When the two foremen saw Zhao Hou, they were so excited that they trembled with excitement. Together with all the apprentice craftsmen in the entire workshop, they knelt down in darkness and kowtowed on the ground, unwilling to get up at all.
Zhao Ran couldn't help it. He looked at Jin Jiu and wanted Jin Jiu to persuade the two foremen to get up. Jin Jiu made a gesture of stroking the tops of the two foremen. Then Zhao Ran remembered and smiled and gently stroked his palms on the tops of the two foremen.
Where the heart lies.
Zhao Ranhun didn't pay attention and just caressed him casually, but the two foremen were so excited that they burst into tears. This is understandable. Being able to accept blessings from regular Taoist priests is enough to make ordinary people excited, not to mention Zhao Ran
He is the "true immortal master"!
Immortal Master Junshan returned from a long trip, and the news spread quickly. When Zhao Ran left the foot of Junshan and inspected the villages, he was immediately surrounded by a sea of people.
First, the elderly at home came out to bow down, and then the ladies from each household came out with their children in their arms to watch. By the time the young men came from the fields, Zhao Ran was already surrounded by countless layers of people.
Fortunately, although the people were excited, curious, respectful, and excited, most of them consciously stayed two feet away from Zhao Ran and did not dare to "alert the immortal body", otherwise it would cause a stampede accident, which would be difficult to deal with.
With the efforts of Jin Jiu, Guan Er and others, hundreds of old people in the village lined up to come to Zhao Ran one after another, kowtow and pray for blessings from the immortal. Zhao Ran had no choice but to stroke the top of each one one by one, and finally managed to calm down the enthusiastic
The crowd was dealt with.
Next, he continued to the fields to check for spring plowing, to the canals to check for irrigation, to the river to check for fishing... After walking around in this way, Zhao Ran had a rough idea.
Back at Junshan Temple, Zhao Ran convened everyone to continue discussing matters. The first task he assigned was to build roads.
Under the auspices of Jin Jiu, last winter, a simple dirt road was built in Junshan area, with a total length of more than ten miles, but it provided great convenience for the people in Junshan area to communicate with the outside world. This road is also the only road in Junshan that leads to the outside world.
This road was not completed, and it only stopped when it reached one-fifth of the distance from Guyang County. The main reason lies in the management authority of the area. To put it bluntly, even if Junshan Temple does not occupy cultivated land, it does not occupy any land.
Junshan Temple is not qualified to clear a road on the Lord's private mountain range, far around the barren mountains and fields. These barren mountains and fields are also the official property of Guyang County. Junshan Temple is not qualified to clear a path on them - even if you are doing a good deed.
Such a major matter was definitely not something that Jin Jiu could handle and coordinate. To be able to drive more than ten miles, Jin Jiu did his best.
Now that Zhao Ran is back, since road construction can increase merit on a large scale, of course he must take action and strive to build the road to Guyang County.
In one month, the spring plowing will be over. By then, there will be no need for so many people in the fields to serve the farmers. According to Jin Jiu's estimate, at least 500 people can be organized.
Based on the experience last winter, Jin Jiu calculated the approximate cost of road construction, which is five hundred people working hard for three months and about one thousand taels of silver. The dirt road can be extended for ten miles; in winter, it will be extended again.
Ten miles away, the official road will connect Shangjiangyou County to Guyang County in the middle of next year.
This plan obviously did not satisfy Zhao Ran. He laughed after asking Jin Jiu about last year's construction method. Jin Jiu didn't have the guts or the face to find the bird-shaped multi-purpose machine of the five-color master, and Zhao Ran would not be polite.
It's just a dirt road. The main work is to dig up the gravel and level the land. This problem can fully give full play to the advantages of spiritual practice. One bird of the five-color master is not enough? It doesn't matter, Zhao Ran doesn't mind playing in person!
Five hundred people is too few, at least a thousand people must be mobilized! Zhao Ran has plenty of money in his pocket!
Not to mention that Jin Jiu and others looked at each other in disbelief, but even though Zhao Ran had been away for a year and a half, his prestige had not increased even a little bit, for no other reason than that he was a true immortal master.
Of course, the donkey must be fed even before it is put on a rope to work. Zhao Ran's current idea is to make full use of the establishment of his Junshan Temple to give his subordinates some hope, and then think of more methods in the future.
There were three official Taoist priest establishments received from Wuji Academy at the beginning, one of which was taken by himself, one by Jin Jiu, and one was still vacant; there were five Huo Gong laymen, two were taken by Guan Er and Lu Jin, and three were still vacant.
Zhao Ran called Guan Er over and asked him privately whether he would like to change from a fire-working layman to a Taoist priest. Being able to become a Taoist priest was the dream of most people in the Ming Dynasty in this era, and Guan Er certainly did not.
Exception, not to mention that the person who is going to promote him is Zhao Ran, a true immortal master who has been very kind to him.
"In more than a year, you will return to the Zhenwei Escort Bureau to take over as the head escort, right?" Zhao Ran asked with a smile, "Are you willing to do so?"
Guan Er said with emotion: "It's good to be the chief escort, but during the four years in Junshan, I really felt the joy of doing things. Thousands of people have to be taken care of by us. This feeling... I can't sleep, I can't leave it behind."
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In the evening, Song Xiong, the master of the Jundu Mountain Bandit Village supported by Junshan Temple, announced his family name and asked to see Zhao Zhiran.
Zhao Zhiran let him in and personally brought him a cup of tea. This was Zhao Ran's habit, but Song Xiong was inexplicably grateful. He thought to himself that in the future, even if he reaches the world, Master Zhao Xian once served tea to me, Lao Song.
, that is enough to be proud of.
The main purpose of Song Xiong's visit was to report to Zhao Ran the situation in the Jundu Mountain Bandit Village. In fact, Zhao Ran had already heard about the situation from Guan Er and Lu Jin. He knew that Song Xiong wanted to clear his name and become a fire engineer at Junshan Temple.
The layman, the so-called report was just Song Xiong's official reason for coming here to see him, so he listened patiently to what he had to say and waited for his words.
Sure enough, after Song Xiong finished his confession, he knelt at Zhao Ran's feet again, kowtowed and said, "I still have some kindness to report back."
Zhao Ran said pleasantly, "You tell me." Song Xiong has been performing very well in the past few years. He stayed on Jundu Mountain and secretly cleared out thieves for the people of Jundu Mountain. His contribution was not small. He had intended to support him before.
Song Xiong only went to Xia Kingdom and was delayed for a year and a half. Today, he saw that Song Xiong did not complain at all and remained the same as before. In fact, he had already made up his mind to turn him into a fire master.
Then I heard Song Xiong talk about something. It turned out that at the end of last year, Song Xiong caught a passing thief. He had no intention of killing anyone, he just frightened him casually, but the thief was frightened and killed himself.
The origins of the incident were explained clearly. Because of the seriousness of the matter, Song Xiong did not dare to tell anyone, and concentrated on waiting for Master Zhao Xian to come back and report it face to face.
After speaking, Song Xiong presented a piece of paper filled with words: "Dao Zhang, this is the confession of the thief, and below is the signature he drew."