Roads should be marked with festivals. If there are no festivals, there will be failure.
As early as the pre-Qin era, there was a kind of voucher called [Jie], which was made of bamboo boards with personal information and facial features engraved on it. If you go out without bringing this kind of token, you will face a difficult situation.
In the Han Dynasty, the rules were even stricter: those who have access to the world must have rules and propagate them.
"I am Ji Zhong, the former head of the public pavilion."
"Lu Mengming, a traveling scholar."
Both of them were sizing up each other——
Wearing hakama and pleated clothes, with no crown on his head and only a scarf on his head, the pavilion chief looked quite capable.
Ji Zhong's eyes paused at Lu Li's waist, and he cut his head with a sword!
This is the standard weapon of the Han army. How could it appear on the body of a wandering scholar?
A trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes. Subconsciously, Ji Zhong put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and the two pavilion soldiers grabbed their spears and raised them in front of them.
"Nowadays, the world is unstable and the roads are unstable. My father specially prepared a ring-head knife for me to defend myself."
As he spoke, Lu Li reached into his arms and took out a wooden board and a paper book. Facing the scrutinizing gazes of the three people, he said indifferently:
"Jie, pass it on here."
Hearing this, a pavilion guard came over, took the voucher with both hands, and then forwarded it to the pavilion chief.
Lu Li jumped off the horse, caressing the black-maned horse's neck while introducing himself:
"My father is a thief in Pingtao County. Chief Ji Pavilion can call me Lu Li."
"Lord Lu's son?"
Obviously, Ji Zhong had heard of Lu Xu and called him Jun very politely. However, his eyes were still lingering on the bamboo board and Lu Li's face. This conscientious attitude was really rare. He probably regarded him as an evildoer. .
[Li, seven feet and five inches long, fair complexion, sparse eyebrows and eyes, beautiful beard and beard]
Lu Li is seven feet five inches tall, with fair skin, fine features, and a nice short beard.
In the era before photography technology, this was the case. The appearance was described in detail for verification.
At this time, Ji Zhong had confirmed that the young man in front of him was the person described in the section, 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 to pay taxes and serve in the military. In order to prevent large-scale population movements, the court will naturally raise the threshold.
Perhaps sensing that Lu Li was getting impatient with waiting, the pavilion chief lowered his head and glanced at ten lines——
[In the fourth year of Zhongping, Lu Li, a scholar from Pingtao County, was twenty years old. Due to the needs of his study tour... he was afraid that he would be in Guanzhen, so he would not practice Qing...]
Further state the place of origin, age, reason for going out, and a lot of clichés.
My eyes drifted to the last few lines.
[Guardian Lu Xu, Ping Tao’s thief Cao]
[Guarantee Fu Xing, Prime Minister of Pingtao County]
[Section: The people and animals brought by Lu Li are guaranteed not to be deceived by cold thieves (proof that the people and animals they brought are legal)]
Finally, there is the seal of the county magistrate and the instructions:
Let's go!
Seeing this, Ji Zhongcai, the head of the pavilion, closed the document and handed it over with both hands: "Mr. Lang, please come with me."
"Um."
Lu Li nodded and prepared to rest for the night and wait for the black-maned horse to be full before setting out on the road.
As for the Yellow Turban Army behind them, they won’t be able to arrive here until noon tomorrow at the earliest——
Yuan Gong Pavilion, named after the Yuan Gong River, is dozens of miles long and is a tributary of the Fen River. It is no longer under the jurisdiction of Pingtao County and returns to Fenyang. As long as we cross the river by boat tomorrow morning, there will be a natural moat blocking it. From then on, it will be The sea is as wide as the fish can leap, and you can go straight to Luoyang to meet the princes of the world!
In addition, this is the only place you must pass when heading to Fenyang.
If anything unexpected happens, guard Zhou Jun will also come here to rest, and then he will know whether Lu Xu is alive or dead.
Alas...the cause and effect are established.
Lu Li was not a hesitant person. After sighing secretly, he already made up his mind——
If Lu Xu fails to survive, then bury him in a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and work hard to spread the word among the princes, leaving his name in the annals of history and honoring his ancestors.
What if Lu Xu served him wholeheartedly and became a filial son of the Han Dynasty before his life was exhausted?
Thinking of this, Lu Li instantly felt much more relaxed, and under the leadership of the pavilion chief, he entered the pavilion.
Since Fenyang is a large county, not only is the Huabiao built as a road sign tall and magnificent, but the pavilions also occupy a large area, and there is even a bluestone staircase connected to the official road.
Without being greeted, the two pavilion guards took the initiative to lead the black-maned horse into the stable next to it.
After stepping through the door, Ji Zhong always glanced at Lu Li's Huanshou knife hanging on his waist, intentionally or unintentionally.
"My husband is a scholar, so he should know that fighting in a pavilion is a serious crime, right?"
Lu Li nodded: "I know."
Probably because of his handsome appearance and the fact that his fox fur was as clean as new after being washed by the wind and snow, the pavilion chief felt that Lu Li was indeed a harmless ordinary scholar, so he asked no more questions.
In the small courtyard, a young man wearing a narrow-sleeved Hufu was skinning prey.
Three gray rabbits and one deer.
Ji Zhong took the initiative to introduce: "Pang Chun, the thief of this pavilion."
"I've met the distinguished guest."
The young man in Hufu put down his dagger and bowed his hands in a polite salute. Seeing Lu Li return the salute, he handed the skinned deer to the pavilion chief:
"The snow is getting heavier and there are many people settled in the pavilion, so the distinguished guests have to squeeze in."
"This deer should be used as an apology."
After saying that, he smiled at Lu Li and said politely: "That's how the game is in February. The autumn fat has been used up, so don't be surprised if there is some firewood for roasting."
this……
In fact, Lu Li wanted to give him some money for horse feed and spend the night in the pavilion.
However, now I owe a favor and can only divide some of the few expenses.
Just when he put his hand into his bag and was about to take out the money, Ji Zhong, the director of the pavilion, seemed to notice something and said with a smile: "It's just country game, not worth a lot of money. Besides, there was a lot of neglect outside the pavilion just now..."
Without waiting for Lu Li to say anything, he stepped forward to lead the way.
The young man in Hufu smiled honestly and continued to cook the gray rabbit hanging on the tree.
The folk customs are simple!
Lu Li sighed secretly, turned around and walked towards the room.
Not long after.
The door, which was padded with cotton cloth, was pushed open.
A warm feeling rushed over my face.
There were two stoves burning in the house, and seven or eight people gathered in a circle to warm themselves up, chewing beans and chatting.
This is how ordinary people are treated when they enter the pavilion. Giving them a few handfuls of beans and bowls of hot soup is the utmost benevolence.
You must know that the most important function of the pavilion is to entertain officials on business trips. The reason why Lu Li is treated with kindness is because of the reputation of Lu Xu, a thief in his sect, and his status as a scholar.
Someone saw Lu Li dressed in extraordinary clothes and waved warmly and shouted: "Little brother, sit here."
"Don't make any noise!"
"Those who cause trouble will be severely punished!"
After finishing his words, Ji Zhong looked around.
For a time, the majesty of the pavilion master was revealed.
However, after the pavilion became quiet, he smiled and guided Lu Li to the cleaner west side, took out flint and lit a fire for the guests himself.
"Mr. Sir, wait a moment. I'll bring you a bottle of wine."
