Wushan is not high.

"Why are you so short?"

Wang Rong looked at Wu Shan in front of him with his hands in his arms and said, "A few years ago, Ouyang Xiu wrote a story about the beautiful hall, so Wu Shan became famous in the capital. Today it seems that this is the case."

The sky was slightly dark, and Mount Wu was lush and lush. I climbed up the steps, and the cool breeze was coming, and I couldn't help feeling relaxed and happy.

Feng Jin, the magistrate of Hangzhou, took the lead in front of the side, and said a few words to Chen Ang from time to time, but his face was not very good-looking.

He turned around and looked at Wang Yun with a calm expression, with a little coldness on his serious face.

"This one is..."

Hangzhou is a big province, and Feng Jin also served as a maritime envoy, which is probably equivalent to the mayor of Hangzhou in later generations and the general manager of Hangzhou customs and ports.

Feng Jin, who is in power, naturally looked down on the arrogant Wang Rong, so his tone was not very good.

Chen Ang whispered: "The yamen of Wang Anshi's family, I'm here this time just to see the world."

"I see!"

Seeing the world is nothing, Feng Jin's face looks a little better and said, "Young people should be humble."

Wang Rong was stunned. After glanced at Chen Ang, he bowed and said, "Yes, what Feng Zhizhou said is very much."

He looked very sincere, and Feng Jin's mood suddenly improved.

How should people show their authority?

It is a good idea to teach the backwards.

Young man, how did I do back then...

Young man, I have eaten more salt than you have eaten. I have walked more bridges than you have walked.

Then Feng Jin talked about his study experience back then, probably because he was hanging his head, stabbing his thighs, and being extremely intelligent, so he stood out.

Seeing him talking excitedly, Chen Ang couldn't help but smile bitterly in secret.

You said you were smart in front of Wang Rong...

That kid looks honest now, but he is very depressed in his bones. If you think he is a little white rabbit, then he will be fooled by you.

After going up the mountain, there were more than a hundred people in front of Youmei Hall.

These people were originally making noise, but when Feng Jin appeared, they immediately kept silent and laughed.

There are not many people who can change their minds and treat people with food, but there are only three types of people: one is a businessman; the second is a thug; and the third is an official.

"I've met the governor."

Feng Jin nodded and said lightly: "I have summoned you to come here today to welcome the envoy from the capital... the Promotion Officer of the Ministry of Revenue of the Three Divisions... Chen Ang."

Chen Ang bowed and said, "I'm sorry for you today."

These are all maritime merchants who are seeking life in Hangzhou, either going to the market, supplying goods, or buying goods...

"I've met Mr. Chen."

Feng Jin looked at the sky and said, "It's not hot today, just take a walk outside."

Everyone said yes, and some said, "There are many strange stones on Ziyang Mountain, so you can see them."

Feng Jin nodded slightly, and the group surrounded him and Chen Ang.

Wang Rong fell at the end, seemingly careless, but he was observing the behavior of these merchants.

Businessmen value profit!

This is a truth that has never been easy for all ages. How can these businessmen do it according to their pre-thinking ideas? This is not an easy thing.

Enjoying the scenery along the way, and finally standing on the top of the mountain, Feng Jin's clothes blown by the wind roared and said happily: "Can you remember this scene with poetry?"

The merchants looked at each other in a glance, and finally wrote a few sour words, which made Feng Jin shake his head and sigh: "I'm ignorant!"

For businessmen, Feng Jin is their Shangguan, who holds their power of life and death, so flattery is a must.

After some flattery, Feng Jin's face cleared a little. Seeing Wang Rong dazed beside him, he said, "Do you have any young people?"

Wang Yun pointed to the foot of the mountain and said, "Wushan is the remnant of Tianmu Mountain. It breaks into the city, left lake and right river, front street and back market, and is completely visible. This is a place with a beautiful appearance in Hangzhou."

He glanced at Feng Jin and nodded slightly: "This place has a wealth of treasures and a brilliant place. But I came here for a few days and also went to the dock..."

At this time, the river is vast and the sea boats can sail directly. When you look at the top of the mountain, you can see countless sails.

"I have been looking at it for a few days and found a problem."

Wang Rong said lightly: "There are many ships coming, but few ships going out. Those foreign merchants made a lot of money here, but the Song Dynasty lost money. What should I do?"

The merchants were a little embarrassed, and some said, "I'm afraid that Xiao Langjun doesn't know the dangers overseas. If he encounters strong winds, a fleet will sink to the bottom of the sea, and the corpse will remain!"

There were also many people going out to sea at this time, but there was no grand scene of sails in the later period.

Someone frowned and said, "The Dashi merchants control the farther channel. They refuse to say that we can't wait!"

"The sea is so big that people who have never been there can't imagine it. The smoke and waves are vast, and the sea water is still at the end of your eyes, and you are at a loss. If you don't have a chart, you will go out to sea... No one can come back alive."

“Where is the star-shaping technique?”

Wang Yun asked: "There is Si Nan, who cooperates with Si Nan to go to sea and try to move along the coast as much as possible, and can always explore new places."

Si Nan, also known as the compass, was taken back by the Dashi merchants in China and later spread to Europe.

The merchant is the messenger at this time, communicating with all parties and conveying various knowledge.

The Dashi merchants were the best messengers. They traveled around the world by boat, gathering huge wealth and spreading knowledge everywhere.

The merchants were a little embarrassed. At this time, the maritime trade had not reached its peak, and there were not enough outlaws.

But Wang Yun, a young man, said this, which stimulated them a little.

Someone said, "Young people say this is a bit inappropriate, and Feng Zhizhou hasn't even spoken yet!"

Feng Jin frowned at the side, looking unhappy, which is why the merchants dared to question Wang Rong.

The magistrate is the boss. What kind of costume are you, a young man?

Feng Jin said unhappily: "In the founding of the Song Dynasty, Emperor Taizong sent people out to attract merchants from various countries, which gave many benefits, which led to the prosperity of the Three Divisions today. If the merchants of the Song Dynasty flocked to sea to grab the business of the big cannibals, it would not take long for the big cannibals to develop resentment..."

Wang Rong smiled and said, "Is Da Song scared them?"

The Song Dynasty was afraid of people from Liao, people from Xixia, people from Jiaozhi, but they were not afraid of being a big cannibal.

Feng Jin turned around, "How can he be so sharp to the outside world? It's ridiculous!"

China's foreign policy has basically undergone several rounds of changes, from the toughness of the Han and Tang Dynasties to the weakness of the Song Dynasty, which is basically related to the value of force.

During the Han and Tang dynasties, martial arts were at their peak, and the messengers who went out were all coquettish.

What? You dare not listen to the big man? Kill you!

The missions of dozens of people dare to rampant in foreign countries. Behind this toughness is the strength of the army. The consequence of the strength of the army is the strength of the people's self-confidence.

Be good, or you will kill me!

This is the starting point of foreign policy during the Han and Tang dynasties.

Everyone, sit down and talk. If you don’t have it, do business. If you have money, you will make money!

This is the foreign policy of the Song Dynasty.

When he was in Bianliang, Chen An gave this policy an image metaphor: a turtle with a head-shrinking head.

In Shen An's opinion, China has never been the kind of person who swallows his anger, but when his force is not good, he can only choose to be weak.

However, the weakness of the Song Dynasty was somewhat like a self-destructive martial arts. Their vigilance and suppression of warriors made foreigners laugh, thinking that such self-harm was really too funny.

To rebuild confidence, if you want to change this situation, you must use benefits to tempt it.

The merchants were a little annoyed and felt that Wang Yun was talking too much.

"This one is..."

But the merchants' caution made them ask Wang Rong's identity first.

Chen Ang kept watching, and at this time he coughed dryly and said, "This is the yamen of Wang Jinggong's family."

After rejecting Zhao Zhen's multiple appointments, Wang Anshi's reputation rose sharply and is no longer Wu Xia Ameng.

"I've seen Yanei."

The merchants bowed their hands, but their voices were a little uneven.

This is contempt.

This is Hangzhou, not Bianliang, and Wang Anshi couldn't reach his hand, so the merchants were not interested in paying attention to a yamen.

Wang Yun smiled and Chen Ang said, "I am traveling to the south, and Yuanze is someone's helper."

Feng Jin's eyes turned cold and asked, "The Maritime Bureau has complicated affairs. Since you are here to inspect on behalf of the official, you can go as long as you are busy with some business, so you will not be with you."

For those who come to inspect, the general routine is to treat delicious food and drink, play in brothels, swim in attractions, and finally give some benefits before leaving.

Today, Feng Jin brought them to Wushan to have fun. There were some shows later, but Feng Jin was impatient.
To be continued...