Hanbo

Chapter 126 The Post Office

"Hahahaha!"

Wei Qing laughed heartily when he heard this.

"Oh, you kind of hit the point, but isn't that a good thing?"

Gongsun Ao looked puzzled, Wei Qing explained:
"Zihou's army has almost no loss, how many soldiers can I survive!

What's more, they just feed on the enemy, they don't even use food and grass. It's nothing more than wasting some during training and wasting some weapons and equipment.

But training this wave of soldiers can be used for 30 to [-] years, how much can be saved, is it not good for me, a big man? "

Gongsun Ao showed a wry smile:
"It's a good thing for the big man, but for the generals like me, life is going to be more and more difficult. I'm afraid Zihou will become the target of public criticism."

Gongsun Ao originally thought that Wei Qing would also be worried, but he didn't expect that Wei Qing was still cheerful, and even happier, so Gongsun Ao was a little puzzled.

But before he could ask, Wei Qing had already said:

"The big man has produced a champion, so what if another one emerges?

Everyone has already made preparations, just waiting for Zihou to rise up!
And what we can think of, Zihou has already thought of it, he is not like Qu Binger, he is much smarter than Qu Binger! "

Gongsun Ao frowned and added some tea for Wei Qing:

"What's wrong with this?"

Wei Qing picked up the teacup and took a sip:
"Now the powerful general of the big man, who doesn't have any heirs in the Habayashi Army?"

Gongsun Ao was taken aback for a moment, then sighed and stopped talking.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wei Qing said to himself:

"What do you think the three thousand feathers are? They are Zihou's private soldiers!"

Wei Qing then changed his tone and imitated Huo Shan and said:

"According to Zihou's words: The one who dares to beep beep will be chopped off, whoever he is?"

"This old man has a gentle nature and can't do such a thing, but Qu Bing'er and his son are in the same line of temperament, you can think about it, can Qu Bing'er do such a thing!
Zihou is much more caring than Qubinger. Your Majesty's family, my family, only care about this. In his words, other people are none of my business!

But he is much better than Qu Binger, he never offends people by chance, he knows how to plan, good, good!

It is estimated that if this is really done, His Majesty will also applaud.

Dear relatives from another generation, His Majesty's favor and trust in Zihou is far inferior to that of Qu Binger. "

Wei Qing glanced at the unbelieving Gongsun Ao, curled his lips:
"Don't you believe it, since the second year of Yuanshou, more than ten years ago, the big man has never won a big victory against the Xiongnu, and His Majesty's hopes are all on Zihou.

And it's the first time I've seen His Majesty treat a person so humanely.

To say something disrespectful, I guess, even if Zihou grabs His Majesty's beard, His Majesty will laugh. "

Wei Qing paused at this point:
"More than 3 beheaded, Zihou has already risen, you should hurry up and hug Zihou's thigh.

Just like when we accompanied His Majesty to play for Qu Binger, if you go to Zihou's side, you may get some benefits this time. "

Gongsun Ao looked up at Wei Qing, hesitated for a moment and asked:
"then you……"

Wei Qing stared, flicked his sleeves, stood up with his hands behind his back, and breathed through Changhong:
"Me? What's wrong with me, the old man is willing.

The old man's grandparents, uncles and nephews are all great war gods for three generations. Not only is the old man himself, but the old man has also cultivated two. Isn't it a good story and can't be remembered in history?

No matter how powerful the two little brats are, they were cultivated by me and Your Majesty. In the final analysis, My Majesty and I are the most powerful. "

Wei Qing took two steps forward slowly, pointed to the north and said with pride:
"My lifelong ambition, Wei Zhongqing, is to destroy the Xiongnu. The old man thought that even if I died, there would be Qubinger, but I never expected that Qubinger would die early..."

Wei Qing was silent for a while, but then flicked his sleeves:
"But it's all right, there is still Zihou after Qubing'er left. My grandparents and grandchildren have spent their lives for 50 years. I don't believe that he can't destroy the Huns.

Now it is more than halfway, the Huns are already at the end of their battles, and sooner or later I, Weihuo, will destroy him, and he can only be destroyed by my Weihuo. "

Gongsun Ao looked at Wei Qing with blurred eyes.

Although the person in front of him has a gray beard and gorgeous hair, but at this moment, in his eyes, he is still the dragon city flying general who is holding a long spear and riding dragon city on horseback.

.........

"Come on."

Wei Qing shouted, and Wei Fu walked in from the door.

"Come to the post office!"

"promise!"

Wei Fu turned back suddenly not far from the door, and poked his head out by the courtyard door:
"My lord, did the little champion send a battle report?"

Wei Qing looked back at him:
"Exactly."

Wei Fu's eyes lit up instantly:

"Then, what was the outcome?"

Wei Qing glared at him, laughed and cursed:
"During it, hurry up and talk about it when you come back."

"promise."

After a while, one person entered the small courtyard led by Wei Fu.

"Yunzhong sent Shi to pay a visit to Da Sima."

This person is the person in charge of the post office in Yunzhong County.

The big man uses the post post system.

Around Chang'an, there is a stop every ten miles, and in the south, there is a stop at twenty miles. In the north, Beidi, Shangjun, and Longxi in the west, etc., the station is every thirty miles.

Each station will be prepared to transfer horses, the largest station can always prepare 75 horses.

In the past, the means of transportation used to deliver news was the postal vehicle, and changing vehicles did not change people. On average, a long distance can run about [-] miles a day.

But now all the horses used, traveling thousands of miles a day is really not empty talk.

Horses are ready at each site at any time, and people riding horses just run forward at the fastest speed of the horses, without accumulating horse speed.

At the next station, just change horses and continue running, which is an alternative way to travel thousands of miles a day.

From Yunzhong to Chang'an, which is [-] miles away, it can be delivered in three days, which is extremely fast in ancient times.

In this era, news is basically transmitted in this way, such as flying eagles and swan geese are not very safe, and accidents may happen at any time on the way.

For example, encountering birds of prey, getting lost off the route, and so on.

And the battle report is not just for the emperor to read, as long as there are people on the road, you have to shout it out, and publicize it on the way to deliver the battle report.

And this kind of victory needs to be widely publicized.

Therefore, post offices around the world will listen very carefully.

After all, for a distance of more than 2000 miles, it is a big question whether people can survive without changing horses.

If you don't persist and pass out halfway, someone will have to replace you at the post post at any time. You don't know how to promote slogans.

.........

"Well, don't be too polite."

Wei Qing picked up the bamboo tube on the table and handed it over, and Ling Shi respectfully took the postal letter with both hands.

"This is the battle report of the Champion Marquis. It has traveled more than 2000 miles to Chang'an, and it will be passed on by post horses. It must be delivered to His Majesty within three days."

Shi's body trembled slightly as a result of the postal letter, his complexion instantly became serious, and he involuntarily clenched the bamboo tube in his hand.

"Dare to ask Da Sima, how to promote it?"

Wei Qing bowed his head and pondered for a while:
"Habayashi attacked the Xiongnu three thousand times, and fought five thousand miles in three months.

Swept 24 tribes, never encountered a single enemy.

Thirty-three thousand captives and 15 cattle, sheep and horses were beheaded.

He also descended to the great tribe of the Xiongnu, and King Zuoguli became a vassal.

Killing the enemy nobles 44, the damage is less than a hundred.

Three thousand feathers sweep the Xiongnu, the champion shines!Wei!name!

Victory, big victory, this is another great victory of my big man against the Xiongnu! "

Wei Qing finished reading his doggerel with excitement in his heart, and when he looked up, the postal letter made Shi Zheng stand there with a dull expression.

The postal book Lingshi was shocked by the numbers in the poem, three thousand beheaded thirty-three thousand, this is ten times the result of the battle, when did the big man show such a battle report against the enemy Xiongnu!
But if you say he doesn't believe it, he already believes it in his heart. There is no reason, just because that person is the champion.

But now there is still a problem:
"Da Sima, this is too long, isn't it?"

Wei Qing intentionally expressed surprise:

"Is it long? Not long?"

The postal book Ling Shi showed an embarrassed smile:

"Uh, Da Sima, I didn't remember this, I'm afraid those post riders wouldn't be able to memorize it!"

Wei Qing waved his sleeves and said nonchalantly:
"It's all right, I'll give you one more day, and I'll set off after I've recited it!"

"promise."

Postal Lingshi left with a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand, feeling agitated and excited, but also helpless.

Excited because this is indeed a monstrous achievement, and he is honored to let them pass it on.

If it wasn't for the three days of sleepless nights and long journeys that his body couldn't sustain, he would have wanted to take a trip himself.

But helplessness is also the reason.

In March, he fought for five thousand miles, killed 24 troops in a row, captured 15 cattle, sheep and horses, and captured 44 cattle, sheep and horses. He also captured King Zuoguli and chopped down [-] nobles. His own damage was less than a hundred.

Each of these is a great achievement, and each of them cannot be ignored, so in the final analysis, Wei Qing's doggerel is also convenient for them.

.........

The post made Shi excitedly run back to the post post, and a group of people surrounded him in an instant, even the stables and kitchen for raising horses and cooking came.

"Is it the battle report of Champion Hou, isn't it?"

Postal Ling Shi saw the expectant eyes of everyone, showed a big smile and nodded.

"Yes, it is indeed the battle report of the champion."

The crowd cheered for a while, and just after shouting twice, someone shouted loudly:

"Silence, silence."

When everyone was quiet, a postman asked:
"How's the result?"

Hearing the post, Ling Shi revealed a playful smile:

"Are you sure you want to listen?"

"Hey, what are you talking about, how do you pass it on if you don't listen?"

"That's right, that's right."

Everyone condemned the postal order Lingshi for a while, and the postal book Lingshi hurriedly begged for mercy:

"Okay, okay, I say I say it."

Everyone fell silent, and the postal book made Shi pull away the bamboo slips in his hand to read. After reading, seeing the dull expressions of everyone and himself, the postal book made Shi laugh very happily.

"Thirty-three thousand, 15 cattle and sheep..."

A person in the crowd murmured something, and it immediately ignited the scene like a lit match falling into a gasoline barrel.

"There is still three months to go to fight for five thousand miles, this is a magic weapon!"

In fact, it is a bit exaggerated, but if you count from entering the grassland, running back and forth in three months, it is estimated that there is no more than five thousand.

"There is also the beheading of [-], and the damage to himself is less than a hundred?"

"Also, do you know who King Zuoguli is?"

Everyone looked at him one after another:
"King Zuoguli is the only one among the Xiongnu and the Xiongnu Shanyu and the left and right kings. He is also the uncle of Er Shanyu."

The crowd exclaimed.

"Not only, not only, but also those 44 nobles."

Everyone was silent for a while. Since the big man took back the area in Yunzhong and the post station was established, the two generations of them have passed on how many battle reports, but they have never seen such an exaggerated one.

What shocked everyone the most was that the damage was less than a hundred.

It is not unheard of to have such a big victory, and it is not that no king-level figure has been captured before, and Lao Huo has captured several.

But with such a big result, but only such a little damage, they don't even mention seeing it, no, don't mention hearing about it, they don't even dare to think about it.

"Champion Marquis is in the same line, and my big man has another God of War!"

Someone shouted excitedly.

Everyone is also honored, and everyone is jubilant.

"By the way, no one can steal the battle report from me this time. I must pass it on."

Just as one of the post riders finished speaking, the other post riders beside him became anxious.

"No, why let you pass it on?"

"Yes, yes."

"Because I am better than you, because I have the most news, because I am the most familiar with the road to Chang'an, because I am the No. 1 post rider of this post station in Yunzhong County."

The person said with a sullen face, and the others refuted one after another.

"You have to give us a chance, you can't take it all by yourself."

As soon as this one finished speaking, the other quickly added:
"That's right. Also, you're thirty this year. This time, you're traveling day and night, sending messages across thousands of miles. I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on, so you might as well let us."

The purpose of the other stage riders is very consistent, to defeat the most threatening one first, and after defeating him, we will talk about the latter matter later.

But if you say I can't do it, then you can't bear it. This angry man bared his teeth and cracked his mouth. He raised his fist and punched himself in the chest, and shouted loudly:

"My body is so hard. Who dares to say that I can't do it. Let alone three days, even five or ten days, I can survive."

The crowd started to quarrel again, and the postal secretary quickly shouted a few times:

"Okay, okay, the post post is forbidden to make noise, have you forgotten?"

Everyone fell silent with reluctance on their faces, and Postal Order Lingshi pointed the finger at the others again:
"And all of you, why are you all standing here watching the fun?"

The other people gathered outside rushed away, each going about their own affairs.

"You all come in with me."

When everyone walked into the room, Ling Shi glanced at the postal letter:
"Why is there one missing, who is not here?"

"The newcomer didn't come, and he was serving his horse in the stable!"

Hearing this, Postal Order Ling Shi immediately said:

"Go, call him here!"

"Why are you calling him? You don't want him to deliver it, do you?"

Postal history glanced around and sighed:
"This time, he really had to send it. Da Sima wrote a poem. It's a bit long, 84 characters. Which of you can memorize it? You can't blame him, he can read."

"what?"

When everyone heard this, their heads drooped immediately.

Shishu Shi glanced at the crowd, and felt a little unbearable:

"However, someone needs to go with him this time. He probably doesn't know the way, so this time it's two people."

Before everyone could open their mouths, Shi Shu immediately said:
"Old Yu, go and take the young man with you."

"promise."

(End of this chapter)