No words all night.

When I woke up early the next morning, my personal soldiers already delivered breakfast. Originally, this breakfast should have been provided by the Qingzhou Yamen, but Zhao Qian was really scared! Eating the brown rice made his teeth hurt, and Zhao Qian didn't want to suffer any more.

Although it was provided by his own soldiers, breakfast was not luxurious, with a large bowl of white porridge, three pickled radishes, and a plate of braised pork. Although I still don’t like pork now, Zhao Chen’s favorite food is mutton, but it is better than eating without meat.

After breakfast, Zhao Qin was preparing to practice martial arts. But Fan Feng had sent a clerk to send documents about the victims. There were many documents, a foot high. This foot high is not the kind of hard-skinned memorial. A memorial was refracted from the skin and it was already a finger, and about ten could be one foot high.

The document is all thin paper, and it makes Zhao Yu's scalp numb when he read it.

Helplessly, he asked Qian Yanyuan to read it with him. I have to say that the accounting method of this era is very chaotic, and Zhao Qin's eyes were filled with stars. In the end, Zhao Qin only saw one thing.

That is, there are many victims in Qingzhou at present, and the land annexation is very serious. Many large farmers buy land at low prices while self-cultivated farmers cannot continue.

Not only that, in this case, the government actually had some help in the evil. It was just that it was not entirely because of bribery, and there was no way.

Why is there no way?

It’s because all the big households donated grain, and I donated hundreds of stones of grain to give you political achievements. Are you embarrassed to turn against each other? Are you embarrassed to play fairness and strictness?

After sighing, Zhao Qian found that he was indeed not wrong to hand over the disaster relief matter to Fan Feng. There were many tricks in it, which made Zhao Qian feel a little disappointed.

Zhao Qian didn't want to care about this anymore, so he asked Qian Yanyuan to write an order in his own name to send it to Zhong Shiheng and Gongsun Xuanxu. He asked them to send the food to Qingzhou, and except for leaving 50,000 stones for their own use, they gave everything else to Fan Feng, and left nothing to care about and headed straight to Yizhou.

Zhao Qian stayed in Qingzhou for only two days and then left decisively.

Fan Feng pretended to keep him, and Zhao Qian was too lazy to join forces with Fan Feng to act, so he refused directly, so he took all three hundred iron armors to Yizhou.

Fortunately, Fan Feng was a little conscientious and gave Zhao Chen thirty stones of grain as military rations. He dumped Zhao Chen and saved Zhao Chen from going to other county towns and quarreled with local officials.

Zhao Jin rushed straight to Muling Town. Although this is called a town, it is actually a pass.

Looking from a distance, I saw a magnificent pass built between two continuous high mountains and ridges. The gray-white stone strips looked so quiet under the sun, without dazzling reflections, and only had a calm temperament.

Zhao Qian was on the back of the horse and couldn't help but sigh: "This should be a man who can pass the pass and ten thousand men. No wonder Muling Town has set up a mixed camp."

The Song Dynasty had not many infantry battalions, with about 400 people, and they were mixed with imperial guards and wing soldiers, so their combat effectiveness was relatively low. It was just that so many troops were set up in an inland place, which shows that the Song Dynasty attached great importance to this place.

Seeing that Zhao Feng was interested, Qian Yanyuan immediately came out to throw his schoolbag, stroked his short beard, and said proudly: "Your Majesty, do you know the history of Muling Pass?"

Zhao Qin: "Muling Pass? You are wrong! It's Muling Town!"

Qian Yanyuan shook his head and said, "Prince, you don't know. Although the imperial court changed the name of this place to Muling Town, those who traveled around the world called Muling Pass, and this place was originally called Muling Pass. Muling Pass has a very long history!"

Zhao Qian laughed and said, "Zi Gao! You can't bully me without a look? Although this pass looks old, I can still see that this pass should not exceed three hundred years at most! It is probably built at the end of the Tang Dynasty!"

Qian Yanyuan was not angry and said calmly: "Your Majesty, you will know why after hearing what the officials said!"

Zhao Qian said with a joke on his face: "Then say it, if it is not right, I will ask you to clean up my horse!"

Qian Yanyuan's face changed immediately. He was a literati to wash the horse. This was not ordinary hardship. Especially the horse had a stinky smell, which was very acceptable to people who love cleanliness.

Qian Yanyuan just hopes that Zhao Jin will not cheat. "It is said that King Mu of Zhou, the fifth generation of the Western Zhou Dynasty, led all civil and military officials to tour the world. One day, he came to Daxian. Seeing the mountain here, the mountains are full of spiritual energy, beautiful scenery, gentle climate, and extremely happy, he ordered the construction of the palace and stayed here. After a long time, King Mu's beloved concubine Sheng Ji died of illness and was buried on the mountain. Later generations called this mountain Muling because the tomb of King Mu's beloved concubine Sheng Ji is here. Now there is a "dressing building" site left on the east side of Mulingguan. Prince, do you want to go and take a look?"

Zhao Qian said disapprovingly: "That's it? It's not romantic at all! Boring!"

Qian Yanyuan coughed awkwardly and said, "This is just a legend. In fact, Jiang Ziya assisted King Wu of Zhou to eliminate the Shang Dynasty and make great contributions, and was therefore granted the title of Qi State and established the capital Yingqiu. At that time, the territory of Qi State was recorded in history: 'East to the sea, west to the river, south to Muling, and north to Wudi.' From this we can see that Muling had existed as early as the Shang and Zhou dynasties!"

After a pause, Qian Yanyuan continued: "The important part of the Qi Great Wall at that time was here. This Muling Pass was equivalent to the Yanmen Pass, the remaining Han Great Wall. Once Muling Pass was lost, the enemy could cross the mountains and ridges and enter the essence of Qi and the Ji Shuiyuan."

Zhao Qian asked with a joke, "Zi Gao! You seem to be very wise, but this pass is only three hundred years at most. Should you tell me that the Great Wall of Qi was built three hundred years ago?"

Qian Yanyuan blew his beard and stared at him, "Your Majesty, you really have to read more historical books. Since Qin Shihuang unified the six kingdoms, although this Muling Pass was important, it was already inland. Until the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, Li Shigu, the then governor of Ziqing, considered that Muling Pass was connected to Canghai in the east, Taidai in the west, Linzi in the north, and Xu Huai in the south, so he rebuilt Muling Pass! So the Muling Pass you see now is only three hundred years old, because his own history is only just over two hundred years!"

After saying that, Qian Yanyuan continued to look at Zhao Qian jokingly, as if saying, "Your Majesty, your vision of looking at the time of the items is not very good!"

Zhao Qian was a little disappointed, rubbed his nose and said dissatisfiedly: "But according to what you said, after the founding of the Song Dynasty, this Muling Pass should be useless, right?"
Chapter completed!