"This road is wide and straight, I'm afraid that the soldiers of Langzhou can reach Jiangling in one day!"

Fu Zhao was quite frightened and shocked.

Nowadays, the Central Plains are not rich and the court is poor. The roads between prefectures and counties are probably left over from the former Tang Dynasty. The repairs are all subject to local governments, and the court really has no financial resources to use them.

Look at the roads in the pseudo-Tang Dynasty, the roads are covered with green trees and neat, and it must be maintained by people often, otherwise they would have been broken. He even saw that every few miles, a man wearing a short shirt and a red sleeve was cleaning the road with a broom.

How can such manpower and such financial resources not be afraid of people?

"How hypocritical, I'm afraid that this section of the road is so neat. It happened that the northern merchants went south to Changsha, showing the prosperity of the Tang Kingdom!" Zhao Fu laughed softly, finding a reasonable explanation for himself.

It is difficult for us in the Song Dynasty to accomplish such a big thing. How can the South do it well? It must be a face-saving project.

"Sir, I'm afraid I came from the north. This road is called the Mansion Road, which connects Jingnan Prefecture and Changsha Prefecture. It is hundreds of miles long and thousands of people. It took a year and five months to end. It is extremely hard work!"

The businessman who led the way did not know his identity and thought he was here to look for relatives. He heard his words and respected his scholars, but he still refuted:

"The government roads are connected to each other, and there are no exceptions. In addition, there are also state roads and county roads. They are still under construction and have never stopped. I heard that there are 5,000 soldiers working every day, and many Song soldiers are also involved!"

"Such a huge expense, is the southern country so rich?"

Zhao Fu still couldn't believe it. He opened the car window and looked at the rice fields on both sides of the road, the endless stream of pedestrians and scholars chatting and laughing, and he already felt 80% credible in his heart.

The merchant cursed the Northern Barbarians with disdain in his heart and then left to avoid wasting his words.

Until we arrived at a town, located between Lizhou and Langzhou, it was a large scale, with a population of thousands, and there were many inns and wine shops. The merchants took this opportunity to rest and replenish wine and food, which seemed very leisurely.

"This town is a major transportation road, no wonder it is so prosperous!" Zhao Fu sighed.

"Hahaha, this scholar, you are from the north. This is an inn, so where is the town!"

The businessman beside him laughed with his stomach straight. It was obvious that it was a happy thing to laugh at a scholar.

"Is the inn?" Zhao Fu still couldn't believe that these dozens of wine shops and teahouses were just inns.

He walked around and realized that there was indeed a simple post station in the center, with only a few green officials drinking tea and eating.

The table was worn out, and the food on it was nothing more than rice, vegetables, tofu, and a salted fish, which was so harsh.

The dignified official master actually ate salted fish with this treatment. He really doesn't take the official seriously.

"Sir, this is an inn. Although you have free meals and accommodation, you can only come to our restaurant to eat and stay, and you will never go there!"

The restaurant clerk went out to attract merchants. Seeing these accompanying scholars wandering around, he couldn't help but bend down and smile.

"Why is this station so shabby?" Zhao Fu said in confusion.

"This inn is a thirty-mile family. The officials who come and go can receive free hospitality, food, drink and accommodation, but there is one thing. The food is extremely simple. Today, the market is cheap and the salted fish is on the table. In the past, it was just a matter of vegetables and tofu, not to mention the place where you live. The wooden boards and stone pillows, the broken hemp quilts, and the official is rich and well-dressed. Even if it is free, he doesn't want to go!"

"So, they all entered our restaurant and spent money. Only the stingy and poor little officials went to stay in the inn!"

The guy looked at the green robe officials in the inn with contempt, then bent down and whispered: "The land near this inn is all from the inn. He rents business with us, and earns a lot of money every year. In addition to hiring people to repair roads and provide food, he also spends a lot of money, which is more than making money in business!"

"So, the more crude they are, they just want to drive people away, so that they can make money!"

Zhao Fu was shocked. Since ancient times, post stations have been a loss-making business, all relying on the support of local prefectures and counties. Now, not only do they bear the profits and losses, but also have a large amount of money left. It is unheard of.

He was so polite, so Mr. Zhao went to his restaurant to eat, but he still had the money.

In another day, we will arrive in Langzhou.

This former deputy capital of Hunan, Zhou Xingfeng's hometown, is as prosperous and lively as ever.

When he arrived here, he entered the city and saw the appearance of Hunan. After all, Jiangling has been prosperous since ancient times, and it is not worth making up for it. Lizhou is too short and Langzhou is just the right size.

When you arrive in Langzhou, what you see are three yamen, the most luxurious and busy yamen, the most watched jail of the Tongzong yamen, and the deserted and grand yamen.

The merchants who were in the Transport Office were shocked and went to pay taxes independently to avoid being arrested. That was the family was destroyed. I heard that there were hundreds of people under him, fully equipped and had crossbows, and no one dared to provoke them.

The state yamen did not dare to go, and dozens of clerks were here to do their merits.

The Tongzong Yamen is a special place for trial cases. There are hundreds of plaintiffs and defendants coming every day, and they never rest every day. There are so many things that can be considered as a fur.

After watching for a while, Zhao Fu found that the trial process was very fast. He had his own sense of answering questions and was open and upright, and it was difficult to commit favoritism and fraud.

I heard that this is the yamen’s rule. Without more than twenty people watching, the case will not be tried.

Once the court arrives, if someone calls for injustice.

He was so polite, so Mr. Zhao went to his restaurant to eat, but he still had the money.

In another day, we will arrive in Langzhou.

This former deputy capital of Hunan, Zhou Xingfeng's hometown, is as prosperous and lively as ever.

When he arrived here, he entered the city and saw the appearance of Hunan. After all, Jiangling has been prosperous since ancient times, and it is not worth making up for it. Lizhou is too short and Langzhou is just the right size.

When you arrive in Langzhou, what you see are three yamen, the most luxurious and busy yamen, the most watched jail of the Tongzong yamen, and the deserted and grand yamen.

The merchants who were in the Transport Office were shocked and went to pay taxes independently to avoid being arrested. That was the family was destroyed. I heard that there were hundreds of people under him, fully equipped and had crossbows, and no one dared to provoke them.

The state yamen did not dare to go, and dozens of clerks were here to do their merits.

The Tongzong Yamen is a special place for trial cases. There are hundreds of plaintiffs and defendants coming every day, and they never rest every day. There are so many things that can be considered as a fur.

After watching for a while, Zhao Fu found that the trial process was very fast. He had his own sense of answering questions and was open and upright, and it was difficult to commit favoritism and fraud.
Chapter completed!