There are ten thousand wines in the golden cup, and ten thousand yuan in the jade plate.

I can't eat when I stop the cup and throw the chopsticks, and I draw my sword and look around at my heart at a loss.

If you want to cross the Yellow River to block the ice, you will climb the Taihang Mountains with snow.

When I was free to fish on the green stream, I suddenly rode a boat and dreamed of the sun.

It is difficult to walk! It is difficult to walk! There are many miserable roads, where are you now?

There will be a time when the wind and waves will hang straight on the clouds and sails across the sea

Three poems by Li Bai, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, described the hardships of going out for a long journey. In ancient times, it was really difficult to go out for a long journey.

These days, there are not many cars, trains, planes, and most people rely on their feet to travel far away, and they travel two or three thousand miles to take the exam. It makes people feel numb when they think about it!

Yang Cong is better, and he has a carriage.

However, it is actually not very comfortable to ride a carriage at this moment, because it is the hottest time in the south. The scorching sun is facing the carriage. The temperature inside the carriage is unimaginable, and the road is not a flat and smooth road.

If you want to get from Quanzhou Prefecture to Jinling City, you can only go north, pass through Jianning Prefecture, Fujian, Quzhou Prefecture, Zhejiang, Huizhou Prefecture, Nanzhili, and then pass through Ningguo Prefecture, and finally arrive at Yingtian Prefecture, where Jinling City is located.

This way, until the Ningguo Mansion in Nanzhili, is basically mountainous. Most of the official roads among the mountains and ridges are winding and rugged, uneven. Even if you ride on a carriage, you can make people feel sore all over. Sometimes the mountain road is too steep and you have to get off the bus and walk from time to time.

Yang Cong has really suffered a lot along the way. Since he became a child of a rich family, he has never worked so hard.

Fortunately, Yu Dayou and Tang Kekuan were accompanied by more than 20 fully armed guards to protect them, but there were no blind bandits who came to take their advice. It was quite safe along the way.

After going through a lot of hardships, the group walked hard among the mountains and ridges for more than twenty days, and finally arrived at Xin'an Station north of Huizhou Prefecture City.

When I got here, even if I left the mountainous area, the official road became extremely spacious from here. It seems that these hard days have ended.

Yang Cong looked at the plaque at Xin'an Station next to the official road and couldn't help but let out a long sigh. He couldn't help but jump out of the carriage and said excitedly: "Brother Zhifu, there is no more mountains in front of you, right?"

When Yu Dayou heard this, he smiled and nodded, "It's gone, until Yingtian Mansion, except for the trouble of taking a ferry, there are almost all such spacious and flat official roads in other places."

Yang Cong couldn't help laughing and said, "Let's go and have a good meal and celebrate."

After saying that, he took the lead in walking into the inn.

These days, the inns are not like those in the early Ming Dynasty. At this time, ordinary inns have separate courtyards, and the larger inns are even several levels.

The Xin'an Station seems to be quite large. There is even a two-story building in the yard in front, which looks like a restaurant in the city.

There were also many postmen in this post station. As soon as the group arrived at the gate, more than ten postmen came up to greet them, took the horses and carriages in their hands, and skillfully pulled them to the stable behind them. Then, an old man with big ears came forward, nodded and bowed, "Do you dare to ask where are the adults coming from?"

I don’t know how many stations I stayed on along the way. Yang Cong was already familiar with this trick anymore. He took out the official document issued by Wang Dong from his arms and handed it to the old man. Then he said seriously: “We come from Fujian and go to Jinling to do business.”

The old man took the document and saw a faint smile on his face. This guy, a relative of a fourth-rank official, wouldn't be a problem to report a dozen taels of taels!

He nodded and bowed: "It turns out that the adults are from Fujian. We have worked hard all the way, please come inside, please come inside."

In the past few years, the consumption in the inn is also based on the grade. Generally, local officials of the sixth and seventh rank or their relatives come to the inn to eat and live, it would be good to report a few taels. However, local officials of the fifth rank or their relatives come to the inn to eat and live, it would be normal to report a dozen taels. If it is a third rank or above, it would be even more amazing. It would be no problem if it is a dozen taels or even hundreds of taels.

Now everyone knows this rule. Anyway, everyone spends money from the court, and few people will be serious. If they really investigate it, the way to make money at this post station has basically been cut off. Now everyone is used to eating and getting a card at the post station. Whoever dares to cut off this financial path? I guess most officials in the world will kill him.

The old man naturally knew that Yang Cong was not a real official, but it didn't matter. Just have official documents and a fourth-rank local official was in charge. He was not worried about not getting the money when reporting the bill.

However, Yang Cong's next actions stunned him.

It would be good if this high-ranking official or relatives or friends came to the post station without getting something to leave. Unexpectedly, Yang Cong actually took a silver ingot of ten taels from his personal hand and said with a smile: "You are the postmaster here, your surname is yours?"

What does this mean?

The old man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's exactly that. The old man's surname is Zhao, and he is the postmaster here."

Yang Cong nodded, stuffed the silver ingot into his hand, and then sent an order: "Go to the whole table of good wine and food. You have to spend this silver for me. We will leave tomorrow morning."

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Old Man Zhao stared at the silver blankly, and he was actually a little tempted to throw it away.

You guy, are you sick, pay for it yourself. Where can I go to report the money? Where can I go to make money!

Of course, Yang Cong knew what this guy was thinking, so he said indifferently: "The other expenses should be followed by the rules. Just use this money to buy some good wine and good food."

It turned out that I wanted to eat better. I had a good relationship and even saved money from purchasing ingredients. I could basically put more than ten taels in my pocket. When Old Man Zhao heard this, he smiled and took the money, nodded and bowed, "Okay, the old man will order someone to go to the city to get some good wine and food for you. You can take a break first, and the wine and food will definitely be prepared for you within half an hour."

After saying that, he led Yang Cong and his party to a separate courtyard behind the inn, gave a sincere introduction, and then ran out to buy wine and food.

This place is specially reserved for senior officials of third rank or above to rest. It not only has a spacious and comfortable bedroom and a suite for personal guards to live in, but also a study room and a welcome lobby. The decoration is similar to the upper room of a restaurant and inn.

Generally, larger inns will be specially built to entertain senior officials. Yang Cong has lived in many places along the way, so he is naturally not familiar with this place.

He was really tired at this moment, so he arranged the entourage for a while, put on his clothes and sniffed on the bed for a while. It felt like the time was almost over, so he got up and came to the welcoming lobby.

Sure enough, not long after, the postmaster Zhao, ran over and said in a coquettish manner: "Sir, there is a black goat that is slaughtered in the city. The old man specially ordered someone to cook a large pot of Xin'an specialty mutton soup for you. It's almost done. Do you go and taste it now?"
Chapter completed!