Ahead of the Panshan Station, there is the Shaling Station.

There is not even an inn in this place, so he can only live in a post station, and Wang Yuan deliberately concealed his official identity.

It's not a private visit, it's not that I want to pretend to be a pig, it's purely to reduce the burden on the post staff.

The officials of the Daming Post Station belong to the official establishment and are issued by the imperial court. However, the entertainment expenses of the post station are borne by the local finance, and all of them have to be spread on the heads of the people.

Zhu Yuanzhang stipulated at that time that only when he was responsible for national affairs could he eat and live for free at the post station. But in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, as long as the official certificate is revealed, you can eat and drink for free and live for free, how can you afford the little money of the post station?

Take the big traveler Xu Xiake as an example, this product is not an official himself, but he borrowed a friend's official certificate. During the trip, I stayed at a post station all the way and ate all the overlord meals.

"Smack!"

A silver dollar was thrown on the table, and Wang Yuan shouted: "Get some food, prepare hot water, and bring some bean cakes to the horses." ”

"Eh, a few of you, please." The postman was overjoyed.

The post guard's name is Ma En, and there are two sons, one is called Ma Fang and the other is called Ma Huai, and the Hun family is responsible for cooking and cooking.

The family was busy and quickly served hot food.

Wang Yuan asked casually, "There is no post here?" ”

Ma En replied with a smile: "Liaodong is bitterly cold, and there are not many post soldiers, all of them are entertained by post soldiers." ”

"You're a pawn?" Wang Yuan asked.

Ma En replied: "Official, the ancestor is from Shandong, and Yongle came over at that time. ”

There are three types of post officers, one is an official appointment, one is a contract officer, and one is forced to serve.

Post stations with sufficient oil and water can be contracted to private individuals.

There is no money to make at the post station, being a post soldier is to serve, and you have to post money yourself.

As for the post stations in Liaodong, most of them were appointed by the imperial court, and more than ninety percent of them belonged to exiled criminals. The imperial court gave the convict five acres of land, which was cultivated near the post station, and by the way, the post station had to be taken care of.

Many of the soldiers in Liaodong were exiled criminals.

Wang Yuan asked again: "How are you doing?" ”

Marne replied, "Barely getting by." If there are few officials, they can still live, but if there are many officials, it is difficult to say. Look at the dress of a few people, but which one is the father? ”

Wang Yuan said with a smile: "We are students of Shuntian Mansion, and we came to Liaodong to travel to the seniors to see. ”

"It turned out that they were all talented and talented, and the grass people kowtowed to the ministers." Marne immediately knelt down.

Wang Yuan said: "It doesn't have to be like this, please get up." ”

The family quickly retreated, and Wang Yuanzi had dinner with his entourage and disciples.

Zhang Mu whispered: "Master, something is wrong. ”

Wang Yuan smiled and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhang Mu used to be the leader of the gangsters in Hangzhou, and he often dealt with the three sects and nine streams, and he said with a straight face: "This person has an honest face, but his eyes are very thief, first staring at our bags, and then staring at our blades. ”

"Or is it not a black shop?" The accompanying disciple Wang Chong sneered.

Wang Chong, a native of Zhejiang, is 27 years old this year, and his father died early (he served as a minister at the time of his death). Historically, he took the second place in the examination, and the articles in the palace examination were too outrageous, so he could only be reduced to a third-ranking jinshi.

Why is it outrageous?

Because when he was studying in the Guozijian, he worshiped under the Zhanruo Water Gate, believed in Ganquan Xinxue, and advocated the reform of bad governance.

This person's greatest achievement is to plan and promote the "I answer the tribute" and completely pacify the troubles in Shanxi. Until the fall of the Ming Dynasty, Shanxi no longer had a big mess, saving 70% of the military expenditure for the Longqing court.

Wang Yuan was an official in Hangzhou, and he only accepted one student, and that was Wang Chong in front of him. Even if Wang Yuan doesn't accept it, Wang Chong will worship Zhan Ruoshui as a teacher, and he will practice Xinxue on the left and right anyway.

Zhang Mu said: "It's better to be careful." ”

Wang Chong patted his sword: "If you dare to come, kill it!" ”

Wang Chong in history, the border generals were afraid of the enemy one by one, but he, a civil official, dared to lead the troops to take the initiative to attack. Ququ black shop, it's a fart!

Another disciple, Fei Yuan, said with a smile: "My sword is also fast." ”

Fei Yuan, whose ancestral home is Cixi, Zhejiang, studied in Beijing with his father, and his father is now the Zuosi Cheng of Dali Temple. This product worshiped himself under the physics door, and his father simply followed and took refuge, which was a nail laid by Wang Yuan in Dali Temple.

The disciples who can be brought to Liaodong by Wang Yuan must pass the martial arts.

A Confucian who can't pick up a knife to cut people is not a really good Confucian student. A physics disciple who can't fight, nor is he a qualified physics student, if you follow Wang Yuan, you have to learn to convince people with "reason"!

Midnight.

The postman Marn grabbed the sharp knife and asked in a low voice, "Have you ever slept?" ”

The Hun family replied, "They are all asleep." ”

Ma En said excitedly: "All the horses are good, and they are destined to be rich." Only those few horses are worth the money of the old nose, and they wake up the eldest and second to do things. ”

The whole family went out just to kill people and sell goods.

The boss Ma Fang said: "These rich people have weapons on their bodies, and I am afraid it will not be easy to deal with." ”

The second Ma Huai smiled and said: "They are scholars, what did they learn when they came to Liaodong." Scholars can also fight? Just bring weapons and make a show. ”

Marne commanded, "Two rooms, I and your mother, deal with the one on the left, and you deal with the one on the right." If this ticket is done, I will ask you for a daughter-in-law and children, and then buy him dozens or hundreds of acres of land! ”

Marne thrust his knife into the crack of the door, flicked the latch, and tiptoed into the room. His wife, who was also holding a knife, followed in the footsteps and crept to the bedside.

In the darkness, a spark suddenly lit up, and the spark turned into a flame again.

But it was Wang Yuan who blew the fire and lit the lamp slowly, which shocked the thief couple on the spot.

The rooms are lit up like beans.

Wang Yuan smiled and asked, "Are you two here to wash your feet?" It's not too late to pick it up tomorrow and throw it out. ”

There were three disciples in the same room with Wang Yuan, and they all sat up from the bed at this time.

Ma En hurriedly put away the knife and hid behind him, and said with a smile: "Yes, I'm here to bring foot washing water and disturb your minister's rest." You go on sleeping, I'm ...... I'll leave immediately. ”

"Ahh

Suddenly there was a scream from the next door, and the faces of the Marnes turned pale, it was the voice of their eldest son.

Wang Yuan used a knife to pick up the lamp, the room was brighter, and said with a smile: "Since you are here, let's stay and talk." ”

"Spare your life!"

Marne knelt down with a puff, already terrified.

So the old saber (dragon bird knife), Wang Yuan picked it up effortlessly, and it could also be used to provoke the wick. This arm strength, this control power, is definitely a master with a knife, how dare Ma En rush over to commit murder?

After a short time, the sons of the two were all escorted over, and one of them had lost so much blood that he fainted.

"You have been promoted to a post officer, but you have treated the post station as a black shop," Wang Yuan asked, "how long have you been doing this?" ”

Ma Enlian said: "The first time, the first time! ”

Wang Yuan knocked on the table, Zhang Mu swung his knife and cut off one of the fingers of Ma En's youngest son, which made the crying father cry out to his mother.

Ma could only tell the truth: "The fifth." ”

Wang Yuan asked again: "How many people have you killed?" ”

Marne slurred, "Ten...... Fourteen. ”

The Hun family knelt on the ground and shouted: "The husband spares his life, we can't live anymore." The imperial court has asked us to be post guards for generations, but more and more people eat and drink for nothing. The local government refused to post silver, and more than 10 acres of land given by the imperial court last year were also occupied by military officers. What do we do? If you don't kill people and rob money, you won't have any money to entertain past officials, and sooner or later you will be questioned by the court. Left and right is a death, you have to fight! ”

"Fart!"

Wang Yuan was furious: "If you can't entertain the officials, what crime can you be sentenced?" Your ancestors were originally sent to Liaodong exiles, and if they were assigned again, where can they be exiled? ”

Ma En cried with a sad face: "It is better to be a post soldier all the time than to be a military household in the army." The lives of military households are too cheap, and our ancestors have not been able to turn over for generations, so we would rather kill people and sell goods here. ”

Wang Yuan was silent, and the disciples did not speak.

After a long time, Wang Yuan let out a long sigh: "Alas, no matter what, since there are more than ten lives, it is impossible to spare it." Kill them all, leave a note, explain the matter clearly, and let the later travelers report to the officer. ”

This Liaodong, the land of Huawai, is not much better than Guizhou.