People in the Song Dynasty were lawless

Chapter 63 The moment when sight is restored (third update)
Everyone in Guanjia Hall was silent.

In the end, it was Yan Shu who broke the tranquility, put in a good word for Lu Yijian and Wang Zeng, and persuaded Zhao Zhen to calm down his anger.

After that, everyone began to speak and discuss in an orderly manner, studying the strategy of conquering Xixia and Liao from abroad and carrying out internal reforms, focusing on improving productivity and manufacturing thermal weapons.

Especially after Zhao Jun's eyes recovered, he began to conduct a comprehensive analysis to see if he could find a way to defeat Xixia and Liao and reform.

In summary, just wait for Zhao Jun!

At this time, Zhao Jun has become the Jerusalem of the Song Dynasty. The Song Dynasty can do without these monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty, but it cannot do without him.

Although Zhao Zhen was helpless about this result, he had no better way.

The main reason is that Zhao Jun's words are actually just a few words, including the so-called industrial revolution and the so-called thermal weapons. They only know a vague concept, and it is impossible to do it alone without Zhao Jun.

So there is nothing we can do about waiting for Zhao Jun.

Afterwards, we talked about some other state affairs, and soon the meeting dispersed and the prime ministers went back to their homes.

Fan Zhongyan was left behind by Zhao Zhen and worked hard, hoping that the other party would not conflict with Lu Yijian in the future. When he went to the northwest in the future, he would have a good plan and so on, and they would not let him go until three o'clock in the morning.

In this way, the sky gradually darkened. After Fan Zhongyan left, Zhao Zhen went to Chongde Hall, while Yan Shu had already returned to Zhao Jun's house.

He usually has to take care of Zhao Jun until midnight, so that in the event of an unexpected incident, he can always be there to make up lies to appease Zhao Jun.Therefore, I often go out early and come back late, and sometimes I even sleep in Guanjia Hall, which is very hard.

The end of Xu Shi is usually when Yan Shu goes back to sleep. After all, he has to come over during Yin Shi. Even if he goes to bed at home every day, he can only sleep for six or seven hours, so he has to go home and rest as soon as possible.

But today, he did not go home immediately as usual. Instead, he went to the eunuch to report to Wang Shouzhong, and under the leadership of Wang Shouzhong, he came all the way to Chongde Hall.

In Chongde Hall, Zhao Zhen was quite diligent and was reviewing the memorial.

At this time before, he would have been cuddling with his concubines in the harem, starting his long-cherished plan to create a human being.

But now, with the knowledge of the lack of heirs, the Song-Xia war, Sanyi's return to the river, Jingkang humiliation and other events, he had a deep sense of crisis, and he had to become more independent, and began to be obsessed with state affairs and diligent in government affairs.

At the same time, he also wanted to wait for Zhao Jun's eyes to recover, so that he could take a good look at his appearance as a benevolent person and see if he was as unsightly as he said.

Upon hearing Yan Shu's request to see him, Zhao Zhen let him in.

In the past, the palace doors would be closed at this time. After Yan Shu took care of Zhao Jun until he went to bed, he left through the Gongchen Gate in the north. He must have something important to see him now.

"Official!"

After Yan Shu came in, he bowed his hands first.

Zhao Zhen stopped reviewing the memorial and asked, "What happened to uncle Tong?"

Yan Shu said: "Before he went to bed in the afternoon, Zhao Jun said that his eyes had completely recovered and he wanted to take off the gauze today."

Zhao Zhen said hurriedly: "He didn't take it off, did he?"

"No."

Yan Shu said: "I was worried that he had taken it off privately. He saw that he was not in the later generations, but in the Song Dynasty. He couldn't accept it all of a sudden and it was hard to think about. So he comforted him and waited until the imperial doctor saw it tomorrow morning before taking it off. I just went to see him again. , he is still very obedient. But no matter what, he will definitely take off his gauze tomorrow, I can’t hide it anymore.”

"Can't you hide it?"

Zhao Zhen looked deep in thought, put the pen on the pen holder, and said thoughtfully: "Since I can't hide it anymore, there's no need to hide it. Although we can be sure that what he told when his eyes were bad must be true, we hope to hear more. There is a lot of news, but now the Song Dynasty also needs him. Tomorrow, we will officially meet with him. "

"Yes."

Yan Shu said: "How about I give him a little heads up first so that he can be mentally prepared? Otherwise, I'm afraid that when he opens his eyes and suddenly finds out that he is in the Song Dynasty, he will be stimulated and unable to accept this fact, and some problems will arise."

Zhao Zhen nodded and said: "Okay, let uncle Tong handle this matter. I believe Mr. Yan has his own sense of discretion."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Yan Shu cupped his hands and said, "Then I will resign."

It was already dark.

The bright moonlight fell on the earth, and at three o'clock in the morning, Zhao Zhen, who was restless, stood up from the chair in the study and walked slowly to the window.

The silver glow outside the window shines, the willow trees in front of the window dance with the wind, and the colorful flowers on the grass exude a faint fragrance.

Zhao Zhen's mood was very complicated at this time.

While he hoped that Zhao Jun's eyes would get better as soon as possible, he also didn't want the other person to get better so soon.

The reason for this contradictory psychology comes from Zhao Jun's extreme dislike of the Song Dynasty.

Moreover, in Zhao Jun's heart, he did not have a good impression of the monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty. He was afraid that Zhao Jun's eyes would recover and he would not help him after knowing the truth.

But if Zhao Jun's eyesight is bad, then the future of Song Dynasty will be dark.

Even though they already knew the future and managed to avoid being defeated by Xixia three times in a row and Sanyi returning to the river, they still could not escape the possibility of being destroyed by foreign enemies.

Because Zhao Jun is right, history is a cycle. Under the limited productivity structure, the Han people continued to suffer from internal friction, and ultimately could only carry out dynasty changes. At the same time, they were surrounded by foreign enemies and the deterrents of Liao, Jin, and Mongolia.

Under this general trend of the world, even if you know what will happen in the future, it is difficult to change it.Unless we improve productivity and make the cake bigger, we can continue to maintain it.

"Ugh."

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhen sighed.

He needs Zhao Jun to help him improve productivity so that the Song Dynasty will not be destroyed in a few decades.

He also needs Zhao Jun to help him improve the scientific system and let the seeds of technology sprout in the Song Dynasty, thus starting the industrial revolution and making the Song Dynasty strong and powerful.

But Zhao Jun himself represents unpredictability. They can still control it when they are blind. But once they regain their sight, what if they deliberately leak false news because they hate the Song Dynasty, or do random things, destroying the country of the Song Dynasty?
So this forms a deadlock. Zhao Jun's eyes will heal and he will become uncontrollable.If Zhao Jun has bad eyesight, his productivity cannot be improved.This made it difficult for Zhao Zhen to calm down.

I hope that Zhao Jun is just cold-faced and warm-hearted, hating the Song Dynasty on his lips, but in his heart he is still willing to help the country left by his ancestors.

Zhao Zhen looked at the moon outside the window, dazed.

Not really.

As the ancestor of the Zhao family, I can only beg him, the descendant.

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Time passed by, the night was deep, the moon gradually moved from the east to the west, and when it was about to set, it first entered the Yin hour.

Bianliang City was still in a silent sleep at this time, and the streets were deserted.

Only the mansions of many prime ministers were already brightly lit, and the sedans were prepared outside the gate of Fan Mansion, waiting for the owner of the mansion to arrive.

In the early days of the Renzong Dynasty, he was particularly diligent in government affairs. He held a court meeting almost every day in the Chui Gong Hall at four o'clock every morning.

Once, Zhao Zhen did not attend the morning court for three days. Lu Yijian, Chen Yaozuo, Zhao Zhen and other ministers surrounded Yan Wenying, the deputy provincial governor who was responsible for announcing that he would not attend the morning court today, and asked him to give an explanation, so that we could know that Renzong had something to do. Much diligence.

But today is an exception, because not long after yesterday's official break, the officials issued an imperial edict, telling the ministers who will come to the morning court tomorrow that "there will be no political discussions tomorrow" and they will have a day off.

This news made many ministers who suffered from early morning elation.

But for Lu Yijian, Wang Zeng, Wang Sui, etc., there is no difference from the past.

Because today is the day when Zhao Jun takes off his blindfold!
At the beginning of Yinshi, candles were lit everywhere in the entire back garden, and the night, which was still dark, seemed to become brighter.

Zhao Zhen appeared in the Guanjia Hall with a pair of panda eyes, and just like him was Yan Shu.

Yan Shu didn't go back last night, so he stayed next to the house where Zhao Jun lived. He watched Zhao Jun all night, and he was still sleepy now.

Soon Lu Yijian, Wang Zeng, Wang Sui, Fan Zhongyan, Cai Qi, Song Shou, Sheng Du and others also arrived here one after another. Like Zhao Zhen and Yan Shu, all of them tossed and turned last night and did not sleep well.

It is not just the relationship that Zhao Jun wants to open his eyes to, but what Zhao Jun said yesterday was like an enlightenment. It was so profound that these human elites in the feudal era really went back to review it carefully, and even copied and recited it, and studied it. late at night.

Everyone gathered together and after paying homage to the officials, they looked at each other's sluggish spirits and couldn't help but smile at each other. This relieved the tense atmosphere and allowed Zhao Zhen to feel a little calmer about the upcoming confrontation with Zhao Jun. A little more relaxed.

"Guan family, I'll go first."

After Yan Shu saw the ceremony, he said to Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen took two more deep breaths and said to him: "Go."

Everyone was already sitting on the chairs in the main hall of Guanjia Hall, waiting quietly for Yan Shu to bring Zhao Jun.

Yan Shu walked backwards out of the palace, and after a few deep breaths, he came all the way to the outside of Zhao Jun's house.

"Dong dong dong dong."

Knocked on the door first.

A voice quickly came from inside: "I'm up, Uncle Lari."

Yan Shu pushed the door open and went in. He had a fire stick in his hand, lit the candles in the room, and saw Zhao Jun already sitting on the bed.

He hasn't taken off the gauze yet, because Yan Shu told him that he must wait for the doctor to examine it before taking it off.

However, it had actually been checked the day before yesterday. The imperial doctor checked Zhao Jun's pulse and pressed on Zhao Jun's head for a long time, making sure that the congestion in his head had completely dissipated.

In addition, Zhao Jun himself could vaguely feel the hazy figure outside through the gauze, and it was certain that he had completely recovered.

At this moment, Yan Shu saw Zhao Jun sitting up a long time ago and knew that the other person must have been awake all night, so he must be extremely nervous and excited.

I have been blind for more than two months, almost three months, and now I can finally see the light again. For a person who has been unable to see for a long time, life is indeed like a year. It is normal to want to see as soon as possible.

"Teacher Xiao Zhao, how are you feeling today?"

Yan Shu walked in and asked.Zhao Jun hurriedly said: "It's much better, Uncle Lari, can you untie the veil now?"

"There's no rush, why don't you have breakfast first."

Yan Shu said.

"I feel that my eyes have completely healed. I can see Uncle Lari even through the gauze. Please take it off and eat it again."

Zhao Jun said.

This night was not only tossing and suffering for Zhao Zhen and others, but also for Zhao Jun.

The world that cannot be seen by the eyes is really uncomfortable.

He can't wait.

I want to open my eyes and take another look at this long-lost world!
Seeing his eager look, Yan Shu sighed inwardly and said, "Okay, but before I lift the veil, I want to say something to you."

"What?"

Zhao Jun asked.

Yan Shu walked to Zhao Jun's bed and sat down. He patted Zhao Jun's shoulder with his big and generous hand. He hesitated a little and said in a low voice: "Teacher Zhao."

"Ok?"

"What if... I mean if, you went back a thousand years ago, what would you do?"

"Back...a thousand years ago?"

Zhao Jun was silent for a while. Uncle Lari's question was too abrupt and completely unprepared for him.

After a moment, he forced a smile and said: "This is impossible, Uncle Lari, are you kidding me?"

"Just a metaphor."

Yan Shu comforted him: "For example, if you are in the Song Dynasty now, what would you do?"

Zhao Jun was silent again.

In fact, he has felt something was wrong these days.

Because there are many unreasonable places.

Being able to pass the National People's Congress proves that his intelligence is definitely above the average person.

But no matter who is in Zhao Jun's perspective, they will never think of the fact that they have traveled through time.

It’s still that cognitive relationship.

When it is determined that one is encountering a mudslide near Nini Village deep in the Daliang Mountains, people will instinctively think that they must be in Nini Village, not the Song Dynasty.

This is really a fantasy. No matter how rich the imagination is, no matter how weird it is everywhere, it is difficult for people to easily change their perception without seeing it with their own eyes.

Therefore, until now, Zhao Jun only had some vague guesses, but he did not dare to fantasize about such guesses coming true.

But now the village chief Uncle Lari's words made him feel something was wrong.

This doesn't seem like a joke, but rather a test.

Is it.

Have you really crossed over?
impossible!
Everyone in the village likes history, so it's probably a joke they made on themselves.

It must be so!

Zhao Jun kept telling himself in his heart, giving himself such hints.

He was now shaking with fear.

He couldn't imagine how he would feel if he appeared a thousand years ago, leaving his parents, relatives, friends, and classmates, and entering a completely unfamiliar environment.

He didn't want to believe it, even if there were all kinds of weird things these days, even if Yan Shu almost hinted at it, he hoped it was false.

After all, this feeling of being separated from the society you know and feeling alone and alone is really despairing.

So Zhao Jun said with an almost hoarse voice and a forced smile: "Uncle Lala Ri, I don't know what to do. Okay, stop joking with me, I'm going to take off my gauze."

"Wait a moment."

Yan Shu stopped his hands that were about to lift up to untie the veil, and then took a deep breath before saying, "I want to take you somewhere."

"where?"

"Everyone in the village where we usually chat wants to meet you."

"Does it have to be at this time?"

"Yes."

"OK then."

Feeling Uncle Lari's firm tone, Zhao Jun had no choice but to agree.

Yan Shu took Zhao Jun's hand and pulled him out just like he usually took Zhao Jun to bask in the sun at the gate of Guanjia Palace.

This time the speed was very slow because Zhao Jun was in ups and downs and Yan Shu was also very nervous.

So both of them walked slowly, as if they were walking.

But the journey was not long. In just a few minutes, he was taken to the Guanjia Hall and entered the hall.

At this time, the atmosphere in Guanjia Hall was extremely solemn. Zhao Zhen was sitting high on the Taishi chair. On the left and right sides, Sanxiang Sanshen and Fan Zhongyan were sitting solemnly.

Everyone is waiting for this exciting moment.

"Reached?"

Zhao Jun felt the number of steps in his heart, and at the same time, he vaguely saw the bright lights outside the gauze.

Yan Shu said: "We're here."

"Then can I take off the veil?"

Zhao Jun asked again.

Yan Shu glanced at Zhao Zhen and others. Zhao Zhen was nervous. He took a deep breath and nodded slightly.

"Okay, let me help you."

Yan Shu said.

He picked up a pair of scissors from the coffee table next to him and pointed it at the back of Zhao Jun's head.

Because he was afraid that Zhao Jun would take off the gauze privately and discover the truth, the doctor not only covered the gauze with a few more layers last time, but even tied it with a tight knot.

At this time, Zhao Jun had not cut his hair for three months, and his original short cut now turned into slanted bangs.

If he hadn't packed the suitcase with shampoo, shower gel, soap, facial cleanser, toothpaste, toothbrush and other daily necessities, I'm afraid they would all be stinking by now.

Yan Shu twisted the end of the gauze and cut it lightly with scissors. The gauze fell off. The old man's right hand helped him loosen it in circles.

As the thick gauze began to become thinner and thinner, Zhao Jun's body continued to tremble.

Sweat fell from his forehead.

Because his eyes were getting clearer and clearer, he could vaguely see the silhouettes of many people.

These people are the most familiar strangers he sees every day.

At the end, the gauze finally came off.

Zhao Jun's eyes were first blinded by the dazzling candlelight, which made him squint. After a while, after slowly adapting to the light, the originally hazy picture gradually became clear.

Then his pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw a shocking scene that he would never forget.

In front of him, facing him about five meters away, sitting on a Taishi chair, was a young man wearing a fiery red robe and a crotch hat on his head, looking at him with a smile. .

On the left and right sides of the young people, there were some middle-aged and elderly people sitting respectively. They were all wearing different clothes. The only thing in common was that they were not modern clothes, and they were all staring at themselves.

The place where he stood was a spacious hall. The hall was splendid and magnificent, supported by six pillars. Oil lamps were lit on the left and right pillars. On both sides were red gauze palace lanterns and trident candlesticks, which lit up the entire hall.

After about a few seconds, the young man said to Zhao Jun with a faint smile: "Zhao Jun, I am your ancestor, Zhao Zhen!"

Zhao Jun began to tremble violently all over.

Then I felt dizzy, and sweat fell like rain on my cheeks.

It looked like he was about to have an epileptic fit.

The whole process was so fast that people couldn't react. After only two or three seconds, Zhao Jun's vision went dark.

I only heard words such as "Zhao Jun", "What's wrong with you", "Come here quickly", "Send the imperial doctor quickly", and then I felt my body was light and unconscious.

"boom!"

(End of this chapter)