After listening to Lord Xinling's instructions, all the guests did not dare to neglect and immediately filled their bowls with porridge to eat. After a while, when the porridge was gone, a drum sounded and all the guests lined up in the empty space. Ten chariots were lined up in a row, and the three people on them stood upright. This time, Mr. Xinling no longer served as Mr. Guo's chariot, but rode with Zhang Yue. Mr. Xiahou was still the driver, located in the center of the car formation. The huge Yi spear was still stuck on the right side of the car, but it was Zhang Noi who was supporting him.
Each battalion also formed a formation. The soldiers nearby heard the movement and looked over, knowing that the reinforcements from the rear were about to return. These people also saw the afternoon battle. They originally thought that they would go out to protect this small force, but this force did not enter the camp and devote themselves to their own protection. Instead, they assumed a decisive battle with the Qin people to save themselves from the battle. This also impressed them very much. Although restricted by military orders, everyone could not come over to watch, but they all stood by the fire and watched.
The front battalion, led by Si Sheng, drove over in a strict formation. The nearby rear camp, under the command of Sikong, also formed a flexible posture. The two formations faced each other, sandwiching the car formation in the middle.
When the two formations faced each other, Mr. Jin shouted: "Young Master, please help me!"
Mr. Xiahou shook his bridle lightly, rode out, walked around to the front camp, and started walking. Lord Xinling shouted from the chariot: "All the troops have worked hard!" The soldiers of the front camp struck the ground with their halberds and shouted "Long live!" The chariot galloped from one wing of the camp to the other, and the sound of long live also spread from one wing to the other. One wing. Turning around and arriving at the rear, there were also bursts of cheers.
Due to the small size of the army and the dim light of the night, all the sergeants could clearly see the appearance of Lord Xinling and recognize the Yi spear that stood out from the crowd. I was still confused at first, but when I heard Mr. Jin’s order: "Young Master, please work!" I still didn’t know that this young master was definitely not the Young Master Liang Wei, but the Young Master Xinling of Wei.
The sergeants in the nearby camp were also a little excited. Although they couldn't hear Mr. Jin's call clearly, they could hear the soldiers' loud "Long Live!" They knew that this soldier must be unusual, so they all exchanged excited glances.
The cheers stopped, and a young man said something excitedly. The specific words could not be heard clearly in the camp, but the ups and downs of the tone could be heard clearly, and even this tone was exciting enough.
Amidst the shouts of "Long live", the rear army battalions set off. This time the car formation was not caught in the middle, but passed through each formation at a fast pace and returned to the city first. The soldiers from each battalion then marched back to the military camp under Huayang City. They can proudly chat with their peers about many things.
Dr. Xu Jia and his party left the right camp in the early morning. After walking for half an hour, the sky gradually became brighter. Dr. Xu Jia asked the team to stop, form a circle, and light a fire to cook. Different from the military camp, this convoy has all kinds of food such as millet porridge, plum salt, vegetables, and even a piece of meat that has been beaten. After eating it, the taste of ginger and cinnamon is still in the mouth. Due to the obstruction of the vehicles, the Youying soldiers guarding them from a distance could not see this scene.
Dr. Xu Jia's motorcade is no longer the three-carriage leather chariot, five-carriage baggage vehicle and more than ten family members when it left Daliang. Lord Xinling gave him ten more carriages to go to Zheng to purchase goods. Accordingly, thirty disciples accompanied him in the name of carriage drivers, and he ordered Xu Bo'an to take charge of the affairs and to accompany his father, Dr. Xu Jia. When they entered the state of Zheng, everyone claimed that they were members of the envoy of the state of Wei. After leaving the city and entering Huayang again, they left these ten carts of goods and returned to Daliang with five carriages. It was a common practice at that time for the mission to carry private goods. Everyone in the family knew it very well and did not tell anyone about it.
After eating for a while, everyone got up, straightened their clothes, led their horses and oxen, and unloaded the goods from the cart in an open area, counting them one by one. The accompanying Zaifu checked the brochure. After a while, the inventory was completed and reported to Dr. Xu Jia. After entering the city, a certain number of certain items must be repaired. After Dr. Jia agreed, Zaifu recorded it in another slip. With this slip, Dr. Xu Jia could make up the food for himself and his party, give it to Lord Xinling, and even give things to the prime minister, generals and noble relatives one by one, and go directly to the Shaofu to settle the accounts.
After checking the tributes, everyone waited in front of the goods to perform rituals one by one. The Zaifu instructed them when to stand in which queue, who should do what, and how to respond to certain questions. Xu Jia usually just watches from the side and only makes a few remarks when it is critical. These diplomatic etiquettes are commonplace for Xu Jia's family, but they are familiar and familiar, and they will not make mistakes when the time comes. However, Xinlingjun's disciples found it very fresh and practiced them one after another. Even Xu Jia was moved by their seriousness in learning. .
By the time the performance was over and all the goods were loaded onto the car, it was already bright. Everyone started driving and headed straight to Zhengcheng, the capital of South Korea. The escorting soldiers waited until the group could no longer be seen clearly before withdrawing their troops.
Although the battle line was only a few dozen miles outside Zhengcheng, there was no wartime atmosphere in Zhengcheng. Everyone went about their daily routines and went about their livelihoods peacefully. Therefore, Zheng State attaches great importance to commerce, and Zheng City is also located on an important transportation road. North and south traffic must pass here, and there are also various rivers surrounding it in the east and west directions. The natural transportation conditions are much better than Daliang, the capital of Wei State. In fact, Qifeng was originally a border town of Zheng State. Probably for this reason, what happened in Qifeng was just a "border conflict" to the Zheng people, and it was not worth making a fuss about. Although Huayang is closer, it is also a border town and belongs to a "distant foreign land".
Due to the development of commerce, there are many shops for several miles outside the city, and business travelers gather there, and each one is facing each other from a distance.
Zaifu was familiar with the road and directly led the group to the official inn. The postman was an old acquaintance, and he knew he was an envoy from the State of Wei as soon as he saw him, and he quickly greeted him warmly. After asking about the number of people, vehicles, etc. of the envoy, he ordered his subordinates to clean the courtyard and said: "The post station is too small and may not be able to accommodate it. I would like to take advantage of it!"
Zaifu said: "You must be loyal and mature!"
The post official agreed and took the chief minister to a nearby place called Datonglu, where he arranged fifteen carts of goods and their drivers. The post official explained that this was the entourage of a doctor from the state of Wei, and the doctor lived in the post station. There must be no shortage of supplies here, and all expenses were paid by the post station. The host of the counter-tourist agreed one by one and led these distinguished guests into the courtyard. Originally we were going to arrange to live in the best courtyard, but the butler said that the driver should not be too far away from the cart and the cattle, so he chose the nearest courtyard. It was large and noisy. There were already several businessmen living in it, and there were more than thirty people living there. Once inside, the courtyard is basically completely enclosed. The courtyard has a side door that leads directly to the cattle pen and stables, so the smell is a bit bad; but it is close to the gate, so it is more convenient to communicate. The doorman dressed as a coachman and the stableman of Xujia's family didn't say much.
After the coachman had settled down, the Zaifu and the postman returned to the posthouse together. Unlike the Wei State where military soldiers served as postmen, the post officials and postmen in South Korea are all hired personnel and do not belong to the "government establishment"; of course, to be able to work here, you need to have some background, but it will not be too big. . Xu Jia and other key members of the mission had already entered the city by car and reported to Han Ting that the King of Wei had sent envoys to interview the King of Han, while the post officials only chatted with the zaifu.
The post official said: "I heard that the war started in Wei State, and many Wei envoys came to Korea. Sir, do you want to cover one of them?"
The zaifu said: "How dare you, a humble man? The great man is here in person, so that's why. Hey, you have many envoys from Wei, where are they now?"
The post official said: "All the post offices outside the city have overnight stays, but there is still an envoy in our post who has not returned. Sir, do you want to visit him?"
Zaifu said: "I hope Yi will recommend you!"
The post official took the Zaifu to the side, walked into a courtyard, stopped at the door of a wing, and said: "Please greet Ambassador Wei! We have a visitor!"
The door opened with a creak, and a fair-skinned young man walked out. He saluted the post official and said, "Good morning, welcome to this post! Who are you?"
The chief minister behind him came out to greet him and said, "I am the chief minister of Dr. Jia. Please send your greetings, Ambassador Wei!"
When the envoy from Wei heard that he was a disciple of Dr. Xu Jia, he did not dare to neglect him. He hurriedly lowered his rank to greet him and said, "I, Lang Xin of Wei, have been sent to Han by the king's order. The mission has not been fulfilled. I will be punished with death!"
The post officials did not dare to participate in Wei's military affairs and quickly resigned. Liang Xin let Zaihu into the room and sat down separately.
Zaifu said: "Wei Shu sent envoys to ask for help. What was the result?"
Liang Xindao: "It's hard to describe in one sentence. It's been three days since I arrived in Han Dynasty, and I still haven't seen you in court."
Zaifu said: "Although Liang Lang is young, he is also the envoy of the King of Wei, so how can he neglect this?"
Liang Xindao: "The Han envoy said that the king is ill and it is difficult to receive guests. Therefore, it has been postponed to this day."
Zaifu asked: "How many envoys are there in Korea?"
Liang Xindao: "I heard that the king of Wei sent one envoy every day, and so far there are about three or five envoys. None of them can get in. Now that the official is here in person, the mission will be fulfilled! I and others can also return to the country and resume their duties!"
The Zaifu said: "You can visit his envoys as much as you can, and tell them that the official will come in person and have a banquet with everyone at dusk."
Liang Xin accepted the promise and left. Zaifu returned to the front hall to meet with the postman. The courtyard had been cleaned, and the postman led him into a large, quiet courtyard at the back. The post official said: "The great officials of this hospital have lived here many times, and the humble ones have tried their best to accommodate them, and they dare not slack off."
Zaifu said: "Your post is very laborious, and the doctor understands it well."
The post official said: "This is a time of humble service."
Walking into the main room, there are several seats in front of the screen, and there are several kinds of dried fruits on the plates; there are urns under the windows, presumably containing sake; there are straw beds inside and beside the door, complete with quilts and pillows. There are two bunks in one room, which are prepared for the two masters and ministers. If the master calls at night, someone will answer him; Such furnishings are naturally prepared for noble people. The side rooms on both sides are the rooms for the attendants, which are not so luxurious. There are one room or one bunk, or two or three bunks. The attendants have corresponding residences depending on their status. The post official led the zaifu to inspect them one by one. The zaifu kept his voice low and praised him repeatedly for his good deeds. Then he said: "This is a very good place. Please feel free to use the post." The post official said goodbye and left.
When you go out, the most important thing is to guard against thieves and thefts, followed by defensive walls, and then living and enjoying yourself. After the post official left, Zaifu walked around the courtyard and the house several times, not missing anything out of the ordinary. He checked everything one by one and everything was correct. Then he gave up and sat quietly under the steps in the courtyard, waiting for Xu Jia to return.
