After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

The postman said with pride: "Yes, all the official roads are built with earth and cement."

The middle-aged man with a goatee gasped when he heard this.

You can tell at a glance that this earth and cement is not an ordinary material and its cost must be very high.

He originally thought that only this small section was paved, but he didn't expect that all the official roads were paved!

How much money will this cost, and how much corvee labor will be required!

The postman was very busy and didn't bother to talk much to these people. After arranging rooms for them, he continued to receive the next group of people.

The prince of Jiguo was dissatisfied: "I am an imperial envoy, why do you only give me such a small courtyard?"

Postman: "What's the message?"

The prince of Jiguo paused, and stammered, "Appoint the general as a marquis."

"Ha!" The postman was too lazy to listen.

The Prince of Jiguo felt aggrieved. How could such a small postman dare to look at him in such a disgrace!

Do the people of Yunzhou understand what it means to be the Lord of Heaven and Earth and the Teacher, and what hierarchy exists?

"A powerful dragon cannot defeat a local snake. You better be quiet!" The young wife of Duke Ji's heart almost flew to Fuming Town. She wondered if her son missed home? She wondered if Mrs. Niu's family had adapted well?

After resting in their respective rooms, the group came to the inn lobby on the first floor.

The lobbies of the civilian and official post stations were separated by movable wooden boards.

But because the officials of Yunzhou are very down-to-earth, these movable wooden boards have been put away at this time, and the two halls are connected.

There were officials, clerks, merchants of all sizes, and even some women coming and going in the hall.

They sat together, chatting, drinking tea, exchanging information with each other, in a relaxed and casual manner.

"I originally thought that it would take a long time to repair the road, but I never expected it to be completed so quickly!"

"Oh, it's fast! Every town has opened a new mud cement factory! The strong laborers have to work in the fields and can't leave, so the women and children can ride tricycles to help carry mud cement!"

"Not to mention women and children, even those six or seven-year-old children, one riding in the front and one pushing in the back, use a lot of soil and cement every day. After the entire construction period, the two little kids can earn enough to support the family for a month!"

"The nobles who were guarding the cities in each town also came out to help! The Lin family, the Wang family, and the Tian family all sent their servants out, vying to be the first to repair the official road!"

"Hehe, of course! Yunzhou Weekly will publish all the progress of each section of the road every week. It's like a carrot hanging in front and a whip behind, making everyone work hard to build the road!"

"I have to say, this dirt and cement road is really good! Riding a tricycle on it is like flying!"

"I heard that the workshop has launched a two-wheeled vehicle. Although it can't transport things like a three-wheeled vehicle, it can be ridden faster by one person! I've even seen Lord Wang riding a two-wheeled vehicle to various villages every day!"

"I saw it too! Lord Wang is so happy and cheerful every day!"

A group of people were talking aimlessly, speaking here and there.

However, the man with goatee and the man from Nanjun, who were listening on the side, took all the conversation to heart and seemed to be thinking about something.

The Prince of Jiguo was not at all interested in tricycles, mud and cement. However, how could a rural area compare with the prosperity of Kyoto?

Kyoto is a crossroads of the world, what new things has it not seen?

When the group set out again, the postmaster of Yunzhou Post Station still sent twenty soldiers to the Prince of Jiguo.

With the protection of the fragrant soldiers, Prince Jiguo felt much more at ease and also had the time to check the situation on the roadside.

The first town they entered was Wuchuan.

Wuchuan Town is a prosperous business with a lot of people coming and going, but the inspection at the city gates is extremely strict. People are not allowed to enter or leave many places at will, let alone to inquire.

Since entering Wuchuan Town, everyone had a vague sense of reality that they had arrived at the border.

After a short rest in Wuchuan Town for a day, the Prince of Jiguo could not stand the tense atmosphere in the air, so he made arrangements to continue heading north early in the morning.

There are more choices further north. If you go west, you can go to Woye Town and Huaishuo Town, and if you go north, you can go to Fuming Town. If you go north, you can go to Yuyi Town and Rouxuan Town.

The destination of Goat Beard and the people from Nanjun was Fuming Town. The Prince of Jiguo originally wanted to go to Huaishuo Town to taste the milk tea often mentioned in "Yunzhou Weekly", but he didn't dare to go alone, so he said reluctantly that he wanted to go to Fuming Town too.

After leaving Wuchuan Town, whether in the town or on the official road, the further north you go, the more grassland people and Hu merchants you can see.

The temperaments of the grassland people and the Hu merchants in Yunzhou are particularly different.

Unlike the foreign merchants in Kyoto who only care about money, they are particularly fond of the policy interpretation section of Yunzhou Weekly.

In the restaurant, Prince Jiguo could still hear them analyzing the situation in a mixture of Hu language and the dialect of the Great Zhou.

After entering Fuming Town, Prince Jiguo even doubted whether he was still in the territory of Great Zhou.

The roads are clean and tidy, and the shops on both sides sell a wide variety of goods. Although it is not as big as Kyoto, the crowds coming and going and the lively atmosphere have some of the prosperity of Kyoto.

The people of the grassland walked around as if they were visiting their own home. They were neither ferocious nor nervous. They bargained with the vendors in their poor Da Zhou dialect and with hand gestures.

Sometimes, when they get angry, both sides will start to curse at each other.

Passersby seemed to be used to it and just glanced at it once or twice at most.

The people of Nanjun were slightly stunned when they saw this scene: "How could they get along so harmoniously?"

The people of Yunzhou seemed to be very familiar with each other. When they heard this question, one of them replied, "It was originally not harmonious, but didn't it happen after several incidents?"

"Why are those Hu merchants so concerned about Yunzhou's political affairs?" the Nanjing people asked curiously.

The old lady laughed and said, "Because they also want to settle down in Yunzhou!"

The Prince of Jiguo sneered: "If they want to join our Great Zhou, why don't they go to Kyoto? Why do they want to come to a small Yunzhou? Aren't they afraid of war?"

The old lady crossed her arms in front of her chest and said confidently, "We have a great general in Yunzhou! Who is in Kyoto?"

After saying that, the old lady turned around and walked away with her hips twisted.

The Prince of Jiguo stayed where he was. He wanted to get angry but didn't know who to direct his anger at. It turned out that Yunzhou was in conflict with him!

The middle-aged man with a goatee and the people from Nanjun didn't care what the Prince of Jiguo was thinking. They were now determined to visit the Governor's Mansion.

The doorman at the governor's mansion asked, "Do you have a visiting card?"

The man with a goatee sent the post along with a copy of Yunzhou Weekly.

The same is true for people in Nanjun.

The two looked at each other and found that it was the same issue of "Yunzhou Weekly"!

The words "Unity is strength" are so dazzling!