In the first year of Kaihong, Longmen Ferry at the junction of Shaanxi and Shanxi. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The end of the war made this ancient ferry port prosperous again.

Long caravans, including grain convoys, salt convoys, and camel convoys, were blocked at the ferry. Here you can also see a primitive scene - the dart flags and flags of various numbers planted on the convoy and horse team are hunting in the wind, and the neighing of those mules, horses and other livestock, adding a gloomy atmosphere to this ancient ferry. It was accompanied by a long line of refugees returning to Shanxi from Shaanxi, helping the old and the young, blocked at another passage. After the war in Shanxi ended, these people who had been hiding in Shaanxi began to return to their hometowns.

Compared to the large number of caravans and refugees, there were only a few boats at this ancient ferry, and everyone was lined up there, all trying to squeeze forward.

A bearded ferryman shouted to the caravan:

"Twenty wen for a cart of grain, fifty wen for salt, fifty wen for tea, line up, don't crowd! Don't squeeze! ”

Another young, stout captain yelled hoarsely to the victims:

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze! 5 wen for men, 5 wen for women and children! A selve, pay the money quickly, pay the money and get on the boat! ”

At the passage of the caravan, a man who looked like a shopkeeper rode his horse forward and shouted:

"Mu Ye, why has it risen again, the grain was still five wen the day before yesterday, why did it become twenty wen so quickly?"

The dock boss rolled his eyes at him, then yelled.

"Lord who has not seen it, now that the boundary of Shanxi has just been calm, there is business everywhere, and there is silver everywhere, you people, do you care about such a little bit of scattered silver when you go there to do business, besides, you look at how many people and how many goods? No price increase? If you don't increase the price now, when will the price increase? ”

Businessmen, there are almost no charcoal in the snow, and one of them robbed while the fire was robbed. When he said this, the shopkeeper of the caravan only smiled dryly. Then he brought out the money.

"Gotcha! Boss Mu has an order, why don't we still listen? It's the price you said, but when will we get on board? ”

"Wait, wait, what's the hurry?"

As he was talking, there was an old lady among the refugees who had returned home, and she was hesitating when the victims behind her suddenly rushed up, and the ferry was suddenly in chaos.

The guy on the dock, although strong, could barely withstand it, looked at the unkempt appearance in front of him, and hurriedly raised his whip and whipped it in a hurry.

"Don't go up! No squeezing! Stand up for me! Otherwise, don't even think about it. ”

In a passing shop in front of the ferry, an old beggar squinted at all this with lost eyes, and suddenly sang: "Shandandan that ......"

The proprietress next to her was taken aback, but instead of scolding the old beggar, she looked at him with pity, and then looked at the messy ferry.

At that moment, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves in the distance. I saw a messenger from the Four Seas Communications Bureau, with the bureau flag behind his back, flying in front of the gate of this ferry, not only the people and horses were tired, but also wet up and down; What is even more surprising is that when the messenger turned to this side of the official road, he suddenly fell headlong with men and horses.

When everyone saw this scene, they suddenly made a "boom" and shouted in unison:

"What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

The old beggar also stopped singing and looked out.

Two quick-witted salt carts rushed over, pulling the messenger out from under his horse and helping him into the wild shop. The proprietress did not hesitate, and quickly poured a scoop of water skillfully into the messenger's mouth.

After so many years here, this kind of thing is common. It's nothing more than rushing to get out of force. Drink a few sips of water and rest a little to get back to you.

The messenger was over thirty years old, and looked capable, but his braids had been cut off, and his half-moon head was scattered there, his beard was unshaven, and his lips were foaming heavily, and the whole person looked very haggard.

"Where is this? Where's my envelope? ”

The salt cart who had helped him over took the letter bag, glanced at it, and read:

"The letter was sent to Zhao Ziyu, Taiyuan Prefecture, Shanxi, and it was urgent, and it was limited to three days. The credit is 200 Wen, and the fast running fee is 100 taels of silver. ”

"One hundred taels of silver!"

The crowd of onlookers in the store made another "boom", and then chatted chaotically.

These people have traveled north and south for so many years, and they have never seen it, a fast running fee of one hundred taels! 100 taels! Not to mention anything else, buying land is enough to buy ten acres.

Looking at the price, the salt handlebar suddenly understood why the messenger cared so much, so he handed the letter bag to the messenger and said.

"This big brother, why is he in such a hurry, look, your horses are exhausted!"

The tired and collapsed messenger took the letter with trembling hands, got up and wanted to leave, but where did his body listen to the call, and as soon as he stood up, he fell down again with an "oops".

"Oh, this, this, what can I do?"

He held the letter tightly in his arms and couldn't help but say with tears in his voice. The horse is dead, how can I deliver the letter now?

An old man next to him asked: "Zhao Ziyu written in the letter, could it be that Lord Zhao, the governor of Shanxi, who seized Tong Pass, killed Changmao, and protected the people of Shanxi Province?" ”

The messenger hesitated, wiped away his tears, and nodded:

"That's it, that's it, it's Lord Zhao, the Zhao family, something is wrong!"

He struggled to get up.

"I want to go, I just climb, and I have to climb to Taiyuan!"

But he barely got to his feet, and then fell down again.

The proprietress of the Nano shop hurriedly helped him up.

"Can you still go now?"

And the crowd also said:

"You're a person, your leg is broken like this, and you still have to go? How to go? ”

The salt cart that handed over the letter groaned and asked:

"Hey, big brother, why is the letter so urgent, I need to spend a hundred taels of silver to hire you for this trip? In these years, ten taels of silver can buy a big girl! ”

The messenger wiped away tears, did not answer his question, and then murmured:

"What's the matter, it's a fatal thing, I can't say it......"

After hearing his words, everyone immediately looked at each other, and finally the proprietress opened her mouth:

"Hey, I said this big brother, it's useless for you to just wipe your tears here, your leg is broken, and you can't walk for a while, why don't you ask this big brother Yanche for a favor, I will rent him a fast horse, and ask him to help deliver the letter to Taiyuan Mansion and give it to Lord Zhao, what do you think?.

That salt handlebar style didn't expect things to fall on him now, so he was stunned:

"Me?"

When the messenger heard this, he knelt down with a "plop":

"Big brother, I beg you, I'll give you twenty taels of silver, no, give you fifty taels, as long as you can deliver the letter before dark!"

50 taels of silver!

Listening to this price, the salt handlebar style suddenly became tempted, after all, this year is 50 taels of silver, I don't know how much I can do. Seeing this, others began to talk about it again.

That's 50 taels of silver!

The old beggar, who had been sitting at the door of the tea shop, suddenly quacked and sang again, although his somewhat desolate and hoarse singing voice was not very loud, but it seemed to be floating in the chaotic but still primitive Longmen Ancient Ferry, falling in everyone's ears, heavy, and as if with a little tingling, and gradually the voice in the wild shop also lowered.

"Big brother, as long as you deliver the letter. When the time comes, Lord Zhao, there will definitely be an extra reward, big brother, I beg you! ”

The messenger couldn't stop talking, and those eyes were even more staring at the handlebar.

"It's this big brother, this Lord Zhao is the life-saving benefactor of our Shaanxi people, not to mention that there is silver, but there is no silver, let's go on this trip, isn't that also the way it should be, we don't know how many people in Shaanxi survived by him."

The proprietress of the shop on the side persuaded her, and he said so, but in fact, he was thinking about renting out the horses, the rent for the past few days.

A businessman is always a businessman.

What's more, it's the proprietress of the road shop by the ferry.

"This, this ......"

The handlebar type suddenly hesitated, and the people next to him were so unhappy when they saw him. It was easy to speak.

"Why are you so unhappy, if you don't send it, then I'll send this letter. That's a lot of dozens of taels of silver. ”

Seeing this fat difference, he was about to fly away from his body, where is the handlebar willing, and hurriedly said.

"Who, who said no? I'll go! ”

As if he was afraid that the big guys would laugh at him, the handlebar was specially emphasized.

"I didn't send this letter for silver, that is, that's because it's Lord Zhao's letter, if it is replaced by someone else, I won't go!"

Of course, everyone knows that this is just a pretty word. But no one pierced him either.

"Big brother, thank you, thank you......"

While the messenger was thanking him, the proprietress of the ferry shop had already asked her to bring a horse, and after carrying the messenger on her back in the handlebar style, the proprietress emphasized it.

"This big brother, you have to know this rule, you take this letter, whether you are dead or alive, you have to send it to you,"

This is the rule of the letter bureau, if there is no such rule, the letter bureau will not be able to open now.

"I know, I know!"

The handlebar sounded, and then he carried the flag of the letter bureau behind him. Then he jumped on his horse and ran towards the ferry.

It's different from everyone else waiting in line to get on board. When the boss of the ferry saw a messenger running over, he immediately shouted,

"The messenger is coming, let me go, let me ......"

There are many rules in this world, and the messengers in the letter bureau can directly pass through the entrance without queuing, and the reason why this is so is because even the boss of the dock needs to send letters, so it is necessary to give them this convenience.

Riding the handlebars of the horse, he arrived at the opposite shore in a short time, and then immediately got on his horse and left the ferry......

In the Yamen of the Admiral of Shanxi, hundreds of miles away, although it was late at night, the lights were still burning "suddenly".

Although Shanxi has now been demoted to the Han Dynasty, before the arrival of the newly appointed officials, everyone still stayed temporarily, the governor is like this, and the same is true of the admiral, but Zhao Ziyu, who is the governor of Shanxi, also has no power to dispatch the army -- his Shaanxi Yong is now in the warehouse and is being dismissed, according to the agreement reached between the two sides, Shaanxi Yong's severance salary will be paid according to two years' military salary, and the conditions must be very generous.

"This silver, the treasury can get it......"

Zhang Yuanpeng looked at his brother-in-law, he had been sitting in a daze for a long time, and since the two of them sat down today, he didn't say a word, so he opened his mouth to persuade:

"Ziyu, I, I'm also for you!"

"Yes, if you guarantee it like this, I will be able to go back to Shaanxi!"

Zhao Ziyu just shook his head slowly, still didn't say anything more.

"I'm going back to Shaanxi to accompany them!"

Rolling his round eyes and hesitating for a moment, Zhao Ziyu broke the silence and asked.

"I really should thank you, big brother, ......"

This time, Zhang Yuanpeng waved his hand and interrupted him and said:

"Ziyu, I didn't discuss this matter with you because I know your temper, and you are annoyed by that person in your heart, but now that he is the emperor after all, what is the use of being annoyed? Let's take advantage of the current situation to be able to keep your Zhao family, and we are already lucky! What's the matter, ...... in the first place"

There was an indescribable sadness in his voice, after all, it was his sister who died, if it wasn't for his sister for him, how could she sacrifice herself to that person, and then ...... Zhang Yuanpeng didn't want to mention these old things, but compared to Zhao Ziyu, he was more realistic, and he knew that the current conditions couldn't be better.

"I know!"

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Ziyu said:

"I know it's not going to be a good thing, I know it, but, it's ......"

But will that person really let himself go?

Cao just waved his hand, Xing'er didn't dare to make a sound anymore, and quietly retreated.

"Big brother, go back first, we are all left-behind officials now, don't let people find out anything wrong......"

Saying this, Zhao Ziyu got up, and then walked out, looking at his brother-in-law's appearance, Zhang Yuanpeng sighed in his heart, his brother-in-law's heart was too high.

"Ziyu, you want to open some ......"

After Zhang Yuanpeng left, Zhao Ziyu held his head with one hand, sat alone for a while, and suddenly looked into the distance again and whispered to himself.

"Has he really forgotten about it?"

Zhao Ziyu didn't know, but in her opinion, it would be difficult for anyone who is a man to forget this matter.

"However, now he has some concerns, after all, after all, he is now a general......"

Thinking like this in his heart, he felt a little relieved, but as soon as he stood up, he heard someone outside.

"My lord, the old lady at home sent someone to deliver an urgent letter......

As soon as he heard that it was an urgent letter sent by his father, Zhao Ziyu hurriedly took the letter.

As soon as he unfolded the letter, when he saw the content of the letter, Zhao Ziyu suddenly felt that his legs were weak, and the whole person almost didn't fall down.

"The surname, the surname Zhu...... Prepare the horse, prepare the horse! ”

Zhao Ziyu, who only felt that his eyes were red and his heart was churning, he thought about other things, and now he only had one thought, to catch up!

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