Chapter 109 The Merchant of Venice

"I had a dream last night."

Zuo Liangyu yawned and turned over from the bed to sit up.

The concubine brought him water to wipe his face. Hearing what he said was strange, she answered, "What did the general dream about?"

Zuo Liangyu raised his head and let it go. The concubine combed his beard, looked at the roof and said: "I dreamed that I put a hand into the mouth of a tiger..."

"Ah, this is a nightmare." The concubine said screamed.

Zuo Liangyu smiled bitterly and said: "The tiger held my hand in his mouth and turned it around before spitting it out... I know it was a dream, but the tiger held my hand in his mouth. When turning in circles, I even felt its rough tongue rubbing the back of my hand, and I could even smell the smell of blood coming out of the tiger's mouth.

So, you can call it a dream, or you can. Say he is real."

The concubine held Zuo Liangyu's head against her chest and whispered: "The general is a hero in the world, and the disaster will be over soon."

Zuo Liangyu whispered: "It's not that easy. We underestimated Yun Zhao too much in the past. We always thought that he was just a mediocre official. What's great is that he is a talented official.

Now, we are trapped in Tongguan by the Yun family. Who is the pig and who is the pig. He's a butcher, it's hard to tell."

"The general is a hero who has seen the world, and he will get through these difficulties."

Zuo Liangyu finished rinsing his mouth and stood guard. The soldier at the door said: "Pass the order, the officers and soldiers in the camp will not leave the camp without orders." Seeing the soldiers leaving, Zuo Liangyu looked at the armor hanging on the shelf and shook his head. : "A chaos that is rare in a century is coming.

It is not necessarily a bad thing for us to hide in Tongguan..."

Zhao Guoqiao looked at the brocade clothes and played with them in his hands Han Lingshan, who was wearing a huge night pearl, said: "The people of Tongguan need to live in their own homes. I also organized the people in the city to form a guard team to patrol Tongguan all day long.

Guanzhong was also opened. The merchant passage to Henan allowed the refugees from Henan to enter Guanzhong through Tongguan. However, the prosperity you mentioned did not come as expected."

Han Lingshan smiled and said: "The people are suspicious and timid. You have to give them time to test, and things will get better gradually."

Zhao Guoqiao said: "Okay, what you said about the common people makes sense, so Zuo Liangyu has already given instructions to his army. They are hiding in the military camp and cannot come out. How should we deal with these soldiers?"

Han Lingshan glanced at Zhao Guoqiao and said, "If Zuo Liangyu's military order works, what will happen to his subordinates?" You will no longer be called "bandits" by the people of Henan.

Your top priority is to turn Tongguan into an ordinary city so that the people can forget about this group of people under protected conditions.

Your previous evil deeds are also considered.After doing some things that killed chickens and frightened monkeys, I think the soldiers who ran out of the barracks did not dare to go too far. "

"I have done everything, what are you doing?

Han Lingshan tossed the luminous pearl in his hand and said, "I got some money and I want to go to the capital. If possible, I also want to go to Liaodong." "

Zhao Guoqiao frowned and said: "What should we do about things here?

Han Lingshan patted Zhao Guoqiao on the shoulder and said: "You are the chief of Tongguan, I am just a visitor and a passerby." "

He is a man who sits up and walks. After drinking all the tea on the table, he picked up his baggage and prepared to leave.

"You are dressed so well. . "Zhao Guoqiao sighed.

"This time I want to enter Henan as a rich man. After all, there are many people who look down upon others. "

"I mean there are a lot of bandits in Henan, and they like rich people. I don't want to accidentally eat steamed buns made of your meat when I go to Henan in the future. "

"I'm much smarter than you think. "

A string of carriages stopped beside the teahouse. Han Lingshan jumped on the carriage and sat on the grain cart in the middle. He clasped his fists and said goodbye to Zhao Guoqiao and others.

"Take it. On! "

Zhao Guoqiao used his foot to hook a long sheathed sword leaning against the wall, waved it and threw it to Han Lingshan and said loudly: "We can die in battle, but we cannot die in humiliation!

Han Lingshan caught the long sword steadily and laughed and said: "The world is so big, I, Han Lingshan, can travel freely. Tell the academy to keep my dormitory until I travel throughout the Ming Dynasty." After reading every inch of the land, I will come back and tell the junior brothers and sisters behind me what I have experienced.

Gone! ”

The wheels of the carriage turned slowly. Han Lingshan, dressed in brocade clothes, sat astride the sack, looking ahead, as if full of longing for the new journey to come.

A whole day Yaozhou porcelain was taken out from the kiln entrance one by one by the kiln workers. Some were put on shelves, and those with defects or cracks were discarded and smashed by the kiln workers.

Yun. Zhao was playing with a celadon backflow pot in his hand. This porcelain was flawless. Although the cyan glaze on the surface was not completely covered, the color gradually changed from green to light milky white from the body to the spout to the bottom of the pot. < /p>

The large peony pattern that is the favorite of Guanzhong people means wealth. No matter how you hold it in your hand, it is a rare treasure.

The most magical thing about this pot is its direction. When filling the pot, you need to fill it from the bottom. After filling it with water, turn the pot upside down. It will not leak and can be used normally.

In Yun Zhao's eyes, this is an extremely stupid and tasteless idea... ...For this idea, a pot has to go through three processes. Not only is the process complicated, but it also requires the most skilled craftsmen to make it.

Yun Zhao felt that in the hands of Ming literati, this pot would be perfect. The pot should be loved, but in the eyes of Europeans, they may not appreciate such a pot.

So, he put down the pot.Then he picked up the celadon made by Tang Ruowang, Luo Yagu and others according to the colors that Europeans liked.

Well, it’s very good. Not to mention it’s silly and thick, the complicated patterns on it make people look dizzy. When Yun Zhao saw a goblet, he fell in love with the aesthetic taste of Tang Ruowang and others. Great suspicion arose.

Because the pillar connecting the bottom of the cup to the top cup is a Roman column!

Looking at the way Luo Yagu was enjoying himself, Yun Zhao felt that these guys did it on purpose.

At least, the glassware they make doesn’t have so many ridiculous things.

“Ah, my powerful Lord of Lantian County, look at these delicate patterns. Each piece of them is full of vitality. If you use it to hold drinks, I think it will restore people’s youth. , It's like drinking from the fountain of youth."

"Do you think this thing can be sold at a good price in your hometown?"

"Price, my God, what are you doing at this time? Can we talk about money? This is art, this is a priceless treasure. "Since you think it is priceless, do you think it can be sold for a thousand livres? "(A.D. In French currency before 1700, one livre was one pound of silver)

“Oh, this may not be possible. In France, only counts and dukes can afford a thousand livres.< /p>

And those nasty vampires will not spend such a large amount of money on an art treasure. Believe me, they are all vampires."

"One hundred. A lifre?"

Luo Yagu shook his head.

"Fifty?"

Luo Yagu continued to shake his head.

"Ten?"

Luo Yagu said with some embarrassment: "They are vampires, real vampires. If you give them to them, they will be amazed. If you want to buy... "

Yun Zhao nodded, threw away the Roman cup in his hand and said: "In other words, he is worthless to me."

Luo Yagu jumped out of the scrap pile in horror. He picked up the broken cup and roared at Yun Zhao: "All nobles in this world are the same. You are all vampires and damn misers. Sooner or later, your disrespect for art will be ridiculed by your descendants. "

Yun Zhao chuckled and said: "You are right. My love for cannons now exceeds all works of art, including the one you made.

You should focus all your attention on the research of cannon medicine, instead of working on these things that cannot be sold for money.

Since you said you respect the contract, then complete the contract quickly. , so that I can send you back to your damp, dark, dirty, ugly, war-ridden Europe!”

Luo Yagu said angrily: “We are not slaves!”

Yun Zhao smiled and said: "Before I make you slaves, I think you should work hard to study. You have spent ten thousand livres on me over the years.Even though I was tired of it, none of the things they came up with made me feel fresh and new.

My patience has become very low. ”

Luo Yagu and Tang Ruowang whispered to each other, and all looked at Yun Zhao, as if they were looking at a demon.

They seemed to have lost their conversation with Yun Zhao With courage, he mounted his horse and headed back to Yushan.

Yun Yang found a huge water cup for himself from the pile of porcelain, held it in his arms, looked at Tang Ruowang and others who were leaving, and said, "Are you really going to put it in your hands?" Are these porcelains sold to Europe?

Yun Zhao nodded and said: "This is an attempt. Duoduo found us a Venetian businessman who is willing to use his wife, daughter, and son as pledge to take over our porcelain business."

In addition, this guy is willing to pay no fees for the first purchase and sale. He only hopes that we can send him a group of powerful Eastern warriors. "

Yun Yang licked his lips and said: "What is he going to do? "

Yun Zhao smiled and said: "It's just the story of "The Count of Monte Cristo" that I told you before.

However, Duoduo said that this Italian named Mario seems to be a nobleman who is full of hatred for Europe for some unknown reason. He is very credible! ”