After returning home from Pingkangfang, Zhou Jun had dinner, and after thinking about it, he went to Zhou Dinghai's study.
Zhou Dinghai was looking through the topics and paradigms of previous springs. When he heard Zhou Jun's voice, he quickly put the book on the bookshelf, pretended to be fine, and let the latter in.
Zhou Jun pushed the door open and entered the study. He saluted Zhou Dinghai and asked, "Father, I have something to ask you."
Seeing how serious Zhou Jun was, Zhou Dinghai thought something big had happened and hurriedly sat down.
Zhou Jun: "Can you please tell me more about the history of the ancestors of the Zhou family?"
Zhou Dinghai was stunned there. He didn't expect that Zhou Jun came over specifically to ask about this matter.
Taking down the Zhou family's genealogy from the bookshelf, Zhou Dinghai opened it and said to Zhou Jun: "I told you last time as a father that a hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Zhou family were nothing more than Nu Yalang."
Zhou Junzai looked at the genealogy carefully and asked: "It's not a hundred years ago. What I want to ask is five hundred years ago, when King Yanqi Longhui was alive, what did the Zhou family do?"
Zhou Dinghai was confused. He flipped through the genealogy and checked it carefully before saying: "Five hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Zhou family had the blood of Zhuanhu. They were relatives of the mother of King Yanqi and were distantly related to Longhui.
Relationship."
Zhou Jun saw a sentence in the genealogy, pointed to it and asked Zhou Dinghai: "I am pregnant with my horse, and I am looking for favor. What is the explanation for this sentence?"
Zhou Dinghai picked up the genealogy and read it carefully, recalled it for a moment, and finally said: "I remember, your great-grandfather seemed to have said that the ancestor of the Zhou family had won the trust of King Yanqi and assumed the responsibility of the chief of the bodyguard."
"Chief Guard?" Zhou Jun asked again: "What happens after Long Hui is stabbed to death?"
Zhou Dinghai: "Long Hui died. His father and uncle coveted the throne and set off a coup in the palace. Many of the ancestors of the Zhou family died in that coup. Only a few people escaped, and then they became anonymous.
Hidden away from the world."
Zhou Jun: "Is this all there is?"
Zhou Dinghai shook his head and said: "Most of the things that happened five hundred years ago were told by my grandfather when my father was a child. There is not much detail, but these are the only ones."
Zhou Jun read the genealogy again and found no useful information, so he said goodbye and left the study, leaving Zhou Dinghai full of doubts.
After returning to his private room, Zhou Jun thought of Kong You's previous words again.
The latter talks about self-reliance and puts his own life experience last when talking about reasons, which shows its weight.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for Kong You to know more than Zhou Dinghai. Could it be that he found some unique historical book?
Xiao Qingchan walked in with toiletries in hand. First she called Erlang. Seeing that Zhou Jun was deep in thought but didn't respond, she stood aside without saying a word.
After a while, Zhou Jun came back to his senses and saw Xiao Qingchan behind him holding a toilet bowl. He stood up and wanted to go and wash his face. Unexpectedly, the wine surged in his stomach and he staggered and almost fell down.
Zhou Jun supported the desk and smiled bitterly as he thought, this body's alcohol tolerance is simply not at the same level as his previous life.
When I was a policeman, I drank a bottle of Erguotou and acted like a normal person; but now I just drink some Shaochun with the Huihe people and ride horses for a while, and I feel a little uncomfortable.
Seeing that Zhou Jun was feeling unwell, Xiao Qingchan stepped forward to ask.
Zhou Jun waved his hand and said: "I had some wine with the Uighur envoy. Maybe I caught a cold on the way back, so it won't be a problem."
After washing his face, Zhou Jun sat back at the desk, took down the documents on the Du Litigation case from the bookshelf, and prepared for the prosecution report the next day.
Due to the drunkenness, Zhou Jun felt his eyes were dim and his pen was hanging on the paper, unable to put it down.
Seeing this, Xiao Qingchan walked to the desk and said to Zhou Jun: "If you don't mind, Erlang, you can dictate it, and Qingchan can write it?"
Zhou Jun was stunned, looked at Xiao Qingchan and said, "You and I have different handwriting. If I were to write it for you, the superior officer would see it and scold him."
Xiao Qingchan smiled slightly and said, "Erlang, please be patient. Qingchan has her own sense of proportion."
Zhou Jun hesitated for a moment and then handed the pen into Xiao Qingchan's hands.
Zhou Jun first read the introductory sentence of the memorial, and Xiao Qingchan wrote like a flowing cloud, and wrote it out in a short while.
Looking at the words on the paper, Zhou Jun couldn't believe his eyes and asked: "This word...how can you imitate it so well?"
Xiao Qingchan smiled softly: "Qingchan has been with pen and ink since she was a child. She has some experience in books, paintings, classics, and books. No matter who's handwriting, as long as she reads it carefully, she can imitate the seven-eight-point image. She is considered a partial talent.
Bar."
Zhou Jun was impressed.
So and so, Zhou Jun dictated it and Xiao Qingchan wrote it.
A memorial that originally took half an hour to write was actually completed in just over a moment.
Moreover, if there were any grammatical errors or misunderstandings while Zhou Jun was dictating, Xiao Qingchan could change them in time, saving a lot of effort.
On the second day, all the lawsuits were reviewed. When Zhou Jun presented this memorial to Wei Yuanwai, he felt uneasy.
Unexpectedly, Member Wei looked at it and praised with joy: "Director Zhou has put a lot of effort into his articles recently. This word and his literary talent have made great progress, which is commendable!"
Zhou Jun just smiled bitterly when he heard this, but he also breathed a sigh of relief.
A few days later, when he saw the heroes of Shuofang and the envoys of the Nine Surnames heading north, Zhou Jun first wrote to Kong You in advance and asked him to drive a carriage, pack the fried tea, and rush to Baqiao Village.
Then, he visited Li Guangbi and Tu Lishi, saying they were on a farewell trip.
Originally, the return route of the prisoner convoy should have gone out of Chunmingmen first, then headed north to Dongwei Bridge, and then entered Gaoling.
Because of Zhou Jun, after Li Guangbi and the Uighur envoys left Chunming Gate, they first followed the northwest official road to Baqiao Village.
Zhou Jun had been waiting in the village early. After seeing Li Guangbi and Tu Lishi, he took them to a remote tent near the river in the village.
Li Guangbi not only came by himself, but also brought a bookkeeper from Shuofang's army, while Tulishi only brought his eldest son Hedari and another confidant.
After everyone was seated, Li Guangbi first bowed his hands to Zhou Jun to thank him.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Tu Lishi is more straightforward. When he saw the tea set in the corner of the shed, he asked directly: "Zhou Lang, you brought the "Yunwu Tea"
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Tu Li Shi Hao Tu, Zhou Jun once mentioned this matter to him, but the former always remembered it.
But Li Guangbi had never heard of it, so he asked Zhou Jun: "What is 'Yunwu Tea'?"
Zhou Jun gave a rough explanation.
Li Guangbi nodded while listening, and when he recalled that Zhou Jun said he wanted to help Shuofang's army solve the military pay problem, he understood a little bit.
Zhou Jun first asked Kong You to bring over all the tea sets, and saw that there were many kinds of tea sets inside. Except for a few items, it was the first time for Li Guangbi and Tu Lishi to see other items.
Zhou Jun first placed the clay tea pot on the fire table, added fresh spring water and lit the fire. He took a feather fan and slowly blew the air.
Then, Zhou Jun took out another silver cup with two words - "Cloud Tea" engraved on it, and handed it to Kong You beside him.
Li Guangbi looked carefully and saw that the word "tea" was reduced by one stroke and became "tea", so he smiled and said: "Zui Lang's tea reduces complexity to simplicity, removes barriers and retains perfection. I'm afraid it will be extraordinary."
Not long after, Kong You came back and saw a small amount of tea leaves in a silver cup. A rough calculation showed that it was probably less than three yuan.
When Tu Lishi saw it, he frowned and said to Zhou Jun: "There are so many, I'm afraid it's too little and the taste won't be noticeable when cooked."
Zhou Jun smiled, took another tea bowl, poured the tea leaves first, and then poured boiling water into it. While brewing, he used wooden clamps to rotate it so that it could be heated evenly.
Just when Tulishi was about to ask why there were no seasonings, fragrant leaves, etc., suddenly a strong aroma of tea rushed out from the tea bowl and filled the entire tent for a moment.
Tulishi opened his eyes wide with a look of surprise on his face. He glanced at the amber-like tea and murmured two words: "It smells so good."
Li Guangbi was not usually fond of tea, but when he smelled the aroma of tea, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
Zhou Jun used the Ou lid to gently scrape off the foam floating on the tea cup, and poured the tea into the Ou cup.
Just when Tulishi thought it was ready to drink, Zhou Jun took all the tea in the Ou cup and used it to rinse the tea set.
Tulishi was heartbroken when he saw this, but he could only hold back and say nothing.
After rinsing the tea set, Zhou Jun poured boiling water into the tea. When the tea was full of color and fragrant, he poured the tea into a small celadon cup.
Zhou Jun motioned for everyone to pick up the tea cups and said: "Smell it first and then taste it."
Li Guangbi picked up the tea cup and said: "I have seen tea served in the palace, either fried or boiled, like Erlang's. It only has boiling water and it has such a fragrance. It's really..."
Tulish picked up the small celadon cup and saw the tea in it was like the bright moon entering the river. He couldn't help but praise the color in his heart.
Then he put the small cup under his nose and took a gentle sniff. A refreshing aroma of tea flowed down his nose and directly into Tianling Gai, making Tulishi shiver.
Carefully bringing the cup to his mouth and taking a slow sip, Turish closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, but what he said was in Turkic language.
Zhou Jun was puzzled and looked at Li Guangbi, who said, "He said this thing is a gift from the gods."
After saying that, Li Guangbi drank the tea in his cup, paused for a while, and then sighed: "It is indeed a blessing from the gods."
Tu Lishi slowly opened his eyes, looked at the word "Cloud Tea" on the silver cup, and said to Zhou Jun: "Mr. Zhou, can you share this Cloud Tea, this utensil, and this drinking method with me?
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Zhou Jun smiled and said: "Utensils and drinking methods, I will give them to you without asking for a penny."
Tulishi quickly thanked him.
Zhou Jun: "This cloud tea is said to be a tea species accidentally discovered by Taoist monks while walking in the foothills."
"It only grows on cliffs and absorbs the essence of heaven and earth. After picking, it only needs to be dried and dehumidified. It can be brewed directly without processing. Therefore, it is different from other tea varieties."
Li Guangbi was amazed when he heard this and asked: "Since it is the private property of Taoist priests, wouldn't it be possible to become an immortal if you drink too much?"
Zhou Jun smiled and did not answer.
Tulishi picked up the silver cup and rubbed the words "Cloud Tea" on it, unable to put it down.
Seeing this, Zhou Jun lowered his voice and said to Li Guangbi and Tu Lishi: "This thing is a private property of the Taoist temple. It is not easy to get, and the output is not much. It needs to be kept tight-lipped in case it is leaked..."
Li Guangbi nodded repeatedly, thinking to himself, Shuofang's army still relied on this thing to supplement their military pay. If the news really leaked out and caused others to intercept the business opportunities, wouldn't they lose a lot of money?
Although Tu Lishi agreed, he looked at Li Guangbi and then at Zhou Jun, thoughtfully, and seemed to be thinking about something in his heart.
Next, Zhou Jun asked Kong You to drive the carriage carrying cloud tea over, and said to Li Guangbi and Tu Lishi: "This cart of cloud tea was given to Wang Duhu and Bone Power Peiluo Khan by a certain person, and each person has half of it."
When Li Guangbi and Tu Lishi heard this, they shook their heads and said, "This thing is precious, how can we give it to each other?"
Zhou Jun said: "A certain person followed the army in the Northern Expedition and went as an envoy back to Hehe. Along the way, he received a lot of care from Wang Duhu and Guli Peiluo Khan. What's the point of sending a cart of tea?"
Li Guangbi and Tu Lishi were in trouble for a while when they saw Zhou Jun's resolute attitude.
Li Guangbi took off his sword and forced it on Zhou Jun; Tu Lishi went even further and simply gave his beloved mount to Zhou Jun.
Zhou Jun held a knife in one hand and a horse in the other, but he also couldn't laugh or cry.
After handing the knife and horse to Kong You beside him, Zhou Jun used Li Guangbi to get into the car and check the tea leaves, took out the medicine bottle containing garlic essence from his arms, and handed it to Tu Lishi's hand.
Zhou Jun said softly to Tu Lishi: "This medicine is a fairy medicine made by Taoist monks. It has miraculous effects on wounds caused by swords, guns and arrows. Please bring it with you and let Pei Luo Khan, the bone power, give it a try."
Tulishi took the medicine bottle and felt extremely grateful. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he just bowed to Zhou Jun in accordance with Uighur custom.
However, what Tu Lishi didn't know was that Zhou Jun had tampered with the bottle of garlic essence.
For the medicine inside, Zhou Jun added a lot of distilled water and diluted it based on his experience in treating Luo Anyuan.
The result is that it can suppress the spread of infection and delay the progression of the disease, but it is not enough to cure the symptoms.
In addition, the injury from Pei Luo's arrow had penetrated deep into his body's texture, so Zhou Jun's bottle of medicine was more of a life-saving measure than a cure.