Yangling is the tomb of Emperor Jing.

As the father of the new emperor, this kind of tomb undoubtedly needs to be closely defended.

"How can you make up the numbers with us novice officials, Your Majesty uses people so inappropriately, is this mediocre or is there really no one under his hands?"

It was difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to understand the employment mechanism of the imperial court.

If tomb robberies in Yangling are frequent, this kind of place will have to send competent personnel over, and it will inevitably strengthen the guards, rather than a few disabled people who are engaged in such a three-hearted defense.

Zhang Xuezhou's feelings on his first day in office were complicated.

He had already thought of all kinds of coping plans for the nest, but he didn't expect that Yangling would not be easy to do in guarding the tomb.

"I don't know if I learn from King Liang, the tombs built by others are so professional, not only do they not need guards, but ordinary people can't find them!"

In the end, Zhang Xuezhou had to criticize the court for being unreliable, but if Emperor Jing's mausoleum was built to be secret, no one could find it, so why should he be the gatekeeper.

In the past, he criticized King Liang for repairing tombs ruthlessly, exchanging the deaths of tomb repairers and sergeants for guarding secrets, but building tombs like Emperor Jing attracted tomb robbers to come, resulting in the death and injury of the guards, and Zhang Xuezhou felt even more unreliable.

Of course, if he hadn't been the gatekeeper of East Sima Gate, then Zhang Xuezhou would still think that the tomb of King Liang was not good.

"Xu Wuduo, you said that there are only a few people here, how can we guard this city gate?"

The tombs of ordinary people are only a few square small dirt slopes, and the tomb of King Liang was dug up from the mountain, and the interior belongs to the palace layout, but the size of this layout is also limited.

And Emperor Jing's Yangling area is huge, there are twelve miles from the East Sima Gate to the West Sima Gate, if you walk along the outside road, it is not strange to go out of twenty or thirty miles of road.

The South Sima Gate and the North Sima Gate only need to walk five or six miles.

The entire cemetery presents a rectangular area, but this area is so large that Zhang Xuezhou can't complain.

Relying on the number of them, this is not able to protect such a huge area.

Zhang Xuezhou asked about Xu Wuduo, who had worked here the longest, that is, the fat soldier who took the lead in responding to Zhang Xuezhou's words.

Xu Wuduo retired from the Northern Army and arranged a job to eat imperial grain, but this imperial grain was not easy to get.

Emperor Jing has only been dead for a year, and his boss has already died twice, and now it is the turn of the third bus Sima Ling.

The bosses are doing so badly, Xu Wuduo is not doing very well, and he hasn't even gotten his money for two months.

Now he only hopes that this new boss will live longer, at least long enough to take their money out and distribute it.

He responded honestly to Zhang Xuezhou's question, and took Zhang Xuezhou to patrol the city wall.

Standing on the city wall, the two can also see the imperial mausoleum in the distance, and involve the back mausoleum, the southern and northern districts from the burial pits, the convict cemetery, the mausoleum temple and other ceremonial buildings.

The emperor's mausoleum is west to the east, and it is located in the middle of the cemetery to the west, which is the burial place of Emperor Jing.

The back tomb, the southern area from the burial pit, and the northern area from the burial pit are equally distributed in the four corners of the imperial tomb, and the concubine burial cemetery area and the sacrificial platform are located on the north and south sides of the imperial tomb.

The cemetery of the prisoners who buried tens of thousands of people is on the west side of the emperor's mausoleum, the north and south are arranged in a word, the whole cemetery is centered on the emperor's mausoleum, the four corners are arched, the north and south are symmetrical, and the east and west are connected.

Zhang Xuezhou watched and felt that this was an excellent feng shui place, and there was a hidden murderous opportunity.

Spread their crooked melons and cracked dates, and Sima Gate everywhere should be easy to break through, but whether the tomb robbers can get something after entering the cemetery requires real skills.

Zhang Xuezhou was a little relieved after some investigation.

They are just guarding the door, not the patrol members of the mausoleum, and someone else is obviously responsible for the internal safety, for Zhang Xuezhou and others, guarding the gate is the king.

"The door is closed!"

Zhang Xuezhou thought clearly, and closed the gate of the East Sima Gate tightly according to the previous pattern of the soldiers.

As for the other three Sima Men, Zhang Xuezhou can't control it.

If he manages it well, he is overstepping his authority, and if he manages a problem, he will take the blame.

He doesn't do thankless work at this time.

But this bus Sima Ling of East Sima Gate is obviously not good.

"What other rules do we have here?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"My lord, there are no rules," Xu Wuduo said: "Let's guard the door here and don't let the thief in." ”

"It's okay to have no rules!"

The official of the bus Sima Ling has a bunch of, and the only good thing is that Zhang Xuezhou has the final say here, and no one calls Zhang Xuezhou to do all kinds of things.

It is inevitable that the inspection documents need to be submitted to Jingzhaoyi Mansion for processing every day, but this is not a troublesome matter, and whoever stops by the way after work can send a copy to the past.

Compared with the city gate of Chang'an City, or the daily entry and exit of Sima Gate at the palace, the number of people entering and exiting the four major gates of Yangling is very small, and some craftsmen and people who repair the cemetery have the need to enter and exit every day.

Let Xu Wuduo lead him to inspect the scope of the East Sima Gate, and Zhang Xuezhou found Ma Yuan, who was as thin as tuberculosis.

This Ma Yuan is not in good health and can't do heavy work, but Ma Yuan has learned words and can do some simple paperwork, and was finally sent to this radish pit by his family to eat imperial grain.

In Ma Yuan's coughing sound, Zhang Xuezhou also checked the East Sima Gate record written by Ma Yuan.

There are only daily records of entering and exiting the records, how many people actually entered, and how many people actually came out.

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the number of people entering and leaving the city every day between twenty-two and twenty-five, and felt that the daily flow of people entering and leaving Dongsima Gate was low to a certain extent.

"Song Dongjia, Zhu Yuncheng!"

"Yui!"

"You two will keep the morning shift first!"

"Yui!"

"Xu Wuduo, Zhou Botong, the two of you are in the middle class!"

"Yui!"

After making a simple arrangement, Zhang Xuezhou decided to work the night shift by himself.

In addition, there are only six people in him, so he can only make up the numbers temporarily at this time and wait for the other personnel arranged by the imperial court to arrive.

"My lord, I'll keep a night watch with you, this ...... Cough...... Ahem, ahem! ”

"You just make a record, you don't have to keep a night watch!"

When Ma Yuan came over to ask for instructions, Zhang Xuezhou stretched out his hand and signaled the other party to do something to record, and then went to Jingzhaoyi Mansion every day to submit the duty documents.

There are only five subordinates in total, and Zhang Xuezhou can't make any special and proper targeted arrangements.

In short, when things come, they will deal with it, and if they get into trouble and need to cut off their heads, he will run away, and it is a big deal to change his name and appearance and continue to seek officials.

Zhang Xuezhou thought about the worst outcome, so he had to find a chair, and then sat on the city tower to pass the time.

"There is a man named Zheng Wukong who lives there in the sixteenth stone lion in the old tree alley, he claims to be a good doctor, you cough ...... problem."

When Zhang Xuezhou proposed Ma Yuan to go to the doctor, he saw a group of people standing in the distance on the carriage pulling goods, carrying baskets, flat poles, sawtooth and other things in a group.

"Lord Dongfang, the craftsmen sent by Shaofu and Zongzheng have arrived!"

Song Dongjia, who was on duty in the morning, shouted.

"There is a section to enter the door, and there is no section to pass!"

Zhang Xuezhou replied, and his eyes began to scan the craftsmen who were transported by the official carriage, and began to guard the door for the first time in his life.

(End of chapter)