In the third year of Yonghui (652 AD), the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

The Laba Festival was not popular in the Tang Dynasty, and there was no Laba porridge to drink. However, for Wukang, it was an exciting day. He was so excited that he never slept all night. When the rooster crowed, he got up and Ruyan Xiaocui tidied up his appearance. He went out immediately and went to the second hall of Wuzhou Yamen to attend the military year-end meeting.

He handed over the Black Wind to the officers and found that the venue was empty and the big guys had not arrived yet. The conference room was less than 50 square meters, and four desks were placed on the west side, which were prepared for the clerks to record the content of the meeting. A modern conference table was placed in the center, and a chair of the Grand Master in the north was the seat of the governor Cui Yixuan.

There were four high chairs on each side, and they were the commanders of the six major military corpses. The governor of a state in the Tang Dynasty was much more powerful than the provincial supervisors of any dynasty. He was able to seize military and political power, and he took the horses and took the horses and took off his horse to manage the government. He was a well-deserved chief official. They gradually became warlords, breeding the Anshi Rebellion and leading to the demise of the Tang Dynasty.

As one of the six major military officers, Wu Kang was qualified to attend the highest meeting, so he was of course very excited. The Tang Dynasty respected the left, left and right at the west, right at the east, and had the lowest qualifications... He came to the east in shame and sat on the fourth chair. He put his official documents on the table, took out the report he had sorted out overnight, checked for omissions and made up for shortcomings one by one.

About two quarters of an hour, the door of the conference room opened and the four scholars walked into the four books. Seeing Wu Kang sitting upright, he quickly jogged over to salute. Wu Kang had been a nonsense for thirty years, and was not qualified to show off his airs, nor did he like to show off. He stood up and smiled and gave him a gift.

Both sides had seen the ceremony, and the clerks took their place, took out pens, ink, paper and ink. They laid the table with white paper, straightened the brush tip, and added water to grind the inkstone. After the preparation, they sat upright, glanced over intentionally or unintentionally, staring at the big red robe, full of envy.

Wu Kang didn't care, or he was already numb. More than a month ago, Hua Manlou was sharing with the second generation at the promotion celebration. He thought it was as plain as water, but the climax was coming the next day.

The well-known officials in Wuzhou, including those friends, held a meeting to discuss the plan. After half a month of persistence, they succeeded, and the test results were awesome. Lao Cui immediately wrote to the court and compiled the design drawings of the plow, the steps and precautions for the cow nose piercing, and sent them to the post station. He ordered the third party that this outfit was the fourth-rank official's outfit, which was almost the same as Lao Cui's robe.

If an official below the fourth rank wants to wear a dark robe, he must reward President Li Jiu, which is harder than climbing to heaven. If it is not for the royal family, he must have great contributions to the sky, so he can be given a fish bag. To be honest, this one is more noble than Lao Cui's, after all, it was given by the emperor.

The so-called silver fish bag is an official certificate hanging on the belt. It is more than ten centimeters long, with a vertical bar of sterling silver in the middle, and three silver fish on both sides. Wearing a breeze robe and a fish bag, Jiu Niang personally escorted him to the streets and showed his presence. He traveled two times on Dongming Avenue, Jinhua Avenue, and attracted a large number of people who were eating melons.

Wu Kang was so amused that he had no idea about "The Emperor's New Clothes". After the parade, Jiu Niang gave another order to die. As long as he went out, he would have to wear this outfit. He was so angry that he cursed Li Jiu's ancestors. He thought to himself, would he be so excited? One day I put on a purple robe, and you still have to go to heaven?

The door of the conference room opened, interrupting his thoughts. A military officer came in. It was Yu Hongzhi, the commander of the regiment training. Wu Kang quickly got up and left his seat, greeted each other, and greeted each other. Old Yu sat opposite him, looking at the Fei Pao and marveled: It's so good that he has changed. There are only two items in Wuzhou, one item in Cui, and you are really envious of others. I guess I can't wear it in my life!

Wu Kang smiled and said: Uncle Yu is such a bad word. Those who have ambition will succeed. As long as they have clothes in their hearts, they will eventually have clothes on their bodies.

This is a bit profound. Old Yu was too lazy to think, so he just complained: I didn’t even have a grade, thanks to Mr. Cui’s favor, and accepted it as an aide. Just say that if Cui Zhe hadn’t made a comeback at today’s meeting, it wouldn’t be my turn at all.

Wu Kang did not comment and greeted him with a smile. The Cui Zhechong he mentioned was Cui Xingfeng, the commander of the Zhechong Prefecture, and the commander of the Zhechong Prefecture was the commander of the Zhechong Prefecture, and the Zhechong Prefecture was the military service office. There were 70,000 people on the Jiangnan Road, and there were 1,000 or above in Wuzhou. The level was still high. Your old mother was still there, and the law was not allowed to separate. But this law was useless in the local area, because the number of households was directly related to the achievements of the officials. They would turn a blind eye and go to the Sihu Yamen to establish documents.

The six brothers did as they said and indeed issued a household registration document. The plaintiff was dissatisfied and appealed to the Wuzhou Zhengya, thinking that the last time he did not complain, because the defendant was only nominally separated and did not negotiate a household registration document, so he should have filed a lawsuit this time. However, Lao Cui upheld the original verdict and rewarded him with 60 more boards, because he was not harmonious in the countryside.

Jiu Niang hoped that her fiancé would be Jackie Chan and broke the unspoken rules, resulting in more and more family members splitting. This incident reached the ears of the boss, and Wu Kang became a laughing stock again, because he used his position to leak the rules to his fiancée.

The sound of knocking on the table and the atmosphere stopped. Cui Yixuan glanced at everyone and said lightly: Don’t be too happy too early. Apply for official documents to arrive in Chang'an, and after review by the Ministry of Revenue, and finally submit them to the saint for approval. After the cumbersome process, there will be results at least at the end of next year.

The big guys were still happy and didn't care about waiting for more than a year. Only Wu Kang's face was stupid and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Chen Shuozhen rebelled in October next year, Wuzhou became the main battlefield, and Shangzhou applied for official documents to be postponed. People would die in the war. After the war, the court re-surveilled the population and was useless!

His depressedness did not attract attention. The conference continued, and the major military officers made reports in turn. Wu Kang officially took office in November, and there was only one major case of murder. The others were trivial disputes, and there was nothing to say.

After everyone finished speaking, Cui Yixuan made a final summary and entered the free speech time. Wu Kang got the approval of Lao Cui, stood up and brewed his emotions, and said: Uncles and uncles, there are some immature ideas about the post station system. I dare to say it out loud. Please criticize and give it a warning to elders.

When everyone heard the station system, they couldn't help but frown. What's there to say? Cui Yixuan sat upright and signaled him to continue.

Wu Kang said: As we all know, the post station is a place for postmen who convey military information documents and to provide food, accommodation and horse exchange. To put it bluntly, it is a public service. My idea is that the post station also accepts civil service and accepts civilian mail items, which is the postal express system.

As soon as this statement was made, all the big guys changed their faces. Qin Li, the soldier in the army, said: Change it, don’t talk nonsense. The court is very strict in the management of post stations. Even if we violate the regulations, we will be punished. How can we deliver letters to the public?

The bosses nodded one after another, but Cui Yixuan frowned and pondered. Wu Kang continued to say: Our dynasty post stations are all over the country, and there are three types of land, water, water and land, with a total of 1,640 post office workers, with more than 20,000 post office workers. They are under the jurisdiction of the Doctor of the Ministry of War and serve the military information official documents.

After a while, he continued: However, in the peaceful and prosperous era, how much military information is there? How many can I receive and receive official documents in each state? It is no exaggeration to describe it in a few words. Most of the year, the station is idle, causing a lot of waste of resources. I wonder if Sun Bo, how much copper the imperial court takes out every year to pay for the station system?

Sun Mao, a military officer at the Sihu Army, thought for a moment and said: The salary of the postmen in Wuzhou Posthouse has an 800-yuan salary. Taking this as an example, the salary of the postmen alone is at least 20,000 yuan. The feeding of the post horses, the maintenance of the post boats, the entertainment expenses of the post station, etc. Conservatively estimated that at least 50,000 yuan each year.

Hearing this number, Wu Kang was a little confused and thanked Sun Mao. He took out a piece of paper from the folder, and said the resources on the paper were wasted four words, and he got up to the east wall. There were several nails nailed to the wall, and the paper was hung on the nails.

Turning around and looking at the boss, he continued to preach: Resources are wasted, indicating that the post station has the ability to carry out postal express business, and the court does not need additional investment. What do uncles think of this kind of argument?

The big guys looked serious, and after a moment they shook their heads. Wu Kang took another piece of paper and wrote a letter to the demand, hanging on another nail, and continued to speak: People divided the four levels of scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, and Wu Kang fought bravely to explain the needs of the four levels of express delivery.

He stretched out his two fingers and said: First of all, scholars, officials often work in different places, and what they most desire is letters from home. There are also contacts between friends, correspondence and academic routines, contacts and friendships, etc. Secondly, businessmen rely on business opportunities to do business, and correspondence and correspondence are more frequent.

Two more people were extended and said: As for the needs of farmers and workers, it is mainly reflected in the government soldiers. The government soldiers from all over the country attended the meeting and left their homes to go to Chang'an. Take the example of a soldier's wife who is about to give birth and after giving birth to a baby, she would definitely want to notify the soldiers.

After saying that, he pointed to the paper of demand sideways and said: There are demands in all classes, how to solve the demand? If the family is well-off, he will send his subordinates to ride horses to deliver letters. However, the cost of delivering letters is too high, and there may be accidents. If the family is not well off, he will ask passers-by, monks, literati and other travelers to do it for him, but the limitations are too great.

First of all, it is difficult to find people in the clouds; secondly, the places they travel around may not be the destination for sending letters; again, people in the clouds are very fast, and when the letter is delivered, they will be the year of the monkey and horses. Take the example of having a baby just now, people in the clouds are leisurely swimming to Chang'an, and the soldiers also went home.
Chapter completed!