On the official road, Zhou Jun was sitting in the carriage, looking out the window, thinking about what might happen next.
Since traveling to the Tang Dynasty, history has undergone considerable changes.
Li Guangbi, who was originally supposed to stay in Liangzhou as the deputy envoy of Hexi Jiedu, rejected An Sishun's recommendation and participated in the Battle of Shibao City.
The situation in Mobei was chaotic. The Uighurs had enemies on all sides, and Tulishi was too tired to deal with it. There was no sign of unification in Mobei, and the Uighurs had no time to extend their power to the south.
With the opening of the Daqi Trade Road, the confrontation between many forces became more serious. The economic center of the Western Region gradually shifted from the north to the south, and the Tubo Kingdom was also greatly affected by this.
In the history of the Dashi Kingdom, the escape team from Fabis Province, which was supposed to be arrested and imprisoned, ended up in the Tang Dynasty, and there were many famous scholars and believers among them.
In addition, there are many changes in history, some of which Zhou Jun could foresee, and some of which he could not have expected...
The more he thought about it, the more complicated his thoughts became. Zhou Jun sighed and dug out the Taoist Dragon and Tiger Technique given to him by Fei Weng in the carriage, intending to read it while adjusting his mood.
After reading a few pages, Sun Aying's voice came from outside the carriage: "Master, we have arrived at the Bachuan intersection."
After hearing this, Zhou Jun opened the window curtain of the carriage and took a look outside.
I saw that the road to Bachuan was now widened again with cement and could accommodate six carriages traveling at the same time. There were shrubs and flowers on both sides of the road.
Compared with this, the official road paved with bluestone seems as shabby as the dirt road in the countryside.
The motorcade moved forward along Bachuan Avenue.
As the carriage moved forward, there was a roar of people, music, dance and laughter.
Zhou Jun lowered the curtain and just thought about how to arrange the next situation after returning to Chang'an.
When the carriage stopped at the gate of Bachuan Villa, someone shouted, "Erlang is back."
Immediately afterwards, the entire garden was like a boiling oil pot, and people rushed out of the door and came to the carriage.
Zhou Jun got off the carriage and saw many faces in front of the door, some of which he vaguely remembered, and some of which were unfamiliar to him.
He could only bow his hands to everyone, raise his legs and walk towards the gate.
After entering the front yard, silver-haired Zhou Yuping stood in the courtyard and said to Zhou Jun with a smile: "Pang Gong has been talking about Erlang day and night, and he is finally back today."
Zhou Jun walked up to Yuping and asked with a smile: "How is Mr. Pang?"
Yuping first smiled and said: "Everything is fine."
Immediately afterwards, Yuping turned back and looked in the direction of the courtyard, lowered her voice and said to Zhou Jun: "We have guests coming."
Zhou Jun frowned slightly: "Pang Gong's guest?"
Yuping shook her head: "I'm a guest here to see you, from the palace."
Zhou Jun was stunned when he heard this.
Yuping turned around and urged: "The guest has been waiting for a few days, come with me quickly."
Zhou Jun followed Yuping and walked all the way to the middle courtyard.
Arriving in front of Pang Gong's courtyard, Zhou Jun looked in and saw a rather puzzling scene.
In the garden of the small courtyard, Pang Gong, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was sitting by the courtyard wall, playing with the instrument; and under the other side of the courtyard wall, a tall, beardless chamberlain was sitting at the stone table.
, looking at the storybook. The two of them were obviously in the same small courtyard, but they were very far apart, as if they had an old grudge between them.
Zhou Jun entered the small courtyard, first came to Pang Gong, saluted and said hello.
The latter looked Zhou Jun up and down, nodded constantly, and said: "Erlang is a little thinner, but he is also much more capable."
The tall chamberlain walked to Pang Gong and Zhou Jun, smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Finally, the wait is here."
Zhou Jun looked at the waiter with confusion on his face.
Pang Gong: "This is General Gao."
After hearing this, Zhou Jun finally remembered the identity of this person - Gao Lishi.
No wonder this man and Pang Gong live in the same courtyard, but they are far apart. This is because of the relationship between the prince and Prince Shou.
Gao Lishi smiled at Zhou Jun and said: "Mr. Zhou, the saint sent someone to Bachuan to bring you into the palace to see you."
When Zhou Jun heard this, he did not dare to be negligent and quickly bowed and said yes.
Pang Gong stared at Gao Lishi and suddenly said: "On Tuesday, Lang is private for the public, and he talks lightly. He only cares about the saints and the country. He has never been involved in anything else. I hope the general will learn from it."
When Gao Lishi heard this, he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "After so many years, Pang Zuojian's habit of protecting his subordinates has not changed much."
Pang Gong remained silent. He just patted Zhou Jun on the arm and gave the latter an attentive look.
As soon as he entered the Villa, before he could take a drink of water, Zhou Jun followed Gao Lishi and got into the carriage again, rushing towards the imperial city without stopping.
On the way, Zhou Jun looked at Gao Lishi opposite, raised his hands and said: "As long as there is a summons in the palace, Zhou will travel day and night to get there as soon as possible. He does not dare to tire the general and wait for so long."
Gao Lishi waved his hand and said: "Zhou Lang has been operating on Daqi Trading Road for a year, and the income tax tribute was brought into the imperial city, which shocked the government and the public. The saint was overjoyed and wanted to summon you, but he heard that you were still dealing with the aftermath, so he
I am going to stay in Bachuan and wait for you to come back."
When Zhou Jun heard this, he secretly thought that Li Longji had thought carefully, which was rare.
Gao Lishi added: "The Bachuan River is really a blessed place. I have been traveling around in the past few days. It is a leisure trip out of the palace, which is also comfortable."
Having said this, Gao Lishi glanced at Zhou Jun and said quietly: "When Pang Zhonghe was serving Queen Zhenshun, I had tit-for-tat with him several times... Although their plans were different, his character was different to me.
I admire him. If he and I worked together, we might be able to become good friends, who knows."
When Zhou Jun heard these words, he didn't know whether the speaker was speaking from the heart or deliberately, so he remained silent.
Gao Lishi sighed slightly and changed the topic: "The saint wants to see you this time. Firstly, he wants to ask about the Daqi trade route. Secondly, he wants to ask you what you think before giving the reward."
Before giving out a reward, would you like to ask for your thoughts?
Zhou Jun was trying to figure out Gao Lishi's words, and said: "A certain person was born as a slave, and became an official after leaving the country. He is now in a high position, all thanks to the trust of the saint. Managing the Daqi trade route is his duty.
How dare you ask for any more rewards?"
Gao Lishi looked at Zhou Jun and said with a smile: "Zhou Lang is too humble. This time Daqi tax tribute has been brought to the court. The saint was delighted and gave generous rewards to all the officials in the court and the royal family. You are the biggest meritorious official.
How could I have missed you alone?" I'm confused.
When Zhou Jun heard this, he asked cautiously: "May I ask General Gao, how much is the generous reward given by the saint to others, if you break it in copper?"
Gao Lishi raised his head, thought for a moment, and said, "The reward for everyone is probably more than 600,000 yuan."
Zhou Jun took a deep breath when he heard this.
After working hard on Daqi Trading Road for a year, and even adding a lot of his own private property, the tax tribute reached two million yuan.
In the end, Li Longji was generous and gave one-third of it to the officials and royal nobles with a wave of his hand.
Zhou Jun felt a little distressed, but mostly helpless.
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