It was a pleasure to ride the horse and ride it on the horse's back for several hours, especially under the scorching sun. Even if you ride a horse with a good horse, you will suffer. Zhenwu has not ridden a horse for a long time, and when he got off the horse, he suddenly felt the scorching pain on the inner side of his thighs. Without looking, he knew that the oily skin on the inside was worn out.

When he saw Zhenwu walking, Yinyi couldn't help laughing secretly. He was riding in Shunyi Camp every day. The bumpyness was nothing. After entering the inn and washing up, he leaned forward and said, "Your Majesty, this sun is so vicious that it's not as slow as you're riding on a car."

After taking a few sips of herbal tea, Zhenwu smiled and said, "It's not a problem, it's rare to have a chance to exercise." Then he said, "I am Beile, you are Beizi, this title should be changed."

"What Mr. Beile said," Yinyi said with a hurried smile.

The Minister of the Inner Guard, Furdan, bowed in and said, "Master, there are watermelons in the post station, all of which are soaked in the well. Should I use a watermelon to relieve the heat first?"

"No need, use it after rest." Zhenwu said, looking at Fuldan and said, "Give me instructions not to drink well water, so that they can drink cold boiled water to avoid being unacceptable to the local conditions. Just ask two third-class guards to serve in front of you. You have a lot of work, so you don't have to stand in front of you. In addition, call the postmaster here."

The postmaster Song Yingxing was busy in the backyard at this time. Although these people were only here to play the top spot, he did not dare to slack off at all. Tea, fruits, and food should be the best. He personally arranged the horse's forage, bean cakes, and water for the horses to wash the water, for fear of any inappropriateness.

The reason why he was so cautious was because the noble man was so terrifying. He guessed that at least he was at the level of Prince Beile. He was really thicker than his waist. The master who could decide his life and death with just one word was naturally walking on thin ice.

"Secretary! Who is the postmaster here?" A sudden shout came as a startled Song Yingxing, and he looked up and saw a man in a suit of a guard asking. He quickly calmed down, ran to the front, and stabbed Qian'er on the spot and said, "Secretary Song Yingxing, the postmaster of the Nanguan Postmaster to pay tribute to the Lord, what are the instructions?"

The guard looked him up and down. Song Yingxing was about thirty years old, and he looked kind and looked clever. He thought to himself, "You are so lucky. Master wants to see you, come with me."

Song Yingxing was stunned when he heard this. What did I do as an insignificant postmaster? Is there anything wrong with me? But how can I solve this good fortune? He hurriedly stood up and asked in a contouring manner: "Sir, are there something wrong with me? Please ask me to give me a tip." As he said that, he pulled out a silver note of ten taels from his sleeve and handed it forward quietly.

But the guard stopped him with one hand and said with a smile: "Don't harm me. Just reply truthfully."

Don’t check cash? There are still guards who don’t check cash? Do you think it’s too young? Song Yingxing was slightly stunned for a moment before saying, “Sir, noble. I don’t know what the noble master is called? Should the official change his clothes and go there.”

"You call Master Beile." The guard smiled and said, "Don't be too slow, go."

Master Beile? Song Yingxing was puzzled. Can Master Beile have such a big formation when he left Beijing? What kind of Master Beile is this? He rushed to the gate of the main courtyard and saw that he was three steps and one whistle at the door, and was very nervous. After being carefully inspected twice, he was able to step into the yard.

After being introduced into the main hall, he felt a chill on his back. He didn't dare to look up and looked around. He lowered his head and went forward to beat Qian'er and saluted, saying, "Secretary Song Yingxing pays homage to Mr. Beile."

Seeing that he was quite nervous, Zhenwu couldn't help but smile and said in a relaxed tone: "I stay here for a limited time. I'm summoning you to understand the people's customs here. The place of Zhuozhou is rich and powerful. I heard that it is also a key road to the Ququ. The daily affairs of the Nanguan Post Station should be quite cumbersome, right?"

Seeing that Zhenwu was kind and his voice sounded young, and he asked something irrelevant, Song Yingxing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He guessed that the other party should be a clan with a prominent identity. He left Beijing for the first time, and now he was willing to show off: "Go back to Master Beile, and go south, less than ten miles away, the official road was divided into two, one to the south and the other to the west.

From this, the Yi Road to the south passes through Zhen'an Temple, Banbidian, Nangaodian, Sanjiadian, Fangguan, Yizidian, Beisanlitun, enter the north gate of Xincheng, exit the south gate of Xincheng, pass through Nanwulitun, Shilipu, Shisanlitupu, Gaoqiao, Baigouzhe, and Baigouzhe to the southeast to Xiongxian. From Xiongxian, Xiongxian, pass through Shilipu, Zhaobeikou, Zaolinzhuang, and Junzhou, Renqiu to Hejian Prefecture. Then from Hejian, pass through Fucheng, Jingxian into Dezhou, Shandong, and Jinan Prefecture. From Jinan Prefecture to Jiangning Prefecture, Hangzhou Prefecture to Fujian.

From here, the Yilu Road to the west is passed through Zhuangtou Village, Baozipu, Shupodian, Xiaxindian, Songlindian, Yihedian, Gaobeidian, Dingxing, Ansu to Baoding Prefecture. Then, through Zhengding Prefecture, Zhangde Prefecture, Handan, Luoyang. From Luoyang to the west, there is an Yilu Road to enter Tongguan and Shaanxi, Gansu, Luoyang goes south to Nanyang to Xiangyang. From Xiangyang to west, counter the Han River to Hanzhong, then south to Jiange and enter Sichuan. From Xiangyang to south to Jingzhou, Changde, you can go south to Guangdong and Guangxi, and you can go west to Yun and Gui.

No matter how far you travel from south to north, you have to pass through the Nanguan Post Station. There are continuous officials going back and forth every day. The scale of the post station is getting bigger and bigger, so naturally the chores are quite cumbersome."

Zhenwu and Yinyi did not expect that this person was so good at talking. He heard that he knew the two post stations on the post roads as they knew. He couldn't help but smile and pondered slightly. Zhenwu said, "Along the way, I heard that the post station chief complained that the officials who came and went to Yueju often asked for carriages and horses, but some?"

After hearing this, Song Yingxing couldn't help but look at Zhenwu vigilantly. Seeing that he was wearing a stone-green four-clawed python robe, he was indeed young, but in his early twenties, he couldn't help but think in his heart that Master Beile left the capital because he was afraid that he would have to pay attention to the wind. It was common for officials to ask for cars and horses, and it was impossible to hide it. Moreover, they were bothered by this matter every day. It would be better to tell the truth, one would win favor, the other would also prevent the unhealthy trends of those officials, and the third would be the case. This matter was a station all the way, so who knew who was talking too much?

Thinking of certainty, he bowed and said, "When I go back to Beile, there is indeed such a matter. Most of the officials who go back and forth are unconscious. They do not fill in the ticket card. Except for the decision, they often use carriages and horses several times or even dozens of times. There are also people who carry passengers and carriages privately to collect civilian cars. The family and staff also use official posts and posts, and the officials are low in positions and low positions, but they can only obey. The post stations sometimes have insufficient turnover and have to seek help from local people, so the local people have a lot of complaints about the post station."

After hearing this, Zhenwu couldn't help but restrain the smile on his face and his expression became solemn. The post station is not only responsible for providing various means of transportation and accommodation for officials, but also an institution for the court to handle communication affairs. The delivery of official documents of the court is delivered one by one through the post station. The officials' arbitrariness not only increases the burden on the post station and harms local people, but also may affect the delivery of official documents. This is not a trivial matter.

After pondering slightly, Zhenwucai asked: "How many people are there in Nanguan Post Station? How many post horses are there? How many posts are there? How much ICBC?"

After hearing this, Song Yingxing was quite surprised. It would be fine to inquire about the disadvantages, but why did he ask about these trivial matters? Of course, there was nothing to say about these things. After pondering, he said: "Nanguan Post is a big station. The original rated post horses are 200, which are increased to 320 per year, and there are fifty donkeys. According to the court's regulations, there is a postman for every two horses, and other people such as raising cars, provoking quarrels, passing official documents, veterinarians, etc., totaling more than 220 people. The daily work-consuming silver ranges from 23 to 70 to 80 cents, and monthly five cents of silver."

"How many postmen are there?" Zhenwu asked directly, because the number of postmen is the largest.

Song Yingxing hesitated for a moment before saying, "Everything is around one or two."

The wages of the postman are only one or two taels? This is a bit low. Seeing the postman hesitant, he was afraid that there would be any deductions inside. After a while, Zhenwu nodded slightly and said, "You go back."

Seeing that Zhenwu was not in high spirits, Yinyi knew that he was doing the post station. After waiting for a while, he tentatively said: "Why bother the 14th brother? Just rectify it slowly. The post station is not a difficult situation. The Ministry of War will strictly rectify it."

Zhenwu said with a smile: "It's time to rectify it strictly, and the Yifu's work and food silver should also rise. One tael of silver is not enough to buy a stone of rice. A family of four or five can still make a living, and a family of seven or eight may be difficult to solve the problem of food and clothing."

"The postman is really the hardest." Yin Yi pondered: "Run tired and dark, carrying his back and forth, his body and spirit are dry, his water is deep and mud has no ankles, his clothes are torn, his shoulders are not skinless, he dared not say anything bitter, he whimpered first if he wanted to speak."

Zhenwu glanced at him in surprise. When will Lao Shi become more elegant? After thinking about it, he couldn't help but say, "Where did Brother Shi plagiarize this?"

"Fourth brother Mingjian." Yin Yi laughed and said, "This poem is written on the outer wall of this post station. It was written by a man named Qin Songling. I just made it a fry and sold it."

"You are interested." Zhenwu smiled slightly, then turned his head to the guard beside him and said, "When we set off, I will send someone to ask in private to see how much is the work and food silver for the postman? I'm afraid that this tael of silver will be vain."

"Zhe." The guard bowed quickly.

After dinner, they rested for another hour. At the beginning of Shen, Zhenwu and his party set off again and arrived at Dingxing County at dusk.

At the same time, the ministers of Shangshu, Wang Yu, and Zuo Zanshan Fang Bao and others rushed all the way to the Nanguan Post Station. They were all named by Zhenwu. Fang Bao could not ride a horse. Horse Qi, Wang Yu was all old and could not withstand the bumps of horses. However, when they rode a hundred and forty miles a day in a carriage, the few people also felt that their bones were almost disintegrated. (To be continued...)

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