Chapter 7 Chapter 7 Selling Wood

Yang Hao originally wanted to bring the bad white fish early in the morning, and the official from the yamen who entered the palace to talk about the matter would take it to Princess Yongqing. Who would have thought that he left in a hurry in the morning, but forgot. Fortunately, he sat in Honglu Temple for a whole day yesterday. I saw with my own eyes how idle this yamen was, officials and petty officials abounded in absenteeism and absenteeism, Yang Zuo envoy did his best, and turned around and walked back without saying anything to the people in the yamen. Yang Hao, an adult, has always walked to work, because his home is on the bank of the Bian River, not too far away from Honglu Temple, so it’s okay to hire a few bearers to carry the sedan chairs to the Yayuan, but it’s just such a short distance It's really not worth it, and with the gradual deepening of the skill, it takes longer to breathe internally than to practice external kung fu, and the method of breathing taught by Lu Zu does not require cross-legged meditation, and you can practice kung fu while walking, It is the best of both worlds.

Of course, if you don't take a sedan chair, it would be inconvenient to walk on the road in official clothes and hats, so he left the official clothes in the yamen yesterday, only wearing plain robes, and will change when he arrives at the yamen.At this moment, Yang Hao is wearing a loose and comfortable Taoist uniform, holding his handprints with both hands, holding the sun and the moon with his left hand, and the universe with his right hand, striding like a meteor, his vigorous steps accompanied by his long breathing, and the coordination with each other is perfect. After exiting the Zhuque Gate, crossing the Longjin Bridge, turning to Wuxue Lane, he saw a commotion in the street market. Yang Hao stopped and took a look, but it was a peddler and patrolman selling big logs in a shed by the roadside. soldiers are arguing.

"Who dares to steal it? Who dares to steal it?" Seeing the soldiers swarming up to steal his goods, the trader was furious. He climbed onto a pile of big logs piled up like a mountain, blushed and said thickly, "Which one of you dares to move? Do you know who I am? I am the foreign steward of Mr. Zhao Pu’s mansion, whoever dares to confiscate my wood, I will lend you a boldness!” Yang Hao didn't want to pay attention to these things at first, but just as soon as he raised his leg, he heard that the matter involved the head of the court, so he couldn't help standing still.

When the soldiers heard this, their arrogance faded immediately, and they stared at each other for a long time, but no one stepped forward. The people nearby couldn't help talking about it. , Mr. Zhao is great, but a steward in Mr. Zhao's house is actually so powerful." "Who, you are so eccentric, you have the ability to stand up and speak!" The man roared while standing on the pile of wood. "This officer is here, lower your dog eyes to see clearly!" Under the wood, the tall soldiers were divided to the left and right, and there was a person behind him. Compared with the burly soldier next to him, this person was shorter and weaker, with a southern face, and three strands of beard under his jaw. He looked about fifty years old and was wearing a military uniform.

The steward asked, "Who are you?" The general under the pile of wood said slowly: "I am the guard on the left, Zhao Yu, who is ordered to patrol the capital. The officials have already ordered that the transportation of large trees from Qinlong and the construction of large wooden houses are prohibited. How dare you disobey the order?" The steward jumped down from the pile of wood, leaned in front of General Zhao, looked him up and down, cupped his hands arrogantly and said: "General Zhao, if you are officials in the same dynasty as my family's Prime Minister, you should also have a care for each other. It's just selling some wood, how can the huge city of Kaifeng cover everything, general, raise your hand, and this matter will be over."

Zhao Xuan said with a cold face: "The official edict clearly prohibits the trafficking of large trees in Qinlong to build houses. It is already against the order for you to smuggle huge trees into Beijing. If you build a house by yourself, it's fine, but you still sell it in the market. With so many pairs of eyes watching, how do you ask me to take care of you?" When the steward heard this, he laughed in a ambiguous way: "To teach General Zhao to learn that our Xiangye's family is building a big house, and the wood is surplus for building the house, because the family can't use it. Old housekeeper Fu Then he ordered the little one to sell them in the square market. The old butler Fu has served the Zhao family all his life. His order... This is naturally our master behind it. General Zhao, if you think our master violated the order, then you Just take the wood away, the villain is just a small outer courtyard manager, if you want to arrest me and put me in prison, I can only accept it, I have nothing to say."

He stretched his hands forward, and said very bachelorly: "Come on, General Zhao just arrest me." Zhao Ting originally thought that it was the servants of the Xiangfu who sold the wood privately. If Zhao Xianggong heard about such a thing that corrupted the behavior of the master, he would be furious. Forgive me, now people have made it very clear that selling wood is what Zhao Xianggong means, how can I use this official accent? Looking up at the so-called leftover scraps piled up like a mountain, Zhao Quan's face was bitter, and the people around him knew that he was frightened of Zhao Pu when they saw his appearance. After a while, the steward saw Zhao Tingxiong, and he regained his courage, and said with a sneer: "Why, but General Zhao thinks that the villain should not be arrested? If the general is fine, the villain will leave. Master Xiang wants to eat sparrow soup tonight, and the younger one has to find time to buy a hundred sparrows for the master."

After the steward finished speaking, he waved his hands to his subordinates and said: "Go, go, be diligent, and you can yell when you do business. You all seem to have drunk dumb drugs. The steward should go shopping. Don't be lazy for me." After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and walked away boldly. Zhao Ting was so despised by him, his face was livid with anger. He was originally a descended official from the Kingdom of Shu, not a direct descendant of Zhao Song, so he has always been cautious in doing things, and endured as much as he could, but this does not mean that he can accept anyone's contempt. The steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion gave enough face and begged hard. He could just go down the slope, but he didn't expect a steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion to be so domineering. Is it tolerable or unbearable?

When Zhao Tun had fully stored his anger, the steward had already gone away. At this time, if he showed his prestige to those bitter servants, he would be inferior. Bite, sneer, turn around and leave: "I have swallowed my anger all these years, and I have had enough of being picky, and now a small steward of your prime minister dares to show his authority to me, good! Good! Good! Ge Laozi, I'll go to the emperor's old man for a review!"
Seeing this scene, Yang Hao couldn't help but frown secretly. The people of the Zhao family are really domineering. In Xuyi County, the people who transported timber to Zhao's family knocked over the government's grain ship, and they dared to walk away.On the streets of downtown Kaifeng, members of the Zhao family dared to openly sell goods prohibited by the imperial court, and treated the patrolling generals as nothing.

But thinking of the rumor that Zhao Pu put a big clay pot in his political affairs hall, no matter the memorials given to the emperor by Chinese and foreign officials, as long as he didn't like it, he would throw it into the pot and burn it when it was full. The arrogance of these people pales in comparison, and it is the Zhao family style to act like this. Yang Hao returned to the mansion, took the bad white fish that had already been wrapped, looked around, and asked the door in surprise: "Where are the two ladies?" Lao Menzi replied: "The two ladies said that Master is a new official and is busy with official duties. They were worried that Master would be exhausted, so they went to the street to buy vegetables in person. They said that they would cook some delicious dishes for Master tonight."

Yang Hao frowned, since he lied to Tang San'er that day, there has been no movement in the Tang family, and he doesn't know if anyone has deceived the Tang family. It's the Tang family, and I don't have a marriage certificate in my hand, so this lawsuit is not easy to fight. Yang Hao ordered: "Wait for the two ladies to come back and tell them, don't go to the streets these days for now, so as not to cause trouble." The old man was baffled by what he heard, and he didn't know what would happen, but Wei Wei agreed, and Yang Hao took the bag of bad white fish to Honglu Temple.The Khitan envoys have already gone back. When they came, Lord Opaduo came galloping with a dozen or so bodyguards. When he returned, he packed seven or eight carts with big and small parcels. rush back.This season is not as good as later generations, there was a telegram saying that it would be quite a relief to have a verbal battle with Her Majesty the Khitan Empress, but now waiting for Khitan's reply is a long time, and Honglu Temple has come down to leisure again. However, Yang Haoyuan didn't expect to have the opportunity to go on a business trip as soon as he took office. If he "has an accident" too soon, it will easily attract suspicion. He still needs to lie here for a while. With this kind of understanding, he will be at peace , not anxious. After Yang Hao rushed back to Honglu Temple, he asked people who would enter the palace today, so he could ask him to deliver this bag of bad white fish to that greedy cat.But in a leisurely yamen like Honglu Temple, there are too few chances to enter the palace to see you, and today no one enters the palace to present official documents. Yang Hao picked up the bad white fish, and said in his heart: "No way, find a chance to see King Wei, and ask King Wei to send him to the palace, um... no, just walk around in private, once it falls into the eyes of King Jin... Why don't you find someone to send it to the King of Wei? It's not appropriate, how can I have such a big shelf, it's just a bag of bad white fish, and I dare to send someone to send it to the King of Wei to run errands? That's too bad It's like..." While hesitating, Honglu Cheng Jiao Haitao walked in with a smiling face.Ever since Yang Hao's letter of credence was copied without deleting or subtracting a single word, the officials had copied the full text of the letter, stamped it with a seal and sent it back to the Khitan envoy. Hao put away his contempt, and added a bit of respect between his words. Jiao Sicheng, who already felt ashamed of Yang Hao, laughed when he saw him, and bowed before saying a word. The flattery made Yang Hao feel uncomfortable for unknown reasons.But after going back and forth, the two of them became the most familiar ones. Seeing Yang Hao, Jiao Sicheng nodded and smiled and said: "Yang Zuoshi, our Honglu Temple is usually idle, and there is not a single thing to do in a year. How is it going now? The day Yang Zuoshi came , the magpies under the eaves are chattering non-stop, as expected, since Yang Zuo sent you, a nobleman, to come, our Honglu Temple is really full of happy guests, very busy." Yang Hao rolled his eyes, looked at the spider web on the pen holder and said, "Jiao Sicheng, don't talk nonsense, is this still busy?" Jiao Sicheng took out a letter from his sleeve, handed it over with a flattering smile, and said, "Why are you not busy? Look, the Khitan envoy has just left, and the Tubo envoy's letter has arrived."