An autumn rain and a cold.
Although the rain was not heavy, it was extremely cold.
In the drizzle, a group of hundreds of brave knights came on horseback. Their faces were covered by cloaks that protected them from the rain. The world was filled with the sound of horse hooves stepping on the muddy water and the sound of their riding whips.
The galloping war horse continuously sprays white hot air from the bridle. The galloping hooves of the war horse bring up the muddy water on the ground, which falls on the knight's silk raincoat, forming patches of mottled water.
This was the official road leading to Fuzhou. This cavalry team was Zhu Yunxi and his entourage who traveled day and night. After leaving the capital, he did not show any pretense of being a prince's imperial envoy. Instead, he left the officials of the Household Department of the Inspectorate behind and personally took He Guangyi with him.
Fu Rang, the Liao brothers and other guards galloped over.
If Yingtianfu is said to be the prosperous age of the Ming Dynasty, then what you see after leaving the capital is the most real human world. Entering Fuzhou, you can see that there are miserable winds and cold rain everywhere, and large areas of farmland are soaked in floods.
The ears of rice were bent by the flood.
Huh! Zhu Yunxi reined in the horse's head, the war horse brayed twice, and the horse's hoofs stepped hard on the muddy water several times.
"Where are you?" Zhu Yunxi asked loudly.
He Guangyi said loudly from the side, "Your Highness, there are still twenty miles to reach Fuzhou City." After that, he whispered to Zhu Yunxi, "Your Highness, the brother who opened the way should have entered the city. Look, are you in front?
Take a rest at the inn, change your clothes, and wait for the officials from Fuzhou City to come out to pick you up!"
"Okay!" Zhu Yunxi nodded, "Everyone is exhausted after driving for several days in a row. Let's go in and have a bowl of hot soup and tidy up!"
"Here!" He Guangyi responded loudly, "Here are two people, hurry up and go to the station ahead to report that King Wu..."
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"Don't say it's me!" Zhu Yunxi stopped him and said to the cavalry who was about to set off, "Just apply for any official position!"
The two cavalrymen who opened the way agreed and disappeared into the drizzle.
There were inns all over the Ming Dynasty, and the inn in Fuzhou was just a few miles away from Zhu Yunxi and his party, and they arrived in a blink of an eye. The new policy of converting inns into postal services had not yet been implemented in Jiangxi, so it was mainly used to receive passing officials.
Jiangxi is a place that lacks a sense of presence in later generations. When people talk about Jiangxi people, the most common name is Jiangxi old cousin. They are not the most outstanding economically, but they are not backward either. To understand more deeply, Jiangxi people are hardworking and hardworking.
In the eyes of capitalists, a person is obedient and willing to work, and is a good labor force who is worth the rest.
However, in this era, Jiangxi had outstanding people, a dense population, and developed agriculture. The number of scholars admitted to the court every year accounted for half of the dynasty. Moreover, in the Ming Dynasty, most of the chief ministers and ministers came from Jiangxi, and the total number was only behind Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
Moreover, the scholars in Jiangxi are not as fond of forming cliques and ostracizing dissidents as the scholars in Jiangnan. They often attack political opponents without stopping. They are relatively gentle, and the monarch is often more at ease.
Fuzhou is an outstanding place in Jiangxi. It is the hometown of Wang Anshi, Zeng Gong and others, and is home to many great figures in the Tang and Song Dynasties. Several of them were born in this small Fuzhou.
In a blink of an eye, the post station arrived. Zhu Yunxi's war horse entered the yard of the post station, and the post Cheng was already guarding there respectfully with the post soldiers.
"I see you, Lord Tongzhi!" The cavalryman who came to inform the post was the official title of Tongzhi, He Guangyi's Jin Yiwei.
The ones who came were the emperor's personal soldiers, the Imperial Guards. Naturally, Yi Cheng did not dare to neglect him. He held an umbrella diligently and walked to Zhu Yunxi's horse, which was surrounded by people.
"Go aside!" Liao Yong jumped off his horse first and fended off the Yi Cheng. Zhu Yunxi was the prince, and they had the duty of guarding them. They could not let anyone get close to him casually.
After getting off the horse, Zhu Yunxi stood still for a moment, relaxing his numb legs. When he took another step, he suddenly felt a burning pain in his inner thigh.
As a child of the royal family, horse riding is a compulsory course. But as he has grown up, he has never spent so much time on a horse. When he is anxious, he does not feel it, but when he relaxes, his whole body aches.
But Zhu Yunxi endured the discomfort on his body, without showing any emotion on his face, and strode towards the inn, "Here's something warm to eat, preferably hot soup!"
"I understand!" Yi Cheng held up his umbrella and said with a smile.
Then Liao Yong passed by Yi Cheng, pointed his riding crop at him and shouted loudly, "Feed our horses, add more bean cakes, boil two eggs and throw them in!" As he said this, with a flick of his hand, a delicate two-liang
Throw the silver ingot directly.
"Don't worry, your official will do it for you right away!" Yi Cheng said with a flattering smile.
Yi Cheng was a low-ranking official in the Ming Dynasty, with a rank of ninth rank at most. Not to mention the children of these aristocratic families with eyes on their heads and titles hanging on their bodies. He could not afford to offend even an ordinary Jin Yiwei.
Zhu Yunxi took off his cloak and sat down in the lobby of the inn. As soon as he sat down, someone served hot tea in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, Tie Xuan and Xie Jin also came in and sat behind him. Tie Xuan was a descendant of the Semu people, tall and proficient in riding skills. But Xie Jin, a pure scholar, really suffered a lot from traveling all the way.
The originally elegant demeanor on his body has long since disappeared, replaced by a weak and embarrassed look. Sitting on a stool, he spread his legs in an inelegant manner, and occasionally scratched the inside of his thighs, each time.
They all grinned and their eyebrows trembled.
"Thank you for your hard work, Sir!" Zhu Yunxi said lightly.
"It's just my duty!" Xie Jin replied weakly.
Along the way, Zhu Yunxi also admired Xie Jin with admiration. A scholar with eyes on his head, who was pampered and pampered, could actually grit his teeth and not fall behind, and did not make a sound no matter how uncomfortable he was. In addition to his self-esteem, this self-improvement is also touching.
"Next to Fuzhou is Ji'an. When everything is settled, I will give you a few days off to go back to your hometown and visit!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile.
Jie Jin was slightly startled, but then his eyes were full of surprises, "Your Highness and your ministers are going together?" As he said this, his eyebrows moved with laughter, "The ancients said that wealth returns to its hometown. If your Highness and your ministers return to their hometown together and visit their humble abode, they will definitely become
An eternal story from Ji’an!”
"You must be the one who explains the great gentleman's eternal legend!" Tie Xuan snorted coldly.
"Old Tie, you are so petty. If Your Highness goes to Henan in the future, you can also go to your hometown!" Jie Jin muttered dissatisfied.
"His Royal Highness's departure from the capital is a state matter!" Tie Xuan glanced at Jin and asked, "Why are you going to my house?"
"Vulgar!" Xie Jin said disdainfully, "Old Tie, you are also an official of the imperial court. Don't talk about me and me, and speak in official language!"
Tie Xuan's eyelids twitched, and then he squeezed the knuckles of his fists, making a rattling sound.
Xie Jin looked at Zhu Yunxi and found that the latter had a teasing smile on his face. Then he moved his stool and sat aside.
At this time, the food prepared for everyone by the inn was also brought out, including steamed rice, hot fish soup, stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts, and several pots of side dishes.
The reception officials at the post station all provided food and drinks according to their grades, but Zhu Yunxi and his party were too numerous, so in a hurry, they only had this.
After a mouthful of delicious fish soup, all the coldness and fatigue in the body are dispelled.
The postmaster smiled at the side and said, "Sir, there is Magu wine that has been aged for three years in the posthouse. It is the best for relieving fatigue. Do you want to try it?"
Zhu Yunxi's face instantly darkened and he sneered, "There's a big disaster in Jiangxi and the people can't even eat. You still have wine here?"
The so-called living Qi, nourishing it. Zhu Yunxi was originally the grandson of the emperor, and he was with the old man every day. As he talked, he unknowingly gained the aura of a king.
Yi Cheng glanced at Zhu Yunxi's eyes and suddenly became so flustered that his legs became weak and he almost knelt down.
As a postmaster, his job is to welcome and send people off, and his eyes are the best at identifying dignitaries. When he saw these royal guards carefully surrounding the teenage boy in front of him, he knew that he was an extraordinary nobleman.
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He wanted to flatter him, but he didn't expect to hit the horse's leg. Moreover, the guards in imperial robes around him were all looking at him eagerly, and they were stammering and speechless at the moment.
"Your Majesty... Young Master!" Xie Jin said with a smile, "It's not his fault that the local customs are like this. The people of Fuzhou and Ji'an would rather not eat than drink. Every morning, the market is booming as soon as the city gate opens.
At that time, there were people drinking morning wine everywhere.”
As he said that, he smiled again, "Wine and meat for breakfast are worth a thousand dollars! My father is ten years old, and he still drinks two taels every day."
Zhu Yunxi thought about it, looked at the dusty guards and royal guards around him, turned to He Guangyi and said, "Would you like some drinks?"
Then, without waiting for the astonished He Guangyi to excuse himself, he said to Yi Cheng, "Bring a jar and give each of them the first bit. Don't drink more!"
Yi Cheng left with fear, and all the guards were smiling.
This chapter has been completed!