Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

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Eating lamb hot pot in autumn is the most beautiful.

Zhao Shu had a meal in the morning. At noon, he didn't feel much digestion, so he made porridge.

While drinking porridge, listen to Zhang Bianian talking about the latest things.

"Listening to trading with Goryeo, the merchants of Bianliang are crazy, and those goods are quickly collected, resulting in high prices ..."

Those merchants wanted to hoard goods to sell in Korea, but indirectly caused the price of Bianliang to rise.

Fucking!

Zhao Shu frowned: "Later?"

From ancient times to the present, price has always been the ruler's greatest concern. High prices mean that people's lives will be sad.

"Shen An said who would dare to ignore Da Song's interests, and then revoke his trade qualifications, so it would be better."

Zhao Shu felt better and asked casually: "Did Shen An get that Dali Pill?"

"No, the Dali Pill Workshop of the Shen family has stopped."

When Xixia returns, Dali Pill cannot be sold. Liaoguo now has red eyes, and he is thinking about making money with one heart. Who dares to sell Dali Pills, Yelu Hongji's response is to copy the house. Copying the family to get money, and incidentally a family of slaves.

Later, Yelu Hongji thought that this was not bad, so he deliberately relaxed the blockade of smuggling Daliwan.

But wait until the back, no matter how stupid people also found that he was fishing law enforcement, so Dali Wan disappeared in Liao.

As for Goryeo, using Dali Pill to clean them up, Zhao Shu feels too ugly to eat.

Unconsciously, he has regarded Dali Pill as a heavy device, and it cannot be used when it is important.

"Officials, some people impeach Han and other people, saying that they have become private parties."

Hey!

Zhao Shu felt that being an emperor was very enjoyable, but he also had a lot of headaches.

"Is this an excuse?" The excuse for those people last time was that the political hall was full of people who supported the New Deal. The old party had no representatives and could only let them blame the country and the people.

"No, it was mentioned later." Chen Zhongheng felt that those people were really persevering.

Thinking of perseverance, he couldn't help thinking of the few ginsengs sent by Shen An. The ginseng roots are said to be hundreds of years old. According to Shen An, you have to spray nosebleeds when you get ginseng to soak in water.

But last night he just ate a few big roots, so fart did not happen.

That liar!

Thinking of this, Chen Zhongheng couldn't help shaking his head, then looked down at the news.

"Someone impeached Shen An and said that he had accepted the beauty in Korea."

"Nonsense!" Zhao Shu felt that this class of people were lunatics.

puff!

Puff!

Zhao Shu heard the sound of water droplets and looked up ...

Chen Zhongheng stared blankly at the nosebleed dripping on the paper, more and more drops, faster and faster ...

...

Chen Zhongheng ate too much ginseng, and even the doctors who were spurting blood were afraid, and finally got a three-day holiday.

The impeachment has intensified, and the officials of the old party talked indignantly about the grievances they had no place to speak, and said that the political affairs hall was monopolized by the New Deal, and there was no way to complain.

Zhao Shu was angry. When he blamed, it was useless. The so-called law does not blame the public. This is the same thing. Impeachment is still the same.

Zhao Xu hurried to Shen's house, but Shen An was not there.

"Lang Jun went to the bookstore."

So Zhao Xu turned around and went to the bookstore.

In the bookstore, Shen An is talking to several people about making a plate.

"Don't be too small, make the board bigger, the kind you want to hold with both hands."

"We need to prepare several sets of movable type, and replace them immediately if they are broken. We must check them every day. In a word, make them stunned!"

The artisans in Shen An's remarks were full of blood, and when they saw Zhao Xu when they turned around, they laughed: "How come, the DPRK can't bear it?"

"Han Qi almost started today." Zhao Xu was very depressed.

Shen An comforted: "How could he do it, just to scare people."

"I'm just waiting to see him start, but he's still alive." Zhao Xu looked depressed.

Shen An really wanted to slap him and shoot this black-bellied boy half dead.

"what is this?"

There were many copper plates stacked on the ground, each of which was different in size. Zhao Xu picked up a piece and said, "What do you do with such a big one?"

"Do something good that can block those people's mouths."

Shen An got up and said: "Copper is gone, you have to go to Sansi to get a batch."

When he got up and went out, Zhao Xu asked, "What are you doing?"

"newspaper."

"What newspaper?"

There is a Di newspaper in the Song Dynasty, but the Di newspaper is run by the government, mainly to send messages to the bureaucrat and doctor system. These messages have limitations, such as the will of the official family, the activities of the official family, the appointment and removal of officials, the performance of military affairs, etc.

"Just find a place to spray people."

Shen An ran away as soon as he smoked, Zhao Xu said depressedly: "Where do you spray people?"

Han Jiang has been doing well in recent days. When she saw Shen An, she smiled and said: "I learned that you borrowed two million yuan to Goryeo. The old man's knife was sharpened, so I'll wait for you to start."

Shen An glanced at the paper knife on the table and felt that his back was chilling.

Would n’t it be good for the three ambassadors to kill people this year?

"Later, I learned that you had pitted the Koreans, and the old man prepared a jar of good wine, just waiting for you to drink it."

A wine jar was placed in the corner, and Han Jiang opened it in person, asking people to get two bowls.

"Done."

Han Jiang got his head back to work.

Shen An squatted the bowl, "No, Han Xiang ..."

"Fucked!"

Han Jiang couldn't help but say it was done again.

"That Han Xiang ..."

After drinking a jar of wine, Shen An straightened his eyes.

Han Jiang proudly said: "The old man knows that you must have come to find things, Sansi poor, and wait for the coming year!"

"Copper, Hanxiang!" Shen An, who was lying on the table, suddenly looked up. "Some want copper!"

"So firm?" Han Jiang's wine volume is not small, old and strong, known as the sea of ​​wine.

But she did n’t get drunk?

He said flatly: "No."

"Where does that go?" Shen An felt dizzy. "If you don't give it, you can go and cut it!"

"There will be no copper ingots coming to Bianliang this month, you just have to cut them!" Han Jiang wanted to compete with the old man if he wanted to? Save yourself.

"you said?"

Shen An was really dizzy, so he was also angry.

"The old man said!"

Han Jiang now only needs to save money, and nothing else.

Shen An had a hiccup and just wanted to talk, he heard someone outside shouting, "A lot of copper ingots!"

Lying!

Shen An was instantly excited.

The Song Dynasty lacked copper, and it was naturally difficult for folks to obtain copper ingots in large quantities, so he could only come to Sansi.

"Han Xiang, you're not real!"

Shen An rushed out, Han Jiang wondered: "Where did the copper ingot come from?"

"Come on!"

An official came in outside and said excitedly: "Xiang Gong, Jiaozhi discovered a large copper mine, and the first batch of copper ingots came!"

Han Jiang was stunned and immediately ecstatic, "The money is coming! The money is coming!"

He lifted his robe excitedly and ran, where the image looked like an old man.

Not to blame his excitement, Da Song's financial situation was pretty good, but after Shen An got a cement road, the situation was wrong.

Pay money to build a cement kiln, pay money to build a road ...

Everyone knows that the work of building bridges and paving roads is a bottomless hole, as long as you want to do it, it will not be cut off.

Money!

Han Jiangcao broke his heart for this, and then learned that the discovery of a large copper mine was really a long time of drought and nectar.

He thought while running, it seemed that he owed Shen An.

There is a copper mine in Jiaozhi. This was discovered by the students of the Academy. Shen An has merit. Now Shen An wants to get some copper but refuses to give it. Is it a bit mean?

Han Jiang was a little sentimental. When he saw a long cart outside Sansi, everything was gone, only joy left.

"Open the box!"

The car was filled with wooden boxes. After opening them one by one, someone said with joy: "All copper ingots!"

Han Jiang used to caress the cold copper ingot, and his eyes were fond of goose bumps.

"Han Xiang, is it better to be a copper ingot or a beauty?"

"Of course it's copper ingots." Han Jiang is fifty-seven, how can there be so much energy to play with women.

"Pull back!"

Shen An emerged from behind him, and with a big wave of his hand, he and the bandits wanted to take these copper ingots away.

Han Jiang thought of the previous promise and couldn't help secretly crying.

"Something to say, something to say!"

After a lot of tossing, Shen Anti said: "Nah only needs a car and pays for the money, but there is only a condition."

In this case, Shen An's credit is not small, Han Jiang said cheerfully: "You just say, the old man should."

Ha ha!

Shen An smiled and said, "Someone is going to get a tabloid, Han Xiang ... Then I will ask for advice ..."

"Honestly, the old man should get off."

Han Jiang thought it was nothing more than a tabloid. Some folks in the Song Dynasty would have tabloids from time to time, but none of them had a climate, or they would not die out, or they would be swept away by the authorities, and no one could live for half a year. Han Jiang did not think how long Shen An could support.

So Shen An returned with a carriage copper ingot.

The next day he played in the palace ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ tabloid? "

Zhao Shu frowned: "Is he quietly thinking?"

But after he slowly looked down, he couldn't help nodding frequently.

Han Qi waited for the news below, and after seeing him silent for a while, he asked, "Your Majesty, but what is good?"

Zhao Shu raised his head, "Shen An is going to get a tabloid to get some poems and articles. The most important thing is to explain the people's doubts, what does the New Deal mean, what does a certain decision of the DPRK and China mean, where do these people know clearly, Tabloids are also good. "

Han Qi thought for a while, "If that's the case, it's just Shen An getting things, Your Majesty, be careful!"

The kid often plays overturning, he plays, let's overturn, so that won't work.

Zhao Shu also thought of this, "If he makes a big speech, it will be troublesome."

"Your Majesty!" Han Jiang came out of work. "He thought that Shen An had good manners in such matters, er, no, it was a little decent."

Shen An is also the term used most by Shen An, and even Han Jiang has been affected.

"Chen also felt ... Should I look at it first?" Fu Bi thought of something else, "This is to promote the New Deal, it's a good thing!"

Bao Zheng also came out to stand in line. "If you don't say anything, if this tabloid comes to Shen An, it will definitely make those people disgraced."

Thinking of the recent impeachment, Zhao Shu nodded, "Let him try."

He looked at it again, "He let me write an inscription, I think about it or not ..."

"Chen willing!" Han Qi immediately came forward.

Han is fearless.

Zhao Shu looked at him weirdly, "Alright."

"Your Majesty, what is the tabloid called?"

"Beijing newspaper."

Han Qi's face was instantly green.

There are all graves on Beimeng Mountain. Is this tabloid for the dead?

...

Or double the monthly ticket, ask for it.