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One hundred and fifty-two I can't go tomorrow [Spring is full of beds]

After passing through the window, Zhou Xiaomo saw two people wearing dusty, haggard faces, wearing tolerance clothes embroidered with the word "火" on their chests. Under the guidance of a county servant, Gao Song saw it and quickly met him.

These two men in postman uniforms seemed to have traveled a lot day and night, and were thin. When they saw Gao Song, they bent down to salute him. They seemed to know Gao Song. They took out a wrapped letter from the mail bag behind them and handed them to Gao Song, and said something to Gao Song from time to time.

Gao Song nodded uncontrollably, then took out a whole bag of coins to reward the two postman. Seeing the two leaving under the guidance of the county servants, he looked happy and walked quickly towards Zhou Xiaomo's study.

With frequent wars between various dynasties and the changes of dynasties, feudal rulers paid more and more attention to the importance of information, so the career of post office was developed rapidly, and the postman who was responsible for delivering letters and documents was gradually improved.

At this time, the pigeons have not yet been well developed. As the technology of bows and arrows is getting more and more so, even young and old people can bend their bows and shoot arrows. The pigeons often become delicacies on people's dining tables, so important letters still need to be transmitted by people.

Moreover, the postman will destroy confidential letters at critical moments to ensure that the secret is not leaked.

By the time of the Sui Dynasty, the bad people no longer dared to rob the messenger. They saw the postman running from afar. Instead, the bad people would help clear the obstacles on the road and let these plague gods leave quickly.

The court of the court certainly knew the importance of information and clearly stipulated that once existing bandits robbed the postman, the local government must do its best to completely eradicate the bandits and kill them immediately. If the local government delays a little, the officials will face the risk of being dismissed from office.

Therefore, in the code words of the bandits, the plague god means that the postman would rather touch the plague god than the postman.

As early as the pre-Qin period, there were personnel who were specifically responsible for conveying war affairs. They rode horses and ran unimpededly on the thoroughfare that ran through the world, and promptly conveyed official documents to governments at all levels.

Postman has different names in different eras.

Because it was very hard to be a postman, and wars broke out everywhere at that time and bandits were rampant, postman was often robbed by bandits.

Therefore, during the Qin Dynasty, most of the senders of the tokens for mail were recruited by the people, and they had to choose young men with strong and long-distance walking experience.

The Qin Dynasty had many names for postman, such as light chariots, inspiring strong men, and middle straits.

The postman who was responsible for delivering letters in the Han Dynasty was called "Yi Ren" and "Yi Ren".

After continuous improvement, postmen from various dynasties also equipped with eye-catching special clothing. They usually have two people in a group, wearing red scarves on their heads, red sleeves on their arms, and carrying white backpacks. If they were postmen during the war, their backpacks would be designed very cleverly, and they could instantly destroy letters when attacked to avoid leaking military secrets.

In the Sui Dynasty, the postman's chests would have eye-catching "post" embroidered with the words "post" on the front and backs of the chests to allow passers-by to better identify their identities.

The postman's eye-catching clothing is conducive to people quickly identifying them on the post road so that they can avoid them in time.

The postman system in the Tang Dynasty was strict, and postman had to undergo various training and assessment before he could take a certificate to work. At this time, those who served in the postman were also called postman and postman. Due to their importance, they could also receive their due respect.

In feudal society, high-ranking officials were allowed to be equipped with private postmen, but postmen with lower rank than those of the government.

In ancient times, postman service targeted feudal rulers, so it was not uncommon for the royal family to use their might as well.

Du Mu's famous poem "A concubine riding on the world of the world laughs, no one knows that it is lychees coming" is a satirizing Yang Guifei's borrowing posters to deliver lychees. The postman who was originally responsible for delivering state emergency documents was easily used by the emperor to satisfy the imperial concubine's own selfish desires.

As for the postman who conveyed letters to the people, the first one was a business traveler and others. Later, with the prosperity of private communication, the people became full-time postman.

Looking at Gao Song, who was extremely cunning, with a rare smile on his face, Zhou Xiaomo judged that something happy event must have been heard from the Zong family. Could it be that Zong Chuke was going to join the court to serve as the crown prince guest?

Zhou Xiaomo smiled and said, "There is good news from Brother Zhou's family. I guess we will not be able to go to the bedside tomorrow night."

Zong Lin Jiuyi

In a daze, there was a knock on the door outside the room, and then Yan Song whispered: "Young Master, I'll write to you!"

Zong Linjiu was just drinking and talking about women, but he didn't see Zhou Xiaomo looking out the window. He looked at Zhou Xiaomo in surprise and said to the door: "Come in!"

Gao Song pushed the door and walked into the study, looked at Zhou Xiaomo, handed the letter to Zong Linjiu with both hands, and whispered in his ear: "The master will return to Beijing to serve an important position, so you can return to the state."

Seeing Gao Song bringing him to the door when he went out, Zong Linjiu raised his head and drank the wine in his glass, his face turned slightly red due to good news and alcohol. He did not open the letter, but asked Zhou Xiaomo: "Brother Zhou, my father has come to a letter and is about to return to Beijing to take an important position. Guess what the important position mentioned in this letter is!"

Since the course of history is so similar, then this time Zong Chuke returned to the court to serve as the prince guest and held the power of the Secretariat.

"I told Brother Zong that the secrets of heaven cannot be leaked, which means that things that God has not announced, and I cannot disclose too much, otherwise I will be punished by heaven. But at this time, God's will has been authorized to Lingzun, so I said that the will of heaven is no longer considered leaking the secrets of heaven!" Zhou Xiaomo decided to take a small bet. Since fate brought him here, he should believe in the ability given to him by fate.

He lit a cigarette leisurely, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and held the cigarette in his index finger, pressed his thumb against his eyebrows, slowly spit out the circle of his eyes, showing his confident elegance, and said, "Ling Zun will serve as the prince's guest when he returns to the court, and he will be the third rank, and will be the power of the Secretariat."

Zong Linjiu, Gao Song, the postman and others only knew that Zong Chuke was going back to Beijing to work, but they did not know what position they were in.

Zong Linjiu just asked casually, but he didn't expect Zhou Xiaomo to answer such affirmation. He was stunned for a moment and opened the letter with some disbelief. After reading the letter for a few words, he raised his head and looked at Zhou Xiaomo with an incredible expression, with surprise in his eyes.

The letter was written by Zong Chuke: I am going to join the court to serve as a guest of the crown prince. I will be in charge of the Secretariat of the Central Committee. I hope my son will reply to the letter when he sees it!

"Brother Zhou is really a god!" Zong Linjiu came to his senses for a long time, slapped his mouth a few times, handed the letter from Zong Chuke to Zhou Xiaomo, reached out to smoke a cigarette and lit it. At this time, he finally understood what Zhou Xiaomo said, "Cigarettes can cheer up when they are happy."

Zhou Xiaomo glanced at the letter, suppressed his excitement, and said lightly: "Lingzun will be the guest of the four princes, it will be next year."

Zong Linjiu was overjoyed and asked quickly: "How will next year?"

Zhou Xiaomo did not directly answer Zong Linjiu's words, but looked at the martial arts building from the window and said in a pun: "Next year, it's time to raise the building one floor!"
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