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Chapter 127

From the city gate to the inn, it is 700 meters away. According to the report of the defenders, King Ling was a general of the court and was a prince, so he was qualified to stay in the main hall of the official institution. The coffin must be carried to the main hall of the inn for one night.

It is unrealistic for a huge coffin of thousands of kilograms to be lifted up by eight strong men and they have to walk 700 meters without stopping. In fact, on the way to the inn, the eight people stopped three times. When they stopped, four sturdy benches would be supported below, so that the coffin could be placed on it.

It took me half an hour to stop and stop the road, and the coffin and the funeral team arrived at the inn.

I looked up and saw that the inn was very high in specifications and was one of the best inns outside the capital. There was a huge golden sign on the gate: Yehuling Inn.

From the gate, this inn goes straight to the depths of the mansion, with three courtyards. On both sides of each courtyard, there are two side doors leading to two side courtyards. The first courtyard is staircased, the second courtyard is 50 steps higher than the front courtyard, and the third courtyard is 100 steps higher than the second courtyard. Both sides are full of glazed tiles, colorful carved wooden houses, and white jade buildings. Each courtyard is 3 courtyards and 9 courtyards, which shows the magnificence and luxury of the construction scale.

The first door is like a mansion of the King of War, built with a magnificent and majestic and tall red and bronze lion. When you enter the door, you will find a hall and the office hall of the post station soldiers. At this time, two rows of officers and soldiers were already standing in front of the funeral. They were all dressed in a civilized dress, wearing mourning clothes, with a solemn atmosphere and extremely grand.

There was already a huge altar in the hall, with a large incense burner in the middle, three huge incense candles, and various fruit pig heads, paper money and copper coins for worship on both sides... There was a row of thick and solid stools behind the altar, which was obviously the place where the coffin was placed.

Although this Yehuling Station is a small city with only more than 100 officers and soldiers, plus the shops and a small street with only 400 people, it is extremely luxurious. It is obviously the richest place within a radius of hundreds of miles of the capital.

When the Lingwang Ling coffin arrived outside the gate, a ceremonial official came out at the door and sang loudly: "Welcome——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

The two rows of civilian soldiers wearing mourning clothes in front of the hall were all kneeling on the ground and kowtowed three times. Many soldiers even started to cry, not pretending at all.

It turned out that the guards of the Yehu Ridge were all former subordinates of the Ling King. For them, the Ling King Mu Sifeng was the world's number one martial god and military god! His worship and admiration were even to the point of fanaticism.

I was surprised and moved by the sight. It seems that the reputation and merits of the Spirit King are not worthy of. He is not only the best warrior in the world, but also an outstanding figure in military and political affairs!

The coffin was slowly carried into the hall. After the parking was completed, many officers and soldiers lined up neatly at one time, taking turns to lit tribute in the mourning hall, orderly and no one was making noise. This neat and solemn scene showed that the military qualities of these defenders were extremely strong. In contrast, the Flying Tigers standing aside to watch the fun seemed a little slow and scattered.

Several officials in the museum led the officers and soldiers of the Flying Tiger Team and the relatives and followers of the Lingwang Mansion to enter the two side courtyards of the Second Courtyard and arranged accommodation.

But strangely, from the beginning to the end, Yu Fei, the guard of the Guancheng, did not show up.

This is an extremely rude behavior. A mere checkpoint guard, the imperial royal army came to the hall but did not come forward to receive it. But this one is the crime of deceiving the superior.

Just as I was secretly worried, a middle-aged man in luxury clothes suddenly came to the courtyard. He had a very kind face and his white and fat cheeks were full of spring breeze. He bowed from afar, and his eyes narrowed into slits when he smiled: "Oh! Lord Wang, Master Zhou, fortunately I have been looking forward to it for a long time. Here is Fang Tangzheng, the director of the museum. Please come from inside."

Wang Da and I were polite, followed Fang Tangzheng onto the fifty-level stairs and walked into the Second Hospital. Fang Tangzheng, who led the way, did not stop and reached out to ask for help. The three of them continued to step up to the hundred-level stone steps and entered the deepest third courtyard.

After entering the third courtyard, I felt that this courtyard was actually built on a cliff halfway up the sky, and was twenty meters above the ground on the street. This city of Guan was built in a deep canyon, and could only be built on the mountain based on the terrain.

I saw that the main courtyard was a magnificent temple of care for the heart. The main hall was spacious and there were several side doors on both sides, which were obviously a place to receive distinguished guests.

I could not help but be extremely confused. Seeing that the inn's wealth was far more prosperous than that of ordinary inns, it was obviously a fat man to be a job here. No wonder those little men guarding the city gates didn't take gold and silver seriously.

The building area and gorgeousness of this inn are comparable to many royal palaces in the capital. Nine courtyards are enough to arrange for accommodation for 500 people.

This is not a station. In modern terms, this is a five-star hotel!

In ancient times, most of the post stations would not make any profit, and they were all operated at a loss. Due to the limited financial arrangement of expenses for the post station, and the actual cost was huge, in order to ensure normal operation, in the Tang Dynasty, the government generally appointed local wealthy households to host the post station and appointed them as post station generals or post station leaders ("Catch" means mastery, presidency), responsible for the management of post station managers, the repair of the houses, reception and communication work and the monthly report, and investment to make up for the post station losses. Some nimble post generals took advantage of the social interactions of the post station to engage in commercial activities, which not only achieved the purpose of "making up for losses through business", but also profitable. For example, He Mingyuan, a wealthy household in Dingzhou, was responsible for the management of three post stations, and became a well-known industrial and commercial tycoon in less than a few years.

After Emperor Shunzhi of the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, he built his capital in Beijing and still had a very special status in the country. Beijing post stations are also different from other provinces. The post stations are divided into three parts: halls, stations and shops. The post stations are transport organizations for the government to receive guests and arrange government supplies. The stations are an organization that conveys important documents and military intelligence, and are dedicated to the military system. The post stations are led by local departments, prefectures and county governments, and are responsible for the delivery of official documents and letters. The post stations in Beijing are basically set up in the Ming Dynasty post stations, not subject to administrative divisions, but are determined based on traffic conditions.

However, although Yehuling is an inn, it only has a museum, no station or shop. In other words, it is only responsible for reception and material transportation, and does not convey documents and intelligence.

This single function is the most profitable. Because of the rich financial subsidies, the convenience of material transportation has attracted many large merchants to settle in.

You should know that the Yehu Ridge is a major road for north-south transportation. Behind it is the imperial capital of the world, and ahead of it is the entire Jiangnan!

As I was thinking about it, I had already arrived at the door of the Yangxin Hall. The light inside was bright, but there were only a few people sitting.

A tall and sloppy Taoist priest in black robe, a mighty man in a civilized clothes.

The Taoist priest was naturally Yan Chixia, and the man was Yu Fei, the post station general here.

The two of them were drinking tea leisurely and when they saw me and the other two coming in, they just nodded and showed off, and they had no intention of getting up to greet them.

I have never seen anyone in this world who can make Yan Chixia stand up to greet him, but Yu Fei, a small postman general, has such a big air?!

"You are General Yu Fei, right? What's the reason for being so neglected by the guests?" I said loudly in anger. I did this to prevent Wang Da from questioning. As expected, as soon as I said this, Wang Da next to me was not angry, and just sat on the side with a dark face and didn't say anything.

Yu Fei was not angry, and smiled and clasped his fists: "This gentleman is handsome and full of vigor. I think he is the advisor Zhou Lin in the Lingwang Mansion? I'm so silly. The last general is also a police officer under the Lingwang. Speaking of which, we are also colleagues."

I was shocked. Yu Fei had actually been a police officer. You know, the position of the police officer is so high! It is equivalent to the director of the Public Security Department in a provincial capital.

The Qing Dynasty Green Camp followed the Ming Dynasty, and there were also generals of the generals, the third rank, and the deputy generals. They were in charge of military affairs of the base camp and were built in provinces. Their main task was to guard the local areas.

It should be noted that the Qing rulers divided the country into eleven strategic military zones, each district under one to several provinces. The highest military chief of the district is the governor. If there is no governor, the governor who is also the governor who is the governor who is the governor who is also the governor. The highest military chief of the province is the governor or the governor who is also the governor. The provincial is a town, and the chief of the town is the general; the subordinate association is the deputy general; the subordinate of the association is the battalion, the chief of the battalion is the general, the guerrilla, the chief of the governor, and the garrison; the battalion is the chief of the Qianzong, the chief of the foreign commission, the thousand general, and the foreign commission.

In addition to the general's garrison, the important pass castles under the capital were also assigned to guard the important passes.

When I was slightly calmer, I sat down and said, "General Yu, this is Lord Wang Da from the Flying Tigers in the capital. He was ordered to go to the noble place to escort prisoners to exile in Yunnan."

Yu Fei glanced at Wang Da, clasped his fists slightly, and still arrogantly did not stand up and salute, but said lightly: "Oh, it turns out to be from Shenji Camp. If I had not been harmed by a villain back then, I would not have stayed in this place to eat this idle meal. I would have been the third rank of official position."

Yan Chixia smiled and said, "Although General Yu is the guardian of Yehuling, he is not an ordinary post general. His military rank is a general of Yehuling and is in the third rank."

This is a third-rank official, and even a leader of the royal army like Wang Da is only a section-level cadre. In terms of official rank, he is only a sixth-rank official, and he is only a third-rank shorter!

No wonder he is so arrogant. Yu Fei is not a post general, but a general in charge!

A general was just guarding this small canyon pass, with only a hundred soldiers. It can be seen that the strangeness here is intriguing.

The soldiers thought that these levels and rules were extremely strict. When Wang Da heard this, he couldn't help but stand up straight, and raised his head in fear and reported loudly: "See General Yu! The last general led 56 Flying Tigers to report!"

Yu Fei smiled and waved his hand: "Forget it, eat and drink well. Don't you still have to rush to the road tomorrow? Director Fang, take Lord Wang to the guest room of the right courtyard and arrange it."

Fang Tang responded with a smile and took Wang Da out.

As soon as Wang Da left, Yu Fei said seriously: "Master Zhou, the family doesn't speak two families. Please tell me how the Spirit King died?"

At this moment, a soldier walked in and reported: "Report to the general that there are two people outside, so you must see the general!"
Chapter completed!
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