It was Xun's break again, and as soon as Zhou Jun released his official residence, he rode towards Bachuan Garden.
After running all the way, before reaching the gate of Bieyuan, Zhou Jun noticed four large cars parked at the gate from a distance.
The Qu family and the Fan family were unloading barrels from the cart.
Zhou Jun rode over on horseback. When everyone saw him, they came over to salute and say goodbye.
Zhou Jun asked Qu Sanweng: "What are these?"
The latter replied: "It's all soot."
Zhou Jun remembered that Kong You had told him not long ago that Bachuan Garden would renovate the bridges by the lake in the near future. Fire mud would be used in many places.
Qu Sanweng waved behind him and saw a middle-aged man with a beard walking not far away. The latter bowed and saluted Zhou Jun who was riding on the horse.
Zhou Jun looked at the man and felt that he looked familiar, so he asked: "Who are you?"
The man lowered his head and said: "My name is Jin Youji, and he runs a blacksmith shop in the West Market."
Zhou Jun immediately remembered that the man in front of him was the Silla blacksmith who helped him find fire mud and ash.
After getting off his horse, Zhou Jun came to the man and said with a smile: "You have helped me a lot."
Jin Youji hurriedly bent down and said: "We are just craftsmen and handymen. It is our blessing to be able to help noble people."
After hearing this, Zhou Jun thought for a while, first looked at the timid craftsmen behind Jin Youji, then turned to Qu Sanweng and asked, "Have you ever paid them?"
Qu Sanweng replied: "I gave it, but they refused to take it. They tried hard to persuade me, but they only wanted to take away the transportation wages."
Zhou Jun turned his head again and looked at Jin Youji.
The latter quickly shook his head and said: "Coal ash is a useless thing. We craftsmen are very satisfied with making money from traveling back and forth."
Seeing Jin Youji's sincere tone, Zhou Jun nodded and said nothing more.
After entering the garden, Zhou Jun first went to Pang Gong to report that he was safe, and then returned to his small courtyard.
In the courtyard, Kong You was collecting freshly roasted tea leaves in the front yard. When he saw Zhou Jun, he stood up and said, "Erlang."
Zhou Jun said: "Wait a moment, I will go and take a look at the painted moon first."
Arriving at the kitchen in the backyard, Hua Yue was sitting on a high chair, sweeping the tea leaves in the wok while sighing.
Zhou Jun had just walked into the room and without even turning around, he asked the former: "Erlang, how much tea do you need to roast? After this month, my arm is more painful than when I was practicing sword practice."
Zhou Jun walked to Hua Yue and said: "This is the last batch. After frying these, if you want to fry them again, it will be next year."
Hua Yue was about to cheer when she suddenly realized what she was doing. She opened her eyes wide and complained to Zhou Jun: "Will we have to fry tea like this year next year?"
Zhou Jun shook his head and said: "Next year will definitely not be like this year..."
Huayue breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Jun said again: "I'm afraid the amount of tea to be fried next year will be ten times that of this year, maybe even more."
When Huayue heard this, she jumped up and wanted to scream anxiously.
Zhou Jun quickly made a gesture of silence and said to her: "Don't worry, by this time next year, the teahouse affairs will probably be settled. By then, there will be no need to worry about it."
Huayue slowly calmed down after hearing Zhou Jun's words.
After saying a few words of comfort to Hua Yue, Zhou Jun returned to the front yard, where Kong You happened to have finished gathering the dried tea leaves.
Zhou Jun took Kong You into the study. The latter opened the book first, and while reading, he said: "The fried tea in the yard has been prepared for more than 900 jins. When the last batch is ready, it should be more than 1,000 jins."
Zhou Jun nodded: "I'm afraid it will be enough for this year."
Kong You said to Zhou Jun: "I found a few remote places in Xiaoguan and Huining areas that can be used as teahouses. Firstly, they are hidden and secondly, they are convenient. However, although the place is available, people are a problem."
Zhou Jun banged the table with his hand and said, "It's not easy to find loyal and capable tea workers."
Kong You: "We will pay more attention to the matter of searching for people. A letter came from Shuofang's army, saying that a caravan will come to buy tea tomorrow."
Zhou Jun calculated the time and couldn't help but sigh, Li Guangbi was really in a hurry.
Kong You: "There is something that needs to be finalized right now, and that is the price of tea."
Zhou Jun thought for a while and replied: "Since it is a rare fairy tea, I'm afraid the price is too low, so I'll sell it to Shuofang Jun at twice the price of ordinary tea."
After hearing this, Kong You opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he just responded.
After confirming the price of cloud tea, Kong You took something out of his arms and placed it in front of Zhou Jun.
Zhou Jun took a closer look and saw that it was a pile of "Enter the Courtyard Form".
The so-called "Jinzouyuanzhuang" is somewhat similar to the Dibao that appeared in the late Tang Dynasty. To put it simply, it is actually a newspaper submitted by the local government to the central government.
The state capital or feudal town can write a memorial to the court, record what happened in each place in the memorial, and then send it to Chang'an, and copy it to the three provinces and six ministries, so that the central government knows everything that happens in the local area.
Outside the palace in Chang'an, the imperial court would also publish daily briefings on the affairs of the emperor and officials in separate sections, and then send the briefings back to the state capitals and feudal towns.
Zhou Jun looked through the certificate of entering the memorial hall and saw that there were many natural disasters written on it, which were exactly the same as those he had previously written in the Yinglong Heavenly Book.
Zhou Jun took a long breath.
At the moment, in his mind, he first wanted to thank the butterfly effect, because no matter how he behaved, it seemed that natural disasters were not affected by the butterfly effect.
Secondly, he would like to thank his father who was a policeman in his previous life.
Zhou Jun clearly remembered that there were more than two hundred volumes of New Tang Book. At first, he just wanted to memorize official history and biographies, but unexpectedly, his father's words made him change his original intention.
His father said at the time: "Nothing that happens in history exists in isolation. Its occurrence is not only caused by the parties involved, but also by natural and social factors. Therefore, the focus of attention should not only be those
Official history and biographies, natural events recorded in history books, and miscellaneous narratives should also be what you remember, as they can help you better understand the causes and consequences of an event."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Just when Zhou Jun thought of this, Kong You pointed at the sign of entering the courtyard and said excitedly: "The master's spiritual consciousness has entered the soul, and he will definitely reach the great treasure one day!"
After Zhou Jun heard this, his heart skipped a beat and his expression became solemn.
When Kong You saw this, he looked puzzled and asked: "Master's family?"
Zhou Jun asked Kong You: "Does Bo Hong really think that the Tang Dynasty has run out of energy?"
When Kong You heard this, he was shocked and quickly asked Zhou Jun: "My master is concerned about the power of the Tang Dynasty and cannot shake it? So he wants to imitate Cao Cao and use the emperor to control the princes?"
Zhou Jun: "Bo Hong once said before that the Tang Dynasty is like a centipede insect that dies without becoming stiff. How difficult is it to establish a new dynasty to replace it?"
Kong You was so anxious that he quickly said: "The master's family also revealed the secret of heaven. One hundred and fifty years later, Li and Tang Dynasties will be destroyed. The people are wailing on the roads and fleeing in the mountains and rivers. Husbands and wives cannot live together, and father and son cannot save each other...
This evil chaos should be eradicated, a new dynasty should be established as soon as possible, and the world should be rebuilt!"
Zhou Jun: "Even if the Tang Dynasty is fake and someone is in power, he can bring peace to the world and bring peace to the troubled times."
Kong You was panicking, but he had never thought about it. It turned out that the "self-reliance" mentioned by Zhou Jun and the "self-reliance" he meant actually meant something different.
Thinking of this, Kong You asked Zhou Jun in a trembling voice: "My master has a destiny, and there are gods and men to help him, why do you belittle yourself and don't want to be good at talking about your position?"
Zhou Jun sighed softly and said to Kong You: "Bohong, I want to ask you something. If it is true as you said, I will replace Li Tang with him. One hundred and fifty years later, you and I will both be dead.
Will the world really be at peace? Will the people really be happy?"
Kong You looked at Zhou Jun, hesitated for a long time with his mouth open, and finally said softly: "You don't know."
Zhou Jun nodded and said: "Of course you don't know, and neither do I. No one will know."
"If I really get the throne, one hundred and fifty years later, the person who ascends the throne will probably be my fourth-generation great-grandson. What kind of character this person is, whether he is stupid or not, you and I don't know. Maybe... it will be the same in the new dynasty.
It will be destroyed in his hands."
After hearing this, Kong You wanted to refute.
Zhou Jun added: "Maybe you will say that as long as I establish the ancestral system and establish a complete civil and military administration, then no matter whether the descendants are fatuous or not, the new dynasty can still be prosperous... If you think so, then
I’m going to ask you one more question, what about two hundred years from now or three hundred years from now?”
Kong You was stunned there, as if struck by lightning.
Zhou Jun: "A hundred years of resurgence, several wise kings, a great situation earned through hard work. It doesn't take too much, as long as you find a weak king, then the situation will take a turn for the worse, from prosperity to decline, laying the foundation for disaster. If it happens again.
If foreign enemies become stronger and natural and man-made disasters occur, the entire dynasty will no longer be able to escape the fate of disintegration."
"So, it doesn't matter who sits on the dragon throne. The key is whether we can find an everlasting peaceful age for the people of the world."
Kong You was trembling all over, like thorns piercing his back.
Kong You knew clearly that what Zhou Jun said was true. Although he wanted to refute it, he didn't know where to refute it.
Zhou Jun stood up, patted Kong You on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's too early to think about these things now. Bo Hong just thinks of what he said just now as a small talk. You and I should make preparations for the immediate things.