Dress to be a celebrity

Hanzhong Mansion is worthy of being one of the few wealthy and prosperous places in Shaanxi. The closer to the wharf, the bustling boats on the water, the more noisy and lively the sound is.There are people and cars coming and going on the wharf, and the goods are being transported up and down from the moored ships. There are loud voices and a scene of prosperity.

Master Yang's boat berthed into the port, and he took a jump board from the boat to the pier, and the guests packed their luggage and disembarked one by one.

Although he is a few years older, he is as light as a swallow. He stepped on the diving board and walked to the pier in a few steps. On the contrary, the accompanying master and the sergeants carrying luggage all walked tremblingly and did not dare to walk fast, telling him to stay away. far behind.

He strode onto the solid ground of the port, subconsciously looked towards the place where the smoke rose in the northwest, and then looked around.

It's been less than two months since I saw it, and the pier seems to be more prosperous than what he saw last time: the ragged beggars near the pier seemed to be gone.In the past, there were red-faced and even ready to fight for work, and porters with dusty faces and numb waiting for work. Now it seems that everyone is doing some work, and it is rare to see people fighting for it.

He had been away for only a month or two, how could this pier have changed so much?

He stood there, looked around, and looked like a stranger.Immediately, some idlers who went to restaurants and inns to attract customers came up and asked him if he wanted to be a sharpshooter, live in a hotel, if he needed to hire footwork, rent sliders, sedan chairs, and carriages.

The family members and soldiers accompanying Mr. Yang didn't follow, so he simply lowered his figure and asked the man himself: "I took a boat from Mianjiang today, and I saw a workshop dozens of miles away. What is the 'Han River Economic Center'?"

The idle man also looked upstream, and said with a smile, "That's where our lords take in residents. It was built in April, and it didn't take long. Now it's grinding stones day and night to burn kilns, and it's said that all the kilns are burned The ashes and charcoal used by the prince to repair the house, and the price of running water are sent to the city. Those refugees work in the garden, they are given three meals on time, and they are given clothes and headscarves. We, the local people, are forced to earn a day on the pier. , and may not earn enough food and clothing!"

Master Yang was surprised and said: "How many people can be accommodated in the garden, and how much ashes can be burned in a day? With some ashes and charcoal, it can't support so many people, right? Could it be that he supports the refugees himself?"

The idle man shook his head, pouted his mouth and said, "The old man looks like a scholar who has studied, why can't he understand better than us common people? Our elder is a high-ranking official from the Imperial Academy in Beijing, and passed the three-yuan exam." Andi, I have seen the emperor's character, is his function the same as that of ordinary officials? Anyway, he has this ability..."

Not only was he willing to raise a garden of refugees who had escaped from other places, but he also refused to make those refugees work hard. He specially asked people to set up a clepsydra in the garden to time them so that they could do their work and rest on time.

I heard from those refugees that this lord had personally tried to do the work of the refugees, and taught them how to work with less effort and how to rest when they were too tired.Those refugees have enough food, work is not too tiring, and there are houses in the park to live in. The local poor people are not as good as they are!

The more he talked, the more miraculous it became. Mr. Yang sounded like a story from a story.

A dignified number one scholar, editor of the Hanlin Academy, magistrate of Hanzhong...do some work done by the coolies of the refugees?He has been an official for nearly 30 years, and he has traveled all over Shaanxi, and he has never seen such an official or such a scholar in the world.

Yang Shilang snorted lightly, and instead of arguing with the idler, he just asked: "Where did you know this? Could it be that you also worked in the economic park?"

The idle man was not questioned by him. Instead, he straightened his chest and said with a smile on his face, "Although the young man has never gone in, there is a brother in the family who sells pickles outside the garden, and those refugees come out to buy his vegetables." I said it myself!"

Didn't it mean that Song Zhifu provided them with food and clothing, and the refugees in the garden also came out to buy things?

The idle man smiled and said: "There are hundreds of people working and eating, and there are wives and children who have built houses nearby. Don't buy anything? The shopkeepers who only sold groceries in Yangzhuang, Liuzhuang and other villages now love to go there. While running, sometimes I can still wear the big flower headscarf Mr. Song bought for Lifu in the garden."

Mr. Yang couldn't guess what the flower headscarf was for, but he could think that if the refugees could come out to buy things, the garden must not be as tight as ordinary famous gardens, and it would be convenient to go and see.

His master was frightened and asked someone to help him from the bow to the pier, and when he found the adult through the noisy crowd, he heard him say: "Let's go to the inn to put down the luggage, and Zifeng will accompany me to the Hanzhong Economic Park to have a look."

There is no post station near the wharf. Master Yang lived in a Fuxing Inn when he came back last time. This time, he will book the house there as usual, and ask someone to put the luggage down first. The two of them... take a few soldiers and go there Check out the park.

In fact, there are people working and selling things there, so it is not a dangerous place, and it is not past noon, and the sky is bright, so he and the master could go there.However, since he was carrying Guanfang and Luyin with him, it would be fatal if he lost it, so it would be more at ease to bring more people with him.

He simply asked the loafer to hire a car for them, and a group of four rode into the mountains in a small two-wheeled carriage that was only covered with a green oil roof.

On the road, I saw flatbed carts without roofs, with a circle of people sitting on top of them, with baskets of various colors piled up in the middle, some of which were slightly emitting white smoke, with a strong salty aroma coming out along with the white air. Brought in their direction by the wind.

The master just got off the boat, it was almost noon, he felt a little hungry when he smelled the aroma, he was slightly refreshed, and asked the coachman: "Are these people going to the Economic Park to sell food?"

The peddler on the car agreed: "A few accents sound like guests from other places. Did you come here after hearing about our reputation as the economic center of Hanzhong Prefecture? I think you are dressed as scholars. Could it be that you want to take refuge in our old man and Huan? My lord, do you want to be a teacher in the academy?"

If it is for their master to teach, then he will give a steamed bun to the two gentlemen for free, and then smear a thick layer of miso, no money.

The people are so simple, and the white flour steamed buns are fragrant, Master Jiang couldn't bear to let him down, he reached for the purse, intending to ask him to buy some to eat.

Master Yang was very concerned when he heard the word "academy", and asked, "It's so far away from the city, and it's a place where craftsmen come and go, why do you want to build an academy here? But Master Song personally managed it." ?”

The steamed bun seller took Master Jiang's money, and his attitude became better and better. While smearing him with the sauce with minced meat, he replied: "It's the place our Elder Master picked. I heard that the Elder Master and Huan Yushi said it himself when the old man laid the foundation of the economic park, and all the big households in our mansion heard it."

The driver also sighed: "The economic park only uses refugees to work. It would be great if we also use people from our own government to work when building the school."

It's not tiring to work for the magistrate, and there are many things to give, and it's more face-saving than driving a car.

Several peddlers also felt the same way, and they commented: "I heard that there are big pots in the garden to boil plant ash water and lye water. What kind of skills do they have? I won't be tired of cooking in front of the stove for a day."

"The factory also provides mung bean soup, which is soaked with cold well water, which quenches thirst and relieves heat. If you want me to say that only the well water is enough, a bucket of mung beans is almost worth the price of wheat. For those who work Is it not a waste of money for the vagrants to cook soup?"

"It's even a flowery scarf! The luster must be a silk scarf, not a cotton one. The girls and daughters-in-law outside want it, but unfortunately they can't take it."

Mr. Yang can listen to other things - the servants in his own mansion are also used for these people, and he only feels that he pities the people.Only the flower scarf, he had been talking about it since the pier, and now he was talking about it again, made him a little bit concerned, thinking about going back to Song Shi and asking what the scarf was for.

Along the way, listening to people talking about the situation inside and outside the industrial park, and the various benefits that Song Zhifu treated the refugees, he turned into a small road without knowing it.The road surface was stepped on by people, and it was thin, narrow and uneven, with weeds and sparse forests on both sides, which could not accommodate two carriages in parallel.

The people in the big car dressed them up as scholars and let their car go first, while the big car followed behind.

Along the way, due to the shelter of the forest, the originally very eye-catching smoke column in the economic center is sometimes hidden behind the leaves, so we can only shuttle through the secluded forest with the experience of the driver.The sky in the dense forest was also gloomy, crows and sparrows were circling overhead, and small things like snakes and rats flew past the roadside, making a series of crackling noises.

Master Jiang sat in the car, sailing straight like a boat on the Han River, and was as uncomfortable when encountering wind and waves. He couldn't eat the buns in his hand, and leaned on the bare pole of the car with his eyes closed to rest his mind.While he was in a daze, he suddenly heard someone behind him shouting "hood scarf", somehow he regained his energy and looked back——

On the way they were going, a group of weird men with black headscarves were riding on horseback, blocking their way.Those people were all wearing gray and simple old clothes, with swords and bows hanging from their waists, half of their bodies were covered by the shade of trees, and there were some blood spots scattered on their collars, which were dazzling under the light of light among the leaves.

His heart was also a little excited by the red light, and just about to shout "There is a thief", the adults conveniently fell to the ground and held their swords in their hands, half stood up while supporting the pillar, and asked coldly: "Who are you? What is the relationship between the economic center of Hanzhong Prefecture? Why is it blocking the way here?"

On the other side, someone asked even more arrogantly: "You hit our big boss..."

"Shut up! Hugh is rude to Master Yang!"

"Don't be rude! This is Mr. Yang, governor of Shaanxi!"

Two clear and gentle male voices came from the opposite side.As the sound sounded, the masked men behind them all knelt down to apologize, and the peddler and the two drivers in the car behind were also frightened and didn't know what to do, they all jumped out of the car to salute.

Master Yang waved his hand and said, "You don't need to be polite", and Master Jiang led soldiers to comfort the people for him.

Looking back, I saw the two leading masked men raised their arms to touch their necks, revealing two pairs of grayish white and swollen fingers, which scared Master Jiang so much that he didn't dare to look more.

Master Yang saw that those hands were wearing something, so he squinted his eyes at the strange fabrics that were tightly attached to those hands, watching them untie the slipknot around their necks as flexibly as if they were bare hands, and tore off a strip of black bottom and fringe lining. Translucent scarf with flowers.

Under the veil, two familiar faces appeared, with slight apology and respect in their expressions.The younger one still had some strange expressions in his eyes that Mr. Yang couldn't quite understand at his age, like reverence, surprise, and a bit of pity.

What is he sorry for?

Mr. Yang couldn't guess the regret that people from the lower reaches of history saw the celebrity's life being changed, so he jumped and landed in front of the car lightly.

The two people on the opposite side bowed deeply and said to him, "I have seen the Governor".He also returned the half-respect, and called out "Huan Yushi, Song Zhifu, please come up", while carefully looking at Song Shi's expression.

However, when he raised his face again, those expressions had been completely restrained, leaving only a decent smile that everyone in the officialdom has practiced perfectly, and said to him: "The lower officials have long been looking forward to your lord's arrival." This is an important matter to deal with. It is really a predestined relationship to meet you here, I don't know where your lord wants to go?"

You who cover your head and face, where are you going?

Master Yang, as an inspector and also the right servant of the Ministry of War, is in charge of the two of them, and now that they have met face to face, it is impossible to visit in private, so he simply ordered them: "I just went outside the city today, I have to take a bath and change clothes. , so I can go to the city to see the prince. I don’t know what you two are doing here? When I came here, I saw smoke rising from the riverside, so please lead me to have a look.”

Huan Ling cupped his hands and said, "Xiaguan is here to measure the land occupied by the Hanshui Academy and how wide the road should be paved next to the academy. I've just been measuring all morning, and I'm still a little short of the size. Can Master Song and I accompany Your Excellency, and leave these guards here to measure the distance?"

Yang Rong's eyes only fell on the gloves on his hand, with five fingers separated, tightly attached to the fingertips like a second layer of skin, which did not affect the movement at all, and the black and red silk scarf faintly exposed in his sleeve.

The silk scarf can hardly cover anything in the sun, and the mountain and forest can still be clearly seen through it.

He should have first asked the refugees and the establishment of the academy, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but ask first: "Why are you two wearing these weird things? What's the use of these?"