The reason why Qingniyi is called Qingniyi is largely because of the green soil produced in the mountains to the east of this place. When mixed, it can be made into sealing mud. Because it becomes slightly greenish ink after drying, this seal is often used in the government to archive some important documents. Documents are distinguished.
From the eight directions of Xibo Chang'an City, there are eight post houses with the highest organizational structure. Qingni Post Guards the throat of the official road to the east, and its status is comparable to those of those powerful passes.
The stationmaster of Qingni Station, that chubby one can only be said to be a chubby ninth-grade sesame official, whose surname is Sanjin. Just by his name, he knew that he had no grudge against Qian.
I don’t know how much virtue my ancestors have accumulated. Anyway, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave. In this generation, he got involved with the governor of Jingzhao, smashed pots and sold iron, and was recommended to be a small official.
And because he knew something was coming, he became a minor official in Yicheng, and worked as a grandson for a few years. The situation changed, and Qingniyi was sent from outside to become a master.
This kind of inn near the capital may have less oil and water, but in the inn, you can make a fortune even with your eyes closed.
What's more, He Sanjin is very shrewd. I can still remember clearly the steps of loading and unloading goods in the post house. He Sanjin came here for the first time a few years ago. He was as thin as a mantis. It is said that he was working as a small official in the capital, and he was so thin every month. By spending some money on salary and saving money frugally, it took many years for his daughter-in-law to become a mother-in-law, and she became the master of Qingni Station, a ninth-grade post office.
Less than a year later, this guy was so fat that he didn't look like a human being. Later, it seemed that his relative, Jingzhao Prefecture Yin, who could beat a general with eight poles, called him and scolded him before he understood the words "a big tree attracts the wind". He had a lot of official knowledge, but in less than half a year, he starved to death through hunger strikes and other methods, and he became the chubby person he is now.
This is the most admirable thing. It is easiest for a person to gain weight, but it is most difficult to lose weight. It is especially this persistence in keeping one's mouth that is most impressive.
The slightly fat He Sanjin had to put out the fire all night and didn't get a good rest. The regulations were there, and he had to go to work normally with two dark circles under his eyes.
He understood that no matter how profitable he was, he was still just an errand worker. He Sanjin's example made others speechless.
Yawning, He Sanjin checked the damage caused by the fire last night at the counter. Fortunately, the fire was put out in time, only some fodder was lost, and a few horses were slightly burned, which was not a problem.
This made him feel at ease. In the past dynasties, post stations were the most important thing, especially in the Zhou Dynasty. The founding emperor Tianwen, who was a military general, spared no effort to renovate Chidao and build official posts, with a shop of thirty miles and a station of ninety miles and a station of one hundred and fifty miles. The official post system of the pavilion was thus formed.
The post soldiers and post horses responsible for transmitting official documents and military information were even more valuable to the imperial court. The official post system clearly stated that anyone who injured a post post would be punished by death, a heinous crime, and even be imprisoned in the army.
Thanks to those stage horses, there were no serious injuries, otherwise I would not be able to secure my position. Thinking of this, He Sanjin wanted to scold her again. Every day, he would make special instructions to be careful about the candles on duty. He would also check carefully before going to bed. Everything was the same as last night. Why did the water disappear after everything was fine?
If this is anything else, it must be reported to the government, and a powerful police officer will be sent to investigate to see if someone has done anything deliberately.
It's just that now it's become a big deal and a trivial matter. After all, even if someone did it intentionally, a fire has burned all the clues, and no one can find out the reason. In the end, he still takes the blame.
It would be better to report a natural cause, at least the guilt would be smaller. Just as I was thinking about it, someone suddenly knocked on the counter over there.
It was early in the morning and there were few people coming and going. All the postmen in the hotel went to the backyard to clean up the mess. Only He Sanjin was left.
He Sanjin looked up and saw that charming little lady again. Dealing with so many people every day, He Sanjin thought to himself that he had seen too many beautiful women, but the woman in front of him had no difference in eyebrows and eyes from the other women, but there was more charming charm in her every move and every move. With a smile, her figure in a beige slim-fitting robe is uneven and undulating. The three thousand black hair that almost covers her straight buttocks, coupled with the indescribable charm that is unique to this age group, is even more impressive. Clicking the tongue, she is so graceful and enchanting.
This is no better than my own mother-in-law. She is good-looking, but she definitely doesn't have this temperament. Admittedly, it was just a feast for the eyes, and she didn't dare to have other thoughts. The middle-aged scholar behind her in a moon-white robe, looked gentle and elegant, and was very unambiguous in his actions. There was a drunk man a few days ago. He made some teasing remarks about his feet. This scholar, who was supposed to be a gentleman and a gentleman, didn't say a word, but just slapped him. Now he is a walking man who can withstand seventy or eighty kilograms of goods at once. Still lying in a nearby hospital.
The woman's face was crescent-shaped, her eyes were like crescent moons, she smiled politely and said, "Sir, is there still no convoy coming?" He Sanjin was in a daze and quickly collected his thoughts.
During this time, a man and a woman, who must be a couple, would come here every day to inquire about a escort agency's fleet. They would not stay in a hotel or eat, and would just leave after asking.
A few days ago, He Sanjin asked this woman who seemed to be easy to talk to why she didn't stay here and wait. The charming woman only said that her home was in a nearby village.
Presumably, he had just moved here not long ago. He Sanjin, who had stayed in Qingniyi for three or four years, was very familiar with the surroundings. If there was such a beautiful woman, I am afraid that the news would have spread among the idle men. How could it not be seen until now?
He Sanjin hurriedly said: "I visited a house last night at midnight. I wonder if it is the house Madam asked about." The charming woman was slightly startled and said casually: "You live in the guest room on the second floor?" There is nothing good about it. Concealed, He Sanjin replied: "Gone." The charming woman's expression changed, and the smile she had squeezed out of her reply immediately disappeared, and she asked hurriedly: "Where have you gone?" People were startled by his anxious tone, and He Sanjin pointed in the direction of the capital.
"Go...go to Beijing." The charming woman with her eyebrows knitted together was like a girl holding her heart, adding a touch of tenderness, but the scholar behind her gently pulled her arm to comfort her.
The scholar pulled the woman behind him and asked politely: "Excuse me, stationmaster, when did you leave?" He Sanjin said: "I left for a while. It must have been because of the water leakage from the fodder last night, and their cart was flammable. I was afraid that something might get lost, so I left early, so I packed it up and left early." The scholar, who was definitely not so polite on the surface, asked again: "Why are you so careful with flammable goods?" He Sanjin didn't reply this time, after all. It involves past privacy, which must not be leaked.
Obviously he didn't understand why the other party didn't speak. The scholar just thought it was because there were so many people coming and going that he couldn't remember clearly, so he asked again: "Where did the escort agency come from? Your Excellency should have recorded it." This was even more confusing. It's hard to force someone to do something.
The regulations stipulated by the imperial court are, first of all, not to disclose the itinerary information of the hotel guests. If you tell others casually, you will become an accomplice if you are someone with evil intentions.
Especially for some military information, some good people can often infer some rumors based on the place of departure, and spread them everywhere, which is even more harmful.
Therefore, every month, the imperial court would send a special person to the official post office to collect it, seal it and archive it. Every year, the most important items would be removed and sealed, and the insignificant items would be destroyed on the spot. The rest would be handed over to the national treasury for subsequent inspection.
Thinking of the accusations and abuses against her in an urgent letter a few days ago, the charming woman who tried to calm down smiled again. She knew the system of the Great Zhou Dynasty. This woman blatantly reached into her arms and groped for a while, as if Deliberately increasing the amplitude, he looked at the ninth-grade Yi Cheng with a charming smile from behind the Confucian scholar who had made people lie down for several days with a slap, and his behavior was more than charming.
The woman, who knew how to use her best side, pulled the scholar behind her without leaving a trace, took out her hand, pressed a silver coin with her own unique temperature and smell on the counter, and used her other hand to block her behind. sight.
He Sanjin, who was already a little dumbfounded and dumbfounded, swallowed his saliva. In such a fragrant scene, even when he went to Pingkangfang in the capital to entertain his relative who was the governor of Jingzhao, he chose the best red sleeve move. Nor was the beautiful woman in front of her as calm and composed as she was.
After all, deliberately artificial acting can excite men more than natural expressions. He Sanjin, who must not show excitement, knew the ropes well. He looked at the person who made him drool with great interest, and the silver ingot looming in the green jade finger. He didn't know whether he should get this piece. The silver-white thing that was enough to cover his salary for three to four months was no longer as simple as coveting wealth, but an extremely shameless desire to feel the residual warmth.
Swallowing again the fluid that couldn't help but come out, the greed in He Sanjin's eyes was clearly visible, whether it was lust or greed.
As if she had guessed the thoughts of the ninth-grade Zhima Official, whose small role in the official position was of great significance, the charming woman took the initiative to hold He Sanjin's hand and gently placed the piece of silver that was strangely pressed on his hand. The little postmaster of the Lord smiled and said: "Sir, help me, we really have something to ask them." It was definitely not the ingot of silver that he was looking at. The stationmaster of the Qingni Posthouse stared at the pair of hands with skin as smooth as cream. , fell into deep thought.
The charming woman struck while the iron was hot, and when she stopped her hand, she intentionally or unintentionally scratched her slightly trembling palm, which made He Sanjin feel comfortable even more.
The chubby postmaster clutched the silver ingot hard, feeling the remaining warmth. He thought dirtyly about his cryptic behavior when no one was around, and said, "I'm from Henan Province." Apparently he was still thinking about it. He Sanjin, who had reserved his hand, did not say anything specific, but the scholar who was a little impatient because of the woman's behavior suddenly frowned and turned pale in surprise.
Naturally, she didn't care about the slightly impatient look on the scholar behind her. The charming woman leaned down on the counter naturally, showing off her magnificence that a woman of this age should not have, and asked: "Henan Road is so big. "Where are you talking about? There is no one around you. Are you asking me to guess one by one?" The dry-mouthed He Sanjin didn't have any dilemma, even though he was indeed in his forties. Age is the most unbearable teasing, but even though I have an official position, I can't help it. If this spreads out, among other things, I will have to take off my robe, which is not a shining lintel, and maybe it will also take with it the Beijing that recommends me. Zhaofu Yin is inevitably implicated.
He Sanjin, who knew and followed the rules well, didn't want to get into trouble with Yinzi. The stationmaster of Qingni Station, whose name had the smell of copper, was moved in his heart. While putting away the silver ingots, he said: "The accent is similar to this gentleman." He is worthy of being the ninth-grade Yi Cheng who has been sitting firmly in Qingni Station for a long time. His speech is indeed quite good, and he is flawless.
It was considered that she got the answer she wanted. The woman with charming eyebrows raised the corner of her mouth in a satisfactory arc, and turned around to look at the elegant scholar who looked slightly uncomfortable.
"What's wrong, Brother Azhai?" After all, the word "love" is the most unexplainable. The scholar who has read more than ten thousand volumes sighed and just called out.
The word "Zhiyu" had no further meaning. He finally said nothing more, sighed and turned around to leave. Now that you believe in her again, don't be too entangled in her behavior. As long as she is here, as long as you don't care about yourself anymore, don't mention anything else.
The charming woman whose identity is naturally Ningzhiyu smiled even more at the corner of her mouth. She didn't know whether she was proud that she had obtained the information without any effort, or she was proud of the scholar's tolerance for her, or maybe both.
She felt that she was so capable that all the failures of the previous days were forgotten.
