Carrying water, chopping wood, helping to repair houses, and recording the loneliness of childless widows and widows are all good deeds that the soldiers of the Han army are accustomed to doing every day.

Because they are accustomed to doing good deeds, even in the unfamiliar Xingyuan Mansion, the soldiers are still familiar with it and are at ease.

Li Zhongyi walked along the long street and walked all the way, only to see that there were soldiers who did good deeds everywhere.

"Well, it's all good." Li Zhongyi was in a good mood, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

Zhang Sanzheng leaned over and said with a smile: "Master Huang, they are all your old subordinates." ”

When Li Zhongyi heard this, his heart became even happier, and he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Zhang Sanzheng is very smart, he is clearly praising the soldiers, but in fact, he is patting Li Zhongyi's sycophants, secretly praising the emperor for being good at leading troops.

Li Zhongyi strolled through the streets of Xingyuan Mansion, walking, looking, and looking up, there were Han soldiers who did good deeds everywhere.

A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance!

Li Zhongyi's mood at this time was so good that the corners of his mouth were even higher.

Zhang Sanzheng hurriedly saw the stitches and leaned over, and whispered: "Master Huang, Yangping Pass will be handed over to your subordinates, right?" ”

Li Zhongyi knew in his heart that Zhang Sanzheng had tasted the sweetness of commanding a war alone, and wanted to have more experience and cultivate his qualifications.

"We'll talk about it then." Li Zhongyi had already made up his mind, but he deliberately did not let go.

Zhang Sanzheng sighed, drooped his head and said, "Your Majesty, you will allow it, right?" ”

Hmm, Zhang Sanzheng was still so breathless, Li Zhongyi glared at him angrily, and he had a negative emotion of hating iron and steel.

Zhang Sanzheng knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he simply drooped his head and kept silent. However, he also knew very well in his heart that when Li Zhongyi's anger subsided, he would be fine.

On the street, most of the shops are open. However, due to the fact that the war has just ended, there are not many customers.

Li Zhongyi was tired of walking, so he picked a teahouse casually, walked in, and sat by the window on the second floor.

Perhaps sensing the large number of entourage, the shopkeeper bowed his waist and greeted him with a courteous greeting: "Big official, what kind of tea do you drink?" ”

Li Zhongyi said with a smile: "I brought my own tea, so please have some delicious refreshments." ”

The waist of the shopkeeper was lowered, and he said with a smiling face: "The big official, it's not the villain who brags, the refreshments in the shop are famous and delicious." ”

Li Zhongyi smiled, raised his chin and signaled to Zhang Sanzheng, Zhang Sanzheng took out a handful of copper coins from his arms and stuffed them into the hands of the shopkeeper.

"I said, don't patronize and play tricks, there are good refreshments, just put them on the table." Zhang Sanzheng glanced at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper immediately bowed his waist and said, "Don't worry, the villain won't dare to boast anymore." ”

When the shopkeeper went downstairs, Li Zhongyi waved his hand to signal Zhang Sanzheng and ordered him to sit across the table.

Zhang Sanzheng saw that Li Zhongyi's expression had eased, so he smiled and said, "You once said that the car and boat shop should be killed if you are not guilty." ”

Li Zhongyi smiled slightly, this sentence was actually just something he said casually, but he didn't expect Zhang Sanzheng to remember it.

"These people are accustomed to observing words and feelings, and they are proficient in the doorways, once they deliberately become traitors, they will seek money and kill them, and it is difficult to investigate." Li Zhongyi touched his chin and said with a smile, "So, after the world is unified, I plan to see the government-run postal department." ”

"The Postal Department?" Zhang Sanzheng touched the back of his head and looked at Li Zhongyi in confusion.

"Hehe, the so-called post office, that is, the government-run post station system where the couriers are in a hurry to stop and change horses. The post guards of the post station set up a group of people to deliver letters, cook food, provide accommodation for the people, and so on. On a whim, Li Zhongyi actually gave a detailed introduction to the development prospects of the Post Department.

Today's post stations only receive officials and officials, and do not do private business. In Li Zhongyi's view, this is simply an act of pushing financial resources outside.

As the saying goes, if you want to get rich, build roads first!

But the problem is that from the late Tang Dynasty to the present, the period of Chengping is not long, and the official road in the world has not yet been re-formed.

Therefore, not to mention the dirt roads in the countryside, even the official roads that connect the world have been in disrepair for many years and are dilapidated.

It is precisely because the road is not easy to walk, so the contact between businessmen and people is particularly difficult.

According to Li Zhongyi's plan, he plans to make use of all the post stations in the world. Each post house was divided into two parts, one part was for the reception and service of officials, and the other part was for merchants and people.

In the future, it will even be possible to send troops to escort the money from merchants and official warehouses in various places to be transferred to various states and counties.

As long as money and materials are circulated quickly, this is the rolling source of wealth.

Zhang Sanzheng has not yet understood the mystery of making money, but he knows the emperor's temper very well: His Majesty the emperor never makes a loss-making business.

In other words, Li Zhongyi only needs to secretly place some people in various post stations. Then, it will not be easy for officials everywhere to deceive the emperor again.

Li Zhongyi has always been very concerned about the level of products and prices in various places, and through the post station, he can easily grasp the first-hand information.

Not only that, but in the future, it is also possible to set up a postal bank to absorb and concentrate the private funds at low interest, which is a good deal to make a lot of money.

In short, the benefits of running a large post are innumerable!

The shopkeeper didn't brag too much, and the refreshments he put on the table actually had Li Zhongyi's favorite watermelon seeds.

"Where did you get these melon seeds from?" Li Zhongyi asked the shopkeeper with some curiosity.

The shopkeeper bowed his waist and introduced with a smile: "It was transported by merchants from the north, and it is said that His Majesty the Emperor of the Han Dynasty loves to eat." The owner of the store also thought it was okay, so he bought some goods. ”

As the saying goes, the king of Chu has a thin waist, and he starves to death in the palace, and that's true!

Li Zhongyi couldn't help but smile slightly, and said: "I heard that the Han Emperor still likes to drink Shenzhou's green tea, do you have it?" ”

The shopkeeper bowed down deeply, looked at Li Zhongyi's face, and whispered: "Don't hide it from the big officials, you said, there are in Shenzhou, but the local guest officials don't like to drink very much, so the store didn't enter again." ”

Li Zhongyi nodded, today's tea drinking custom is still to boil group tea and drink, and it is not popular to make tea soup from boiling water.

After eating some snacks and melon seeds, and drinking some tea, Li Zhongyi was almost rested, so he led Zhang Sanzheng and others to continue to wander on the street.

Turning a street corner, not far away, there was a sudden quarrel. Li Zhongyi's heart moved slightly, and he walked all the way along the place where the voice came from.

A bunch of people gathered together, and there was a miserable cry of pain in the circle, "Ouch hey, it hurts to die of old age, it hurts to death......"

Li Zhongyi approached and looked carefully, but saw an old man in tattered clothes, lying in front of an ox cart transporting goods.

"Folks, you all give comments, the ox cart almost didn't kill the old man, and he actually falsely accused the old man of trying to make money...... Ouch...... It hurts......"

Zhang Sanzheng and the others quietly lined up everyone, and Li Zhongyi slowly squeezed into the circle, and he saw it more and more clearly.

The so-called doctor's parents' heart, coupled with sympathy, Li Zhongyi thought about it for a while, and then took the initiative to stand up and show his identity, "It's Langzhong." ”

The people around were all relieved, and someone said, "Lang Zhong is here, Lang Zhong is here, it's great, help him take a look." ”

Li Zhongyi squatted in front of the old man in rags and asked him gently, "Uncle, where did you hit it?" ”

"Chest, chest pain, pain to death...... old man" The old man in ragged clothes lay on the ground and gasped.

He ...... He lied...... Didn't hit him at all...... It was obvious that he wanted to blackmail money...... but unexpectedly, the driver who was driving the car spoke amazingly.

"Wu Na thief, the Sprinkle family clearly saw that you hit someone, how dare you not admit it? Okay, arrest you and go to the official ......" At this moment, several big men burst in from the crowd and intimidated the coachman with fierce looks.

After listening to the coachman's words, Li Zhongyi's heart moved violently, and he said gently to the injured old man: "Uncle, in Langzhong, who specializes in treating bruises, let's take a look at your pulse first?" ”

As Li Zhongyi spoke, he raised his hand to put his hand on the wrist of the old man in rags, who would have thought that the old man in rags would actually retract his hand and muttered: "How can you be such a young Langzhong, the old man can't trust you." ”

Close at hand, Li Zhongyi saw it very clearly, the eyes of the old man in rags dodged, and his eyes kept turning.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, I didn't hit him at all." The coachman blushed with anger, snorted angrily and pointed at the old man in rags, but he could no longer speak.

"You thief, this old man is a lot old, can he deceive people?" A black-faced man saw that the situation was not good, and immediately made a move.

In this era, respect for the elderly is a necessary common sense. The old man lying on the ground was dressed in tattered clothes, and he looked poor, which was particularly pitiful.

However, Li Zhongyi still noticed the strangeness. An old man refused to let him take his pulse, which was enough to arouse suspicion.

First, the appearance of several big men made Li Zhongyi feel extremely uncomfortable and familiar.

Back then, when Li Zhongyi drove his family out on a road trip, he once killed a villager's chicken because of carelessness.

As a result, almost the entire village was sent and insisted on extortion to force Li Zhongyi to compensate for a cow.

Well, that chicken is the breeder of the family, and the whole family relies on that chicken to lay eggs, and eggs and chickens, endlessly!

Li Zhongyi chose to call the police, but as a result, he waited for the result of inaction.

At that time, the villagers brutally deflated Li Zhongyi's car tires, and there was an old man lying in front of the car, refusing to move the place.

In desperation, Li Zhongyi was forced to pay 5,000 yuan, which was considered a big blood and spent money to eliminate the disaster.

Now, Li Zhongyi has smelled the strange breath and noticed that there is probably something greasy inside.

Li Zhongyi's eyes immediately turned cold, he slowly stood up, and turned his head to look at Zhang Sanzheng.