Yang Jin Enters Beijing

Three taels of silver a month is not a reward from Basang, but it is indeed my wages.Basang arranged for me to work in his yamen.

I have never understood the official system of the Tubo Dynasty, but I think Basang's official position may not be small.

Because all that comes and goes with him is silver. If one tael of silver and ten yaks are used to calculate, sometimes a sum of money that comes in and out is tens of thousands of yaks.

There are also many people working for Basang, with different divisions of labor.What I did under Basang was some transcription and calculation.

It's not a big deal, but it didn't go very well at first.Because other people who work under Basang are dressed in brighter clothes. If I saw such people in my hometown, I would kowtow and call them masters.

Those people look down on me, they never talk to me, and they don't allow me to sit with them when eating.

In the first month, when I ate almost every day, I squatted in the corner outside the house with my rice bowl to eat by myself. This treatment reminded me of Gesanghua in my family.I can really feel what it feels like now.

On the last day of the first month, I got three taels of silver as promised.Three small 'stones' shining like moonlight are lying in my palm, and I feel like crying when I look at them.This is [-] yaks. If I work here for a full year, I can earn almost twice as much yaks as my doctor.

Suddenly I wanted to laugh again. Thirty yaks were in my palm, safe and sound. I am a strong man!

Feeling dumbfounded, I went to Master Basang to ask for leave and go home, but Master Basang happened to be away, and another manager allowed me.Although the steward didn't bother to talk to me, he was one of those attendants who accompanied Mr. Basang to deliver the pasture, so he still had some sympathy.He waved his hand casually at me, which was a promise.

Holding my thirty yaks tightly in my hands, I walked out of the office where I worked, and soon I knew that these thirty yaks were not safe.

As soon as I walked out holding them, two men rushed over, pushed me to the ground, pressed me on top of me, and broke my hands hard, trying to snatch my silver.

I called for help loudly, but no one came out to help me even though the yamen was not ten steps away from me.

Those two men were stronger than me, and I was pressed to the ground by them and couldn't move, but I refused to let go, my hands were almost broken and I didn't let go.

These two men started punching and kicking me.

I still don't let go.

"I want to buy a yak for one tael of silver, and I want a cow for ten yaks. I will give it to Jamba, and Jamba won't have to worry about the tribute."

"The second tael of silver I want to buy a good bow for Tsering. With a good bow, he will be able to hunt more easily and will not be injured again."

"For the third tael, I want to take Danzhu, Dawa, and Mei Duo into the city, and buy a flowered cloth for Danzhu. She has never worn a flowered cloth dress in her life. Buy a Gawu for Mei Duo, and the girl wants to wear a Gawu." Wu, Mei Duo is five years old and hasn’t worn Gawu yet. Buy a knife for Dawa, with patterns on the handle..."

I shouted at the top of my lungs, and I didn’t know when there was no movement on my body. I opened my eyes, and there were already gold stars in front of me. Salivating, beckoning to the other, the two turned around and left.

Covering the bleeding wound on my head with my robe, I struggled to get up from the ground. Although I was in pain all over, my money was still there. When I turned my head, I saw a few familiar faces protruding from the yamen. Looking at the past, he quickly shrank back.

I didn't care about them, just hugged my silver tightly, and staggered out of the city, continuing to mutter in a low voice, "One tael of silver is for a yak, two taels of silver is for a bow, and three taels of silver is for Danzhu." ..."

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I couldn't buy anything with my first salary, and I couldn't take Danzhu and the children into the city. I lay in bed for several days.I can only let Qiangba go to Mr. Basang for me to talk about the affairs in the yamen.

Basang didn't blame me, he even came to see me once, and brought Mei Duo a beautiful Gawu inlaid with agate stones, and Dawa a short knife with patterns on the handle and scabbard .I think he heard about that day too.

After the injury recovered and I was able to go back to work, the attitude of the people in the yamen seemed to be different. Although they still ignored me, they didn't drive me to the corner anymore.I probably feel sympathy for people like me who want money but don't care about life.

Time flies like flying, and in the blink of an eye, in May, Tubo ushered in the annual Linka Festival.

Our biggest festival in Tubo is 'Luosai', which is the Spring Festival in Tubo. However, during the Losai Festival this year, our family was still wandering on the way to Luoxie, so we missed it, but even if we didn't miss it, there was no festival at that time. Mood.

It’s different now. Now we are in the largest and most prosperous capital of Tubo, and I have a good income. The yaks that escaped from the death of my family have also started to give birth, so the whole family is very happy. Let’s celebrate This time Linka Festival.

The Linka Festival is said to commemorate Guru Rinpoche’s slaying demons. We will set up tents in a place with dense trees, serve highland barley wine, butter tea and various delicacies, and sing and dance while eating and drinking.We usually celebrate this festival for a whole month.

Because of the festival, some of the streets are more prosperous.

The number of merchants from the Central Plains has increased, and they are selling all kinds of strange, strange, useful and useless things in the street market.

On weekdays, serfs such as Chaba and Duiqiong are not allowed to enter the city without following their masters. fur, medicinal materials, and mountain products in exchange for the daily necessities they need, such as salt and tea.

The whole Luoxi city is bustling with people everywhere.

However, in this bustling excitement, I also saw a lot of injustice.When I go in and out of the Yamen, I occasionally go to the market, and I often see herdsmen holding a whole piece of high-quality leather, but the Han merchants are only willing to exchange him for one or two needles, or a pinch of salt.If the herdsmen felt that it was unfair and wanted to argue, the Han businessman would push him away roughly, "I won't sell you, go away." The herdsmen had no choice but to humbly beg for an exchange.

I think what Basang said is right, we need to open the market, and set a reasonable price in the market, so that our good things will not be sold cheaply.

But festivals are festivals after all. For such a grand festival, our whole family has to go to the city to buy holiday supplies.

On the day of Linka Festival, that is, the [-]th day of May, I finally got my second month's wages again. This time, our whole family must go to the city.