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News of the complete recovery of Hexi was transmitted back to Tokyo in early April. Empress Dowager Liu asked Zhao Jie and hundreds of officials in the court to go to the Taimiao to pay homage.

In the name of Zhao Jie, he issued an edict to reduce the service fees for single-person, single-family households and female households this year. He also took out 300,000 yuan from the warehouse and asked the wise men to perform a hundred operas on various streets in the capital to increase the festive atmosphere.

When Empress Dowager Liu did this, she was naturally selfish, hoping to increase Zhao Jie's prestige among the people.

The wife of the Yu family who lives in Andingfang went out with a bamboo basket early in the morning. She had a beautiful face, a floral scarf wrapped around her head, her dress was simple, but her head and face were neatly clean, but there was a hint of worry between her slightly frown eyebrows.

She held a little boy of five or six in her left hand, and was wearing a braid that was so cute.

As soon as I walked out of the alley, the noise of the city came to me, the running carriages, hawkers selling along the street, children riding children on the willow-shaped road, and the guys who warmly greeted guests in front of the shop.

The wife of the Yu family held the little boy's hand tightly, for fear that he would get lost. At this time, the little boy looked at the street food and couldn't move his steps.

"Mom, I want to eat sugar dates."

"Huzi wants to be good. Mother has no money. After selling the cloth, she will have to buy medicine for your father. When my mother has money next time, would she buy food for Huzi?"

"Mom..." The little boy looked at Tang Zaoer reluctantly, looking very pitiful.

The wife of the Yu family felt sorry for her son, but she really had no choice. Hu Zi's father helped the Xizuosi transport goods on weekdays and could earn three or four yuan a month. In addition, she usually weaves cloth and sells cloth, and she can earn one or two yuan a month. Although her life is not well-off, she can always maintain it.

But when Hu Zi's father was on the boat to move goods a few days ago, he accidentally fell on the pier and broke his left foot. Now his family not only has no inputs, but also has to pay for medical expenses, and life has suddenly become more difficult.

Aunt Qiu, who bought candy dates at the intersection of the street, saw the Yu family's wife being embarrassed, so she wrapped a few candy dates in hemp paper and walked over to stuff them to Hu Zi.

"Come on. Hu Zi will take it and eat it."

Madam Yu refused embarrassingly: "How can this work? Auntie, I..."

Aunt Qiu smiled cheerfully and said, "Our neighbors. How can I not know if you have any difficulties? A few sugar dates will be given to Hu Zi for food."

"Auntie, you are a small business and life is not easy. No child is not greedy, so you can't always let him go."

"Eat Hu Zi!" Aunt Qiu stuffed sugar jujubes to Hu Zi, touched Hu Zi's sky-surge braid with a loving look on her face, then looked up and said to the Yu family's wife: "By the way, Hu Zi's father's feet are better?"

The wife of the Yu family suddenly felt sad and shook her head and said, "It's better, but I still can't go downstairs."

Aunt Qiu immediately criticized: "I'll just say it. Although the medicines in the Chen family's pharmacy are cheaper, their medical skills are not very good. You are greedy for cheapness and go to his house to see a doctor. What's the use of not being cured now? If you talk about bone cutting in Beijing to treat external trauma, hundreds of Caotangs are the best. You should go to Baicaotang early in the morning."

"I have advised Hu Zi's father, but Hu Zi's father is reluctant to leave..."

"Oh, by the way! Tomorrow is the day for free medical treatment in Baicaotang. Please help me watch the stall first. I will go back and ask my old man to help you line up and try to get a number for you..."

"Auntie! Auntie..."

After Aunt Qiu said that, she ran home in a hurry. The Yu family's wife called from behind, but she seemed to have not heard it. The Yu family's wife had to go to her stall to help watch.

When Aunt Qiu came back, Yuanyuan smiled and said, "Okay, my old man will go right away. Don't worry, you will definitely get you a free medical license plate."

"How can I trouble Uncle Qiu? I'll just queue up tonight."

"Look at what you said, what does our neighbors look after each other? Hu Zi's father helps us a lot on weekdays. You are a woman, and you will squeeze in with others at night like something. Besides, Hu Zi's father can't get out of bed. You're going to queue up, who will take care of your family?"

The wife of the Yu family thanked her repeatedly with tears in her eyes. Aunt Qiu saw the bamboo basket on her hand, so she asked, "My Lady Hu Zi, are you knitting a cloth and selling it?"

"Um!"

"I'll take a look!"

Aunt Qiu lifted the flower cloth on the upper layer of the bamboo basket, revealing a piece of blue cloth that had just been knitted below. The wife of the Yu family was skillful and skillful. None of the neighbors weaving cloth could compare to her.

Aunt Qiu praised a few times and suddenly said, "My mother, don't get such a good cloth to Zhao's cloth shop. Go to the tiles in the west. I heard that there are merchants rushing to collect fabrics these days. The price of a foot of cloth is four or five cents higher than before."

The wife of the Yu family was a little disbelief. How could such a good thing happen?

"Hu Zi's mother, you are either taking care of Hu Zi's father at home or busy weaving cloth. You are afraid you don't know what it has become outside, right?"

"What can it become?" The wife of the Yu family became even more confused.

"Look! I haven't heard of this? Tell you, I heard that Yang Xueshen in the court led his army to the west, and his power was like that of a bamboo. Anyway, he had won consecutive victories and took back thousands of miles of Hexi."

When Aunt Qiu talked about this, her face was full of energy, as if it was her son who led the troops to recover Hexi.

The wife of the Yu family asked curiously: "I have heard about Mr. Yang leading his troops to recover Hexi, but what does this have to do with us?"

"Why doesn't it matter? I heard from Mr. Zhang, who was reading the newspaper in Wazi, said that in the past, the Dangxiang people occupied Hexi, and the trade routes between our Song Dynasty and the Western Regions were not connected, and merchants could not trade and trade;

Now Mr. Yang has taken back Hexi. I heard that the number of caravans heading to the Western Regions is countless. Do you think this cloth has been promoted for several quotas? It is because after the commercial road is opened, the caravans are rushing to buy cloth and tea! They are going to ship it to the Western Regions for sale;

I heard that things are more expensive than gold when they arrive there. You are the one who has been blessed by Mr. Yang. How could this piece of cloth be sold for 20 to 30 cents more?"

"Really, auntie. Then I'll sell it with the cloth first!" The wife of the Yu family heard that she could sell it for 20 to 30 cents more, so she could not sit still.

"Go quickly, go quickly!"

The wife of the Yu family took the cloth she woven to the tiles in the west. Sure enough, the price rose, and she was skillful and the cloth she woven was better than others. The vendors rushed to ask for it, and the one-stop cloth was sold for thirty-six cents more than before;

This is a great thing for the Yu family, who is in a difficult time. The wife of the Yu family counted the copper coins she had and then counted them, and she was so happy that she almost burst into tears.

The people in the tile talked loudly about everything that Mr. Yang regained Hexi. Those who were reading the news were surrounded by several circles of people, and when they heard the wonderful things, they burst into warm cheers.

The Song Dynasty was still very free in its speech, and a kind of folk tabloid appeared in the market very early.

At first, part of the editor was the officials of the Jinzouyuan, part of which was the individual officials in the court and the owner of the book shops in the market;

They sold "the difference between the court and the memorials of the officials" that were not published or not allowed to be published in the court's residence, and a brochure was printed on the sunrise, and sold it privately.

Because this practice was suspected of leaking secrets, the court repeatedly banned it at the beginning and punished the editors;

However, because the Song Dynasty had a national policy of not using words or crimes, the punishment was limited, and it was impossible to kill tens of thousands of heads like a certain "Kang, Yong and Gan prosperous era" like a "Kang, Yong and Gan prosperous era".

Therefore, not only did this kind of tabloid not disappear, but instead banned more and more, and the court could only let it go;

Nowadays, there are many tabloids in various big cities. Editors, newspaper detectives (reporters), printmakers, newspaper sellers, and newspaper readers are all available, relying on this tabloid to make a living, and a complete industrial chain has been formed.

When smart businessmen see the huge role of this tabloid in information dissemination, they will spend money to advertise their own products in the tabloid;

Some even compiled a tabloid to promote their own products. It can be said that the tabloids have long been integrated into part of the lives of the people in the Song Dynasty.

The war in Hexi is naturally the content that these tabloids are rushing to report. The daily "headlines" must be related to the war in Hexi;

In order to increase sales, these tabloids made the war in Hexi amazing, and Yang Xueshi, who led his army to conquer Hexi, was even hyped by the tabloids that Huo Piqi reincarnated, even more than that.

There is a tabloid called "Si Shi Zhai Daily", which even vigorously explored Yang Yi's growth experience and analyzed his mental journey in detail. At the same time, the rumors that Yang was the rebirth of Huo Piqi, this "Si Shi Zhai Daily" provides exclusive arguments, with the following arguments:

Huo Qubing, male, is the son of the female slave Wei, a child of Pingyang Princess's Mansion, and Huo Zhongru, a minor official in Pingyang County. Huo Zhongru dared not admit that he had an affair with Princess Pingyang, so Huo Qubing could only come to the death as an illegitimate child. His father did not dare to admit that he was a illegitimate child, and his mother was a female slave again...

Yang Yi, male, whose real name is Li Yi, was born to Renhe County Magistrate Li Leran and the Outer House Yang family. Because the Outer House Yang family was a low-born family, he was not recognized by the Li family, and his son could not recognize his ancestors and could only become an illegitimate son...

After listing the "Si Shi Zhai Daily", people suddenly discovered that Yang Xueshi and Huo Piaoqi were both illegitimate children, and they also had a bitter childhood experience. They became famous at a young age, and were both good at fighting, and the same...

OK! The evidence is so conclusive. What do you think, if Mr. Yang is not the reincarnation of Huo Piqi?

There are many strange discussions in the wazi. Although the wife of the Yu family wanted to hear it, she was worried about her husband who was injured at home, so she could only leave in a hurry. When she walked to the wazi, she heard the butcher Zhang shouting: "It's selling meat, it's selling meat, the newly slaughtered fat pig, 80 cents a pound..."

Hearing this, the wife of the Yu family couldn't help but stop. In the past, pork never missed a hundred pennies, so why did it only sell 80 pennies today?

She looked at it and it was indeed fresh pork.

"Is this pork really only sold for 80 cents per pound?"

Butcher Zhang immediately shouted in a rough voice: "Hey, this has been sold for 80 cents for several days. Can you still cheat on you? If you want to buy it, hurry up."

Someone immediately interrupted, "Zhang Erzi, your meat is expensive for 80 mins. I heard that it is only 78 mins per pound under the Zhouqiao. Who are you? Who knows that after Mr. Yang recovered Hexi, he got countless cattle and sheep, and now the mutton is much cheaper. If you don't have the price of pork, who will still eat yours?"

"Hehe, haven't I just opened the market? Since I sell 78 ci at the foot of the Zhouqiao Bridge, I will sell 78 ci, so come on, let's talk about it if you want."

The wife of the Yu family touched her wallet. Thinking that since her husband was injured, she had no things to replenish her body, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Then how do you sell this bone?"

"This is enough for you to count thirty cents per pound!"

"Then you give me a pound."

Looking at the pound of thirty-five pieces of bone, the wife of the Yu family was filled with joy;

She suddenly realized that Mr. Yang’s recovery of Hexi was not related to these ordinary people;

Before she knew it, the recovery of Hexi had affected all aspects of their lives. She suddenly wanted to find someone to tell her feelings and wanted to say thank you to the scholar Yang whom she had never seen before. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!