The road is decorated with honors. If there is no Festival, it will not be achieved.

    As early as the pre Qin period, there was a kind of voucher called [Festival], which was made of bamboo board and engraved with personal information and facial features. If you go out without such keepsake, you will face difficulties.

    In the Han Dynasty, the rules were more strict: those who know the world must have Festival and pass it on.

    "In xiajizhong, the original public pavilion is long."

    "Lu mengming is a travelling scholar."

    Both of them are looking at each other——

    Wearing a scarf and pleats, there is no crown on the top of the head, only wrapped in a towel. The pavilion looks quite capable.

    And Ji Zhong''s sight stopped at Lu Li''s waist, huanshou Dao!

    This is a Han army weapon. How could it appear on you Shizi?

    A glimmer of vigilance flashed in his eyes. Subconsciously, Ji Zhong put his hand on the hilt of the sword. The two Pavilion soldiers held the spear in front of him.

    "Now the world is restless and the road is not quiet. My father specially prepared a ring head knife for me to defend myself."

    With that, Lu Li put his hand into his arms, touched out a wooden board and a paper book, and didn''t care about it when facing the eyes of the three people:

    "Festival, pass here."

    Hearing the speech, a pavilion soldier came over, took the voucher with both hands, and then turned it to the pavilion leader.

    Lu Li jumped off the horse''s back, stroking the black maned horse''s neck and introducing himself:

    "My father is the thief Cao under the gate of Pingtao county. Ji TingChang can call me Lu Li."

    "Son of Lu Jun?"

    Obviously, Ji Zhong has heard of Lu Xu and calls him Jun politely. However, his eyes are still wandering on the bamboo board and Lu Li''s face. This conscientious posture is really rare. It is estimated that he is regarded as an outlaw.

    [Li, seven feet and five inches long, white, sparse eyebrows and eyes, beautiful beard and beard]

    Lu Li, seven feet five inches tall, has fair skin, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and a good-looking short beard.

    In the era of no photography technology, this is the case. Describe your appearance in detail for inspection.

    At this time, Ji Zhong has confirmed that the young man in front of him is the person described in [Festival], but he still hasn''t completely relaxed his vigilance.

    Because [biography] is also very important, and the description is more detailed and rare. It needs the help and guarantee of famous people.

    After all, adult men have the responsibility to pay taxes and serve. In order to prevent a large number of population movements, the imperial court will naturally raise the threshold.

    May be aware of Lu Li''s impatience, pavilion long lowered his head and saw ten lines at a glance——

    [in the fourth year of Zhongping, Lu Li, a scholar in Pingtao County, was in his twenties. He was afraid that he was in Guanzhen town and didn''t practice his reasons...]

    Further specify the native place, age, reasons for going out, and a large number of idioms.

    The line of sight drifted to the last few lines.

    [Bao Lu Xu, thief Cao under Pingtao gate]

    [Bao Fuxing, Pingtao county magistrate]

    [paragraph: the people and animals brought by Lu Li are not cold, stolen, lured and so on (proving that the people and animals brought are legal)]

    Finally, the county magistrate''s seal and instructions:

    Ren go!

    Seeing this, pavilion chief Ji Zhongcai closed the document and presented it with both hands: "Lang Jun, please follow me."

    "Yes."

    Lu Li nodded and was ready to rest all night. He waited until the black maned horse was full.

    As for the yellow scarf army behind us, we can''t arrive here until noon tomorrow——

    The original public pavilion, named after the original public water, is tens of miles long. It is a tributary of Fenshui. It is no longer under the jurisdiction of Pingtao County, but belongs to Fenyang. As long as you cross the river by boat tomorrow morning, there is a natural graben. Since then, it is haikuo. By diving, you can go straight to Luoyang to meet the princes in the world!

    In addition, it is the only way to Fenyang without going out

    In case of an accident, the guard Zhou Jun will also come here to have a rest. At that time, he will know whether Lu Xu is alive or dead.

    Alas... Cause and effect are established.

    Lu Li is not a hesitant person. After a dark sigh, he has made a decision in his heart——

    If Lu Xu can''t survive, he will be buried in a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers. He will try his best to be known to the princes, keep his name in history and honor his ancestors.

    If Lu Xu''s life is not over, what if he serves wholeheartedly and becomes a filial son of the Han Dynasty?

    Thinking of this, Lu Li felt a lot easier and entered the pavilion under the leadership of TingChang.

    Because Fenyang is a big county, not only the Huabiao as a road sign is built tall, but also the pavilion covers a wide area. There is even a green slate ladder connected with the official road.

    Without being greeted, the two Pavilion soldiers took the initiative to lead the black maned horse into the nearby stable.

    After entering the gate, Ji Zhong always glances at Lu Li''s ring head knife around his waist intentionally or unintentionally.

    "Lang Jun is a scholar. You should know that private fighting in the pavilion is a felony?"

    Lu Li nodded: "I know."

    Perhaps the appearance was too handsome. After the wind and snow washed, the fox fur was as clean as new. The pavilion leader felt that Lu Li was indeed an ordinary scholar who was harmless to humans and animals, so he stopped asking more questions.

    In the courtyard, a young man in a narrow sleeved beard was peeling his prey.

    Three grey rabbits and one Swertia.

    Ji Zhong actively introduced: "Pang Chun, the thief of this pavilion."

    "I''ve seen distinguished guests."

    The young man in Hu Fu put down his short knife and bowed his hand. He was quite polite. When Lu Li bowed back, he handed the skinned Swertia to TingChang:

    "The snow is getting bigger and bigger. Many people are placed in the pavilion. The wronged distinguished guests are crowded."

    "This Swertia as an apology."

    Then he smiled at Lu Li and said politely, "that''s the game in February. Autumn fat has been exhausted. Don''t blame yourself for baking some firewood."

    This

    In fact, Lu Li wanted to give some horse material money and improvise overnight in the pavilion.

    However, now I owe a favor and can only divide some of my few money.

    Just as he put his hand into his pocket and was ready to pay for it, kiosk leader Ji Zhong seemed to be aware of it and said with a smile: "it''s just country game. It''s not worth a few money. In addition, there was a lot of neglect outside the kiosk just now..."

    Without waiting for Lu Lifen to say, he went forward to lead the way.

    With a simple and honest smile, the young man in Hu Fu continued to cook the gray haired rabbit hanging on the tree.

    The folk custom is simple!

    Lu Li sighed secretly and turned to the room.

    Not long.

    The door padded with cotton cloth was pushed open.

    The warmth came to my face.

    There were two heaps of cooking stoves in the house, and seven or eight people gathered in a circle to bake the fire, chewing beans and chatting.

    This is the treatment of ordinary people after they enter the pavilion. It is the utmost kindness and righteousness to give a few handfuls of beans and a few bowls of hot soup.

    You know, the most important function of the pavilion is to entertain officials on business. Lu Li can be treated wholeheartedly because of the face of the thief Cao under Lu Xu and his status as a scholar.

    When someone saw Lu Li in extraordinary clothes, he waved warmly and shouted, "little brother, sit here."

    "Don''t croak!"

    "Those who cause trouble will be severely punished!"

    Ji Zhong looked around.

    For a time, the pavilion was long and dignified.

    However, when the pavilion was quiet, he smiled and led Lu Li to the cleaner west side, took out the flint and made a fire for the guests in person.

    "Lang Jun, wait a minute. I''ll bring a pot of wine."