How did Fang Jun know what his father was thinking?
Under feudal etiquette, the blood of the clan is the most important. If the uncle is critically ill, someone must go back to visit. Moreover, my father's letter clearly stated that if he can make it in time, it will be a visit, and if he cannot make it in time, it will be a funeral...
This is a top priority, and there is no room for Fang Jun to evade it.
Is it possible for my father to make this trip himself? This is not the 21st century. You can get there in a blink of an eye when you get on a plane. Even the high-speed rail takes less than a few hours. The distance between Chang'an and Qizhou is no less than a thousand miles.
The land is far away, and the Yellow River is frozen. You have to ride a horse or a carriage, and you have to kill half of your father's life?
Even if Fang Jun was young and strong, it would take him more than half a month to go all the way east and back, and he would be able to return near the end of the year.
At that moment, they had no choice but to entrust all the chores to Fang Quan, Fang Sihai, Lu Cheng and others. They asked Uncle Cen Wen, Li Siwen and others to take care of them. They packed up their belongings, bowed, took a few servants and set off immediately.
Before leaving, Wu Meiniang's eyes were red and she warned her to be careful on the road. Don't miss your accommodation in a hurry. Also, the snowy road was slippery, so be careful of your horse stumbling. If you can't make it back before the end of the year, don't worry.
, safety is the most important thing.
The little maid Qiao'er was also very worried.
Although Wu Meiniang's status has obviously declined since she entered the house, and the services of many close relatives have been taken over by Wu Meiniang, the little maid's closeness to Fang Jun has not weakened at all.
Fang Jun felt warm in his heart. He was about to leave for a long distance, but some people were worried about him. Finally, his life was not in vain! Hearing this, he comforted the two women, and then he took the servants and hit the road, taking advantage of the clear weather to travel more, and strive for
Go early and come back early.
Wu Meiniang stood at the door of the farm in a daze, the sound of horse hooves in her ears gradually faded away, leaving only the vague shadow of the north...
Saw it.
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This time heading east, Fang Jun did not take the frozen Weishui River, but passed through the Guangtong Canal, passed Tongguan, and galloped down the post road along the Yellow River.
Anyone who has not been to the Tang Dynasty can never imagine how developed the post roads were in this era.
During this period, there were particularly many official documents sent from the central government to various regions and from various regions to the central government.
According to historical records, 500,000 statistical materials are sent to the central government from each state alone. It is estimated that in the Tang Dynasty with developed post road transportation, once the central government's decree was issued, it could be implemented nationwide within two months. The Tang Dynasty
The development of post roads promoted the development of feudal social economy to a certain extent and consolidated the centralized state power.
There was a prosperous scene of "one post passing by another, and the post horses were like a stream of stars".
"When a red concubine rides on a horse and laughs, no one knows it's a lychee." This is definitely not a joke.
During the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, Concubine Yang Guifei loved to eat fresh lychees. In order to win a smile from the beauty, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty would send a special person to transport the lychees from Fuzhou, Sichuan, where they were produced, to Chang'an every year. From Fuzhou to Chang'an, it was thousands of miles away, and it was a quick horse ride on the post road.
Long-distance transmission, according to the "New Book of Tang" records: "After traveling thousands of miles, the taste has not changed and it has arrived in the capital." This matter has been criticized by later generations and is regarded as a negative example of Tang Xuanzong's extravagance and lewdness. However, after being transported thousands of miles away,
When we arrived in Chang'an, the lychees had not changed in flavor, which shows the development of post road transportation in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
The post roads of the Tang Dynasty were inherited from the former Sui Dynasty, and continued to expand from the original basis during the period of His Majesty Li Er, forming the northwest post road from Chang'an to the Western Regions, the post road from Chang'an to the southwest, the post road from Chang'an to Lingnan, with Chang'an as the center.
There are post roads from Chang'an to Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Fujian, from Chang'an to the northern grassland areas, and there are two post roads from Chang'an to Shandong, the northeastern region, and southwestern regions such as Jingzhou, Kuizhou, and Zhongzhou. There are seven radial post roads in total, radiating across the country.
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There were many pedestrians on the post road, and the cars and horses were crushing them. The ice and snow were digested faster, and the road conditions were actually good.
Fang Jun and his servants, all ten of whom were on two horses, changed horses without changing people along the way. In the evening, they arrived at Linquanyi Station in Yongning County.
The largest post in the Tang Dynasty was called Duting Post, which was the post where the capital was located. Each post was equipped with 25 people. Each land post was divided into six grades: the first-class post was equipped with 20 people, and the second-class post was equipped with 20 people. There are 15 people, and the number decreases below the third class. The last and sixth class post has 2 to 3 people.
The emperor's emphasis on post roads and the prosperity of post roads can be seen from these figures.
Luoyang is known as the Eastern Capital, second only to Chang'an in terms of status, so the scale of Linquanyi Station is certainly not small.
A row of houses is built in the forest beside the road, with five doors and a dense courtyard.
The snow in front of the door had been swept cleanly, revealing a flat bluestone slab. A postman had already seen a group of knights galloping from a distance, so he waited by the roadside. When Fang Jun and others arrived, they greeted him Go.
Fang Jun turned over and dismounted. His legs were a little weak after riding for a long time, and he almost stumbled. Fortunately, the postman had quick eyes and quick hands and reached out to support him.
"Mr. Sir, wait a moment. It's cold and the road is slippery. I might fall down."
Fang Jun took a breath, took out his father's official seal certificate from his pocket, and threw it to the postman.
The postman hurriedly took it, took a brief look at it, and quickly returned it to Fang Jun with both hands holding the official seal certificate. He said respectfully: "It turns out to be the son of the Prime Minister of the Fang. I am short-sighted. Please forgive me."
Fang Jun smiled and said: "What crime is there? Prepare the best wine and food, replace a group of strong horses, prepare hot water and warm the couch." He turned around and said to a servant: "Reward!"
The servant responded, took out a small piece of silver from his bag and gave it to the postman.
The Tang Dynasty was short of silver, so copper coins were the currency. Precious metals such as gold and silver were mostly made into utensils by wealthy families for use or collection. They were rarely circulated in the market, so they were expensive.
This small piece of silver is half a tael, but its value is definitely far more than half a tael of copper. How has the postman seen such a generous person?
Suddenly he smiled brightly and said in a loud voice: "Noble, don't worry, I will go and prepare it now, and keep it to your satisfaction..."
As he spoke, he quickly ran into the inn to make preparations.
Fang Jun stretched out and moved his body, which was about to fall apart due to the jolts on the horseback. He was about to enter the inn when he suddenly heard a man next to him saying angrily: "The inn is a weapon of the state, but it is forced to be used by you and other dandy slaves. It’s simply ridiculous to be so humble and humble!”
There was a surge of sourness in these words...
A servant of the Fang family immediately said angrily: "Who dares to speak arrogantly and slander the second son of my family?"
Fang Jun stopped the servant, turned around in surprise, and saw a big man walking out of the side room of the inn.
This man was in his thirties, with a square face, eyebrows, piercing eyes, a straight nose, a square mouth, and a tall body, but his square face was now filled with deep disdain.
He was wearing a shabby official uniform, with patches piled on top of each other, and the cuffs were full of traces of oil stains. Even the fast boots on his feet looked like the open mouth of a carp... Judging from the style and color, he should be from the eighth grade. Guan'er may be a county lieutenant or a member of the army, or something like that.
What a down-and-out but upright official, Fang Jun thought to himself.
Fang Jun never had a good impression of this kind of person.
When dealing with people, pay attention to being a circle on the outside and a square on the inside. There are gaps in your heart, but you don't have to show it on your face or put it in your mouth. For an official, the important thing is whether you have completed your job, rather than pretending to be aloof.
, cynical.
If you open your mouth and start spewing words like this when you are a complete stranger, it can only be said that you have a lack of nerve in your brain, and it has nothing to do with whether you are a good official or not.
Does wearing old official uniforms mean you are an upright official?
Even if he is an upright official, he must be a good official who loves his people as his sons?
Taking a step back, even if you are a good official, you must be a capable minister and official?
not necessarily……
Especially the practice of kidnapping others from the moral high ground, Fang Jun was extremely disdainful.
Immediately he said: "I have a good father, and my father is a powerful official. What are you going to do with me? Are you going to bite me? You're stupid..."
As he spoke, he walked into the inn without even looking at the official.
The servants behind me are in such a good mood. It's so exciting to hang out with Erlang!
As you say, I have a high-ranking father. Are you not convinced? If not, you can find one...
Look at this guy's face, he might be suffocated to death, right?
The servants, tired of the journey, followed the Fang family into the inn laughing and joking.
The only remaining official was so angry that his nose almost started to smoke from Fang Jun's words.
How can such shameless words be taken for granted?
Is it a glorious thing for a manly man to rely on his father to dominate and prosper?
How shameless!
The official flicked his robe sleeves angrily and turned around to enter the main hall of the post station. It was getting late and he hadn't eaten yet, but there would be no post soldiers delivering the food to his room...
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