It was dawn and there was no rooster crowing, but the noise on the street made Hu Yingjia wake up slowly. After a while, he stood up and washed silently, recalling his experience of going south in his mind. He had to admit that he was not the opponent of that person at all, no matter from any aspect...

Hu Yingjia studied poetry and books hard since childhood, and received the guidance of many great scholars. He dared to speak out and take responsibility. His fellow villagers once commented that he was "unparalleled in a state of justice."

In other words, the evaluation of "unparalleled sharpness" is "lost to be strong".

In fact, Qian Yuan also had similar comments in Beijing, but that was around 35 years old, which existed among middle and low-level officials. After going south twice, in the southeast and in the court several times, the evaluation of "unmatched spirit" was not suitable for Qian Yuan.

But Hu Yingjia didn't return to Beijing for a long time, and Qian Yuan's impression in his mind was the same as the one who kicked Zou Yinglong away twice.

"Sir, use some porridge?" The servant laughed at the door and said, "There are also soy milk, beans, steamed buns, buns, and noodles."

"Come on whatever you want." Hu Yingjia got up and went downstairs and ran into a minor official from the Ministry of Revenue.

"Mr. Hu, Lord Zhongcheng will return to Hangzhou today..."

"You go." Hu Yingjia's face darkened, "Ouyang Bijin retired for two years and could still be reinstated as the Minister of Justice."

After witnessing Qian Yuan's position in the southeast with his own eyes, Hu Yingjia felt that Tan Lun, the position of governor of Zhejiang, was afraid of Qian Yuan's contribution.

The servant brought two fried dough sticks, a bowl of bean sausage, and two meat buns. Hu Yingjia tasted the bean sausage, and various colors mixed with yellow, white, black, green, and red. After smelling it, a fresh bean fragrance immediately opened up.

The little official who was also drinking tofu brain chatted with his colleagues and said, "This is still circulated from the Qian family restaurant, and the taste is really good."

"It seems that there is no Qian Family Restaurant in Beijing..."

"It's true, but there is one in Suiyuan's kitchen, Mr. Chen mentioned it."

Hu Yingjia felt it was no longer good, so he pushed the bowl and got up and went out.

It has been two days since he arrived in Zhenhai, and Hu Yingjia hasn't gone out much. After all, the business matter is not in line with him, and it is lively and he is too lazy to be annoying... He wanted to say it when he saw it, but if there is a loophole in his words, Qian Yuan would stab him one by one, and he couldn't even hide it.

But today I was going out, and Hu Yingjia didn't ask anyone to follow him. The people who went south in the capital... should have all seen Tan Lun off at the gate of the city.

After thinking about it, Hu Yingjia walked towards the east of the city. Although it was only morning, there were already people coming and going on the street. The shops on both sides of the road had already opened. Pedestrians rushed from this store to that store from time to time, and the shopkeeper was still chasing behind him.

Hu Yingjia has only seen such commercial markets in Nanjing, Linqing, Suzhou, Hangzhou and other important commercial towns. He turned around and changed streets, which were similar in disparity.

The pedestrians on the street were walking in a hurry, and the words mixed with local accents rang out in every corner from time to time. It was not common for Hu Yingjia to walk slowly.

He was a Jinshi in the third grade and was selected as a magistrate of Yichun, Jiangxi Province. He was transferred back to Beijing for his outstanding political achievements and was appointed as a member of the six subjects. Hu Yingjia was not the kind of official who could only show off his words, let alone his brother, father, and ancestors were both Jinshi, and they all served as relatives in the local area for a long time.

Hu Yingjia keenly noticed that although people came and went, they looked chaotic, but in fact they were in order. Pedestrians walked on the right, leaving a path in the middle for horse-drawn carriages, ox carriages, and village warriors at the intersection. They were commanding with small red flags.

After standing there and looking for a while, Hu Yingjia continued to walk eastward. There were fewer and fewer shops and fewer people, but before he could see the city wall, he walked for another quarter of an hour. He couldn't help but find a pedestrian and asked, and then he realized that it would take at least two quarters of an hour to reach the gate of the East City.

After a little estimation in my mind, Hu Yingjia couldn't help but smack his tongue. Although it could not be compared with the inner city of Nanjing, it was unimaginable that a lower-class county had such a scale.

"It's all the prefect and the inspector Longquan Gong, who was the former Magistrate Sun. Song Tongzhi started to build a new city last year and has not been completed yet." The pedestrian looked like a young scholar, and boasted proudly: "Just counting alone, it is difficult for the world to be right of Zhenhai."

"It's like a city flying..."

"That was what Nanjing Jinyiwei said when Hou Taoshan set up a city to conduct trade last year." The young scholar smiled and said, "It was not the grand occasion at that time."

"What the Jinyiwei said is also spread throughout the streets and alleys?" Hu Yingjia said with a smile.

"Of course not other places, but this is Zhenhai!" The young scholar raised his head and said, "Sneaking, sneaking... As a result, he was almost stewed by the Qian family guards!"

Hu Yingjia laughed and said, "I heard that the Qian family's elite guards are in the southeast?"

"That's natural. In Hou Tao Mountain's battle, more than a hundred Qian family guards lined up like mountains, and more than a thousand bandits attacked for several times but could do nothing." The young scholar said, with a look of suspicion in his eyes.

Hu Yingjia pretended not to see it and asked again: "My friend has entered school?"

Seeing the scholar hesitating, Hu Yingjia smiled and said, "I am a Jinshi for the 35th year of Jiajing."

The young scholar was shocked and happy, "Is it Sun Wen and Senior Grandpa Suiyuan?!"

Sun Ying has been the magistrate of Zhenhai for half a month, and he has been known to everyone in Suiyuan for a long time.

Hu Yingjia's face froze, neither admitting nor denying it. He asked about the meaning of the scriptures casually. The young scholar reluctantly answered, intermittently, obviously very difficult.

"Senior, I have no family a few years ago and can only waste my studies. It was not until last year that I started business that I had a lot better life." The young scholar looked depressed.

"I am still young, I have been studying for a few years, but I can try it out." Hu Yingjia encouraged a few words and asked again: "How many city gates in Zhenhai County? Which city gate does daily cargo enter and exit?"

"The old city has only two gates in the west and south. In the past two years, the new city has been expanded, one gate at the east and north, and three gates in the south. Two of them have cargo vehicles entering and leaving the other only for pedestrians."

Hu Yingjia nodded slightly, but left without leaving his name and turned around and left. He thought to himself no wonder Qian Longquan has such a reputation in the southeast.

After going around two circles, his calf was faintly sore. Hu Yingjia walked to not far from the gate of the south city and calculated the location. That day he entered Zhenhai County, he should have been from the east city gate, and the south city gate faced the Yongjiang River.

Turning around the corner, Hu Yingjia paused, and wherever he saw, there were crowds of people, mules and horses, and all kinds of vehicles flowing continuously. Vehicles carrying goods entered through the city gate on the left, and vehicles leaving the city drove out from the right, and the official city gate in the middle was dedicated to people entering and leaving.

After walking a few steps forward, the loud noises resounded in my ears, the yachts of yamen runners, the neighing of mules and horses, and the shouts of people coming and going, making everyone scream at the top of their lungs.

Hu Yingjia looked carefully and saw that the three teams managing the city gate were all martial soldiers, with long swords on their waists and long spears leaning against the city wall, but there were no bamboo baskets around him.

This also means that there is no need to pay headings to enter and exit Zhenhai County, and even goods do not need to pay taxes.

I finally got into the crowd and moved forward slowly. After a while, I left the city. The pier was not nearby, so I still needed to walk east for a while.

Hu Yingjia did not go east, but found a small hill to look out from a distance. The small boats of Wupeng were flexibly shuttled back and forth on the river. Merchant ships, large or small, docked at the docks in turn under command, unloading or loading ships. The dense crowds of people were as orderly as ants.

Looking back at the south city gate, Hu Yingjia looked a little complicated. Although he was in the same year as Qian Yuan, his family of officials did not have any contact with the scholars of Suiyuan before and after the examination.

At the beginning of this year, Xu Jie was transferred back to the capital to become a minister. Hu Yingjia and Wu Shilai, Xu Fan and others had many interactions. Influenced by them, Hu Yingjia was very dissatisfied with Qian Yuan... The ban on trade was only to make money.

Now, the sails on the river are like clouds, similar to Linqing Chaoguan, where the city gates are flowing like streams, and Chongwenmen Chaoguan is not allowed to be allowed.

Linqing and Chongwenmen were the most important and most well-invested Chaoguan in the Ming Dynasty. He was able to start from scratch in Zhenhai to this point, and Hu Yingjia suddenly heard Lu Guangzu's comments on Qian Yuan.
Chapter completed!