The Fake Eunuch of the Empress: Bind the Shadow Corps at the beginning

When Lin Xi opened his eyes, it was already getting late.

In two quarters, it will almost be night.

The moon cake girl next to him is sleeping soundly with her arms around his waist.

This physique that eats, sleeps and eats but never gains weight, no one would be envious of it.

"Lin Lang is awake."

Wu Yueding was driving the carriage, sensed Lin Xi's movement, and asked a question outside the carriage.

"Um... where are we?"

"I don't know, my concubine has been walking along the official road listening to Mr. Lang, and I haven't noticed anything. Lin Lang, come out and have a look."

Hearing Jiao Didi's call, Lin Xi stretched out, bowed and walked out of the carriage.

After talking with Wu Yue, he immediately went to Shao Yao to get the money, then changed into a warrior's sleeve robe, and took Bing and Ding to Fengjing City to buy a carriage.

After buying some dry food in the West Market, the carriage left the city and headed east.

Wu Yueding said that he could take him directly to Jixia Academy.

With her cultivation base at the Golden Core stage, it would take an hour at most for the five hundred miles.

But Lin Xi came out because he wanted to see the world for real.

You can also find talismans and masks along the way.

It's boring too soon.

"It's not bad, it's really been on the official road."

Lin Xi reached into the veiled hat appreciatively and pinched Wu Yueding's tender cheeks.

In order not to cause unnecessary trouble for her beauty, the drapery can play a very good role.

"I hate it, I'm not a fool, can this official path go astray?"

Hmm... I'm sure you're an idiot.

Lin Xi took the reins and sat down beside her, looking out to observe the scene ahead.

This official road is no better than the national road of later generations, and there is no signboard erected on the side of the road for reference.

If you want to know where you are, you have to go to the roadside post station or post shop to find out.

And when he just got out of the carriage, it was really hard to see where he was going.

However, the three of them had already set off in the afternoon, and with Wu Yueding's slow driving speed, they might still be in Fengzhou.

"It's a good thing you're slow enough. There's a station in front of you. Go and stay for one night first."

Lin Xi accelerated the speed of the carriage.

Due to the severe drought, the plants on both sides of the road turned yellow.

Moreover, because there is no one to take care of it, the farther away from Fengjing, the more messy and desolate the scenery along the way.

Xingcheng Station is a land station, only thirty miles away from Fengjing.

If there is an urgent intelligence document, the average Xinke postman will not choose to stay here.

But if the news is innocuous and can even be deliberately delayed, then they will not rush to Beijing.

Delay here for two days, and there is no rush to go back after the news from Shangfeng.

Therefore, although Xingcheng Station is very close to the capital, the board and lodging business is surprisingly good.

In addition, the postmaster here is well-managed, not only doing business with the imperial court, but also taking over the nights of private caravans, making this official post a prosperous and lively place.

When the three of Lin Xi came to Xingcheng Station, there were only three rooms left, so he asked for them all.

Anyway, when I came out, I took a lot of money, and I didn't spend it in vain.

He also didn't use the name of Changle Palace to stay. Even if he used it, he could go whoring for nothing, but it was a record to be reported, which would make him feel uncomfortable.

It happened to be time for dinner at this time, and there were many people sitting in the lobby of the post station, and the postal caravans were all having dinner here.

After Lin Xi carried the moon cakes to the bed and put them away, he took Wu Yueding downstairs for dinner.

The taste of the food here is not very good, and after eating a table at noon, this foodie was not awakened by the aroma.

Greeting Yi Ding to order a table of signature dishes, Lin Xi carefully observed the surrounding situation.

There are fifteen square tables in the entire lobby, only three are empty, and the rest are occupied.

Among them, five tables were occupied by those dressed in postmen's costumes from various states, and there were three people at a table wearing the police uniforms of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. The rest except Lin Xi's table were all caravan stewards.

Except for the three arrests from the Ministry of Criminal Justice, everyone else had a shiny face, drinking and eating meat without ambiguity, thinking about it, such a day is very common.

Especially those postmen, they ate meat while telling the tragic situation of the victims in various places, the scene looked very ironic.

"This Jimin County sells miserable documents every time, and the county magistrate is also confused. What's the use of crying all day long, you have to give real benefits to the court masters, otherwise this document will never go up."

"It's useless to go up. If the disaster relief officials don't allocate it well, they won't be able to reach the place at all."

"Chun'an County got the silver taels, but the original plan was 50 taels, and there was only 5 taels left in the county. Even if the county magistrate killed him, he couldn't spend it."

"Nowadays, in the land of the big six states, apart from Fengzhou, which is under the foot of the emperor, and Haizhou, where the disaster is relatively light, the remaining people don't know how many people will starve to death."

"The people who starved to death are common people, and the wealthy households are fine. Let me tell you, if it doesn't rain, the world will change."

Is the drought that serious?

Lin Xi sniffled and picked up a piece of pork head.

He hasn't left Fengzhou yet, what he saw was not real.

But there is no need for these postmen to exaggerate the disaster.

It's just that there is such a large group of postmen gathered in this small Xingcheng post, how much money do these dog officials in the court want to make?
If the county magistrate only needs to distribute disaster relief money, it means that there should be food in the local granary, or that the local landlords have surplus food.

Just send money to buy grain directly, otherwise, the grain must be transported there.

But now the mailmen delivering the documents are all stuck in the Xingcheng Station, which means that the court has not yet reached an agreement on the distribution of the disaster relief money...

This is so outrageous.

Even disaster relief has become a loot-sharing meeting, so it's not surprising that Da Zhou died immediately.

Listening to the conversation of these postmen, the three members of the punishment department all looked gloomy. One of them seemed to want to make a move, but was stopped by a burly man beside him.

Such an action seemed out of place here, Lin Xi glanced at the three of them curiously, and took note of their appearance.

The meal was not pleasant, Wu Yueding saw that Lin Xi was not in high spirits, so he quietly did not disturb him.

But she always had to take off her veil when eating, and when her beautiful face was revealed, it attracted countless eyes.

The high-spirited atmosphere in the lobby has a lot to do with her presence.

But because they couldn't figure out the identities of the two, no one dared to act presumptuously.

What's more, Wu Yueding not only has a beautiful appearance, but the clothes on his body are also made of excellent materials, so he is not a commoner at first glance.

The two of them didn't look like a couple, but more like a noble lady who was attracted by a warrior and decided to elope and wander around the world.

And Wu Yueding looked at Lin Xi affectionately, which stimulated the nerves of everyone present.

Jealousy, suspicion, covetousness...

Finally, when the two of them finished eating and were about to leave, someone couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to block them.

"This brother has invited... I, Wang Sicong, the master of Wanda Fang, I don't know where you are, would you like to make friends with me?"