Emperor Qin

The young man who asked him to write a letter came from Anlu County, Nanjun County, and his brother Zhong was recruited from all over the country. "Soldier", but in the battle of attacking Chu, the 60 army was terrible to eat and use. In order to save food and save more people's strength in the cultivated land in Guanzhong, these counties and counties close to Chu State became the key targets of recruitment.

The two brothers, Heifu and Zhong, chattered about, and what they said was the same as the family letter displayed in the museum a thousand years later. They greeted their mother and confessed that they were safe. up.

The only difference is that in history, it was Heifu and his younger brother Jingyu who gave the oldest family letter to his elder brother. Today, because Michu is ten years earlier than in history, it is Heifu and his elder brother Zhong who serve, and their younger brother is still underage. I can only write to my mother.

Yan Jiang listened to a lot of nonsense they said, and then looked at the wooden slips they had cut and used to write letters, and finally understood why ancient letters were so concise.

The wooden tablet Heifu gave him was only four centimeters wide and thirty centimeters long, which was only a quarter of the size of an A4 paper. Writing a letter on it was comparable to copying in an exam, and it was a test of penmanship.

Yan Jiang picked the key point and finished writing the letter, and then he was surrounded by other soldiers.

They were reluctant to buy expensive paper, and mostly flattened wood to make letters of the Lord. Most of them asked for money from their families. In the camp of the Qin Army, there was no military salary, and they had to bring their own clothes and shoes. The winter was cold, and many soldiers could not stand it. , need help at home.

Fortunately, the promotion of cotton has been extremely fast in recent years, and the price of cloth in Qin State has dropped steadily because of this, and the life of the poorly clothed has been greatly improved. Most of the families can add one or two new clothes.

Yan Jiang couldn't bear the pain of writing small characters with a fine brush, so they asked them to find goose feathers to write, but his characters were crooked and ugly, and he changed his right hand when his left hand was tired. At that time, seeing the big seal like a dog crawling, the bird had a half-smile on his face, and was expelled by "go out and play by yourself".

Seeing that he had to write for a while, His Majesty held back his laughter and flew out of the tent, but it was distracted for a moment, caught in its paws by the curtain of the tent, lost its balance for a moment, fell to the ground with a thud, and hurriedly stood up without incident. , ready to fly away...

"Destroy—"

There was a sudden scream of a bird outside the door, which shocked Yan Jiang's pen and rushed out.

But he saw two soldiers of the Qin Dynasty pulling His Majesty's wings and choking the bird's neck, and they were about to leave for extra meals.

Yan Jiang hurried forward and said it was his bird.

"You said it's yours, should it be yours?" It's very difficult for the common people to eat some meat these days, and the middle-aged Qin Zu who was scratched by the owl's struggle on his face was unwilling to let go.

Yan Jiang asked His Majesty to respond quickly.

Your Majesty was mad and didn't say a word. Someone hurt me before, didn't you always kill me first?

Seeing that His Majesty was so angry that he was almost smoking, Yan Jiang reluctantly took out his talisman - this is the messenger's certificate to prove his identity, the higher the material, the higher the identity.

Seeing the Jade Talisman Festival, the two Qin soldiers immediately returned the bird obediently and apologized in every possible way.

Yan Jiang didn't pursue it, but just took the bird back to his tent and continued to write letters, but many soldiers were already afraid. Yujie's status was as high as that of the captain, and he didn't know who this person was. In "Shu Wu Ling", the chief can punish ten men, the chief can punish the chief, and the general of a thousand can punish the chief of a hundred. If you want to kill them, the lowest-ranking sergeants, you don't need to report, it's better to stay away to keep safe .

Beside him are also some thank-you items left by the soldiers. There is a plucked chicken, a string of Qin Banliang coins, lacquerware and a small roll of cloth.

At this time, Brother Heifu asked with some embarrassment which Shangguan he was under, and they could send him there.

Yan Jiang was also very curious about this brother who later appeared in various treasures of Qin documentaries, so he chatted with them: "Have you sent out the letter?"

"Not yet," the two brothers were somewhat cautious, "Thank you, Shangguan."

"How to send these letters back to Anlu County?" Yan Jiang asked curiously, "But by post?"

Post is the official post station, and all the documents of Qin State are transmitted through the post station.

"I wait for the common people, and I dare not send books by post." After all, Heifu is young, so he is more courageous, "I let acquaintances take them home."

After Yan Jiang asked carefully, he found out that today's post office is a public post, with a Chuanshe within thirty miles and a pavilion within ten miles. It was transported by the state's finances, and the private letters of their brothers could not be sent by the public postal system, and they could only be sent back by the help of fellow villagers who were injured or finished their service.

Because they were helped by acquaintances, their wooden tablets could not be too large, and the two brothers expressed their gratitude to him for his help in writing letters.

Yan Jiang said it's okay, and asked them how they would send money and clothes when the time came?

The two brothers looked at each other with wry smiles, and said that they could only find someone to carry them along. Usually, they would ask the officials who delivered the grain and grass for help. If they couldn't find them, there was nothing they could do.

Yan Jiang asked the two brothers about the details of their lives in the army for a while, and then asked the two brothers to take him to Wang Jian's camp.

The old general had a rest, but the deputy general Meng Tian was still patrolling the camp, so he met him on the way, and immediately helped him arrange a place to live.

When there was no one around, Yan Jiang stroked His Majesty who had been emitting cold air all the time, bowed his head and kissed: "Ah Zheng is still angry?"

His Majesty snorted coldly, and turned his head 180 degrees in displeasure, not looking at him.

Yan Jiang was cute again, and Shun Mao said: "It's different. When you were arrested, you were surrounded by enemies. I killed them as soon as I could. But this is Qinying, and these are your people. , how can you kill him casually, right?"

His Majesty still turned his head away from him.

"You send a document back, you are not allowed to hurt the owl bird," Yan Jiang rubbed the top of its head, and said gently, "Just say that I was deceived by my beauty, and for your safety, my baby, I will take the blame. "

Only then did His Majesty turn his head in satisfaction, and asked: Bewitched by beauty?

"Of course, Ah Zheng is as tall as a chicken, and as bright as a jade tree facing the wind," Yan Jiang said softly, "When I first saw you, my heart was beating like a drum, and I tossed and turned. I fell in love with you when I saw you."

This kind of bragging that condenses the 2000-year-old culture of later generations made His Majesty raise his head reservedly, and finally decided not to pursue the offense of those two soldiers.

After talking for a while, Yan Jiang coaxed His Majesty to be happy, and then slowly said: "By the way, I still have an immature idea."

While eating fish floss, His Majesty raised his head and motioned for him to say.

"The cost of this post station must not be small." Yan Jiang said softly, "I have a method, which may reduce the cost a little."

His Majesty raised his head and began to listen carefully.

"The pavilion only accepts official documents, and it costs a lot to receive messengers and guests. It is better to open private letters and allow soldiers and civilians to send letters, and charge a fee for each letter," Yan Jiang said with a smile, "The Qin army has always had soldiers entering On the other side, I have cut off contact with my wife and children at home, and I don’t know if I am alive or dead. If there are letters back and forth, it can also calm people’s hearts.”

The Qin State has a lot of standing armies, especially when a king like King Qin who likes to make troubles is alive, he spends a lot of money in the east, west, north, south, and north. If there is a postal system, it will be very useful for boosting morale and cohesiveness of the army.

More importantly, the expansion of postal stations is irreplaceable in strengthening the control of remote areas, and it has a miraculous effect on stimulating the economy. Instead of leaving the huge postal system there to moldy and waiting for a certain kiosk leader to fail, he will rise up , it is better to turn this into a fat job to accommodate and train Qin officials.

It is also possible to print some annual personnel appointments and the content of North Korea-China policies, and make them into something like a monthly report, which can have an obvious catalytic effect on the submission of scholars from all over the country.

Yan Jiang analyzed these benefits to him bit by bit.

His Majesty was fascinated by what he heard, and he also took the initiative to discuss with A Jiang. These days, he is also thinking about the problem of unreasonable government orders after the unification of the six countries. His original plan was to conscript the people of the world after the unification of the six countries, and use all counties and cities The avenues are connected and built into a galloping road, which is convenient for the issuance of government orders.

But after listening to A Jiang's suggestion, I feel that this matter can be done in the name of Tingyi first, which will definitely be easier than going directly to various places.

"Your Majesty, do you know how long the roads connecting the various counties and cities are?" Yan Jiang poked him and drew a map of the east, "This is from Xianyang to Luoyang, and this is from Pingyu to Chencheng, that is to say , the former you have to fly for seven hours."

He was so skillful that he used His Majesty's flight time to mark the distance of each place. After he connected the places and calculated the time, His Majesty shrank his wings just thinking about it.

If you agree to repair the road, you will repair it one by one, and it will never be done at one time.

Only then did Yan Jiang nodded in satisfaction, and continued to discuss the details of the post office with it.

About charges, about intermediate transportation.

There is also the selection of private documents, and the big killer of the postal service in later generations-the postal code.

Numbering all the counties in the world can greatly increase the speed of manual sorting.

As for the lost pieces - it will be unavoidable for future generations, so the time requirement should not be so high. If ten out of ten can be delivered to nine, it is a very good success rate.

His Majesty was very satisfied. In his heart, a huge framework was slowly taking shape, making him more and more yearning for the future world.

It walks up and down every time it gets excited, and Bird Body is no exception.

This is a pioneering work, a huge creation that will definitely be remembered by future generations. In A Jiang's mind, it is for the people. However, in his opinion, this will also be a huge information system. As long as there is information transmission, object trading, and coin replacement , can make overall plans for the situation in various places, and become a reference for him to implement the decree.

Although it will consume a lot of energy... Thinking of this, His Majesty smiled contemptuously, it lacks everything, including energy.

Yan Jiang continued to chat with him about the post office. The productivity of later generations is not much different. The post office must have gone to not every village. Now it seems that it is almost placed in county towns and big counties. As for remote areas - it can only be temporarily not sent Yes, but you can ask someone to send a message to pick it up.

Hearing A Jiang's opinions on the details of the post office, His Majesty suddenly felt warm, flew up, and tapped Aiqing's teeth lightly.

"Hey, Ah Zheng misses me after only one day?" Yan Jiang asked with a smile.

The fat bird nodded reservedly.

Then the heart is full of pride.

How wonderful, with so many national cities, it has won thoroughly, and its destiny belongs to it.