Chapter 48 White Fox

As the "Preface to the Tengwang Pavilion" says, "Ten-Princes" are all the best friends. The Tang Dynasty bureaucrats have a legal holiday every ten days, and they don't have to go to the yamen to work on the tenth, twenty or the end of the month. In addition, there are more than twenty holidays on nearly fifty days.

Today is April 20th, so all the civil and military officials in the court were relaxed, and Xue Chongxun also planned to take a leisure day.

Although he had strangely matched official titles such as Minister, Military Administrator, General, etc., his most substantial identity was a royal relative, and he was less restricted by the official rules and regulations. If he wanted, he could absent from work every day and no one would care about it...

Just having real power in your hands allows you to do a lot of things, so you still have to deal with a lot of serious things in your daily life.

In contrast, the two brothers of the Wu family are truly relaxed and happy. The free and elegant Wu Dalang is full of love and love, and his hobby is to collect various poems, calligraphy, paintings and beauties; Wu Erlang often plays polo at Xuanwu Gate or at home, and when he is empty, he goes to his elder brother Wu Dalang to play women for free.

In addition to the throne, the two brothers also have the position of General of the Sixteen Guards, but for them, they just have a title that is not useful at all.

Everyone was not at work during holidays, so Xue Chongxun was going to take a day off at home and got up in the morning to practice martial arts early in the morning and sweated all over the morning.

Then after taking a shower, while sitting in the cottage by Tingyu Lake drinking tea, the housekeeper Xue Liu talked about the matter, saying that Meng Xiaoyu, a singer from the brothel in Shuiyun, came to the mansion yesterday and arranged for the teaching workshop in the front yard to guide the female slaves in the mansion to play, sing and dance.

Xue Chongxun slapped his forehead and remembered this: Last time he told Zhang that he met Meng Xiaoyu while having fun in Shuiyun. He asked her if she would like to go to the mansion to teach singing and dancing. When she came back, she told Xue Liu about this, and now she finally got it done.

He didn't ask how much it cost to buy Meng Xiaoyu. Anyway, Xue Liu was in charge and Sun's financial management was managed, so he didn't need to ask about it personally.

When Xue Liu mentioned Meng Xiaoyu, Xue Chongxun remembered that the Tang Dynasty version of the talented prostitute came. Unfortunately, the process and ending were not as romantic as the opera story, and it was full of greed and false feelings.

He pondered for a moment and stood up and said: There is nothing left and right, I'll go over and take a look.

So Xue Chongxun and the housekeeper left the inner house and went to teach the house slaves.

As soon as I arrived at the ground, I heard a sound of silk and bamboo. Meng Xiaoyu started her job the next day after she arrived at the mansion yesterday and was indeed dedicated.

Looking at the sound, Xue Chongxun walked into a wing room facing east and west, and saw that there were indeed more than a dozen young ladies sitting in the room, Meng Xiaoyu playing the pipa in the middle to demonstrate.

Xue Chongxun thought to himself: After teaching these people, guests can call them out to sing and dance to cheer them up if they have banquets in the house in the future.

They all know Xue Chongxun. He went home every day to live in the house, so the slaves naturally became familiar with him.

Seeing Xue Chongxun coming in, the little girl stood up and bowed her knees to salute. Meng Xiaoyu also stopped her fingertips. She was very courteous when she met, but her smiling expression made people feel friendly.

After counting on his fingers, Xue Chongxun has known this singing girl for several years. The intimate feeling of meeting her is exactly the same as the ancient poem: Clothes are not as good as new, and people are not as good as old.

Even if it's just a singing girl.

Xue Chongxun asked casually: No one has ever taught singing and dancing since they entered the mansion. Is it difficult to teach?

Meng Xiaoyu smiled and said: When I first saw them, I saw that they were so old and the youngest was over teenagers. I was worried that it would be too late to teach now; but after trying it in the morning, I found that everyone has a good foundation... It turns out that it is a family of kings and princes, and even Nuer is studying and practicing calligraphy?

Xue Chongxun said: They were not slaves before, but relatives of the former prime minister. They grew up well in their childhood, and naturally had a better foundation than ordinary women.

oh?Meng Xiaoyu couldn't help but look back at the little ladies, and they all lowered their heads in shame.

Those who have been prime ministers participate in the plot to rebel, and the family fall into such a situation, with the wealth and poverty impermanence.

Meng Xiaoyu looked a little sympathetic, and then changed the subject and asked: What song does Xue Lang want to listen to?Now I can sing to you anytime.

She had a spring breeze-like smile, and it was so comfortable to see her. The plain white shirt and skirt on her body were fresh and elegant, just like a little white rabbit running out of spring.

She was like a soap pot again, which could cleanse the dust in Xue Chongxun's heart and make him feel the sunshine.

His mood suddenly improved. He sat down on the chair, turned his head and thought for a while, and said: I will teach you a song, and you can sing it to me.

OK.

Meng Xiaoyu laughed, and then frowned slightly after a moment, saying, "Xue Lang once taught me a song, but I have forgotten it if I haven't sang it for a long time... Because there are so few people who listen to such songs, no one wants to listen to them when singing between the water and clouds. Later, my mother told me not to sing.

Xue Chongxun smiled and said: Qu Gao and Wu.

Meng Xiaoyu smiled with her mouth covering her mouth, looking disapproving.

However, since Xue Chongxun is interested in such a strange song, Meng Xiaoyu is also happy to try fresh things...

In the past, I had to sing songs that most people had to be sung in Shuiyun, but now I just need to let Xue Chongxun like it alone, but it seems a lot easier.

So Xue Chongxun taught another modern song. He thought with some bad taste: It is really a magical and interesting thing to listen to songs from a thousand years later in the 8th century Tang Dynasty house.

Fortunately, Meng Xiaoyu has a talent for music. As long as she is a tone of the voice that can be pronounced, she can probably learn and understand it thoroughly.

She learned it twice and wrote down the lyrics, then adjusted the pipa accompaniment, and sang it in a very good voice: ... When I loved you, you were studying hard as if you were poor; when you left you, you were on the wedding night.Can you dance another dance for you? I am the white fox you released thousands of years ago, just for the review when you left...

……

Meng Xiaoyu held the pipa and lowered her head, and she could see that her expression was dim.

After Xue Chongxun thought about it, the protagonist of the lyrics who studied hard in the lyrics was a scholar, and Xiao Heng was also a scholar.

She did not ask Xiao Heng's whereabouts in front of Xue Chongxun, but Xue Chongxun could feel that she could remember...

He locked Xiao Heng into the dungeon and cruelly let him starve to death.

After a while of silence, Xue Chongxun sighed as if nothing had happened: What I remember most about our affairs is the City God Temple.

Um.Meng Xiaoyu responded softly.

Xue Chongxun said: I remember that the first batch of banknotes printed by Qian Xing of the Ministry of Revenue were sent to the mansion. Now they can be spent. Why don’t we go to Chenghuang Temple to give the money to homeless people?

What is a banknote?Meng Xiaoyu's attention was diverted and she asked curiously.

Xue Chongxun asked his followers to take a stack of banknotes. After receiving them, he handed over a few pieces to Meng Xiaoyu and said: It took me several months to accomplish this and I can use it as a money... Liu An, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, was conceiving the reform of the "Two Tax Law" several years ago. At first, he thought that this method was a good tax strategy for the current situation of land mergers, but I knew it would definitely cause a situation where "money is heavy and material is light", and thus form a classical financial crisis of "money shortage".The issuance of paper money can solve this hidden danger well, and the economy of the Tang Dynasty will get better and better.

Meng Xiaoyu obviously understood it half or not, but she understood that Xue Chongxun had foreseen the national affairs many years later. She intuitively felt that the husband in front of her was a capable man in governing the world, which should allow more people to have food and clothing, so she looked at Xue Chongxun with admiration.

When Xue Chongxun was looked at by such a pure little girl with such a look, she felt very good.

Meng Xiaoyu took a few pieces of green paper in her hand and looked around for a while, staring with her beautiful big eyes and said: If someone takes these pieces of paper to sell me things, I don’t want to.

What if you take them to exchange silver and copper coins at major monetary shops, and one piece can be exchanged for one piece?Can it also be used to pay taxes and purchase salt, grain, silk and other items handled by the government?

Meng Xiaoyu looked surprised, but she did not doubt what Xue Chongxun said. He said that if he could change it, he would definitely change it.

Xue Chongxun smiled confidently, pointed to a piece of green paper and said: The number on it is one, the first banknote has a collection value, and it will definitely increase by hundreds or thousands of times at some point in the future.If Xiaoyu collects this one, it will be much more cost-effective than saving a few ingots of gold in the box.

Will it be worth a thousand pieces in the future?Meng Xiaoyu happily talked.

Believe me, it will be sold at a high price in the past few years.

Then I will accept it with a smile... Meng Xiaoyu smiled mischievously.

The two of them joking for a while, and took a stack of green paper money to go out in the car...

Such a good deed is useless to Xue Chongxun, but it is different to do such a clean thing with Meng Xiaoyu, and you can get a kind of spiritual pleasure.

Because she had no idea how many bad things Xue Chongxun had done, she could have a feeling of self-paralyzing by doing good with her.

However, the dilapidated yard behind the City God Temple is different from before. Last year, Xue Chongxun joined forces with the benevolent and righteous rich people to build a Jishan Hall here, but the funds are limited and they can only accept elderly homeless people.

Later, some wealthy people in Chang'an City often set up porridge sheds outside Jishan Hall to provide some free food to beggars, so the place became lively, and hungry and cold people like to gather behind the Chenghuang Temple.

And at this time, there was another good thing, and someone actually paid money.According to the rice price, you can buy more than a dozen buckets of corn with a shred of money, which is also a considerable amount of money for ordinary people.

Such banknotes were the first time they were released in the public. Naturally, some people didn't believe it and they were teasing them. Xue Chongxun had to let his slaves explain and promote them, so that people could get them to the money shop to exchange them.

Anyway, it was given for free, and I didn't want anything from them, so those people naturally wouldn't refuse. Moreover, the banknotes were black in color but the workmanship and printing were more exquisite.

At this moment, a scholar in his thirties grabbed a beggar and took out ten strings of copper coins from his pocket to change the banknotes in his hand.

The beggar shouted happily: Hey!It can really be exchanged for money!