first minister

Chapter 137 Spring Breeze Station

The world is so big, the customs are different.

The backward nomads in the Northern Liang lived by water and grass, while the economically more developed Southern Dynasties had already incorporated grass into their daily lives and only lived by water.

On the bank of a rushing river, a majestic city stands silently.

It is one of the most majestic cities in the world;

It is one of the widest cities in the world;

It is the most prosperous city in the world, bar none.

These magnificence, spaciousness, and prosperity are silently revealing the most fundamental logic of the operation of this world. Everything is built around one thing, and that thing is called: power.

This is the pinnacle of power in the world, and this is the destination that countless people with lofty ideals, ambitions and dreamers rush to.

Countless dreams have bloomed here in the morning sun, and countless ambitions have been buried under the setting sun.

It has witnessed the last empress put her life on a white silk, and it has also witnessed the founding monarch singing loudly in the palace city.

This place has been stained with sincerity and green blood, and it has also been smeared with colorful hearts.

All the treasures, treasures and outstanding people of Daxia are gathered here.

This is the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty, and this is Zhongjing!

It can be complex or simple.

It is like the most powerful oiran with thousands of faces in the world, it can give you whatever experience you want.

As the sun slanted to the west, the light of the entire city gradually turned golden, and it became more and more in line with the tone of the city in the hearts of the world.

The bustling crowd is still slowly moving towards the city.

Although many people look tired, the dreams in their hearts are still shining in the bottom of their eyes, waiting to dig and dig and dig in the soil of Zhongjing City, plant a seed of different sizes, and bloom flowers of different sizes.

But no matter what their future dreams are, the biggest hurdle they have to pass at this moment is that little city gate soldier.

They stood in the team honestly, humble and reserved.

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

There was a sudden commotion in front of the team, and then the crowd became chaotic and hurriedly separated towards the two sides.

A few fine horses and a few people in rich clothes rushed out of the doorway, ignoring the crowd in front of them, and rode out of the city.

A city gate soldier was too slow to dodge, and was whipped on the shoulder.

The crisp sound of whips, the laughter of riders on horseback, and the sound of distant horseshoes were the first lessons that Zhongjing City taught them.

Welcome to Zhongjing!

"Yang San, you did a good job. If you didn't think about it, I almost forgot that today is Brother Xian's arrival in Zhongjing City. If I missed the welcome, my father would definitely scold me again."

Among the several riders, the handsome young man wearing a crown jade smiled and praised a young guard beside him.

The guards laughed together, "Young Master has a lot to do every day, and there are so many things, our subordinates naturally have to learn to share more worries for you."

"Haha, you are very good!" The young master casually took off a valuable bracelet from his hand, and threw it over, "You are rewarded!"

Under the envious eyes of the others, the guard quickly reached out and grabbed it, smiling happily, "Thank you, my lord!"

"Let's go!"

The gentleman in Huafu skillfully twitched the horse's buttocks, and the horse galloped in pain, heading towards a post station in the south of the city.

The post station is not far from the city, and it takes less than a stick of incense to get there by riding a horse.

At the gate of the post station, Yi Cheng heard the commotion and hurried out to greet him, seeing the face of the handsome young man, his complexion changed, and he immediately ran in small steps, "Mr. Shi, what wind brought you here."

Mr. Huafu glanced at him casually, walked in without stopping, "Have the people from Guangling Prefecture come?"

Yicheng said respectfully: "If you come back to the son, you just arrived, and you are resting inside!"

"Take me there. Also, look at how many people there are in their group. Make room for me and leave it to them."

Yi Cheng's face showed embarrassment.

The young man in Huafu turned his head, "Huh?"

"Yes."

Seeing the guards walking away surrounded by Yicheng and Mr. Huafu, some other students in the station asked curiously: "Who is this? Such overbearing?"

A postman in the post station whispered: "Young master, keep your voice down, don't say anything wrong. This is the son of Shi Shangshu's family, the Minister of Rites at that time. No one wants to mess with him at this time of year!"

The students on the side also immediately shut up, as the postman said, at this moment, the last thing they want to mess with is the Minister of Rites who is in charge of Chunwei.

On the other side of the post station, on the official road a few miles away from the post station, a cavalry team was slowly reining in their horses, stopped at a roadside pavilion, and each dismounted for a short rest.

The Wudang army's large troops were not suitable for escorting. After entering the border of Zhongzhou, they had already returned to the barracks. Only Jiang Yuhu followed with more than a dozen elites every day.

Xia Jingyun was so considerate that he couldn't help but be grateful.

However, Bai Yunbian, who couldn't control that broken mouth, suffered a lot. Sometimes he was squatting in a bare carriage, sometimes he was forced to ride a horse by Jiang Yuhu, sometimes he was taught martial arts moves, and sometimes he was forced to be a scout to explore the way.

He sat paralyzed against the pillars of the gazebo without love in his life, and finally understood his father's painstaking efforts.

Xia Jingyun said with a speechless smile at the side: "If you talk about you, can't you just say a few words? You know that Mr. Yuhu is someone you can't win, beat, and can't afford to offend. You just want to talk cheap."

Bai Yunbian said fiercely: "What's the use of destroying me, if you don't reduce your arrogance!"

"throat"

Outside the gazebo, Jiang Yuhu coughed faintly, and Bai Yunbian's body trembled, his arrogance suddenly diminished.

Xia Jingyun shook his head and smiled wryly. To some extent, these two could be regarded as a match made in heaven, and each was better than the other.

Su Yuanshang gazed into the distance, pointed to the front, and said with a smile: "Gao Yang, the Spring Breeze Station is not far ahead."

Listening to Su Yuanshang's tone, Xia Jingyun followed along, "Is there any explanation here?"

"This post station is the last post station before entering Beijing. After passing this post station, there are more than ten miles to the gate of Zhongjing City. Therefore, as long as people who are not in a hurry, they usually choose to rest here for a night, wash away the dust, take a short rest, and go to Beijing to do business in the next day."

Su Yuan is still like a few treasures, "According to the imperial court system, students who come to Beijing for the exam can stay here for free, so most of the students will choose to rest here for one night, and some even stay here for a long time, hoping to gain a reputation before entering Beijing."

Xia Jingyun nodded knowingly, and said with a smile: "Chunfengyi, the name is really appropriate."

"The reason why I specifically mentioned this inn is because there are two inns, and they are called two names at the same time."

Xia Jingyun's expression changed, and even Bai Yunbian looked at Su Yuanshang curiously.

"The legend of this inn lies here."

Su Yuanshang showed some memories, "This post station is divided into left and right sides. The one on the way into the city is called Spring Breeze Station. Everyone who goes to Zhongjing City has ambitions and dreams in his heart, like spring flowers blooming, everything grows and flourishes. On the side of the city, the post station is mostly frustrated people who have left Beijing.

Xia Jingyun said softly: "Going to the country and cherishing the hometown, worrying about slander and fear of ridicule, with desolate eyes, feeling extremely sad."

Su Yuanshang nodded, "So, that station is called Qiufeng Station."

"The two inns face each other across an official road, and the atmosphere inside is very different. In the official circles of Zhongjing City, people often laugh at themselves and say that they are going to live in Qiufengyi. It means that they will be demoted if they fail."

Xia Jingyun sighed sincerely: "Entering Beijing and leaving Beijing can give people a completely different state of mind. You said that this Zhongjing City has witnessed how many people's dreams, ambitions and desires."

Su Yuanshang nodded, and let out a long sigh, "The word "Quan" makes so many strong men hold their wrists, and how many heroes bow down!"

Naturally, people like Bai Yunbian, who had a smooth life in the first half of their lives, couldn't really understand the emotions of people who came here, but Xia Jingyun felt a little concerned about hearing it.

Looking at the faintly exposed roof not far away, he also felt a little more cautious and worried about the future.

He said softly: "So, that's why Mr. Su suggested that I don't need to contact my sister first, but go to the inn to stay overnight?"

Su Yuan nodded, "You are both a state to solve the Yuan, and the jinshi is naturally no problem. But if you put your eyes longer and want to go further in the officialdom in the future, the reputation is also important, especially the friendship of the same year. Make evil, make more people with others, and more reputation, and you can rely more. "

Jiang Yuhu, who was listening outside the gazebo, yawned, "With me here, is that necessary?"

Bai Yun listened to these words, and with this natural and casual tone, he secretly learned another trick, but it was not him who said it, but Jiang Yuhu said it, so he couldn't help saying: "Your name as a martial artist is very useful among literati!"

Jiang Yuhu turned his head, Bai Yunbian's heart flustered, and he trembled when he spoke, "What are you going to do, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands, I tell you, don't bully the young and poor!"

Jiang Yuhu gave him a blank look, but this time he let him go, just looking at Xia Jingyun, "From the Spring Breeze Station to the capital, nothing will happen again, no one dares to take that risk, even if there are really crazy ones, your two guards can withstand it. As for this man named Bai, he just died peacefully."

"So, my son is gone, and if you have something to do, go to the bamboo forest to find me!"

Xia Jingyun didn't expect Jiang Yuhu to leave so simply, so he hurriedly got up to see him off.

"Be free and easy, don't send it away."

Jiang Yuhu yelled, and a dozen Wudang soldiers immediately got up and mounted their horses, formed a neat formation almost instantly, and left along the official road.

Su Yuanshang looked at Jiang Yuhu's back, and said with emotion: "I have heard a lot about the name of Mr. Yuhu, but now that I see it, the reputation is really well-deserved!"

Bai Yun pursed his lips silently, Xia Jingyun smiled and said: "Mr. Su, Mr. Bai, let's go too, and go to the Spring Breeze Station to have a look!"

At this moment, in the Spring Breeze Station, there is a flurry of chicken and dog jumping.

Because of Mr. Shi's words, some of the students who had moved into the upper room first, along with the professor of state studies who led the team, were "invited" out to give the room to people from Guangling Prefecture.

Mr. Shi may have thought very simply, when his cousin came, he had to set up the stage for his cousin, raise his reputation, and he had the ability to say something casually, why didn't he do it?

But for these poor students who were kicked out for no reason, it was a mixture of grief, indignation and humiliation.

"I waited well, so why do you rush if you say so!"

"That's right, let's let it go, I just won't let it go!"

"Your Majesty is here in Sishui Prefecture to spread the virtues and spread the grace of the emperor. I waited for the students from Sishui Prefecture to turn to the imperial court and come here from a long distance. That's what you did? Why do you want to confront Your Majesty and the imperial court?"

As soon as the big hat was buttoned, Yicheng panicked instantly.

"Everyone, calm down! You also have to be considerate of me, the Sesame Mung Bean official! It doesn't matter if I say this!"

He looked at several people and said in a low voice: "In the team of Guangling Prefecture, one is the nephew of Lord Shi, Minister of Rites. Just now, Master Shi's young master also came in person. This is what he ordered! It's an extraordinary time. I think you don't want to offend Minister of Rites, right? It's just one night, and there are other rooms. Just make do with it. Why gamble with your own future!"

Hearing this, the students from Sishui Prefecture, who were originally raging, stopped talking.

No matter how ideal, reckless, and innocent young people are, they also know what the Minister of Rites, who is in charge of all affairs in Chunwei, means to them at this moment.

Just like what Yicheng said, it's just one night, just make do with it, there's no need to argue.

But in the end, if there is a grievance in his heart, he will cry out if he is not fair. A student said angrily: "Can the Minister of the Ministry of Rites use his power to bully others and bully goodness?"

As soon as the words were finished, a few young men walked up from the other side of the room, the leader was Mr. Shi wearing a crown jade, who sarcastically said, "It's a pity, it's really possible, are you not convinced?"

On the other side, outside the station, a horseshoe stopped.

A young man dressed in a green shirt, extremely handsome, walked in and said with a smile, "Yi Cheng, is there any room left?"

　I don't like the plot of Chapter 2, so I deleted it and rewritten it.So it will be later.

　　
　
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