Chapter 103: Eight-Hundred-Mile Urgent Dispatch

The hundred-mile Annan Prefecture, with pavilions and towers scattered like stars, pedestrians shoulder-to-shoulder on the streets, the setting sun falling on the city walls blending into a scene.

As the capital of Yunzhou.

The most central part, naturally, is the Prefecture Government Office.

Covering an area of three hundred mu, the three departments and six bureaus, white servants, and artisan servants add up to no less than a thousand people.

Everyone in the Anran Prefecture is busy in an orderly manner.

It is rumored that the Yunzhou Prefect likes to climb high and look far, but does not like traveling far.

Even going to the city walls to look is not allowed.

Therefore, within a three-mile radius of the Prefecture Office, there cannot be buildings with more than two floors.

Only two miles east of the Prefecture Office, a nine-story high building is particularly eye-catching, standing out from the crowd, with flying eaves and carved beams, which is the Annan General's Mansion.

"Move aside!"

"All move aside!"

A burst of hurried horse hoofbeats sounded.

"It's the Flying Eagle Cavalry!"

With an exclamation, the pedestrians on the street fearfully made way.

The Flying Eagle Cavalry rode armored white horses and galloped, leaving a trail of dust, pulling on the reins at the Annan General's Mansion before the sunset ended. A Flying Eagle Cavalry squad leader flipped off his horse and crossed the ten-step stairs in three steps.

The guards at the gate didn't dare to stop him and immediately pulled open the main gate.

In the General's Mansion, a candle was lit.

A robust old man took the letter from the squad leader's hand, squinting his eyes slightly at the words "Immediate Flying Delivery" on the letter, and frowned.

"Eight-Thousand-Mile Urgent Dispatch."

The Emperor of Yu works hard to govern, spending great effort to set up post stations everywhere for information transmission. Yunzhou is eight thousand miles away from the central Dragon Court; the messenger naturally has to rest halfway, and logically, it should take at least half a month.

But if the letter says "Immediate Flying Delivery," the post station must use specially bred demon horses, changing both people and horses at every station, day and night without stopping.

It only takes three days to send it from the Dragon Court to Yunzhou.

"Quickly go call Mr. Han, Lei Yong, and Dai Yu over."

A moment later, two martial generals in light armor and an old Confucian scholar walked into the room.

"The Emperor's imperial edict: The Ghost Gui Ming Jiao has committed many evils, their crimes are too numerous to record, endangering the common people; they must be wiped out!"

"You all take a look."

Annan General Xue Gui flicked the letter in his hand; it seemed to be supported by an air current, landing accurately in the hands of a martial general.

After passing it around, the three of them raised their eyebrows in unison.

The Emperor's imperial edict!

Ancient emperors ordering people to do work.

Generally, there are the following methods:

The most commonly known to the world is naturally the famous Imperial Edict, generally dictated by the Emperor, then handed over to the Cabinet for writing and review, and after the Emperor's approval, stamped by the eunuch in charge of the Ceremonial Seal, and sent out of the Imperial City.

A set of procedures takes at least ten days or half a month; many emperors find it troublesome and don't like to use it.

Therefore, there were Imperial Decrees.

Imperial Decrees are often words spoken at court meetings or important occasions.

No need to go through the process, but the credibility is generally very high.

"The Emperor's word is final" generally refers to Imperial Decrees.

Emperors who have been emperors know that many things cannot be said on the table, so there were Imperial Hand-Edicts and Oral Edicts.

They are also the methods emperors love to use most.

Of course, if you did the work and then discovered the Emperor didn't acknowledge it, or said the Hand-Edict was forged.

Congratulations.

You have become the scapegoat.

The three of them looked at each other.

General Xue Gui snorted coldly: "Speak, how should this matter be handled?"

Since it is the Emperor's intention, it must be done.

The Ghost Gui Ming Jiao has always been an imperial stubborn disease, but they used to hide in the dark, so the imperial court didn't take it seriously.

Assistant Regional Commander Lei Yong curled his lips secretly.

"Is this about the Ghost Gui Ming Jiao killing common people?"

"No."

"Or rather, it's only on the surface. I heard these Ghost Gui Ming Jiao evildoers actually dared to intercept official ships on the canal and move the government's things."

"What are official ships?"

"Inside are the imperial court's things; in other words, they are all the Emperor's own things. The Ghost Gui Ming Jiao robbed your family's money; do you want to destroy them to death?"

The above is all Lei Zhen's brain-filling.

But the truth shouldn't be far off.

Xue Gui saw that the three of them couldn't squeeze out a fart even with three sticks, and was about to flare up.

Lei Yong, who was on the side, opened his mouth happily: "General Xue, the place where the Ghost Gui Ming Jiao is most rampant in our Yunzhou is Qinghe. I observe that Anning Prefecture has always been lacking in defense; why not memorialize to the imperial court to add another guard, call it the Anning Guard, and set it up in Qinghe."

Xue Gui's eyes lit up, and he nodded:

"This is indeed a way."

The Yu Kingdom was founded by the Grand Ancestor on horseback, establishing the country with martial arts, setting up thirty-two towns to supervise the world.

Otherwise, with the numerous Jianghu sects in the Yu Kingdom, they would not be able to contend with them by relying solely on the government.

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This town is a military town, meaning to pacify and stabilize.

Yunzhou has many mountains and strategic terrain, so the Annan Town was established.

Xue Gui is the General, commanding Yunzhou and the surrounding three prefectures, with seventeen guards set up underneath to guard the Annan Prefecture.

Staff officer Han Zhen stroked his goat beard: "General Lei truly has quick wit; I also think it's good."

The imperial court ordered the suppression of bandits.

It was originally a hot potato.

Good, since you told me to suppress bandits, but now the Annan Army doesn't have enough manpower, you should express it.

Establish a guard.

On the surface, it is a guard station, but in reality, it is an Assistant Regional Commander, several Garrison Commanders, and a group of Platoon Leaders and Squad Leaders.

The interests involved will not be small.

The learning inside is very great!

The situation turned around instantly, becoming a great thing.

Xue Gui saw that the three of them had no objections, so he made the final decision:

"Handle this matter according to Lei Yong's meaning; Mr. Han, you write a memorial to the Emperor, and you must explain the difficulties of our Annan Army clearly."

Han Zhen laughed:

"Yes, General Xue."

Staff officers are the most special group of people in the Annan Army. These people have no proper official positions, and their status depends entirely on their position in Xue Gui's heart.

He was able to stand out from a group of staff officers.

Relying on his good literary talent.

The memorials written by him almost all passed, and there were very few cases of being rejected.

Counting it up.

If it weren't for the fact that his ancestors had committed a crime, making Han Zhen unable to participate in the imperial examination, he would at least be able to mix as a seventh-rank county magistrate.

The matter of fate is truly hard to say.

Everyone is happy.

Solving a major event, Xue Gui's mood was very good.

At this time, Lei Yong said flatteringly: "General Xue, I have a little brother named Ning Zhongtian, whose strength is also enough to look at; he is from Qinghe, a person who acts honestly and also understands the situation in Qinghe..."

Hearing Lei Yong's words.

Han Zhen and Dai Yu both stared.

"This fat Lei simply doesn't talk about martial arts; how could he be so fast!"

Both of them were secretly annoyed.

Their faces were still too thin, and they wanted to operate slowly in the next step, but they were preempted by Lei Zhen.

Xue Gui glared at the reckless Lei Yong and laughed and scolded: "Damn it, get out."

"Eh."

Lei Yong was instantly overjoyed.

If someone else said this, it would definitely cause Xue Gui's dissatisfaction.

But when he said it, it was fine.

"Who told me to be General Xue's confidant."

Although Xue Gui didn't agree directly, based on his understanding of Xue Gui, this matter was eight-to-one likely done.

Now just waiting for people from the Kyoto to come.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 104 =====