Volume 2 Chapter 1 The Road is Difficult
The gold bottle sake bucket is ten thousand, and the jade plate is shy and ten thousand dollars.
I couldn't eat when I stopped throwing my cup, and I was at a loss when I drew my sword and looked around.
If you want to cross the Yellow River and ice congestion river, you will climb the snow-filled mountains of Taihang.
Idle fishing on the blue river, suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun.
It's hard to walk! It's hard to walk! Many divergent roads, where are you now?
There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea.
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The great poet Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty wrote three poems "Difficult to Travel", which exhausted the hardships of going out to travel far away, and in ancient times, it was really difficult to go out and travel far away.
In these years, there are no cars, trains, or planes, and most people rely on a pair of feet to travel two or three thousand miles to catch the exam, which makes people's scalp tingle just thinking about it!
Yang Cong is better, there is a carriage to sit on.
However, it is not very comfortable to ride in the carriage at this time, because it is the hottest time in the south, the scorching sun is shining on the carriage, the temperature inside the carriage can be imagined, and the road is not a smooth road.
If you want to go from Quanzhou Mansion to Jinling City, you can only go all the way to the north, through Fujian Jianning Mansion, through Zhejiang Quzhou Mansion, to Nanzhili Huizhou Mansion, and then through Ningguo Mansion, and finally arrive at Yingtian Mansion, where Jinling City is located.
And this way, until the south of the Ningguo Mansion is basically mountainous, most of the official roads between the mountains and mountains are winding and rugged, uneven, even if you take the carriage, you can also bump people ache, sometimes the mountain road is too steep, and you have to get off from time to time to walk.
This journey has really made Yang Cong suffer a lot, since he became a rich child, he has never worked so hard.
Fortunately, Yu Dayou and Tang Ke accompanied by more than 20 heavily armed guards to protect them, and there were no long-eyed bandits to fight them, and it was relatively safe on the way.
The group went through a lot of hardships and traveled hard for more than 20 days among the mountains and mountains, and finally came to the Xin'an Post Station north of the capital city of Huizhou.
When I got here, even if I went out of the mountains, the official road became very spacious from here, and it seemed that this hard life was over.
Yang Cong looked at the plaque of the Xin'an Post Station next to the official road, and couldn't help but take a long breath, he couldn't help jumping out of the carriage and said excitedly: "Brother Zhifu, there are no mountains in front of here, right?" ”
Hearing this, Yu Dayou, who was on the horse, smiled and nodded: "No, here until Yingtianfu, except for a little trouble by ferry, other places are almost all such spacious and flat official roads." ”
Yang Cong couldn't help laughing and said, "Let's go, let's go have a good meal and celebrate." ”
With that, he took the lead and walked towards the inn.
The post stations in this year are not like a few dilapidated houses in the early Ming Dynasty, and the general post stations at this time have separate courtyards, and the larger post station courtyards even have several weights.
Xin'an Station seems to be not small in scale, and there is even a two-story building in the courtyard in front of it, which looks like a restaurant in the city.
There are also a lot of post guards in this post station, and as soon as the group arrived at the gate, more than ten post guards greeted them, took the horses and carriages in their hands, and skillfully pulled them to the back stables, and then, there was a fat old man with big ears who stepped forward, nodded and said: "Dare to ask where the adults are from?" ”
I don't know how many post stations I have lived in this way, Yang Cong is already familiar with this routine, he directly took out the dispatch document signed by Wang Dong from his arms, handed it to the old man, and then said solemnly: "We are from Fujian and go to Jinling on business." ”
The old man took the official document and looked at it, and immediately showed a faint smile on his face, this guy, a relative of the fourth grade master, it is not a problem to report a dozen taels!
He hurriedly nodded and said, "It turns out that several adults are from Fujian, and they have worked hard all the way. ”
In this year, the consumption in the post station is also based on the grade, generally six or seven local officials or their relatives come to the post station to eat and live, it is good to be able to report a few taels, and the local officials on the fifth grade or their relatives come to the post station to eat and live, and it is normal to report more than a dozen taels, if it is more than three grades, it is even more terrible, dozens of taels or even hundreds of taels are not a problem.
Now on this rule, everyone knows it, anyway, everyone is spending the money of the imperial court, few people will be more serious, if you really investigate it thoroughly, the way to make money in this post station is basically broken, at this time everyone is used to eating and taking cards at the post station, who dares to cut off this financial road, it is estimated that most of the officials in the world will get him to death.
This old man naturally knew that Yang Cong was not a real official, but it didn't matter, as long as he had an official document, and there was a local official with the four grades in his pocket, he didn't worry that he wouldn't get the money when he reported the account.
However, Yang Cong's next move made him dumbfounded.
Generally, the children of high-ranking officials or relatives and friends come to the post station and don't get something to go, but I didn't expect Yang Cong to take a ten taels of silver ingots from his relatives, and said with a smile: "You are the post man here, your surname?" ”
What does that mean?
The old man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Exactly, the little old man's surname is Zhao, and it is the post here." “
Yang Cong nodded, stuffed the silver ingot into his hand, and then said, "Go to the three tables of good wine and food, you have to spend this silver for me, and we will leave tomorrow morning." “
"This."
Old man Zhao looked at the silver in a daze, and he actually wanted to throw it away.
You guy, if you're sick, pay for it yourself, where can I go to report the bills, where can I go to make money!
Of course, Yang Cong knew what this guy was thinking, and he said indifferently: "Other expenses will come according to the rules, and you can use this money to buy some good wine and food." ”
It turned out that I just wanted to eat better, this feeling is good, even the money for buying ingredients has been saved, more than ten taels can basically be stuffed into my pocket, old man Zhao heard this, then he took the silver with a smile, nodded and said: "Okay, Xiao Lao'er will order someone to go to the city quickly to make some good wine and good food for you, you first rest your feet, and the wine and food will definitely be prepared for you within half an hour." ”
After that, he led Yang Cong and his party to a separate courtyard behind the post station, and introduced them earnestly, and then ran out to buy wine and food.
This place is specially reserved for high-ranking officials above the third rank to rest, there are not only spacious and comfortable bedrooms and suites for relatives and guards, but even the study and welcome lobby, the decoration is similar to the upper room of the restaurant inn.
Generally, the larger post stations will build this kind of separate courtyard to entertain those high-ranking officials, and Yang Cong has lived a lot along the way, so he is naturally not familiar with this place.
He was really tired at this time, arranged the entourage a little, and squinted on the bed for a while, feeling that the time was almost up, and then he got up and came to the welcome lobby.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for the old man Zhao to come and say: "My lord, there is a freshly slaughtered black goat in the city, and the little old man specially ordered someone to cook you a big pot of Xin'an special whole sheep soup, which is almost cooked at this time, do you want to taste it now?" ”
Yang Cong nodded, went out to say hello, and then followed Old Man Zhao to the two-story building in front of the post station.