Chapter 142 The Diary of Yuncheng International Students 1

Yuncheng County, the night when Liangshan heroes entered the city.

After saying goodbye to Zhou Mengde in front of the county government, Zhao Ze took Chao Fang, Li Yu and several other soldiers back to the Guanyin Temple on foot. The road was brightly lit and lively. The originally dead county finally came to life, and the houses on both sides of the street had already lived in Liangshan soldiers.

A team of people patrolling the city happened to pass by. Zhao Ze looked up and found that it was the subordinates of Gongsun He, the head of the second religion, because they had a red square scarf on their left shoulder, which was proposed by Zhao Ze after entering the city, in order to facilitate the management of their own people and horses.

Zhou Mengde's own army is a blue square scarf on his left shoulder, Gongsun He is red, and Zhao Ze's man's horse is black.

When they returned to the Guanyin Temple, more than a dozen of their own soldiers cleaned the yard and came out of the temple gate with buckets, basins and brooms. After seeing Zhao Ze, everyone immediately stood by the roadside and bowed their hands to salute.

Zhao Ze replied and told them that everyone had been working hard all day and was exhausted. After a while, he went to the Santan water bar of steward Li and had a good rest at night. There were still big things to do tomorrow.

As soon as everyone heard that there was wine, they immediately showed joy on their faces and thanked Zhao Ze in unison. After Zhao Ze entered the door, he quickly spread his feet and ran to a courtyard opposite the Guanyin Temple, which was the place where Zhao Ze hoarded grain and grass.

Guanyin Temple occupies a large area. After entering the door, after bypassing a large incense burner, there is a long section of Shinto. There are some unnamed trees planted on both sides of Shinto. There are more than a dozen Buddha statues in the shade of the trees. The wind and rain have cracked, and some fall into several sections in the grass beside the road. These Buddha statues look very decocious in the moonlight. Different.

However, Zhao Ze was not in the mood to watch the Buddha statues along the way at this time, or enjoy the beautiful moonlight and the deep ancient temples. He just wanted to take a few steps back to his room and let him lie in the soft quilt and sleep for a while.

When they were about to get home, Zhao Ze, Chao Fang and Li Yubai went back to their respective residences.

At the end of the Shinto, a large house appeared - the Daxiong Treasure Hall. On the left side of the treasure hall, there is a Zen room across a quiet path, and there is an oil lamp in the room.

This is the place where Zhao Ze stayed. He was supposed to clean up the Daxiong Hall in the middle, but there were already many visitors in this hall, no more than a hundred.

The personal soldier in charge of cleaning up the house immediately came to Shangguan Mei and asked, "Madam, there are more than a hundred wild cats in the hall. How to deal with them? Do you still want to chase them all?"

I've long been used to Shangguan Mei, who was called her wife. She blinked gracefully and smiled and said, "Forget, don't worry about them. We don't lack that house. Let's live in this Zen room with the five masters."

Maybe this is God's will. Shortly after the soldier left, Shangguan Mei found something strange in front of a corner of the Zen room. She reached out and knocked her hand. She only felt that it was empty and echoed. She said to herself, "Is it the place where the monk hides treasures? I'd like to see what's there?"

After a while, Shangguan Mei pried open the green brick on the corner of the wall and took out a brocade box from it. It was engraved with a beautiful pattern on it. The style did not look like a thing of the Central Plains. After opening the box, Shangguan Mei suddenly felt discouraged and said what the word was. It was in Sanskrit of Tianzhu, otherwise it could be in this Zen room. What are you hiding? Oh, I thought it was some kind of treasure. Shangguan Mei casually threw the brocade box on the bed and turned out of the room.

When I came back to make the bed at night, I thought of putting the box on the desk.

On the second day, Zhao Ze finally came back. After entering the room, he saw Shangguan Mei dressing up, wearing a pink placket long shirt. The body in her clothes was looming and seductive, which made Zhao Ze excited. He was about to take the opportunity to officiate Shangguan Mei. He only heard Shangguan Mei say, "Father, why did you come back so late? I It took a whole day for a man to clean up the broken temple and extinguished the poison according to what you said. How do you want to repay it?"

Zhao Ze held his jaw with one hand and thought about it. Suddenly, he had a plan and replied, "Why don't you lie on this bed and let me massage you? My husband's craftsmanship is very good."

Shangguan Mei spit out her tongue, made a grimace, and replied, "No, you and I'm not married yet. You can't touch me. By the way, I found a box in the corner of the wall this morning. There is a broken book in it. Look at what it is written. I think it's Sanskrit."

Zhao Ze said that I don't understand Sanskrit. Your husband is not a god. I can only speak three foreign languages at most, leaving aside a mother tongue.

Shangguan Mei curled her lips and said, "Don't talk nonsense with you. You can read the box on the book by yourself. If you don't want to read it, just throw it away." After saying this sentence, she continued to brush her eyebrows and wipe powder.

Zhao Ze saw that his treacherous plan failed to change the battle plan. He walked to the case, picked up a large brocade box on it, opened the lid of the box, and rushed to his face with a burst of ink fragrance, which was emitted by the green book in the box.

Taking a closer look, there are only two words written on the green book: Shimazu.

"Is this?" Zhao Ze wondered, "Is it the title of the book or the name of the person?"

A moment later, when he opened the first page, he suddenly understood that this was a person's name. No, to be exact, a person's surname, this person's surname is Shimazu, and his name is Sanzang.

This green book is the diary of Shimadzu Sanzo. The diary is as follows:

In the summer and July of the second year, I, Shimazu Sanzang, left the Shimazu family alone. After boarding the ship from Shanchuan Port, he came all the way to the Middle-earth Song Dynasty.

The sea ship Cross Pill carried the specialties of Samo and my people who traveled across the sea for half a month and finally arrived in Mingzhou, the south of the Yangtze River of the State of Song.

When I arrived in Mingzhou, I was shocked. There were large and small ships moored in the port. There were hundreds of huge ships. The white sails that covered the sky and the sun were dazzling, not to mention the business travelers of various countries who walked out of the sea, which was simply countless.

I stopped at the bow and watched for a long time. I was amazed at the tall and majestic city of Mingzhou, and the number of towers and arrow towers, which made Yunxia pale. Such a city is unimaginable in China. I guess it is only comparable to the imperial city of Kyoto.

Looking back at the port of Mingzhou, I saw several brand-new sea ships, which were beautifully decorated, not inferior to the rich merchant sea boats in the south of the Song Dynasty. There were as many as 40 oars alone. A wolf flag on the bow is fluttering in the wind. I don't know which country's flag it is. After asking the boatman on the shore, the Song boatman replied that this is the king flag of Liao. Every month, he will come to Mingzhou to sell leather goods and medicinal materials.

I suddenly realized that I praised the Song sailor for his wide knowledge. The boatman was very proud and asked me if I was from the East and Japan.

I answer: The name of our country is the country of sunrise, not Japan.

The boatman said angrily: Does the small country of Erfan dare to call itself the country of sunrise, and also pay attention to the country of my ancestors?

I shook my head and looked at Mingzhou City with a smile.

After entering the city, my family and I moved into the vassals. The officials of the vassals were very arrogant. Every day, they would scold us for not being unruly and causing trouble, reminding me not to be too indulgent or we would be killed.

I don't deny it. It's just that most of the people who accompany me are humble warriors who don't have much knowledge. It's really humiliating to be rude. As a translator of the Satsuma Domain, I certainly have an inescapable responsibility. After that, I scolded several people and threatened them that if they don't change their nature, they will definitely go back to China. In my family, whether I will let you wait to apologize in anger depends on your creation.

A few days later, my harsh scolding finally got the effect. These low-level warriors from the countryside no longer dare to talk nonsense and behave recklessly. I am very gratified and deeply feel that the words of the Samurai must be done.

After lingerling in the streets and alleys of Mingzhou for half a month, my people completed the transaction in the vassal city, and all the goods of the whole ship were sold. Mr. Komatsu was so happy to tell me that the Satsuma clan had made as much as 200,000 taels this month. I was quite shocked and hurriedly asked, "Sir, Satsama's fan, comb, screen, lacquerware, purple root, green taro, Na Are beans, miso, safflower, Kagoshima cotton, Seto-yaki and Mino paper worth so much?