Start with detective Li Yuanfang

Chapter 491 The God of Death Comes to the Great Song Dynasty

"This time 'Han Chunchun' was strong, and 'Han Chunchun' won. Her opponent was too far behind."

"This 'Luo Liuniang' and 'Sai Maung Duo' are almost the same, but 'Sai Maang Duo' will lose with 'regret'. Are there too many people betting on her to win?"

When Li Yan continued to comment on two games, and looked at Lin San again, the loyal servant was already in a cold sweat: "Erlang...I...don't dare to gamble again..."

Li Yan nodded slightly: "Ten bets and nine lies, don't take chances and think that you are different from others, there is really nothing different."

As soon as the words were finished, a figure suddenly rushed over, it was the imperial army who lost so badly: "Please pass on the secret to me, sir, Chen Wu is willing to serve you like an ox or a horse!"

Li Yan was expressionless: "The secret is not to gamble, are you willing to listen?"

How could Chen Wu be willing to listen? Just as he was about to plead, the Forbidden Army who recognized Li Yan's identity just snatched him up and dragged him away abruptly: "I'm bothering Xiao Lang!"

Li Yan's ears shrugged slightly, he eliminated the surrounding noises, and listened to the conversation between the two of them going away: "Brother Zhang... why did you stop me... I want to earn back the money... there must be a fake here... ..." "Shut up! Don't forget the last name of the owner of Happy Forest!"

The voice of Sapo disappeared quickly, and Li Yan raised his brows, his eyes fell on the side of the high platform, and he smiled and looked at the girl who was rushing towards the master.

Xiang's surname is indeed rare. Since Happy Forest is located in the prosperous inner city of Bianjing, it may really be related to the one in the palace. The background of this city is not small.

While he was looking at it, the winner of the fourth round was drawn on the stage. After a tense and hearty battle, "Sai Maung Duo" fell first, regrettably losing.

There were joys and sorrows in the audience, those who won the bets laughed wildly and looked extremely crazy, those who lost were swearing, their eyes were even red, and they even started to make noise.

Immediately, a group of burly men flashed out, subdued the guy who was about to make trouble, and dragged them outside.

Soon no one cared about this, and they were all paying attention to the fifth game. It wasn't until the sound of gongs and drums on the stage that the halftime break started, and everyone dispersed unsatisfactorily, discussing their favorite female stars in twos and threes, and analyzed logically The next probability of winning or losing.

Li Yan also felt that this trip was worthwhile. He watched the female slugging show for nothing, and he said to Lin San, "Let's go."

Lin San was languid after knowing the truth, but fortunately there was a shirt that warmed his heart. Now that the competition has come to an end, and it will take half an hour to prepare for the next match, he has lost his energy again, but he gritted his teeth and promised: "Erlang, I will never come here again."

Li Yandao: "Just remember today's lesson well, the more you say that, the more you will think about it, it feels like itching..."

Lin San scratched his head and said oh.

Just as he was talking, the figures in front of him appeared, but they were the group of imperial guards from the Beijing camp just now. The leader held a respectful attitude and clasped his fists and said, "Zhang Huan has met Xiao Lang, and he offended me just now. I don't know if it's possible?"

Li Yan couldn't help being startled when he heard his name, you ran to the wrong set, and looked at the group of forbidden soldiers who had sobered up, thought for a while and said, "Okay."

Zhang Huan was overjoyed: "Please!"

There are seventy-two hotels and restaurants in Bianjing, all of which are decorated with colorful sheds at the door, and the seats are as high as three or four stories, with a luxurious style.

That kind of consumption was not something that the guards could afford. They chose the wine shop in Happy Forest, called Huifeng Building, and the decoration inside was not bad.

Everyone went up to the second floor, and chose a seat by the window to sit down. The high platform could be seen from a distance through the window, but the distance was so far that the specific details of the hand-throwing could not be seen clearly, otherwise the business would definitely be booming.

Li Yan came to the table and sat on the stool, feeling a little emotional for a moment.

It was not until the Northern Song Dynasty that this kind of situation that later generations ate around the table appeared, but it was generally the choice of the middle and lower classes in society. In order to show their upbringing, high-ranking officials still sat on their knees and ate in their respective seats.

Li Yan still liked this kind of life-like feeling, and nodded slightly.

Zhang Huan observed carefully, and felt that this man had an indescribable bearing, which was more intimidating than those high-ranking officials he had seen, but it was impossible to think about it, and it could only be attributed to his superior martial arts.

Chen Wuze seemed to have recovered from losing money, raised his wine glass, and put his posture very low: "Lin Tijuan is a great gun, we have always respected him, and seeing you today, you are even more admirable, Chen respects you!"

Li Yan picked up the cup and drank it down: "Good talk! Do it!"

Chen Wu immediately felt respected, and exclaimed happily: "Quick! Serve some good wine, and cut a catty of fatty beef!"

Li Yan frowned slightly: "How can I eat beef?"

Zhang Huan said: "Xiao Lang, please rest assured, the imperial court does prohibit the killing of cattle, but they can sell the dead beef. The cattle in this wine shop died of exhaustion."

Chen Wuze muttered: "Don't you all do the work of slaughtering live cattle in private? If the officials don't pursue them, and the people don't raise them, who cares about the bird orders?"

Li Yan didn't say much anymore, but when the beef was served, when he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the meat, it seemed to hold the credibility of the imperial court.

This is Bianjing, at the foot of the emperor, the wine shop dares to take advantage of the loopholes of the court law, and the enforcement strength in other places can be imagined.

Everyone sat at the table to eat and drink, Chen Wu endured again and again, but he still couldn't hold back: "Dare to ask, my lord, is the prank just now fake?"

Zhang Huan's face changed slightly, and he gave him a hard look, while Li Yan said indifferently: "Since you asked this question, don't you already have an answer in your heart?"

Chen Wu gritted his teeth, drank a few glasses of wine, drunkenness returned to his head, and cursed angrily: "Poor me, I am already lowly when I was recruited into the army, and I was cheated out of money by that thieves, I can't express such a bad breath, I am really useless! "

Zhang Huan couldn't help scolding: "No one asked you to gamble. Who is to blame here?"

Chen Wu respected Zhang Huan very much, and did not dare to refute his words, his eyes turned red, and he said in a mournful voice, "I'm so useless, what can I do!"

Li Yan has been eating food calmly, without fluctuations in his heart, but he doesn't want to laugh either.

Many people think that the ancients tattooed their faces only after committing a crime. In fact, this is not true. In the old system of Song Cheng, late Tang and Five Dynasties, tattooing was required when recruiting soldiers.

The process of selecting soldiers is to first measure their body length with a wooden staff engraved with the size, then check their running and jumping movements, whether they can ride a horse, and finally test their eyesight.

Those who qualify will have their faces tattooed, and some will have their army numbers marked on their arms and backs of their hands to prevent them from escaping. Distribute the upper, middle, and lower imperial guards and Xiang troops.

Therefore, in the Song Dynasty, being a soldier was very humble, and doing business was more honorable than being a soldier. Later, because a large number of ruffian criminals filled the army, the reputation of a soldier was even more linked to criminals, slaves and craftsmen. People don't want to join the army.

Emphasis on literature over military, not only generals, soldiers are not good, Chen Wu's greed for alcohol and gambling is certainly a problem with his own character, but external pressure cannot be ignored. When a person loses dignity, his spirit cannot reach comfort. Often go astray.

Chen Wu's cries obviously resonated. The other guards sitting at the table fell silent, and even the leader Zhang Huan's eyes dimmed.

This is the social atmosphere, what else can Li Yan say, he can only eat vegetables.

In the last world, I ate too much mutton, and I got used to the smell of mutton. Now I eat beef, but it is not chewy. It tastes really good as an appetizer.

His gesture touched everyone.

The main reason is that if the silence continues, the food will be eaten up, so they hurriedly moved their chopsticks and drank heavily, and the atmosphere became warm again.

When they were parting, everyone clasped their fists together, without the sloppy touch they had before, with sincere smiles: "My lord is bold, he didn't treat us as outsiders, I'll appreciate it!"

As a bold young man who eats meat, Li Yan also cupped his fists: "Goodbye!"

He reconciled with Lin San who was waiting downstairs, and walked out with some thought on his brow.

Li Yan knew before that that in the Northern Song Dynasty, all kinds of contradictions had accumulated to a terrible level, but after all, it was not as good as his personal experience.

For example, the most commonplace question, the famous three redundant, redundant officials, redundant soldiers, redundant expenses.

What is the extent of redundant officials?From the most intuitive data, during the reign of Zhenzong Jingde, there were more than [-] officials in the Song Dynasty. In the reign of Renzong Huangyou, there were more than [-] officials. In the reign of Yingzong Zhiping, there were more than [-] officials. In the past year, it has doubled directly, and there are nearly [-] officials.

Note that this is a high-ranking official, not including officials like Song Jiang. The terrifying number of [-] is no surprise than any previous dynasty.

That's why Lin Yuanjing was able to easily find a ninth-rank official background for his son even though the Lin family was not doing well, because there were too many officials and they were worthless, which was in stark contrast to the difficulty of becoming an official in the Tang Dynasty.

The number of officials is exaggerated enough, and the salaries on the surface have used up [-]% of the finances, and the number of redundant troops is not too much. The army of the Northern Song Dynasty had as many as [-] people, of which [-] were the forbidden army. Twenty thousand.

The instructor of the [-] Imperial Army, they underreported...

The point is, the million-dollar army supported by the imperial court swallowed up more than [-]% of the financial expenditure. Its combat power is hard to describe. It is very exciting to eat empty wages. It is called a million. If it is really pulled out, will there be [-] yuan? There is a big question mark. Among the [-] people, how many are worthy of a fight is another big question mark.

In order to reduce the huge military expenditure, fifty years ago, Pang Ji, the Prime Minister of the Renzong Dynasty, presided over the arduous task of disarming [-] troops. In order to firmly agree, Pang Ji also issued a military order. Willing to die.

Looking at Sima Guang in the Chinese textbook, he also muttered about governing the world, but he never proposed disarmament and cost saving. He didn't have the guts to move these real interests. He just asked the officials to save and save. It is also famous all over the world, admired by scholar-bureaucrats, and has a standard Qingliu style.

In comparison, Pang Ji, a practical and capable minister, was later hacked into Pang Taishi, but it was too offensive. It was still in the Renzong Dynasty. After Wang Anshi's reform, the contradictions further intensified.

Regarding those new coup laws, who is right and who is wrong, I don't know how long they have been arguing, and it is difficult for Li Yan himself to give an accurate answer.

But at this time, he was walking in this happy forest, on one side were the imperial guards of the Beijing camp who were drunk and dreaming of death, and on the other side were the female sumo wrestlers who were gambling and carnival.

See the big in the small, and look at this bustling city again, it feels different.

But at this moment, Li Yan's footsteps stopped.

The talent in the status bar ushered in a long-lost change:

【Apprentice Reaper (effective)】

(End of this chapter)