Chapter 492: Qinling Ancient Road

Yue Guanchao thought for a moment, although it was indeed a long detour to avoid the county town along the way, it was not a fool's effort, he remembered that he spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and apologized: "That's good, thank you Uncle Tang for taking care of us." ”

"Okay, okay, our horses can walk more than 40 miles a day at most, and barely finish the meridian road in one day and one night, so we have to hurry up and get on the road, and when we reach Yangquanyi at the south end of the meridian road, we can let the carriage rest for a day, which is both safe and worry-free."

After Tang Baoguan finished talking about the general situation of Qinling, Yue Guanchao already knew how to hurry, he rolled up the map, took a few people into the carriage, and waited for them to enter the Meridian Ancient Road out of the Taiyiyu official road, and the plank road with a history of hundreds of years was shown in front of everyone.

The ancient road of the Qinling Mountains, less than hundreds of years, more than thousands of years, the meridian road has existed since the Qin and Han dynasties, and the Bao Xian Chen Cang has almost been built successively, but the circulation of goods in Sichuan and Shu is mostly through the Bao Xuan Road and the Chen Cang Road, and rarely through the Meridian Road to transport.

It's just because it has other uses in history - whenever the southern regime attacks the north, or the northern regime sends troops to the south, it will inevitably take the meridian road to cross, which is not passable for goods, but it is a real ancient military road, and like the Yinping ancient road, it is the most suitable for marching and attacking.

It can be said that this Qinling Ancient Road has gone through many princes and generals from ancient times to the present, and it is precisely because it is more important than military affairs, it is often destroyed by a certain court, and then repaired by the Later Dynasty, thousands of years have passed, leaving countless traces, the most recent repair, at least can be traced back to the end of the Zhu Dynasty.

Yue Guanchao looked at the past, although the meridian road is a plank road, not all of them are piled and hung outside the cliff, and some of the plank roads are directly recessed into the stone wall, shaped like a cave through the mountain peak, and some are shaped like water bridges to support on the river, allowing the rivers and streams to wash the bridge piers, stretching endlessly between the steep mountains and rivers, and it seems that it will never end.

Song Siyuan disliked that it was too stuffy inside, opened the sedan curtain and sat on the pedal in front of the car, his eyes were curious to observe the surroundings, here as Uncle Tang said, few people came, they had been on the horse for so long, and there were still no people, only the beacon gate near the plank road lacked bricks and tiles, standing alone on the mountain peak, seeing people nostalgic for the past and the present, sighing.

She took the map of the Qinling Mountains and said: "In ancient times, the military plank road and the freight plank road were different, the freight plank road had more post station supplies, and the military plank road was the most important information when transiting, and often built beacon towers and passes in the appropriate places of the plank road for the transmission of information, this way of transmitting intelligence was relatively backward in our opinion, but it just made up for the lack of communication in the feudal society, and quickly transmitted the changes in the front and rear of the team to the entire team in the most economical way. ”

After speaking, she took out the camera and took photos of the trestle and the beacon tower, Yue Guanchao saw that she had to take a few pictures every time she saw something, and said in a raised voice: "Song Qianjin, you always shoot at the empty scene, and I haven't seen you pat me, so I'm also a handsome descendant of ten miles and eight villages." ”

This was beyond her strength, Song Siyuan couldn't help but laugh at the camera when she heard it, and couldn't help but tease: "Yue Guanchao, you are a vulgar and reckless man!" You are still handsome, which of the people around me is not better than you, Xu Xiake is more handsome than you, and you can hook up with little girls in your village, and you are not enough to see in front of me. ”

"Besides, my camera is for collecting wind, what's the use of shooting you!"

"Picking? What is it called? ”

Yue Erpao drilled his head out of the curtain.

Song Siyuan looked at Yue Guanhai, the eyes of this half-young man were quite pure, and he didn't look like he was deliberately teasing her, and explained to him: "It is a news reporter who goes to a strange place to experience the customs and customs, and then takes pictures of the scenery he sees, which is called wind collection." ”

Subsequently, Song Siyuan touched the camera, and said with bright eyes: "I have taken a lot of different landscapes in the past few months, and when we get rid of the entanglement of the Tang family this time, and then figure out the tiger talisman, I will resign from the provincial newspaper and return to the West to hold a personal film exhibition. ”

"Ah, you're going back to the West?"

Yue Guanchao was startled when he suddenly heard her talk about going back to the West, and the emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated, both curious and panicked.

"Why do you suddenly want to go back, Song Qianjin, don't you still want to show a few tricks in Fengtian Daily? What a shame to go back now! ”

Yue Guanchao tried his best to hide his intentions, and his thoughts Song Siyuan could also think of it: "That was before, I used to either stay in Mukden, or go on business trips to big cities such as Haicheng, Guangfu, Jianghan, Beijing, and Yangzhou. ”

"But!"

Song Siyuan's words changed, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes: "In the past few months, I have followed everyone to collect wind in the countryside and mountains, and the things I have seen are completely different from the world I originally lived in, and it can even be said that it is different from cloud and mud, until now I don't know that my family background has helped me screen social relations in advance, and filtered out all the unbeautiful things in the Republic of China, including the people's poverty struggle, famine and embarrassment, poverty and disease, and even some people can't even solve the problem of food and clothing, so they can only wait for death in dilapidated houses." ”

This was said very well, and everyone was silent for a while, Yue Guanchao was very familiar with the world's market, so he had to sigh.