Since Ren Hong received the documents to the post, just like a parent who sent his children to study and work, Xia Dingmao, who had been pushing Ren Hong to a big deal, has been preparing various food for him:

It mainly consists of mutton jerky that is dried after salting, as well as the various naans that Ren Hong and Luo puppies have tinkered with: scallion naan, goat milk naan, meat naan...

Unfortunately, I didn’t succeed in making braised naan.

"The food in the beacon tower is much worse than that in the Xuanquan. It is simply a dog's food. If a gentleman goes there, he will probably suffer."

After thinking about it, no matter how you do it, Xia Dingmao finally came up with an idea: "Why don't I go to Xiaogu County again and ask the iron official to help you cast a small iron pot and let someone take it to Polusui?"

Although Sang Hongyang was killed by Huo Guang, the iron monopoly system he established in the era of Emperor Wu of Han still remained unshakable. In the early Han Dynasty, iron smelting families such as Zhuo family in Shu County gradually declined, and replaced by iron officials in each county and country. Although Dunhuang did not produce iron, there were also small iron officials, responsible for the casting and trading of iron tools. Private sale and flow into the outside world were strictly prohibited.

The large iron pot placed in Xuanquan was made by Xu Fengde using his connections and asked familiar iron officials to help him cast it in the name of the casting cauldron.

Therefore, Ren Hong really wanted to use iron pots to make profits. As Xuanquan's reputation for selling good dishes gradually became popular, the families of high-ranking officials in Dunhuang probably wanted to buy them, but unfortunately they were limited by the system. They were dying and could only make decisions from the system, such as hooking up with officials who could make decisions among iron officials...

The reason why Ren Hong suddenly longed for money was because the edible horse - a good horse from the Western Regions at least. Ren Hong felt distressed if he fed hay alone, so he mixed some beans, wheat, etc. Before he knew it, his salary was gone for half a month!

"Why didn't I give the horse to Fu Jiezi before I gave it to me? I felt very rich. Now I have one more horse, but I feel that I was suddenly so poor." Ren Hong was in tears.

What makes people even more toothache is that when Ren Hong wanted to pull the cart with the radish, he was rejected by Xu Fengde, Xia Dingmao and the Kuaishoufu three times:

"How can such a good horse be used to pick up a car?"

It was Lu Duoshu who took the initiative to ask for his order and took advantage of the opportunity to go to Anle Township, Xiaogu County to buy vegetables to help Ren Hong carry a piece of luggage.

Ren Hong brought a lot of things, in addition to a large bag of food, there were also a lot of winter clothes and summer clothes, tied bedding, etc.

"Winter will begin after autumn. Although there are kangs in the beacon towers, if they are not worn thick enough, they can freeze to death! When I went there for the first time, I frozen my little finger with my left hand." Xia Dingmao showed Ren Hong the commemoration of his garrison back then, and he was afraid of talking.

When Ren Hong left, 36 officials, soldiers, and disciples in Xuanquan were all out to see him off. Except for Xia Dingmao, everyone was reluctant to leave from the stable husband who fed horses, the kitchen Zoro puppy who peeled sheep, to the aunt who picked leeks, the timber officials who guarded the corner building, and the rice pounding again.

Because the six months after Ren Hong became an assistant official was probably the most nourishing day for everyone to stay in the air. Whether it was an official or a reworking, he had eaten a lot of good things. Although Ren Hong read and read, he was polite to everyone, even the prisoners wearing shackles.

As a slut, Xu Fengde was surrounded by everyone in front. He leaned on a stick and looked at Ren Hong who was bowing for a long time and was speechless for a long time. Finally, he only threw it to him one sentence:

"When you arrive in Suili, you must be a good leader of Sui and don't embarrass Xuanquan!"

Ren Hong wore a black robe and a black robe on his head today, looking very energetic. He bowed to Xu Fengde, Xia Dingmao and everyone: "I will come back during the La Festival!"

Come back, yes, in this strange era, he at least has a place to go.

Before he knew it, Ren Hong had already regarded Xuanquan as his home. There were warm and warm bedding here, people who were with him day and night, and every house he was familiar with. The pot of the East Kitchen was fragrant. The raccoon in the granary was lying on the eaves of the house. The four seasons and moon orders on the walls were painted by him, and the bamboo slips piled up like mountains were written by him.

Ren Hong thought he was lucky because as the first stop of this era, Xuan Quanzhi taught him the same thing, that is, waiting.

He was waiting for Fu Jiezi in the hanging spring, waiting for the turn of his destiny, and waiting for the moment when the gears of history rotated.

"Now, my waiting is over."

But as long as the Silk Road exists for one day, the waiting for the hanging spring will continue...

Looking back, everyone in the office had a simple appearance and simple clothes. They were all a group of unknown people, small water droplets in the long river of history, and did not leave their great achievements in historical records.

But their welcome and sending are the guarantee for the continuation of the Silk Road: postmen who were eager to beg for fire; famous generals who were expeditioning to foreign lands; Han envoys holding scepters; princesses who rushed to foreign lands for peace and alliance; with foreign specialties, they came to the Anxikangju mission of the Han Dynasty from thousands of miles away...

Xuanquan stood up to welcome everyone at night and was attentive to him, and watched them leave.

Then, continue to wait, the identity and mission of the next passerby may be dull or earth-shaking.

The pace of history will not stay for the Xuanquan for a moment, just a slight click and move towards the next goal.

And today, it was finally Ren Hong's turn to be sent away.

Ren Hong did not hide his emotions. When he left, he turned around several times, and the people in Xuanquan stood outside for a long time.

Suddenly, wind and sand broke out in the Gobi Desert.

The fort in the hanging spring was blurred little by little under the yellow sand, and it was gone little by little, and the figures of Xu Fengde, Xia Dingmao and others could no longer be seen clearly.

Ren Hong felt a little sore in the corners of his eyes, so he reached out to rub it.

Lu Duoshu, who was driving the car, asked, "Ren Jun, is sand in his eyes?"

"No."

Ren Hong smiled and raised his head: "I'm crying."

...

Ren Hong rested for a night in Anle Township. The next day, he bid farewell to Lu Duoshu, rented a donkey cart and took his luggage, and headed north for another day, and arrived at the central commander Bu Guanghouguan (there was a mistake in the previous chapter, and Polusui was changed to Bu Guanghouguanguanguan).

Whether it is the commander who is two thousand stones or the waiter who is six hundred stones, of course, he has no time to meet him as a little person - even if it is recommended by Fu Jiezi.

It was still the old acquaintance Chen Pengzu who took Ren Hong to Polu Sui to take office.

"It's really bad luck. There was wind and sand the day before yesterday. Why is there still there today?"

Chen Pengzu cursed while patting the dust on his body.

Ren Hong's black mat and clothes were also covered with a layer of sand. While he was driving the radish, he said, "It's a blessing that Chen Weishi, but in fact, I brought the documents and asked the pavilion all the way, and then I could find the beacon tower."

Chen Pengzu shook his head and said, "The road to Polu Shu is far away. From a distance, the beacon towers look similar. In addition, the weather is not good, so it is not easy to find."

The long road is true. Ren Hong had been walking for two days, but there were still more than forty miles from the capital and Houguan to the beacon tower along the border.

At first, when walking in the military farmland area of ​​the Central Duwei, you can still see some farmland on the left and right. Some rivers here are called Xishuigou, Dongshuigou and Lucaogou. Only by relying on the oasis around the water flow can a huge fortress be built and vast farmland can we open up. Thousands of military farm troops from the Central Duwei are stationed here to solve the problem of food for the border guards by relying on the military farmland.

"Su Yannian brought people to farm the farm here." Chen Pengzu told Ren Hong that the troops that farmed were generally service personnel from the inner counties, but the waiting soldiers of the beacon tower were taken turns to be the Dunhuang locals.

"The Dunhuang people are waiting for Dunhuang so that they can be smart and do their best. After all, there are parents and wives dozens of miles behind, so who dares to let the captives come in?"

The beacon tower is built far away from the oasis, so the more you go northwest, the more you go, the more you look, the endless Gobi Desert, the vast wilderness is deserted, and only the idle clouds in the sky are accompanied by large areas of black pebbles and scattered haystacks.

After eating in the afternoon with water, the yellow rammed earth Great Wall and the raised beacon towers could finally be seen faintly.

This Han Great Wall in Dunhuang starts from the south bank of Gumingze and extends westward to outside Yumen Pass. It is about 300 kilometers long from east to west. After counting it carefully, there are about 120 beacon towers.

Chen Pengzu gave Ren Hong a popular science along the way, saying that there were four chief lieutenants in Dunhuang County: Yangguan Chief, Yumen Chief, Central Chief, and Yihe Chief.

The Yangguan Commander was responsible for the defense of the Qilian Mountain Pass in the south, mainly dealing with the Qiang people, while the Yumen, the central part and Yihe formed the northern defense line to guard against the Huns' peeking around.

Under the commander, there are also guardians.

"Under the central commander, from west to east, there are Pingwanghou officials, Pohu Hu officials, Bu Guang officials, Hon Hu officials, and Wansui officials. Among them, Bu Guang officials have the most beacon towers, with 20, nearly a hundred miles from east to west."

"Polusui is the west of Bu Guanghouguan."

As he said that, Chen Pengzu pointed at the high place panting, showing joy: "It's finally here!"

Ren Hong could see a lonely beacon tower standing on the distant high ground, which would be where he would strive for in the next few months?

As the sun was about to set, I ran to death on the mountain, because the beacon towers were built on high places and followed the winding road, I was probably going to night.

"I have another thing to ask Chen Jun."

On the way up the mountain, Ren Hong asked about his long-standing doubts.

"The younger brother of a soldier in Xuanquan was also serving in the service of Polu Sui. I wrote a letter to him ten days ago, and Sui was still there at that time."

"A few days later, I suddenly asked me to come here to succeed me? Could it be that something happened to him?"
Chapter completed!