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If there is no section, the road will not reach it.

As early as the pre-Qin period, there was a voucher called "Jie", which was made of bamboo boards and engraved with personal information and facial features. If you go out without bringing such tokens, you will face a difficult situation.

In the Han dynasty, the rules were stricter: those who are well-versed in the world must have festivals and pass them on.

"In the next Jizhong, the former pavilion chief."

"Lu Mengming, you scholar."

Both of them are looking at each other—

Wearing a hakama, pleats, without a crown, only a scarf, this pavilion looks quite capable.

But Ji Zhong's gaze stopped at Lu Li's waist, and he slapped his head around!

This is a standard weapon of the Han army, how could it appear on Xue Xueshi?

A trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes. Subconsciously, Ji Zhong put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and the two patrons held their spears in front of him.

"Now that the world is restless and the road is uneasy, my father specially prepared a ring sword for me to defend myself."

As he said, Lu Li stretched his hand into his arms and drew out a wooden board and a paper book, facing the three people's scrutiny eyes, he said indifferently:

"The festival is here."

Upon hearing this, a patron came over, took the voucher with both hands, and then forwarded it to the patron.

And Lu Li jumped off the horse, stroked the neck of the black mane horse, and introduced himself:

"My father, Cao, a thief in Pingtao County, Chief Ji Ting can call me Lu Li."

"Son of Lu Jun?"

Obviously, Ji Zhong had heard of Lu Xu and called him a gentleman very politely. However, his sight was still hovering on Zhuban and Lu Li's face. This posture of due diligence is really rare. It is estimated that he is regarded as a bad guy. NS.

[Long, seven feet and five inches long, fair, thin eyebrows, beautiful beard and beard]

Lu Li is seven feet five inches tall, with fair skin, clear eyebrows, and a nice short beard.

This is the case in the era when there is no photography technology. The appearance is described in detail for inspection.

At this time, Ji Zhong had confirmed that the young man in front of him was the person described in [Jie], but he still did not completely relax his vigilance.

Because [Biography] is also very important, and the description is more detailed and rare, and it needs the help of a famous person to guarantee it.

After all, adult men have the responsibility of paying taxes and serving in military service. In order to prevent the large population flow, the court will naturally raise the threshold.

Maybe he noticed that Lu Li was a little impatient while waiting, and the pavilion chief lowered his head and glanced at ten lines—

[In the fourth year of Zhongping, a scholar of Pingtao County, Lu Li, twenty-two years old, due to the need for a study tour... I am afraid of being in Guanzhen, not practicing love...]

Further specify the place of origin, age, reason for going out, and a lot of routines.

His eyes drifted to the last few lines.

[Guardian Lu Xu, Ping Tao's thief Cao]

[Guarant Fu Xing, Cheng Pingtao County]

[Section: Lu Lisuo protects humans and animals from being cold, thirsty, etc. (to prove that the people and animals they brought are legal)]

Finally, the seal of the county magistrate and instructions:

Let's go!

Seeing this, Ting Chang Ji Zhongcai closed the document and presented it with both hands: "Langjun, please come with me."

"Um."

Lu Li nodded, preparing to rest for the night, and waited for the black mane horse to be full before going on the road.

As for the Yellow Turbans behind them, they won’t be able to arrive here at noon tomorrow at the earliest—

The original public pavilion, named after the original public water, is dozens of miles long and belongs to a tributary of Fenshui, which is no longer under the jurisdiction of Pingtao County. The ocean is wide and leap, you can go straight to Luoyang to meet the princes of the world!

In addition, this place is still the only place to go to Fenyang. If there is no accident, the guard Zhou Jun will also come here to rest, and then he will know whether Lu Xu is alive or dead.

Alas...causal is established.

Lu Li was not a hesitant person either. After a secret sigh, he was determined in his heart—

If Lu Xu could not survive, then he would be buried in a beautiful place, and he would try his best to reach out to the princes.

What if Lu Xu's life is not exhausted and he serves with all his heart and becomes a filial son of the Han Dynasty?

Thinking of this, the whole person feels a lot easier in an instant.

Under the leadership of the pavilion, enter the pavilion.

Because Fenyang is a big county, not only the Huabiao used as a signpost was built in a grand manner, the pavilions also occupy a large area, and there is even a bluestone staircase connected to the official road.

Without being greeted, the two patrons took the initiative to lead the black mane horse into the stable next to it.

After stepping into the gate, Ji Zhong always glanced at Lu Li's Huan Shou knife on his waist intentionally or unintentionally.

"Lang Jun is a scholar, should you know that private fighting in the pavilion is a felony?"

Lu Li nodded: "I know."

Probably because the appearance was too handsome, and after the wind and snow, the fox fur was as clean as new, the pavilion chief felt that Lu Li was indeed an ordinary scholar who was harmless, so he stopped asking more questions.

This is a small courtyard, and a young man in a narrow-sleeved beard is skinning the prey.

Three gray rabbits and one roe deer.

Ji Zhong took the initiative to introduce: "Pang Chun, this pavilion is seeking theft."

"I have seen a distinguished guest."

The young man in Hu Fu put down his short knife and bowed his hand in a polite manner. After seeing Lu Li bowed his hand in return, he even handed the stripped deer to the head of the pavilion:

"The snow is getting bigger and there are many people in the pavilion, and the aggrieved guests are squeezed."

"This roe deer is taken as an apologize."

After finishing speaking, he smiled at Lu Li and said politely: "The game in February is just like this. The autumn fat is gone. I will roast some firewood, don't blame it."

this…

As a matter of fact, Lu Li wanted to give some horse money, so he could just make do with it overnight in the pavilion.

However, now he owes favors, and can only separate some of the few entanglements.

Just as he reached into the coat and was about to pay for it, Ting Chang Jizhong seemed to be aware of it, and said with a smile: "The country game is nothing but the game, not worth a lot of money. Besides, there was a lot of negligence outside the pavilion just now..."

Without waiting for Lu Lifen, he stepped forward and led the way.

The young man in Hu Fu smiled honestly and continued to cook the gray fur rabbit hanging on the tree.

The folk customs are simple!

Lu Li sighed to himself, turned and walked towards the room.

Not long.

The door with a layer of cotton cloth was pushed open.

Rongrong and warmth rushed to his face.

Two stoves burned in the house, and seven or eight people gathered in a circle to make a fire, chewing beans and chatting.

This is the treatment for ordinary people after they enter the pavilion. It is the most benevolent to be able to give a few handfuls of beans and a few bowls of hot soup.

You know, the most important function of the UU Reading www.uukanshu.com pavilion is to entertain officials on business trips. Lu Li can be treated with all his heart. It all depends on the face of Lu Xu, the thief Cao, and his status as a scholar.

Someone saw that Lu Li was well dressed, and he warmly waved and shouted, "Little brother, sit here."

"You don't want to make noise while waiting!"

"Those who make trouble will be punished severely!"

After speaking, Ji Zhong looked around.

For a time, the majesty of the pavilion was revealed.

However, when the pavilion calmed down, he smiled and led Lu Li to the cleaner west, and took out the flint to help the guests personally light the fire.

"Langjun wait a moment, I'll bring a jug of wine."

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