wait for half a month, and he couldn't wait after only seven days.

The night Zhao Huaizhi came back, he smelled of alcohol, but he was not drunk at all.

Accompanying the emperor, he came back after the Lantern Festival banquet, so he could not sneak out of the palace until the emperor was drunk.

Seeing him coming back, Qin Juan sat up from the bed and ran out with bare feet.

Zhao Huaizhi came from outside the yard, carrying the coolness of flying snow and the smell of alcohol.

"Brother Juan." He was calling him.

Qin Juan pursed his lips, leaned against the door card, and waited for him to come.

He came over, then tiptoed and kissed Qin Juan's lips.

"It's all the smell of wine, how much have you drank." It was a smile that was not a smile.

Qin Juan grabbed his chin.

Zhao Huaizhi: "Just two or two."

Qin Juan shook his head: "Not only."

"That's why I didn't remember clearly."

Qin Juan picked him up and walked into the house.

Zhao Huaizhi's feet were cold, Qin Juan gave him slippers, and put him under the quilt after warming him up.

Zhao Huaizhi felt that the best thing in his life was saving the wolf cubs back then, so now there is such a person who cherishes him so much.

"Go to sleep, I won't trouble you."

Qin Juan said he wouldn't bother him, but he really didn't. This night, Zhao Huaizhi slept soundly.

Qin Juan watched him silently until midnight before lying down to sleep.

The next day, when Qin Juan fully woke up, Zhao Huaizhi had already entered the palace.

He probably knew that Zhao Huaizhi left in the early morning.

The guards outside heard the movement in the house and sent people to prepare tea and rice.

Another day, eating, reading and watching the snow.

After another seven or eight days, Zhao Huaizhi finally came back. This time, he changed into civilian clothes.

He said to him, "Let's go to Shu today."

Finally, they were able to leave Lin'an.

Qin Juan packed his bags, he thought this trip should be long enough.

After going and coming, plus swimming in the mountains and rivers, I am afraid that I will not swim back to Chushan until autumn.

They did not arrive in Jingbei until the end of February.

The spring breeze in Jingbei is still chilly, but there is already infinite spring in the mountains.

"Huaizhi, go take a look inside that boat again."

He remembers the boat that ate crabs, and the smell of the cook there

"Row."

They walked very fast, and it took only a quarter of an hour to get on the boat to order food.

Thinking about the taste here, Qin Juan has long planned to come to Jingbei to eat for a while.

They only stayed in Jingbei for a day and a night, and then set off to Shu.

Arrived in Sichuan in early March, but arrived in Chengdu on March [-]th.

They rested on Qingcheng Mountain for one night before entering Chengdu Mansion.

The Rice Temple is in the west of the city, and it was established here by the great witch long ago.

For Qin Juan, he has seen many such temples in the desert.

No one worships, no one cares about them, no one knows their stories anymore

Qin Juan thought about many consequences. For example, he did not return to the Song Dynasty, so he did not bring the things that Kui gave him to Shu, for example, during the war, he lost the things that Kui gave him.

He just didn't think about it, he came to Sichuan and stood in front of the Dao God Temple, and there is no one guarding the temple here...

So who should he give Kui's things to, and who will continue the ceremony thousands of years ago?

He began to be confused, sitting in a daze in front of the dilapidated rice temple overgrown with weeds.

Zhao Huaizhi was standing not far from him, watching him so quietly.

Qin Juan sat from day to night, he seemed to be waiting, waiting for someone to appear, waiting for a guardian who claimed to be the rice temple to appear.

Until the night, he did not wait for that person.

The guardian he was looking for was lost somewhere.

It was completely dark.

Zhao Huaizhi finally came over and spread the cloak over his shoulders.

"Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, I will wait with you."

He said so.

Qin Juan looked at him in disbelief: "Do you think there are temple guards here?"

Zhao Huaizhi looked back at the temple: "There are."

Naturally, he is not sure, but he knows that Qin Juan is a trustworthy person, and if he fails to complete the task, he will keep it in his heart for the rest of his life.

Therefore, he waited with Qin Juan.

Anyway, Qin Juan was his whole life.

So things related to Qin Juan are the most important things in life.

Qin Juan hugged him, Zhao Huaizhi was stunned.

But he just said lightly: "The wind blows me, I'm a bit cold." This wolf who climbed the snow-capped mountains, how could he feel that the spring wind in Shu is cold...

He just wanted to act like a baby.

The corners of Zhao Huaizhi's lips curled up. When this tall and burly man hugged him tightly, he would be extremely satisfied.

No matter how old he is, he always "depends on" him.

Qin Juan didn't know what Zhao Huaizhi was thinking, but he hugged Zhao Huaizhi for a while and then let go: "Let's go back first."

It took a long time to find this rice temple alone, and he thought Zhao Huaizhi must be tired.

After resting overnight, the two continued to go to the Rice Temple the next day.

This continued for six days.

Later, because Zhao Huaizhi had something to do, Qin Juan also had something to go to see Boss Qing, so he left a note in the Taoshen Temple, saying that he wanted to see the temple guard, and the inscription was: Kui's friend.

In this way, if there are really temple guards, they should understand why they came.

Qin Juan went to look for Boss Qing, but the people from Xiulou in Chengdu said that Boss Qing had left for Lin'an in February, and he probably arrived long ago by now.

Qin Juan was speechless, but there was nothing he could do. Boss Qing had already gone back, and these embroiderers didn't know anything about Quanzhou, so they couldn't find anything if they asked.

Qin Juan waited for Zhao Huaizhi in the inn at night, and went to Dao Temple during the day.

When Qin Juan was getting impatient, an old lady appeared early this morning, carrying a vegetable basket.

Qin Juan thought she was a temple guard, so he ran over happily.

The old lady was surprised when she saw him, and said with a smile, "I never thought there would be rice gods among the young people."

"Aren't you a temple guard?" Qin Juan was puzzled.

"No, aren't you here to worship the God of Rice?"

"No."

The two smiled at each other.

The old woman said to him: "Because the rice temple is not working, no one worships it anymore. In fact, no one worships it since I was a child."

"It's just... There was a famine one year, and many people died. I had nowhere to go, so I came to pay my respects. On the way home, I picked up a bag of millet. After that..."

"Since then, I will come from the countryside to worship once a year, and this time may be the last time."

"Nonsense." Qin Juan was listening to the story with enthusiasm, when the old woman suddenly said this, and he frowned, "You will come again in the future."

"Haha." The old woman laughed.

As soon as the old lady left, Qin Juan saw a person walking towards the evening with a bamboo basket on his back.

The man first looked at Qin Juan, and then suddenly shouted: "You can't be Grandma Wang's grandson?"

As he spoke, he yelled again: "I still haven't caught up, the old woman is probably dead, and she asked her grandson to come to worship! I was too slow!"

It took Qin Juan a long time to understand.

Suddenly grabbed the young man's wrist: "Are you the guardian of the temple?"

The young man immediately changed his face: "You are not Grandma Wang's grandson! Who are you!"

This person's inner strength is so strong, he must not be Grandma Wang's grandson!

"When did I say I was?"

"What are you doing here?"

"Looking for you."

"Find me?"

Qin Juan took out the things Kui gave him: "I'm Kui's friend, don't tell me you don't know Kui."

The young man took the box from his hand and opened it.

It is a golden ear of rice.

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