Hu Xueyan
Hu Xueyan (Chinese: 胡雪岩; 1823–1885), also known as Hu Guangyong, was a notable businessman in China during the latter Qing dynasty. He was active in banking, real estate, shipping and Chinese medicine. He was involved in the salt, tea, clothing, grain as well as the arms trade. He is most notable for being the only person of the merchant class in the Qing dynasty to be awarded a red-topped hat, a rank indicating an officer of second grade (二品; Èr pǐn) by the Qing imperial court. He was also one of the few people who were given express permission by Empress Dowager Cixi to ride a horse in the Forbidden City, which at the time was a superior privilege.
Biography
Born in 1823 in Jixi County, Anhui Province, in 1837, the 14-year-old Hu moved to Hangzhou to be apprenticed to a private bank which would later become the foundation of his Fukang Bank (阜康錢莊). Through a series of events, at 26 years of age, he became friends with a local salt magnate, Wang Youling. He borrowed 500 taels of silver in bank drafts to help Wang run for office. This would cement Wang as Hu's political ally, a relationship that Hu would lean on during his rise to wealth.
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Highway One
by: Slim DustyI gotta itchin’ shoes and a dose of the blues this
morning,
A simple story too beer and fun,
I won’t feel so bad when I'm back in the cab an' I'm
movin',
Headin’ out on the Highway Number One.
When I left my mates I was feelin' great I remember,
We were full of noise and ready for the run.
I didn't think I had too much drink so it shows ya,
Oh it must be the sleep that brings a man undone.
Heading interstate with a load of freight at sunrise,
No maps to read I got all I need in my roadmap eyes,
Oh Let the diesels roar but don’t slam the doors when
you’re leavin’,
As I find my way on the Highway Number One.
[yodel]
[Instrumental]
Hey!
I put a cartridge in, it starts to spin and it’s
playin’,
Something about a sad hangover song,
Oh my head's so sore from the night before that I'm
sayin',
Oh diesel won’t you take me gently home.
Headin’ interstate with a load of freight at sunrise,
No maps to read I got all I need, here in my roadmap
eyes,
Oh Let the diesels roar but don’t slam the doors when
you’re leavin’,
As I find my way on the Highway Number One.