"What kind of bad idea is this?" Mr. Hu said speechlessly: "Dong Weng is not worried. You will be killed by him before the truth comes out?!"
"Unless I give up, Marquis Yongjia will definitely kill me." Daotong saw it clearly, but couldn't stop himself. He smiled sadly and said: "Taking a step back, even if I really want to give up, Marquis Yongjia will believe me."
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"No." Mr. Hu said sadly: "They are cruel and ruthless people, and what they say is to eliminate the weeds and eliminate future troubles forever."
"So I will definitely die." Daotong whispered: "Either die from assassination or frame-up. Which way do you think is better?"
"Nothing is good." Mr. Hu said with a sore nose: "Young man, I understand, the reason why Dong Weng sent bullets to the capital is to let him frame you, not to assassinate you."
"That's right." Daotong raised his hand and said with a smile: "If I die in the assassination, then my bullet will become a reminder for Marquis Yongjia. The emperor will definitely investigate thoroughly. The only way is to put a fatal charge on me.
, let me become a damned sinner, and my bullets will be useless."
But Mr. Hu couldn't laugh at all. He only felt his eyes sore for a while. He quickly turned his head and took a deep breath before asking: "Dong Weng, is there really no other way?"
"There is still a glimmer of hope." Daotong smiled and said: "I never told you that there was an opportunity when I met the saint on New Year's Day last year."
"What opportunity?" Mr. Hu asked quickly.
"When the emperor questioned me and Marquis Yongjia, His Highness the King of Chu was also present." Daotong cupped his hands toward the north and said, "After I came out, His Highness the King of Chu stopped me and told me that if I have any difficulties, I can go to the Guangzhou Municipal Government.
Someone from the department sent him a message."
"Oh, that's a good feeling!" Mr. Hu slapped his thigh and said happily: "Old people say, 'Old six, old six, I feel sad when I see a ghost', let alone Yongjiahou. No wonder Dong Weng firmly believes that the truth will be revealed
Now it’s clear, it turns out there is this trump card!”
"It's a pity that His Highness led the army to conquer Japan." Daotong sighed: "I don't know when I will return home."
"Yeah..." Mr. Hu also suddenly remembered this, and suddenly became discouraged and said: "How can he not be in the country?"
"We are unlucky." Daotong smiled bitterly and said: "If he returns to China at this time, I might be able to survive. But there is little hope..."
"But His Highness will return to China sooner or later. I can't wait for him to come back, so I can only rely on Mr. Hu." As he said this, he patted Mr. Hu's shoulder vigorously and said:
"After dawn, you send me a letter to the Shipping Department, and then leave Guangzhou. When His Highness returns to China, you show up again and tell him everything about me. I believe that His Highness will definitely clear my name and help me get revenge.
Please sir..."
"Dong Weng..." Mr. Hu was already crying.
"It's too late to be sentimental. It's almost dawn. Go to your room and get busy." Daotong said, standing up and striding towards Mr. Hu's residence.
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Because there was no need to queue for the office, the county office was quiet the whole morning until the crisp bell rang.
There were two express delivery officers and soldiers wearing leather belts, hanging bells and holding guns, carrying raincoats and wooden boxes on their backs, who came to collect official documents.
The Ming Dynasty's post system consisted of three parts: post stations, express shops and delivery offices. The latter was specifically responsible for transporting military supplies and tributes, and was not responsible for the uploading and delivery of official documents. The task of delivering official documents was the responsibility of the first two
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Among them, the express shop was responsible for delivering official documents, while the post station was responsible for welcoming and sending off envoys and reporting military information. The main reason was that the post station had horses, but the express shop had no horses. Therefore, the Ming court stipulated that "important matters should be given to the post station, and regular matters should be given to the post station."
"Incoming delivery" means that important and urgent military affairs are handed over to the post station, and ordinary official documents and letters are delivered exclusively by the express delivery shop. The two complement each other and take into account efficiency and cost.
After all, urgent military information is very rare and can only be used a few times a year. Therefore, the delivery of official documents in the Ming Dynasty is basically delivered by soldiers on foot. Therefore, it is called "step delivery", and soldiers are also called "pawns". The so-called traffickers and pawns refer to
It's them...
Don't look down on these horseless infantry. They have to travel three hundred miles day and night to deliver official documents. Their speed is not slow at all.
Of course, each bunker is only responsible for the ground of his own bunk, and there is a bunk every ten miles. After arriving, the bunkers from the next bunk will move forward in relay.
Speed is the key to delivering government orders. The Ming Dynasty had very strict management of express delivery stores. Documents had to be delivered to thirty stores within a day and night. Therefore, the entire express delivery system was like a tightly-operated machine, which kept delivering official documents from the Ming Dynasty day and night.
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Therefore, Pu Bing comes to collect official documents on time every day, and does not wait when it is late.
The leader, Pu Bing, put the official documents from the county into his companion's backpack, locked it, and the two of them left quickly.
There was a pair of bells hung on their tassels, and the bells would ring whenever they moved around. When the carriages, horses and pedestrians along the way heard the bells, they would immediately get out of the way.
In this way, the two Pu soldiers left Guangzhou City unimpeded and ran towards Shilipu.
After leaving the city, there were gradually fewer cars and horses, and few pedestrians could be seen on the road. However, there was a well-dressed man wearing a bamboo hat and holding a horse, looking under the tree.
As soon as he saw these two soldiers, the big man whistled.
The two soldiers walked over following the sound. They obviously knew each other and nodded to each other. Then they hid in the woods beside the road in tacit understanding.
Then without waiting for the other party to ask questions, the leader Pu Bing said directly: "There is an official document sent to the capital."
"Take it and take a look." The big man said solemnly.
Pu Bing followed his instructions and opened his men's back box and took out a tightly sealed card box.
"You can check it out, but you can't open it, otherwise no one will be able to bear the consequences." The leader of the army warned, and when the other party nodded, he handed over the card box.
The big man took it and saw that there were nine seals affixed to it. There were also seams and fire paint on the seals. All possible means were used, with the only purpose of not giving anyone any opportunities to take advantage of it.
"What's in it?" He weighed the weight.
"I don't know." The leader Pu Bing shook his head and said, "But based on experience, there should be a stack of paper as thick as a book inside."
The big man followed the instructions and shook the box, and sure enough he heard the sound of paper being brushed inside.
"What else can you know?" he asked again.
"In the entire Panyu County and even Guangzhou Prefecture, only Daozhi County has the right to directly report to the capital, so this must be his memorial." The leader Pu Bing said, grabbing the box and trying to take it back.
A fierce light flashed in the big man's eyes, he hesitated, and then let go. He took out a money bag from his arms, threw it to the other party and said, "This is for brothers to drink tea."
"Thank you, Brother Zhu." The leader Pu Bing clasped his fists, put the money bag in 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 ringing disappeared, the big man came out of the woods, mounted his horse and galloped away.
