Economic and Trade Song Dynasty

"Thank you, little brother." The young man put away the box and clasped his fist at Qin Juan.

Qin Juan asked, "Are you and Kui friends?"

"Well, he was my boss a long time ago."

The young man didn't say how long ago, but Qin Juan could vaguely guess that it should be a long time...

The young man smiled: "It's really troublesome for you, but it's okay, it's a good time for you to come, otherwise you won't meet me for a year."

Qin Juan: "Why is the Dao Temple so dilapidated?" He had long wanted to ask.

The young man scratched his head in embarrassment: "It's because it doesn't work, and the help I can do is getting more and more limited, so no one comes to the Dao Temple to worship, so I asked someone to bring me a message and asked other friends to help me, Xu Shikui heard my request, but he kept me waiting for a long time..."

Qin Juan: "After that, will the Dao Temple be effective again?"

"Yes." The young man grinned.

Seeing him laugh, Qin Juan also smiled.

When Qin Juan left the Dao Temple, the young man was sorting out the weeds in front of the Dao Temple.

The weeds in front of the Dao Temple have grown very luxuriantly, and no one has cleaned it for at least a year. The young man has been busy until late, and he only goes to rest when he is tired.

His fingers stroked the box Qin Juan sent during the day.

The golden ears of rice, the aura of the rice temple, will start to recover tomorrow, so good...

It was April when we left Shu, and before we left, Qin Juan and Zhao Huaizhi went to the Temple of Rice.

They came to say goodbye, and the youth knew it.

"This trip is far away, two little brothers, take care."

The young man said to them.

"Take care." After Qin Juan finished speaking, the young man had already entered the temple.

Crossing the youth, Qin Juan saw that the stone statue of Dao God had been restored, and there was a bowl in front of the statue of Dao God.

There is a grain of rice in the bowl, and that grain of rice is exactly one of Kui's ears of rice.

And the story of that bowl begins decades later.

After a long, long time, under the background of great chaos in the world, many people died of starvation due to famine.

The voice came from a family surnamed Zhu.

"Brother, are you really going to join the army?"

"Put all your eggs in one basket. If something happens, none of them will survive. If you put all your eggs in a different basket, one may survive. So you can't follow me, let's just leave."

The eldest brother left, leaving only the young man.

He sat at the door all night, and when he returned to the house, he saw that the walls of the house were bare and there was only one bowl on the table.

This bowl was many years ago, his grandfather gave a bowl of rice to a Taoist, and the Taoist gave it to their family.

The young man took the bowl, packed up the only set of clothes he had left, and left home to beg for food.

This bowl is the bowl that was enshrined in front of the rice god statue and let go of the golden grain.

And this boy... It's been a long time, so I won't talk about it.

It was June when Qin Juan and Zhao Huaizhi returned to Jingbei.

The ten-mile lotus in Jingbei blooms just right.

Earlier on the road, Zhao Huaizhi told Qin Juan that if the lotus in Jingbei bloomed, they would go to the depths of the lotus to drink wine...

In this way, what Zhao Huaizhi said casually became reality.

At this moment, Qin Juan was pouring wine for him, and he was drowsy.

Zhao Huaizhi didn't want to drink anymore, but Qin Juan still pinched his chin to feed him.

Zhao Huaizhi pushed him away, and almost exhausted all his strength, so when he pushed Qin Juan away, his face was flushed, and he gasped twice out of strength.

Qin Juan stared at him, and what Zhao Huaizhi was very familiar with flashed in his eyes...

Desire.

Suddenly, Zhao Huaizhi laughed, and he laughed out loud.

Well now, it was Qin Juan's turn to ask him with a red face, "What are you laughing at?"

Zhao Huaizhi didn't answer, just laughed.

"..." Qin Juan had no choice but to press him down suddenly.

"Makes you laugh."

He said, biting Zhao Huaizhi's chin.

Zhao Huaizhi was ticklish and wanted to push him away.

As a result, the wolf cubs became more and more fierce as they played.

Zhao Huaizhi: "Take it easy."

Qin Juan: ...

So, in the lotus pond, the black-covered boat swayed all night again.

The next day, when they woke up, both of them had some headaches.

Zhao Huaizhi stretched out his hand to grab him, but Qin Juan didn't want to wake up.

"You are not tired...I am tired..."

"Hahahaha..." Zhao Huaizhi couldn't help laughing.

Of course Qin Juan was tired, and he was the one who contributed.

"Then go to sleep. Zhao Huaizhi walked out of the awning boat, and he released the fishing rod.

This time it was Qin Juan's turn to sleep, and he went fishing.

Or go back to his yard in Jingbei?

Zhao Huaizhi waited for half an hour, but he didn't see a single fish taking the bait.

And Qin Juan slept until noon.

It was August when they returned to Mount Chu from Jingbei, and they stayed in Jingbei for two full months.

At this time, the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed.

Seeing Songman and the others again, almost all of them grew taller than before.

Especially Songman, who has grown up like crazy recently.

It is estimated that it will be higher than Qin Juan's chest in the near future.

Knowing that Qin Juan is back, Xiao Qu'er also trots over.

Seeing that Xiao Qu'er had grown stronger, Qin Juan praised, "The food has been good recently, and there should be morning exercises."

Xiao Qu'er nodded with a smile.

Yu Xiaozi was very upset, Qin Juan only talked to the two older ones as soon as he came back, and didn't even look at him.

"..." Qin Juan looked over, and when he was about to hug him, he avoided it.

Qin Juan was not annoyed, he just said to go back first, he went to pick up Huaizhi.

Zhao Huaizhi and Xu Nuo had something to say, they walked behind, and they should arrive in less than half an hour.

Xu Nuo and Zhao Huaizhi should be talking about the wars in various places in the past six months.

So Qin Juan came back first. Now he changed his horse and rode Seventh Brother to find Huaizhi.

On the mountain road they met.

The next day, Yuxuedu came to Chushan from Qimen.

It was also on this day that everyone had a reunion dinner. There are very few opportunities like this, because it is rare to get together like this. Sometimes either this person has gone on a long trip, or that person has a mission.

Gathering for dinner now, there are two tables full of people.

Zhao Huaizhi replenished the children with moon cakes and fruit wine, as well as new clothes and shoes, and the long-awaited saber for the children.

Of course, except for Yu Xiaozi, everyone else has a saber.

So... For two days in a row, Yu Xiaozi was really not happy at all.

Of course, when Yuyang gave him the mooncakes that Zhao Huaizhi had prepared for him, he was still happy.

Because he knows that only his moon cakes are the most beautiful, they are in the shape of rabbits, and they are white and clean.

Little Yu is not willing to eat the white and soft rabbit.

He just held it and looked at it, looking at the little white rabbit, thinking to himself, Songman saw that his father gave him this, his eyes were red at that time, and it was the same as the one on the rabbit mooncake. Little red beans are as red.

Little Yu picked up a piece, put it on his lips and kissed it, but refused to eat it.

"..." Yuyang looked at it and shook her lips speechlessly.

Song Man who was hiding outside the window was so angry, Xiao Qu'er beside him was fine.

Xiao Qu'er thought that the mooncakes that Huhu Daddy gave them were much bigger than the little rabbit's.

I don't know what Songman is angry about.

And the little rabbit's is not necessarily delicious.

Xiao Qu'er thought about it quite openly, but Songman was just angry.

"Brother, let's go, Mr. will be here later."

Before going to bed at night, there is an instrument class, and the wind instrument teacher is very strict.

"..." Song Man turned around and left silently, Xiao Qu'er also followed.

In Zhao Huaizhi's courtyard, Zhao Huaizhi was trying to test how Yu Xuedu had learned recently, first tested his kung fu, and then tested his technique of checks and balances with a smile.

Qin Juan just sat and watched, first at Zhao Huaizhi, then at Yuxuedu.

I feel that this big one and one small one are more and more alike.

"Master?" Yu Xuedu finished answering, but Zhao Huaizhi didn't see him for a long time.

Zhao Huaizhi didn't speak, and he couldn't get up or down.

Zhao Huaizhi didn't comment on his answer, but only told him to go back and rest.

Yu Xuedu was even more puzzled, was Master not satisfied with his answer?

He shouldn't think too much, Master said, don't regret the choice you make.

The answer is also the same, since you answered this way, don't regret your answer.

Yu Xuedu went back to his room to rest, and the next day, Zhao Huaizhi took him back to Qimen.

Yu Xuedu found that his homework had doubled since that day.

It turned out that Zhao Huaizhi was satisfied with him, because he found that he had already understood, so he added more tasks to him.

In this way, Yuxuedu let out a long breath, and his hanging heart finally let go.

The second time Qin Juan waited for Lin Shen'an's letter was in the first month of the following year, when his birthday was approaching.

Even with Lin Chenan's letter, he also waited for Wanxi's letter.

Wanxi's letter stated that a severe famine had occurred, and all the food he had hidden in the past had to be taken out.

Qin Juan smiled, famine, Wanxi would have arrived long ago.

It's just that the famine and locust plague this time directly affected the later history

At the end of the letter, Wan Xi told Qin Juan that Kuo Duan was dead.

At that moment, Qin Juan was stunned for a moment.

Kuoduan, this person he didn't like to comment on, died, and he was shocked for such a moment.

I don't know what the reason is.

Qin Juan took out the rope hanging around his neck with his hand, and the small gold seal at the bottom of the rope was still there.

That was the status of an adopted son of King Kuandan given to him by Kuandan.

He suddenly took off the golden seal and threw it into the snow in front of the door.

Just like his past, with the passing of Kuan Duan, it was buried in dust.

The world remembers Kuoduan because he dedicated his life to forming an alliance with Wu Sizang, he made all the tribes of Tubo submit to him, and he spent his whole life in Xiliang Mansion.

It is undeniable that this is the merit of expansion.

Perhaps because of his very different upbringing, he sees these things more clearly than many.

He can look at such things from all angles.

He also knew what the road from the Hexi Corridor to Qaidam to Taklamakan and then to Samarkan represented.

He could also understand what the sea route from Hejianfu to Quanzhou to India represented.

For thousands of years, countless caravans buried their bones on land and sea.

It has created such a great economic and trade Song Dynasty and a glorious past.

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