Speaking of the location of Sibei Building, it is really good.

If it were normal times, some people might still be dissatisfied:

"Your building only entertains lowlifes. It's far away from our downtown Lin'an. What's the good thing?"

The good thing is that it is close to Qiantang Gate and next to Dali Temple.

Someone else said: "It's true that there is a lot of excitement outside Qiantang Gate, but what's the matter with closing Dali Temple? There are people inside who have committed serious crimes. Is it possible that they can still come to take care of your family's business?"<

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It is right to say this at any time, but it is wrong to say it in May of the 11th year of Shaoxing.

What's wrong?

If you take some time and take a look at the Twelve Gates of Lin'an, you will know something is wrong.

Ever since Prime Minister Qin... or should I say Qin Hui, since he was imprisoned, the emperor has sent out almost all the eunuchs in the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

From the beginning of the month to the end of the month, this news has spread throughout the Huaihe and Zhejiang provinces, Jinghu in Jiangxi, Guangnan in Fujian, and half of the territory under the jurisdiction of the Song Dynasty. Who doesn't know about this?

The speed is so fast that it even precedes the peace talks, and it is still spreading towards the west at a faster speed.

The consequences of this are...

Everyone in the world is rushing towards Lin'an City.

Yes, there is no exaggeration at all, I am talking about the people in the world who have received the news.

Some native southerners just forget about it and still think about their livelihood. They are content to just listen to the excitement.

But if there are people who come from the north to the south...the farmers will no longer plant the land, and the weavers will no longer weave cloth. Even the bandits who occupied the mountains in Xinzhou, Hongzhou, surrendered because of this.

Well... it actually allowed local officials to earn a lot of merit.

Some people even sailed north from Guangzhou and heard the news when they arrived at Mingzhou Port. They even abandoned their ships at the port, not caring about the high daily parking fees... There were more and more ships, which led to Mingzhou Magistrate Yu Yunwen.

I broke out in a sweat, so I had no choice but to send people south along the coast to inform everyone not to come back.

If you want to come, park the boat elsewhere, such as Shanghai Pu.

Yu Yunwen's move made the official who was promoted to Shanghai Affairs so angry that he scolded his mother. He had to be stabbed several times every day for a month, angrily blaming the Mingzhou prefect for his inaction.

Of course it is good to have more ships, but if there are too many ships and the entire port comes to a standstill, it is the same as having no ships.

Shanghai is not like Mingzhou. The parking fee collected is not enough for Han Jiajun on shore to drink for a day.

By the way, we can’t call them Han Family Army anymore. The officials don’t know what’s going on, so they have to change the names of each army.

There are no Han Jiajun and Zhang Jiajun in Lianghuai now. They are all called the "Right Han Army", and Wu Lin's tribe in Shu is called the "Left Han Army".

As for the Yue Family Army in Jingxiang... they are called the 'Han Army', unlike the previous two places, and they also have their bearings.

It's just a name change, and the commanding officers of each military have not changed. Compared with the previous reforms, it can be said that nothing has changed this time.

In the first year of Shaoxing, everyone was called the Shenwu Left Army and the Shenwu Right Army. In the fifth year of Shaoxing, they became the Front Guard Army and the Rear Guard Army. This time it was easier and they were directly called the Han Army.

The names were changed three times in ten years. If the three generals had not been promoted to Privy Council officials, no one would have taken this matter seriously.

On the other hand, the three generals were promoted to the Privy Council, and with the news that the peace talks were reached, the emperor's attitude was already quite obvious:

No more fighting.

If this war is not fought, it means that many people will not be able to return home.

You have to find someone to hate. If hating the emperor doesn't work, you can only hate Prime Minister Qin who has always advocated peace.

Including the Water Gate, the twelve gates of Lin'an City are really impenetrable. Although the guards at each city gate received instructions in advance to let everyone in, the scene of so many people gathering together was not possible except in the old Bianjing City.

Where have you seen these young Imperial Guards?

The investigation has been very loose. Even so, the people of the Infantry Division worked day and night, all gave up on Xiu Mu, and could only barely handle this task.

On the second floor of Sibei Building, Lao Wangtou looked at the crowded scene on the street, stroking his beard and grinning from ear to ear.

The location here is the best. You can have a clear view of the Fengbo Pavilion of Dali Temple from upstairs, so all the private rooms and tables were booked early in the morning.

In just one day, the little old man can earn a thousand taels of silver at least... What is getting rich overnight, and what is making money every day?

This is it.

In the past, if someone said he could earn a hundred taels a day, he would have scolded them for making fun of him.

Now some people say that he can earn a hundred taels of silver a day, but he still has to curse others. Cursing others is not good for him, and he is cursing him.

When it comes to this person’s fate, who can say with certainty?

After being poor for most of my life, I relied on my daughter to gain momentum.

Ji Wu, who was on the side, saw a lot of pretty ladies today. At this time, he felt his mouth was dry, so he brought himself a pot of tea from downstairs.

"Dad, what was the scene like today in Bianjing back then?"

Lao Wangtou smiled and said: "It's almost the same. It's just that Bianjing is bigger than Lin'an, so there should be more people."

"Good boy, there will be more than now!"

Only then did he notice that he had pointed the spout of the pot towards his mouth, and Lao Wang slapped him over:

"How dare you! You don't know how to drink water in the backyard. Do you know how expensive this tea is?!"

Seeing that he was still a little aggrieved, Lao Wangtou cursed again:

"What kind of fine chaff does the wild boar eat? This is prepared for my son-in-law. If you are a coward, go scoop out water and drink it yourself. Don't spoil things!

This thing is Xianglin Tea from Tianzhu Xianglin Cave under Lingyin Temple. I heard from the tea master that there is some kind of tea sage who specifically wrote about this thing.

After some hard talking, Lao Wangtou spent a lot of money to buy half a catty. He originally thought that he would use it to entertain his uncle when he came back.

But who knew that we would meet such a good thing.

Hearing that it was reserved for his brother-in-law, Ji Wu laughed out loud and wiped the mouth of the pot with his sleeve, which made Old Wang shake his head.

"Dad, you said Prime Minister Qin... Bah, this kid Qin Hui got into trouble this time. Is it possible that it was because of our brother-in-law's ability?"

After hearing this, Lao Wangtou immediately fell into thinking, and did not even notice the people coming behind him.

"It's very possible that my uncle is the prefect of Lin'an Prefecture after all. Although his official position is not as high as that of Qin Hui, he is very popular with the officials."

"Did you know that Emperor Taizong was the governor of Kaifeng back then? In terms of it, his position is not much different from that of my uncle."

Ji Wu's eyes widened: "Godfather, are you saying that my brother-in-law might become the emperor?"

As soon as Lao Wangtou took the teapot from Ji Wu's hand, he was so frightened that he almost dropped it on the ground. He couldn't help it anymore and cursed:

"I'm going to die because of your rotten mouth one day!"

Ji Wu finally realized that his brother-in-law's surname was Xin but not Zhao, how could he be the emperor?

It's just strange that it's been more than a month. No matter how busy she is with official duties, it's time for Wang Chan to return to her parents' home.

The laughter came from behind, and the two of them looked at each other, only to realize that several people had arrived at some unknown time.

The dwarf at the head...Ji Wu always thought he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

After clearing his throat, not sure if this person had listened to Ji Wu's crazy words, Lao Wangtou said:

"There is no space left. Please look for other places."

The short man cupped his hands and said: "Shop, you are looking for the word 'wealth' when you open your business. Today, your house has the best location. Please help me think of a way. I will just pay more."

After hearing what he said, Lao Wang paused and said:

"The guest officer is right. I just don't know which room you have chosen. I can go and tell you about it."

"But when we start talking ugly, if people don't agree, we have nothing to do. After all, we have to do it on a first-come, first-served basis."

The short man clapped his folding fan in his hand: "That's it!"

As he said that, he looked up the Sibei Building... and quickly made his choice:

"The one upstairs that faces the sun now... is a thank you to the store owner."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Lao Wangtou just shook his head:

"It's easy to talk about other things, but not that one."

"Why not?"

"If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. Guests should either choose another private room or choose another restaurant."

The dwarf rolled his eyes, took out a palm-sized bag from his waist, shook a piece of gold and dropped it on his hand, and handed it over to the old king:

"Is this feasible?"

Lao Wangtou said nothing, Ji Wu had already stood up:

"You are a bastard who doesn't understand! I've already told you that it won't work, so why are you selling so much money?"

"It's just such a small amount of money..." He looked at the gold and couldn't help but swallowed, "I have the nerve to pretend to be a wealthy gentleman, let's see what you can do!"

Hearing Ji Wu's scolding, Chaozi seemed to remember something. His face turned red and white, and it took him a while to swallow his breath.

There is no reason to have trouble with money, Lao Wangtou advised again:

"If you don't mind, sir, there is an attic on the top... But we have agreed in advance that my waiter will be with you later. If you can't accept it, then there is really no other way."

The dwarf sighed softly: "Then I'll listen to your arrangement."

Lao Wangtou took them upstairs and took a step outside. He remembered something again and carried the pot of tea. When he passed by the third floor, he gave the tea inside and then stepped out.

Instead, Chaozi saw the people in the bakery and said with a smile:

"Is that your son-in-law? Is he the prefect of Lin'an Prefecture?"

Speaking of this, Lao Wangtou couldn't help but feel proud: "The guest officer is also a discerning person, and he does see well."

The dwarf shook his head: "Shopkeeper, I heard that Xin Ciying was your Jinshi in the second year of Zhenghe."

"Indeed."
To be continued...