Yun Yi and the other two left the Luoshui Poetry Club, came to Yuqian Street.

There is no such lively here on weekdays, and only large festivals will have the same scene today.

Needless to mention the stall setting up, the vendor culture in the Song Dynasty was very popular. Not to mention the food and specialties across the country, even the stalls set up by Persian countries in the distant Western Regions, the San of the Indians, and even the black brothers in East Africa, are not uncommon here.

Yun Yi likes such an atmosphere very much. Only in this way can he not feel that this era is too strange.

"Brother Yun, have you ever eaten this kind of flower cake?" Li Qingzhao pulled Yun Yi and came to a stall selling flower cakes.

The pancakes were sold by a middle-aged couple, who looked only about thirty years old, and there were two children behind him who were helping to crush flowers.

When the woman saw the guests coming to the door, she first bowed respectfully, and then immediately took out the tray for the tasting.

"The three honored guests can try it at will. This is the freshly produced autumn chrysanthemum flavor, and this is the best-selling osmanthus flavor..."

When Yun Yi heard the osmanthus cake, he lit up his eyes and sniffed it with a small piece with a bamboo stick. It was really fragrant with flowers, and there was a faint fragrance of rice and fruit charcoal.

Looking at the stove with the pancakes beside him, Yun Yi said curiously: "Can the charcoal you used be peach wood?"

The man who was spreading cakes into the stove was stunned when he heard this, then looked at Yun Yi in surprise and replied repeatedly: "Young master has such a good eye. You are baking with peach charcoal. Can you smell this?"

Yun Yi smiled and ate the cake on the toothpick into his mouth in one bite. It tasted very good, with a fragrance brought by flowers, mixed with the incense from the roasted charcoal fire, making people unable to stop.

After taking a bite, Yun Yi wanted to eat it. He looked at the tray for tasting, and hesitated for a moment.

Seeing this, the woman who was practicing the stall said hurriedly: "Young master can try other flavors. In fact, the peach blossom cakes we made at home are also good. Unfortunately, it's over the flower season now, haha."

Yun Yi smiled slightly and took out two coins (about one tael of ten coins) from her arms, and said, "Please help me pack a piece of osmanthus cake and send it to the Fengfeng carriage. Our carriage will stop there. When we arrive, look for..."

Yun Yi was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look at Zhao Mujin.

Zhao Mujin glanced at him and responded coldly: "Chen Jiyou."

Yun Yisaran smiled and said, "Yes, Chen Jiyou... I'm troubled by the store."

The woman reached out to take the two silver leaves and nodded happily: "Don't worry, young master, Dafeng's carriages are running, right? Just turn a corner in front. I'll ask my man to deliver it to him in person later, and it won't be delayed for too long."

Yun Yi smiled and bowed to say goodbye.

Although the Yuqian Street in Bianjing is not as wide as the Zhuque Street in Chang'an, the prosperity is indeed incomparable to the latter.

Along the way, Yun Yi bought a lot of good things, four treasures of the study, and two chessboards.

Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mujin were not interested in purchasing, but were particularly concerned about juggling skills.

At this time, the three of them stopped in front of a stall performing a top-top.

Just as I was watching with relish, a frown sound suddenly came from behind me.

"Hahaha, what a coincidence, Miss Li...uh, Princess, you are here too..."

Pan Yi, who jumped out of the carriage, did not expect to meet Li Qingzhao here. He pulled away the crowd and walked closer. He found that Zhao Mujin looked at him with a look of fools, which scared him so much that he almost turned around and left.

Li Qingzhao frowned slightly. She was not interested in Pan Yi. Facing this person, she was like facing other playboys in Bianjing City.

But Zhao Mujin didn't think so. She vaguely remembered that after the New Year, she vaguely mentioned the suggestion to the Empress Dowager to marry her. Now the only person in Pan's age is Pan Yi in front of her. Thinking of this, Zhao Mujin's face suddenly turned dark.

Pan Yi felt very wronged and didn't know where she offended Zhao Mujin, why she was so hostile to her.

A pair of eyes turned and suddenly I was stunned, "Hey, you are not..."

Yun Yi looked at Pan Yi who was familiar in front of him, and didn't remember where he had seen him for a moment.

Still Pan Yi was impressed by him and immediately said with a glaring look: "Did you, toad, come to harass Miss Li on purpose?"

Yun Yi: "…"

Li Qingzhao blushed and didn't know how to say something but stopped.

Zhao Mujin refused to give him a face and said coldly: "Who is the toad? Wouldn't you go home and look in the mirror by yourself?"

"Me?" Pan Yi pointed at his shoes and his face in horror. After a long time, he didn't know how to respond.

It’s just that the person who spoke was Zhao Mujin. If someone changed to someone else, I’m afraid that he would be “a different body and head” at this time. Mr. Pan thought.

After a while of silence, Pan Yi became Yun Yi and the other two like a toad.

He said to Li Qingzhao as if he was pleased: "Miss Li, do you still remember the thing I mentioned to you last month?"

Li Qingzhao shook her head and followed Yun Yi's footsteps, avoiding him.

Pan Yi was not discouraged and said, "I told you what I said, and you said I could do it. I just printed five thousand copies."

As he said that, he took a green book from the servant behind him.

Yun Yi turned around curiously. Seeing this, Li Qingzhao hurriedly explained the reason for the incident.

It turned out that in order to please her, Pan Yi specially collected all her poems and printed them into a book at his own expense. As for whether to make a profit or collect them himself, it is unknown. Li Qingzhao did not expect that he would really print them.

Pan Yi looked at Yun Yi proudly and said with a smile: "How is this collection of poems good and how well is printed?"

Yun Yi took it, looked through the pages carefully, and nodded frequently: "Well, it's not bad, very good, can you give this to me?"

Pan Yi was so arrogant that he laughed and said, "You still have some vision, so what if you give you one, hahaha!"

Yun Yi probably looked through it and found that many of them were punctuation sentences, but those that could be written into them were all written by Li Qingzhao.

Moreover, there are many poems that metaphorize the improper use of people in the court.

Yun Yi looked at Li Qingzhao on the side. The little girl spitted out her tongue playfully at him and said coquettishly: "They are too bad to the master, I can't stand it."

Yun Yi smiled bitterly and sighed that it was fortunate that it was not in the Qing Dynasty, otherwise Li Qingzhao would have been imprisoned by the following text.

At the same time, we have to sigh at the Northern Song Dynasty's "indulgence" towards scholars.

The saying "Share the world with scholars and officials" gives literati absolute freedom of speech and personal freedom.

People in later generations advocate human rights, demand freedom, and be themselves.

But in fact, it is just a promotion, because the more you can't get it, the more you care and appeal, such as a beautiful country.

In comparison, it was even more difficult for ancient people to enjoy rights. For example, the people in Central Asia and Europe were in the position of serfs for a long time and could not extricate themselves. They caught fish at their doorstep and asked the owner of the mansion.

This was very powerful in the Song Dynasty at the same time, such as freedom of publishing and freedom of speech.

Printing in the Song Dynasty developed rapidly, and as long as you have money, you can publish your own books at any time.

The merchants also distributed newspapers to report on the affairs of the court. The court will not come out to review you, will not arrest you for books and will not launch a "literary inquisition" in the whole society.

In addition, the people of the Song Dynasty also enjoyed extensive freedom of association.

As long as you don’t pick up weapons, the court promises you to say whatever you want and never interfere.

This can be seen from the poetry and lyrics of each festival, and of course it also includes some group activities of Cuju Club.

Unfortunately, few of the heroes of Water Margin knew how to read, and they were eventually dismantled because they were holding knives and guns.

The emperors of the Song Dynasty had special trust and preferential treatment for scholars. Even though they were guarded against it, they were much better than their disgust for military generals.

Because the Emperor of the Song Dynasty thought that scholars could do something extraordinary?

Be lustful, greedy, and powerful...that's not a problem, but once a military general is out of order, he will lead troops to cause trouble and take the emperor's life.

Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin also made a special oath sign in the palace, warning the emperors of later generations: "Do not kill scholars and officials or those who write letters to talk about things."

Therefore, in the Song Dynasty, the emperors basically never killed scholars and officials.

Moreover, civil officials were punished, but they were just demoted. In the Ming and Qing dynasties, it was estimated that Su Shi would be burping if he could not leave the capital.

The effect of respecting scholars is obvious. Although the country's military power is greatly reduced, the sense of responsibility shown by the scholars and officials is unprecedented in Chinese history.

Lu You's "I dare not forget to worry about the country when I am low", and Fan Zhongyan's "I worry about the world before I worry about it, and then I enjoy the world after I enjoy it" is a true portrayal of the sense of responsibility of the scholars and officials, not to mention Li Qingzhao's "I regard life as a hero, and death as a hero."
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