"Go", Zhao Xing hesitated for a long time, but agreed to Liao Xiaoxiao's request.

Seeing Zhao Xing's embarrassment, Liao Xiaoxiao flashed her eyes and said sly: "If you want to go, you have to choose a good day, such as when the official goes to do business - in full view of the public, everyone knows what the official is doing, so that I can go quietly."

Zhao Xing raised his face: "Lu Huiqing is a fly that gets stuck in a crack. If he inquire about me..."

Liao Xiaoxiao answered quickly: "I would say that the officials did not know about this at all, neither knew that I had a friendship with him nor did I know that I went to visit him."

Zhao Xing curled his lips: "When Lu Huiqing asks others, he never cares about other people's difficulties. The more you make things difficult for him, the more he turns a blind eye to him. You must be prepared in your heart. Maybe he will ask you to do something, this matter..."

Liao Xiaoxiao quickly brought a cup of fragrant tea and presented it to her hands: "Don't worry, if I entrust this body to the official, I will not cause trouble for the official. But if I have something to ask for, I will accept it or refuse it flatly, it will definitely not harm our family."

Is Zhao Xing causing less trouble? He just doesn't want people to know that he had had contact with the infamous Lu Huiqing. That person, Zhao Xing wanted to vomit when he heard this name, let alone allow the other party to come to harass him every day.

Liao Xiaoxiao noticed Zhao Xing's unhappiness, and she pressed her body against Zhao Xing and explained to Zhao Xing softly that experience of knowing Lu Huiqing. The girl was familiar with the man's psychology. After a while, Zhao Xing's beast was so excited that he didn't hear what the other party was saying... Well, when he was about to start a zero-distance contact, he didn't expect Cheng Shuang to report that Zhang Yong brought his family to visit.

Zhang Yong not only brought his family, but also brought several military men. The military men carried four large and heavy baskets, panting, and as soon as they entered the house, they couldn't wait to put the basket on the ground. When they landed on the ground, the basket made a crisp metal sound.

"You won't come to me for food with pots and pans, right?" Zhao Xing brought in fragrant tea and joked.

Zhang Yongshu replied, "Your house is separated from me by a wall. Do I have to bring a bowl if I want to come for dinner? Just tear the wall out of the door. My family came to you to get food. Can you still lack my food?...Here, this is your salary in the past few months. You won't even need a salary, right?"

Liao Xiaoxiao quickly stood up to welcome Zhang Yong's wife Xu. Xu is also a small family, not so particular. She held Liao Xiaoxiao's hand and talked intimately about the memories of Bianjing City. When they talked about the current lively Bianjing City, they couldn't help feeling a little sad: "I don't know when I see you again."

Zhao Xing walked around the several cash baskets and asked curiously: "There are so many? Didn't I hear that there are only fifteen stans?"

"Fifteen stakes are the monthly salary. You have additional funds, job money, salary, and gifts (spring and winter clothes, winter cotton), and all of them are the salary; in addition, there are job fields, temples, and gifts, and gifts, etc. There are also food (attachers) of clothing, food, tea, wine, kitchen materials, firewood, charcoal, and feeding straw.

You are the official granted in March, and your salary starts from March - one part of Zhi Secret Pavilion, one part of Di Gonglang, and one part of Judge. You can calculate it, I have a penny left for you."

The official title of Digonglang in Zhao Xing is a rank official, and the salary of the rank official is called "material money". High-level officials do nothing and also have an official salary. However, Digonglang is a low-level minor official who is "rich but no place to take". Such officials have no money when they have no current positions. Once they have a ministry official, they are equivalent to having a place to receive money and starting to pay salaries and benefits - Digonglang's monthly salary is eight cents.

There are always about four kilograms of copper coins. Zhao Xing is a judge, with nearly sixty kilograms of copper coins per month. Three official positions are superimposed, and the accumulation of several months is accumulated, and four large willow baskets are filled... Maybe Zhang Yongzhen stole part of them.

Seeing Zhao Xing's suspicious gaze, Zhang Yong was furious: "What are you thinking about? The fields elsewhere are converted into copper coins, and there are some vacant land in Mizhou that are allocated to you for a hundred hectares. How about it, am I enough friends?"

The number of employed fields distributed to Zhao Xing is too high, which means that the "Lu Su" is not distributed without rice and grain, and it is directly filled with fields.

Liao Xiaoxiao heard Zhang Yong's thick voice and quickly made a comeback: "Zhang Guanjun, my official family can't farm. Chichi, you might as well give him some cash than you give him these fields. He only sees copper coins in his eyes... By the way, it's almost Double Ninth Festival, is Zhang Guanjun ready? Where are you planning to go for a trip?"

The custom of climbing high on the Double Ninth Festival in the Song Dynasty was no longer there, but the habit of going to the wild for picnics was still passed down among officials. Liao Xiaoxiao invited the other party to go out for a barbecue dinner on the Double Ninth Festival. Zhang Yong asked her to remind her, but suddenly remembered something.

"Aye, Aye, when the little girl said this, I remembered that the Double Ninth Festival rewards have not yet been settled. What can you do if you leave?"

The holiday system in the Song Dynasty was more relaxed than in the Tang Dynasty, and officials had more holidays. There were 54 legal holidays alone, with 76 days off. In addition, the "new holiday" of every ten-day day, the annual holidays of officials in the Song Dynasty reached more than 100 days, and the fewer were more than 90 days.

These holidays mainly include: the beginning of spring, the spring equinox, the beginning of summer, the beginning of autumn, the Chinese Valentine's Day, the beginning of winter and other holidays, all of which are on one day off. The summer solstice and the Latin America day are all on three days off; the Spring Festival, the winter solstice is the "Golden Week of the Song Dynasty" and takes seven days off. As for private holidays such as family vacations, marriage leave, bereavement leave, etc., the regulations in the Song Dynasty were the same as those in the Tang Dynasty.

It was also from the Song Dynasty that vacations were no longer exclusive to officials. The prisoners who were assigned to work and those who served the state could also take holidays during a specific period of time during their sentences or service. For example, the prisoners took one day off every ten days; the Spring Festival, the cold food and the winter solstice were on each three days off. People serving could have one day off on the Spring Festival, the cold food, the winter solstice and the wax day (the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month).

As a reserve soldier, although the Double Ninth Festival is not on holiday, there are holiday rewards, that is, holiday bonuses. This money is directly allocated by the central government, but local governments add some points to their own care as the care of local governments. Zhang Yong said this later part of the money. The money sent by the central government is called festival rewards, and the money sent by the local government is called festival rewards.

Zhao Xing remembered the discussion with Liao Xiaoxiao before and felt that this was an opportunity to visit the group training with great fanfare. He asked leisurely: "How are the group training in the camp now?"

Zhang Yong waved his hand: "There are only some old and weak, family members and remaining staff in the camp. I heard that they have been hungry a few times recently. I still want to look back and think of a way to catch some fish for them to fill their hunger?"

Zhao Xing asked in surprise: "Why is this happening? It's almost Double Ninth Festival, why are there still people starving?"

"You don't know that you have all the craftsmen who are used as camps to build houses. You have picked the strongest in the army to beat drums. The rest, if you can breathe, are transferred to Wankou to build water villages. The remaining elderly, weak women and children are left unattended, so they naturally have no meals. In addition, Mizhou is under a surplus this year, and more than half of the people fled, the land is abandoned, and there is insufficient grain production. The vassal merchants flocked to the end of the year, causing the rice price to rise...

With all the reasons combined, the family has a large population and naturally they will not be able to eat."

Zhao Xing thought for a while and replied: "I will go to the military camp with you tomorrow."

Liao Xiaoxiao interrupted: "Officials, it's almost Double Ninth Festival, you should go to Duzhong to have a look. I hope to move into a new house in Double Ninth Festival."

"Yes, in another three or two days, the sir and the others should come. I will go and see it tomorrow." Zhao Xing replied.

Zhang Yong interrupted curiously: "What house is Li Ren building? The whole house has been adjusted. It has been more than ten days since the repair has not been completed. Will it take ten days? I will go tomorrow, and I will go with you... Now the meal is about to start, and everyone says that your chef is good. Originally, people like me were not qualified to serve the table. Now, I can have your meal, so I look forward to it!"

"Please!" Zhao Xing led several servants forward and carried the basket of copper coins...

The next day, Deng Yufu came to visit the door early in the morning. Zhao Xing held the other party's hand and chatted while walking: "My family will bring my luggage in a few days. During my trip overseas, I have painted many flowers and plants I saw, and some of the plant forms described by locals. Now it is autumn, it is not suitable for planting. Congyi follows me first and helps with official documents. I am not familiar with this job, and it depends entirely on Congyi."

Deng Yufu agreed: "I'll pay attention to it, don't worry, I have helped Wang Zhizhou handle the official documents, so there will be no mistakes."

Zhao Xing's new residence was near the Tuanlian Yamen. Zhang Yong got this place. There were several large tiled houses in front and behind, and a vegetable garden behind. When Zhang Yong got it, he might have used some tricks to force the original owner to sell it, but Zhao Xing did not treat the other party badly afterwards.

Today, the large tiled houses are still preserved, but the courtyard walls on all sides have been demolished and rebuilt with large stone materials. The walls are very high, about ten feet away, and the vegetable garden is also flat and divided into four groups of interconnected courtyards. Each group of courtyards has a small second floor, the largest courtyard in the center. Zhao Xing plans to move in, and the building is almost completed.

After turning around, Zhao Xing stopped by the courtyard wall. He saw that many of the stones on the courtyard wall were uncarved, and the whole stone was embedded in the cement wall, while some of them were flattened next to them - it was probably because the edges and corners of the stones were too sharp and exceeded the wall.

In fact, Zhao Xing didn't care that the stone was beyond the wall. He asked to hang a layer of raw stone cement slurry made of lime and clay on the outer layer of the wall, so that the wall was as smooth as a mirror, and then painted with lime. So as long as the stone was not too protruding, stonemasons generally did not knock it.

Zhao Xing walked to the stone wall, stopped, and touched a stone that was polished with his hand. The stone was tender and blue in color, with stone patterns like brushed silk, coiled on the stone surface, or made into various images. Deng Yufu saw that Zhao Xing was so focused and quickly explained: "This is the stone produced in Anqiu, Mizhou. It is said that these stones are either produced in water or in soil, and are quite cheap. Locals have knocked these stones into brick shapes for building houses. It is said that this stone is hard, and if it really needs to be polished, it is also easy to make a brick wall."

Of course, Zhao Xing touched the stone and smiled happily: "The outer skin of this stone is very ugly, but I didn't expect it to be so cute when polished."

Deng Yufu answered casually: "Of course, however, this stone is the best to make one color. It is said that the stone produced in Anqiu has three colors, one is tender green, one is bright white, and one is pure black. The stone patterns are different. The whole wall is made of one color stone, which looks even better."

Zhao Xing nodded frequently. At this time, Zhang Yong led two horses from Zhao Xing's house. Zhang Yong originally rode a good horse bought from the Jurchens. The horse was much thinner because it was not well-raised. Today, he forced his horse to send it to Zhao Xing's stable, and replaced it with the horse brought by Zhao Xing. When he saw Zhao Xing, he pretended to be unaware of it and greeted him familiarly: "It's time to go to the military camp, ah, is your secretary here too? I'm holding one less horse."

Without Zhao Xing's instructions, several servants had already run out of Zhao Xing's yard and brought a few big horses. At the same time, three high mountain samurai and three Japanese horse boys appeared. These three Japanese horse boys were short, barefoot, with short swords on their waists, and followed the horse all the way, falling to the back of the horse.

When Zhang Yong saw the Japanese horse boy, his eyes flashed and praised him, "It's a real savage."

What he meant was that these three Japanese horses were barefoot and jumped like flying, and they didn't have to run slowly... Unfortunately, the status of these horses was also a species that needed to be eliminated in Japan.

A group of people jumped onto the horse, Zhang Yong shouted and ran over a dozen "flower arms" from his official office. In the late autumn sunshine, they were all naked, revealing their embroidered tattoos.

Zhao Xing immediately twisted his body and glanced at the group of "flower arms", then turned to Zhang Yong with a smile, and asked the other party with his eyes.

In the past, he only saw tattoos popular in the Song Dynasty in "Water Margin". This pattern of the left hidden dragon and white tiger was called "Bronze" in the Song Dynasty. It is said that some people even had patterns on their faces to show fashion.

"How is this? You're so powerful, I've hired them for a lot of money," Zhang Yong proudly showed off.

It turned out that this was a way of making a show of the Song Dynasty. Zhao Xing vaguely remembered the description of Ren Yuan, the two champions who won the sumo wrestling championship for two consecutive years in "Water Margin", appearing: "The Ren Yuan sat in the sedan chair, and the heroes with thirty or twenty pairs of flower arms in front and behind the sedan chair, covering the front and behind..."

"This - is so ugly. The weather is shirtless, right..." Zhao Xing couldn't laugh or cry.

Zhang Yong enjoyed this kind of show-off, and he replied dissatisfiedly: "What are you saying? You have to tattoo this flowery arm, which is more expensive than buying the best set of beautiful clothes. What can you wear compare to a flowery arm."

Deng Yufu obviously agreed with this view. He straightened his chest and proudly urged the horse to run in front of the "Flower Arm", and kept saying: "That's that's it, no clothes are as expensive as 'Flower Arm'."

"Then let's go." Zhao Xing decided not to get involved in other people's arms anymore. He urged the horse to lead and ran out, followed by Zhang Yong. Deng Yufu was a little nervous when riding such a tall horse for the first time and fell behind. The group of Japanese horses and Zhao Xing's followers also tactfully fell behind Hua's arms. So, this scene appeared on the streets of the Song Dynasty: two people wearing official uniforms ran in front, a literati followed closely behind, followed by a group of current hooligans, a Song Dynasty petty bourgeoisie.

When it was time for the military camp, it happened to be lunch time. The left-behind people saluted Zhao Xing, rubbed their hands in embarrassment, and said, "The verdict is coming in a hurry, and we have not prepared any good food and drink..."

Zhao Xing nodded to the other party, immediately rushed to the corner of the military camp, observing the stones that were built on the wall. The wall was also made of Anqiu stone. Zhao Xing observed silently for a moment, then turned back to the side of the Dutou. At this time, Zhang Yong had finished talking to the other party, and the group of flowers were swaying their arms and chests, shaking their arms, and stood behind Zhang Yong to shape.

"How many people are there in the camp?" Zhao Xing asked.

Everyone smiled bitterly: "The family members of more than a thousand people are afraid of 6,000, right?"

"There are no six thousand people," Zhang Yong interrupted, "The water village in Wankou gives a lot of wages, and many old soldiers who can move have gone, and at this moment there are up to five thousand people."

"I heard you can't have enough food," Zhao Xing asked again.

"The price of grain has risen sharply. I used to buy a dou (5.92 kilograms) of wheat or 5 liters (2.96 kilograms) of japonica rice for ten cents. Now it takes fifteen qian to buy a dou of wheat. In the past, when the military men encountered this situation, the military men went to catch some fish and shrimp to satisfy their hunger, but now all of them have been transferred away. How can the military men survive?"

Zhao Xing touched his chin and said, "Okay, since this matter has been caused by me, I will give you a way out..."

Zhao Xing pointed to the courtyard wall of the military camp and continued, "Did you see the stones that build the wall? I will ask you to exchange stones for money, one hundred for one. No matter men, women, young and old, I will carry a hundred kilograms of stones. I will give him a kilogram of copper coins and buy the stones he brought."

That was overjoyed. Zhao Xing thought for a while and felt embarrassed. He looked at Zhang Yong and asked, "Did I pay too cheaply? Let's add a little more, one hundred kilograms for one, that is, four kilograms of copper coins. I only need this kind of stone, at least it is bigger than a fist, and I don't want small pieces. When I look back, my official will put a pole scale in front of my new house. I will weigh the stones as much as I pay, and the stones will be unloaded there, just right for the stones to cover the courtyard wall."

Everyone was grateful and almost cried. Good man. If you exchange stones for copper coins, even a three or five-year-old doll can hold two stones in your pocket. You have to have one or two pounds. If you exchange them for ten cents of copper coins, you won’t earn enough food for the whole family for a day.

Zhang Yong's face showed an incredible expression. He pulled Zhao Xing's sleeve straight, Zhao Xing smiled kindly. He asked Zhang Yong: "Why don't you come and get some kicks?"

Zhang Yong shook his sleeves: "I won't accompany you crazy, you are so rich that you are so burned."

Deng Yufu saw Zhao Xing's gaze turning to him. He was a subordinate and he was not easy to refuse, so he had to say reluctantly: "Li Ren hasn't told me how much my monthly salary is. Okay, my family doesn't expect this monthly salary anyway, so I will take the monthly salary of that month and buy some stones with Li Ren."

Zhao Xing nodded and ordered: "Congyi, please register them and give them a letter - there is a grain ship on the Mizhou pier. I will write them a letter, asking them to credit grain at a price of ten cents a bucket, and ask them to send out a few moving people. The government office will give them a carriage and ask them to go to the pier to pull some food to satisfy their hunger. The money will be deducted from the stone money... Remember, when distributing, you must keep a record. Let each family sign and seal the cash."

Although Deng Yufu was annoyed by Zhao Xing's petty care, he still praised him: "Li Ren spent money to buy a pile of useless stones, which was already a way out for them. He was willing to lose half of the money and sell food to them... Of course, I have to register them one by one and never let Li Ren lose too much."

"No loss," Zhao Xing said with a smile.

Deng Yufu didn't understand this at that time. He just asked the person who was literate in the group and asked them to organize them and help him organize the documents. In addition, he had to go to Zhang Yong to get the list. In the midst of chaos, Zhao Xing pulled Zhang Yong and continued to walk back, behind the school ground. Along the way, Zhao Xing rushed into other people's houses from time to time, casually uncovering other people's pot lids to see what was cooked in the pot. Fortunately, he was wearing official uniforms, otherwise this rude behavior would be chopped out with a knife.

Zhang Yong did not make trouble with him, and he didn't even dismount. He rode on a tall horse and looked at himself. More than a dozen flower flowers kept bulging their arms behind him, showing their "expensive clothes" to the curious children.

I have to say that as a military officer, Zhang Yong has achieved the fifth rank, but he still has a strong sense of market. He doesn't like drinking tea, drinking, and writing poems, so he likes to lead a team of flowers to sway through the market. Of course, it is precisely because of his market flavor that he makes a fool of himself with Zhao Xing, a subordinate.

When Zhao Xing rushed out of the nearby family, the guy was leaning against the screen wall of the family, basking in the sun lazily. The screen mural behind him painted a painting, a "Cuju Picture". Zhao Xing looked at the other party with a slanted eyes, and was about to laugh at him a few words. Suddenly, he saw the portrait on the screen wall clearly. His expression changed and he rushed to Zhang Yong and shouted softly: "Don't mess around, leave the wall quickly."

Zhang Yong turned around and looked at the screen wall, yawned, and lazily raised his hand and pressed it on the screen wall, asking, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Xing lowered his voice and scolded: "Look, who is painting on the screen wall?"

Zhang Yong laughed: "Test me? I don't know who it is?"

He patted a person's face on the screen wall with one hand, rubbed his fingers on the tip of the character's nose and said, "This person wearing black clothes and white belts is Taizu, who is passing the ball..." Zhang Yong then moved his fingers to the tip of another person's nose and continued, "This person wearing white robe and black belts is Taizong. The person next to him who stretched his feet to grab the ball from Taizu was Zhao Pu, and the other three people..."

Zhao Xing looked at Zhang Yong with fear and slid his fingers around the tips of the noses of several people, and named them one by one: "This is Chu Zhaofu, this guy is Dangjin, and Shi Shouxin here is all the merits of the founding of the Song Dynasty. They all like to play football."

Zhao Xing almost blurted out - it has nothing to do with me, I am innocent! But he opened his mouth and found that several Huajie didn't care about Zhang Yong's behavior at all. One of Huajie was supporting his beautiful arm on the tip of the nose of Taizong's portrait. Deng Yufu in the distance glanced here and nothing happened. He continued to sort out the documents and the registration staff... Zhao Xing was completely speechless.

What is this scene? The emperor, general and minister who usually have to look up to him play football in the leisurely manner of ordinary citizens, and his ministers dare to kick Taizu's feet... What is even more surprising is that the people actually painted this portrait on the screen wall.

Zhao Xing knew that someone had once wiped his butt with a newspaper printed with the portrait of Taizu of the Qing Dynasty, and was killed by the whole family. In the Song Dynasty, he dared to slap the nose of the portrait of Taizu. What a boldness? Or, what a tolerantness?

After enduring for a long time, Zhao Xing mustered up the courage and decided to get things clear. He said carefully: "Don't you take pictures of Taizu... and don't you think it's an offense?"
To be continued...