"What's this bad idea?" Mr. Hu was speechless and said: "Don't worry about Dong Weng, you were killed by him first before the truth was revealed?!" ”

"Unless I stop here, Yongjiahou will definitely kill me." Dao Tong saw it very clearly, but he couldn't stop himself, and said with a sad smile: "Take 10,000 steps back, even if I really want to stop, will Yongjiahou believe me?" ”

"No, it won't." Mr. Hu said gloomily: "These people are ruthless, and they are talking about cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, and never suffering in the future." ”

"Therefore I will surely die." Dao Tong said in a low voice: "Either die from assassination or die from false accusations, which way do you think it is better?" ”

"None of them are good." Mr. Hu said with a sour nose: "Little Lao'er understands that the reason why Dong Weng wants to send the bullet to the capital is to let him frame you, not to assassinate you." ”

"That's right." Dao Tong slapped his palms and smiled: "If this official dies in assassination, then my bullet seal will become Yongjiahou's life talisman, and the emperor will definitely investigate thoroughly." Only by putting a deadly charge on me and making me a damned sinner will my share of the bullet be useless. ”

Mr. Hu couldn't laugh at all, he felt that his eyes were sour, he hurriedly turned his head away, took a deep breath for a long time and asked, "Dong Weng, is there really no other way?" ”

"There's still a silver lining." Dao Tong smiled and said, "I didn't tell you that when I met the saint on New Year's Day last year, there was a chance. ”

"What chance?" Mr. Hu hurriedly asked.

"When the emperor questioned me and Yongjiahou, His Royal Highness the King of Chu was also present." Dao Tong arched his hand towards the north and said, "After coming out, His Royal Highness the King of Chu stopped me and told me that if there is any difficulty, I can find someone from Guangzhou City to send a message to him." ”

"Oops, that's a good feeling!" Mr. Hu slapped his thigh and said happily: "The common people say, 'The sixth and the sixth, they are all worried when they see the ghosts', let alone Yongjiahou." No wonder Dong Weng firmly believes that the truth will be revealed, and it turns out that there is still this trump card! ”

"It's a pity that His Highness led a large army to conquer the Japanese." Dao Tong sighed and said, "I don't know when I will return to China." ”

"Yes......" Mr. Hu also suddenly remembered this stubble, and suddenly deflated and said: "How can he not be in the country?" ”

"We're out of luck." Dao Tong smiled bitterly and said, "If he happens to return to China at this time, I may be able to live." But I don't hope ......."

"But His Highness will return to China sooner or later, I can't wait for him to come back, I can only rely on Mr." As he spoke, he patted Mr. Hu on the shoulder vigorously and said:

"After daybreak, you send me a letter to the city, and then leave Guangzhou, and when Your Highness returns to China, you will reappear and report my affairs to him as it is. I believe that Your Highness will definitely return my innocence and help me avenge me. Please, sir......"

"Dong Weng ......" Mr. Hu couldn't cry anymore.

"It's too late to be sentimental, it's almost dawn, hurry up and get busy in your room." Dao Tong stood up as he spoke, striding towards Mr. Hu's residence.

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Because of the exemption from the row of offices, the county government was silent all morning until the crisp bell rang.

It was two officers and soldiers of the courier shop who wore leather belts around their waists, hung bells and held guns, and carried raincoats and wooden boxes to collect official documents.

The post transmission system of the Ming Dynasty consists of three parts, a post station, an express delivery shop and a delivery station. The latter is specifically responsible for the transportation of military supplies and tribute, and is not responsible for the upload and distribution of official documents. The task of service of official documents is the responsibility of the first two.

Among them, the express delivery shop specializes in the delivery of official documents, and the post station welcomes and sends envoys and reports the military situation at the same time, mainly because the post station has horses, and the express delivery shop has no horses, so the Ming court stipulates that 'important and urgent military affairs are handed over to the post station, and the official letters in ordinary times are delivered by the soldiers of the express delivery shop, and the two complement each other, taking into account the efficiency and cost.

After all, emergency military information is very rare, and it can't be used a few times a year, so the delivery of official documents from the Ming Dynasty is basically delivered on foot by laying soldiers. Therefore, it is called 'foot delivery', and the soldiers are also called 'pawns'. The so-called peddlers and pawns refer to them......

Don't look down on these horseless infantry, they have to travel 300 miles day and night to deliver official documents. It's not slow at all.

Of course, each shop soldier is only responsible for the ground of the shop, every ten miles for a shop, after being delivered, it will be relayed by the next shop.

Delivering government decrees is important in a hurry. Daming is very strict with the management of the express shop, and the documents must be delivered within a day and night to complete the 30 shops, so the entire express delivery system is like a tightly run machine, day and night to upload and distribute the official documents of the Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, the soldiers come regularly every day to collect official documents, and they do not wait for the obscurity.

The shopkeeper led by the pawn put the official documents in the county into his partner's back box, locked it, and the two left quickly.

They had a bell hanging on their tassel guns, and as soon as they walked, a bell rang, and the carriages, horses, and pedestrians along the way, when they heard the bell, immediately avoided the side of the road.

In this way, the two shop soldiers walked out of Guangzhou City unhindered and ran towards Shilipu.

After leaving the city, cars and horses gradually became scarce, and there were no pedestrians to be seen on the road, but there was a man in a strong suit wearing a hat leading a horse, looking under the tree.

As soon as he saw these two soldiers, the big man gave a whistle.

The two shopkeepers actually walked over after the sound, and the two sides obviously knew each other and nodded to each other. tacitly drilled into the grove next to the road.

Then without waiting for the other party to ask, the leading soldier said directly: "There is an official document sent to the capital." ”

"Take a look." The big man said in a deep voice.

The shopper opened his back box and took out a tightly sealed case.

"It's okay to look at it, but you can't open it, otherwise no one will be able to afford it." The leading shopkeeper admonished, and when he saw the other party nodding, he handed over the card box.

Dahan took it and saw that there were nine seals pasted on his head, and there were riding seams and fire paint on the seals, and all the means that could be used were used, and the purpose was one, not giving people any chance to take advantage of.

"What's in there?" He weighed it.

"I don't know." The leading shop soldier shook his head and said, "But according to experience, there should be a stack of paper as thick as a book." ”

The big man shook the box as he said, and sure enough, he heard the sound of paper brushing inside.

"What else do you know?" He asked again.

"In the entire Panyu County and even Guangzhou Prefecture, only Daozhi County has the right to directly play the capital, so this must be his recital." The leading shopkeeper said, grabbing the box and trying to take it back.

The fierce light flashed in Dahan's eyes, and he hesitated for a moment, but still let go. He took out a money bag from his bosom, threw it to the other party, and said, "Give tea to the brothers." ”

"Thank you, Brother Zhu." The leading shopkeeper clenched his fists, took the money bag into his arms, repacked the card box and locked it, and then left quickly with his companions.

The crisp bell rang again on the official road.

When the bell was gone, the big man came out of the woods, mounted his horse and galloped away.

(End of chapter)