Li Jing's meaning is obvious, that is, to make himself Zhang Zhongjian's home.

Going to sea to create a kingdom in an unknown place is definitely a chance of failure.

After abandoning Fuyu, Zhang Zhongjian no longer has his own base, just like a rootless Ping. If he can't carve out a land in the unknown, then there's really nowhere to go.

Although it is possible to survive on any island, humans are social creatures and cannot continue like this forever.

Zhang Zhongjian's eyes were red and he nodded: "Pharmacist, don't worry, if you can't do anything, I'll come back!" ”

To be honest, the scene of two big men together with red eyes and separate from each other is inexplicably a bit of a broken sleeve.

Leng Feng, who was already on the boat, couldn't help but shout: "Let's almost leave, if we delay any longer, we won't have enough time to hurry." ”

Hearing Leng Feng's words, Zhang Zhongjian hugged his fist at Li Jing, and then reflexively returned to the boat.

Because Zhang Zhongjian recruited many people, his fleet had expanded to the extent of a hundred ships.

The assets brought back from Buyeo were used to buy sea vessels, except for leaving them to buy some supplies in Lingnan.

After all, it is impossible to guarantee the safety and safety of all sea vessels during a long voyage. Of course, such sea ships do not include those iron ships.

Although they are not as good as ironclads, they are not threatened by a normal reef storm, and sailing to their destination is not a problem.

The Chengke and Chengtai spewed black smoke and took the lead and drove forward.

The huge flotilla left the shore of Dengzhou and headed south along the coastline.

If it is not for special needs, the north-south route is generally along the coastline. After all, the charts were not perfect, and it was not that the maritime merchants could not afford to risk capsizing.

After seeing the fleet out of sight, Zhou Jiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Send away the Protector and Zhang Zhongjian, the plague god, and he won't have anything to worry about.

In the last two days, the grain brought by Chang'an for disaster relief will arrive, and these grains can ensure that the people in the western part of Dengzhou can eat until autumn.

And in the fall, the second planting should also have some yield.

The new Dengzhou Thorn History has arrived in Dengzhou, and to Zhou Jiao's surprise, this new Thorn History is actually just a child in his twenties.

Although he graduated from the Academy of Letters, at this age, it's really a bit of child's play.

With uncertainty, Zhou Jiao returned to the Thorn History Mansion, preparing to try to communicate with this new Thorn History for the last time before leaving....

"That's it, don't set up any soup kitchens for the time being, but follow the rule that as much food is distributed to as many people as a household, let them decide for themselves how to eat and how much to eat."

Zhou Jiao saw that the new assassin had begun to deal with government affairs, so he waited outside the door.

After a while, after the new assassin finished handling government affairs, he noticed Zhou Jiao at the door.

"Master Zhou, the students are dealing with the affairs of food distribution, I didn't expect to neglect you, please come in quickly."

Zhou Jiao walked in at this time.

It wasn't until he took his seat that the new assassin Shi hugged his fists and introduced: "When the handover was just now, Lord Zhou was busy sending off the protector of the country, and the students hadn't introduced themselves yet." Student Zheng Cheng, the word Qingsong. ”

Zhou Jiao returned the salute.

He hasn't been promoted yet, so the two of them just need to be treated as equals.

"Zheng? Are you from the Zheng family in Xingyang? ”

After holding back for a while, Zhou Jiao asked his own questions.

It stands to reason that such an important official position as the assassin should be an old official, whether it is a demotion or a promotion, an older official always has sufficient experience and can be competent for the responsibilities of any state.

How could this obviously recent graduate be qualified for such an important official position? In addition to being born with five surnames, Zhou Jiao couldn't think of any other possibilities.

Zheng Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Lord Zhou, you are wrong, the kid is not from the Zheng family, but just a child from an ordinary family around Chang'an. ”

"Children of ordinary households?"

Zhou Jiao almost jumped up, a poor student?

Zheng Cheng nodded: "If it weren't for the fact that when the Academy of Literature recruited disciples, the students just joined in, and now there would be no chance to become the assassin of a state!" ”

Zhou Jiao is also a poor student step by step by relying on his qualifications, and now he has a good impression of Zheng Cheng, who is also a poor student.

"Green pine! The old man said something you don't want to hear, a state assassin is not a petty official, do you think you can do it? ”

Zheng Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "What Master Zhou said is that the student's qualifications are not enough, the student knows that his qualifications are indeed insufficient, but His Majesty must appoint the student, and the student is helpless!" ”

Zhou Jiao squinted, when Zheng Cheng said this, he didn't taste proud at all, but was really distressed. It can be seen that this guy did not show his holy family, and he was really simply distressed.

Bunin?

Zhou Jiao knew that this place was established by the Protector and some Confucians, and that place not only taught the wonderful knowledge of the Protector, but also a group of moral Confucians almost hand-in-hand to teach all kinds of ancient books.

The Academy of Literature said that it was the first university in the Tang Dynasty, and it was estimated that no one dared to admit it indiscriminately.

Although this place has a strong teaching force, it will not be able to gild a graduate to the point of directly serving as a thorn historian!

"Why did Your Majesty have to let you serve as the assassin?"

Zhou Jiao couldn't help but ask.

If it's not from the source, then the student himself has some special qualifications.

He has been to Chang'an, and he has also been summoned by His Majesty the Emperor, although they have been together for a long time, but in Zhou Jiao's opinion, His Majesty is a rare hero.

His arrangement makes sense.

Zheng Cheng picked up a book-like book from the table and handed it to Zhou Jiao: "This is what students wrote when they were studying in the Civil Engineering Branch of the Academy of Literature, you can take a look." ”

"This is? Thesis? ”

Zhou Jiao took the book and was attracted by the word "paper" on the cover.

Zheng Cheng smiled bitterly: "This is something arranged by the Protector of the Kingdom, he said, studying in the Academy of Literature, if you want to graduate completely, you have to write one of your own papers." This essay can be a few hundred words or longer; You can discuss the government and politics, and you can also write a summary of some knowledge.

But no matter what it is, always write something that is useful to people. The student was very interested in saline-alkali land at that time, so he chose to write this thesis. ”

Zhou Jiao opened the first page of the book, only to see that the title was: On how to suppress saline-alkali land and improve crop yields.

The content of the paper is very strange, it is written horizontally from left to right, although it looks very uncomfortable, but Zhou Jiao still chooses to read it.

At the same time, outside the Assassin's Mansion, a carriage surrounded by guards stopped, and Li Chengqian, Di Renjie and Wu Mei jumped out of the carriage.

At this point, it was less than half an hour since Leng Feng left Dengzhou....

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