Zhenjiang, Jingkou Station.

It also belongs to the waterway station, Yang Qingyi eats down the finances of Jinghai County, but Jingkou Station is a daily gold.

The post house built on the shore can be called a garden-style hotel, and there are even three stages, and the troupe is often invited to sing. Where is this post station, it is clearly a large-scale comprehensive entertainment venue!

Not only on the shore, but also in the water, the passenger ships at the mouth of the canal are also part of the post station industry.

Business travelers do not need to go ashore, and can live directly on large passenger ships. On the passenger ship, there are all kinds of accommodation, entertainment and entertainment, and even famous prostitutes can be recruited.

How big is Kyoguchi-eki?

There are more than 100 post houses, more than 30 boats, more than 70 horses, 3 pavilions, 3 roll sheds, 3 theater stages, 26 horse sheds, 1 Taoist temple (Mawang Palace), more than 500 post guards, grooms, sailors, pavilion men, men, and sedan chair drivers. In addition, it is equipped with a sedan room, a dining room, a veterinary room, a prisoner's room, a forage room, Xiao Wangtang and so on. There is also a branch in Guazhou, with many houses and stables.

The post of Jingkou Station, it is not appropriate to change the county!

Zhao Han and the merchant ships they took did not leave when they arrived in Zhenjiang, and stopped to unload and trade.

Fei Yinghuan was so lavish that he didn't bother to go ashore to find a cheap inn, so he stayed directly in a luxury passenger ship belonging to the post family, waiting to transfer to a ship to Jiujiang.

According to this method of spending money, it is estimated that the silver borrowed from Wang Yongshi has been gone before he returns to Lead Mountain.

Guest room.

Fei Yinghuan tasted a piece of Qigong and said to Zhao Han: "Write another poem "Will Enter the Wine". ”

Zhao Han immediately opened the "Anthology of Tang Poems" and began to copy poems seriously, and by the way, he became familiar with the corresponding traditional characters.

In fact, Zhao Han's calligraphy is passable, and he has also worked hard in the training class in primary school. was belittled by Fei Yinghuan before, it was purely a matter of the strokes of Qi Gong's style, the glyph and structure are relatively strong, how could it be taken by Fei Gongzi to study if it was really bad?

At the same time as Zhao Han waved, Fei Yinghuan tasted the calligraphy in his hand and said: "The glyph of this 'Zen' should be born from the monk Zhiyong, but it has changed slightly, and the body is solid and superior......"

This product is dismantling the characters, familiar with the glyph structure of the Qigong style, and letting Zhao Han keep writing new words every day.

Qi Gong's body looks a little ugly at first glance, why is it beautiful after looking at it twice, Fei Yinghuan never figured it out, because he didn't know what the golden ratio was.

From a scientific point of view, Qi Gong is to sacrifice the strokes and make the glyph structure present in the golden ratio.

After finishing writing a poem "Will Enter the Wine", Zhao Han asked, "Childe, do you want to write it again?" ”

"No, let's continue tomorrow." Fei Yinghuan stared at the font in his hand, and didn't bother to raise his head.

Zhao Han rubbed his sour wrist and walked to push open the window to blow the river breeze.

On the shore, business travel is weaving, prosperous and prosperous, how can there be any signs of the end times?

Shandong and Beizhili are two worlds, Jiangnan and Shandong are two worlds, and even the spirit of beggars is different.

Jiangnan is rich!

On the stage of the post station, there was a scholar giving a lecture, and the audience was full of different classes.

The content of the scholar's lecture could not be heard, but the cheers from the audience came from time to time, and the crazy appearance was like a star holding a concert.

Zhao Han couldn't help but ask: "Childe, the guests on the boat all said that this Mr. Qishan is very famous, why don't you get off the boat to listen to his lecture?" ”

Fei Yinghuan sneered and sneered: "I have seen this Liu Zongzhou, a native of Shanyin, Zhejiang, who was deeply influenced by Wang Xue, but in turn criticized Mr. Yangming. Not only criticized Mr. Yang Ming, but also criticized Zhu Zi and Lu Xiangshan. Crazy to give birth to one, forgetting his ancestors in the number of dictionaries, his false name is quite big. ”

"I see." Zhao Han said no more.

In fact, Zhao Han wanted to get off the boat to take a look, after all, this was the first historical celebrity he had met.

Liu Zongzhou, Mr. Qishan, a member of the Donglin Party, refused the courtesy of the Manchu Baylor, fasted for 23 days and died.

Fei Yinghuan, the eldest son of Fei, obviously misunderstood Liu Zongzhou deeply.

Liu Zongzhou was too arrogant when he was young, and he really caught Zhu Xi, Lu Jiuyuan, and Wang Yangming. But now that he has been resigned from office and practiced for many years, his academic thinking has ushered in a huge change, and he has actually become a loyal believer of Wang Yangming.

Chongzhen succeeded to the throne, and Liu Zongzhou was elected as the Yin of Shuntian Mansion, and was invited to give lectures all the way to the north.

Zhao Han leaned on the window and looked at it for a while, and said curiously: "Childe, what do you think of the Donglin Party?" ”

Fei Yinghuan said with a smile: "Donglin Academy has been burned, how can there be any real Donglin Party?" It's all just clinging to it. But at a young age, you have also heard of the Donglin Party? ”

Zhao Han could only talk nonsense: "My father admired the Donglin Party before his death. ”

Fei Yinghuan explained: "When Wei Zhongxian was in power, there were anti-Wei people, regardless of their origins, and they were all beaten as the Donglin Party. After the fall of Wei Zhongxian, everyone fought to be the Donglin Party, otherwise they would be denounced as eunuchs. Either/or, it's for the party. When I entered Beijing at the beginning of the year, I lived in the house of an elder, and I heard him say that the court was lively every day. ”

Well, the Donglin Party belongs to the political side, this statement was unexpected by Zhao Han.

Fei Yinghuan continued to study calligraphy, and Zhao Han returned to his cabin.

There are four masters and servants, and they live in the same suite.

Fei Yinghuan lived alone in the cabin house, and Zhao Han, Zhao Zhenfang, and Wei Jianxiong shared a cabin, and ordered them to do things at any time if necessary.

"Second brother, look at it, look at it!" Zhao Zhenfang ran happily with a toy.

Zhao Han hugged his little sister with a smile and asked, "What is this?" ”

Zhao Zhenfang said as if offering a treasure: "This is a puppet given by Uncle Wei, and the neck, hands and feet can be moved." ”

Zhao Han begged over to play with it for a while, pretending to be surprised: "You can really move, what a delicate puppet!" ”

Zhao Zhenfang grinned even more happily, revealing a big gap that was changing her teeth, and the little girl became more and more cheerful.

Coaxed the little sister for a while, Zhao Han said gratefully: "Thank you Uncle Wei......"

"No need, get off the boat to do errands, buy it easily," Wei Jianxiong lay on the ground, leisurely cocked Erlang's legs, and held a grass in his mouth, "You go and pack your luggage, the boat has been found, and you will leave for Jiujiang tomorrow." ”

Zhao Han hurriedly went to clean up his things, and he did all the chores along the way, and Wei Jianxiong became half a young master leisurely.

After finishing the work, Wei Jianxiong asked again: "Have you practiced spear today?" ”

Zhao Han said: "It's not too late. ”

Wei Jianxiong urged: "A thousand stabs a day, not once. ”

Zhao Han had to take out his spear and practice stabbing in the cabin, the moves were unchanged, boring and boring.

After finally finishing the practice, Wei Jianxiong began to call again: "Go and call for wine and food." ”

Zhao Han picked up the bench and walked out of the cabin, there was a bell at the door, and he had to build a bench to touch it.

"Jingle bell!"

A crisp bell rang and soon a guy came over to provide room service.

Zhao Han said: "I'm tired of sending some food." ”

Wei Jianxiong lay inside and shouted: "A Jinling roast duck, a plate of braised bean curd, two catties of sauce beef, a steamed mandarin fish, a retort of white rice, and a pot of Shaoxing Huadiao." ”

The guy said, "Guest officer, the sauce beef is out of sale, I'm afraid I won't have it until tomorrow." ”

Don't talk about the imperial ban, beef is also sold, monkey brains are available, and you can even order shark fin, as long as you can afford it.

Wei Jianxiong said: "Then change it to mutton." ”

"Okay, guys, wait a minute!" The guy trotted away.

About two quarters of an hour later, the man came over with wine and food, and sent it to the big house for Fei Yinghuan to enjoy.

Fei Yinghuan didn't have much appetite, so he only ate some roast duck and half a mandarin fish, and left the rest to the three servants.

Wei Jianxiong ate a few bites, suddenly got up and walked into the back room, and reached out to grab the wine jug on the table.

Fei Yinghuan reminded: "I still have to drink." ”

Wei Jianxiong smiled and said, "Son, the wine is not hot, the cold wine hurts the stomach, the old lady asked me to take care of you all the way." ”

"Nonsense, where is the wine not hot? Put it down! Fei Yinghuan was a little angry.

"Or is it hot? Then I'll taste it," Wei Jianxiong poured into the spout and said in surprise, "It's weird, it's really not cold, and it's back to the son." ”

Fei Yinghuan looked at the saliva on the spout, suddenly had a black line, and scolded: "Diao slave, take the wine and roll it out for me!" ”

Wei Jianxiong bowed his hand: "Thank you Gongzi for the wine." ”

Swaggering back to the hut, Wei Jianxiong's eyes widened, looking at the empty plate and asking, "Where is the Jinling roast duck?" ”

Zhao Zhenfang was sucking her fingers, her mouth full of oil, and her face was innocent.

"After eating, there is only half a duck head left, Uncle Wei, do you want to eat it?" Zhao Han handed over the duck head in his mouth.

Wei Jianxiong sighed: "You two can really eat, such a big duck will be eaten in a blink of an eye." ”

Zhao Zhenfang covered her mouth and snickered, and took out the plate with braised tofu: "Uncle Wei, I'm playing with you, the duck leg meat and duck breast meat haven't moved." ”

"It's kind of a conscience." Wei Jianxiong pouted.

became a slave of the Fei family, not to mention anything else, the food was very rich along the way.

Fei Yinghuan was used to being extravagant, and Wei Jianxiong ordered casually. He only ate a little by himself, and the rest went into the belly of Zhao Han, Zhao Zhenfang, and Wei Jianxiong.

When they arrived in Jiujiang to change boats, the brother and sister directly gained weight, and they were no longer as thin as before.

At the same time, Zhao Han finally understood why Wei Jianxiong could have a big waist and a round waist, this thing was a complete dry rice person!

However, the relationship between Fei Yinghuan and Wei Jianxiong made Zhao Han a little puzzled.

It's not like a master and servant at all, but more like a sworn brother.

(Ask for a recommended ticket, a commuter pass.) ）