Chapter Seventy-Seven: Goodbye Uncle and Nephew
The next day, Zhang Yun woke up early, and after washing up, he sat quietly in the room, looking out the window, and as far as the eye could see, the entire Jingzhou City was shrouded in snow.
Zhang Yun was wearing a single coat and watched the snowflakes fall blankly, and he was a little distracted.
Xu Xi didn't know when, he took a cotton robe, put it directly on Zhang Yun's body, and reproached: "You are such an adult, you don't pay attention to your body." β
Zhang Yun hurriedly admitted his mistake.
Everyone also got up one after another, and after having breakfast in a hurry, they walked towards Zhang Juzheng's hometown.
He is not in this Jingzhou city now, but in a rural area.
After asking and inquiring all the way, Zhang Yun and the others finally found Zhang Juzheng's residence.
Although that courtyard is a bit dilapidated, it is not small, and there must be no problem living in Zhang Yun and others.
"Bang ......"
Zhang Yun stepped forward, walked towards the door, and knocked lightly a few times.
Immediately afterwards, a man of about forty-five or sixteen years old opened the door, leaned out half of his body, and asked with a puzzled expression:
"Who are you? We're out now, and we'll talk about it when he comes back. β
"I am Master Zhang's nephew, my name is Zhang Yun, and I told my uncle that I wanted to come to see him."
As soon as the man heard that it was Zhang Yun, he changed his face, patted his head, and said with a smile: "Oh, it's Zhang Gongzi, the adults have told me, please come in." β
"I'm going to serve you tea."
After speaking, he took Zhang Yun and others and walked towards the inner room.
As soon as Zhang Yun entered the courtyard, he began to look around, and found that in the corner of the courtyard, there were still a few white snow plums.
After the man led Zhang Yun into the living room, he brought a pot of charcoal for Zhang Yun and the others to keep warm, and then introduced his identity to Zhang Yun.
The man's name is Zhang Cheng, and he is Zhang Juzheng's housekeeper, and he has been with him for many years, otherwise he would not have followed Zhang Juzheng.
"Uncle, when will my uncle come back, we can't just wait here."
After hearing this, Zhang Cheng looked helpless, and said with a smile: "My lord, I went out again, and I mixed with those old farmers, and it is estimated that at this time, I am watching radishes with people in the field." β
After Zhang Yun heard this, he was also interested, called Xu Yu and Zhao Hu and walked outside.
Zhang Yun walked in the direction of Zhang Cheng's guidance for about 10 minutes, and then saw a group of people, in the snow, excitedly pulling radishes, their faces were full of joy, the first person was obviously different from others, not Zhang Juzheng, who else?
At this time, Zhang Juzheng took off his coat and was sweating profusely.
"Uncle, come back for dinner, don't be busy." Zhang Yun stood on the ridge and shouted at Zhang Juzheng.
Zhang Juzheng heard the shout, raised his head, and found Zhang Yun standing there, chuckled, ignored him, and continued to be busy with the work in his hands.
Seeing this, Zhang Yun had no choice but to take Zhao Hu and walk towards Zhang Juzheng.
"Uncle, how are you doing?" Zhang Yun asked softly.
"It's okay, after I received your letter, I guessed that you were coming in the next two days, this is not coming to the ground, give you some turnips, and go back in the evening to have a drink." Zhang Juzheng said without looking back.
Seeing this, Zhang Yun called Zhao Hu and Xu Yu to start helping.
After a while, the basket brought by Zhang Juzheng was filled with radish.
Zhang Juzheng looked at an old farmer around him and said with a smile: "Lao Wang, my nephew came to see me today, I'll leave first, and you guys will be busy." β
The man waved his hand and said goodbye to Zhang Juzheng with a smile.
In this way, Zhang Juzheng was walking in the forefront, followed by Zhang Yun and Xu Yu, and Zhao Hu was carrying a radish on his back, leaving a series of footprints in the snow.
Standing on the ridge of the field, Zhang Yun watched the busy farmers melt into the snow, and couldn't help but be secretly amazed at the beauty of nature.
After returning home, Zhang Juzheng hurriedly put on his coat, then shook the snow on his body, and said with a smile: "Let's eat mutton hot pot tonight to warm up." β
Zhang Juzheng then greeted Zhang Yun's mother, and when it came to emotion, the two sighed for a while.
Zhang Juzheng said with relief: "Now, Zhang Yun has been able to take charge on his own, which can be regarded as the end of Brother Zhang Ren's heart."
Then, Zhang Juzheng turned his gaze and stared at Xu Xi in a red samurai uniform, and asked with a smile at Zhang Yun, "Who is this girl?" β
Xu Xi heard Zhang Juzheng ask her, her little face turned red because of nervousness, she lowered her head, and kept fiddling with the corners of her clothes with her hands.
Zhang Yun walked to Xu Xi's side, grabbed her hand, and said with a smile: "Uncle, this is my fiancΓ©e, as well as their parents and younger brother. Zhang Yun said, and pointed at Xu Meng and Zhang Yue.
Several people also hurriedly smiled at Zhang Juzheng.
After all, the person in front of him is the former first assistant of the Ming Dynasty, a figure above 10,000 people under one person.
Zhang Juzheng touched his beard, looked at Xu Xi, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Uncle doesn't have anything to give you, so I'll give you a letter."
After speaking, he inscribed a painting for Zhang Yun and the others, and Zhang Yun carefully put it away, maybe it can be sold for a big price in the future.
In the evening, Zhang Juzheng took Zhang Yun and others to set up a shed in the courtyard at random, and then asked someone to bring hot pot and began to stir up mutton in the courtyard.
At the beginning, everyone was extremely restrained, even Zhao Hu, a rough man, chewed slowly.
Seeing this, Zhang Yun said with a smile: "Uncle, if we don't eat out alone, my mother and they should go inside to eat, otherwise they probably won't be able to eat well." β
Zhang Juzheng also noticed everyone's restraint and nodded.
Subsequently, he asked people to open another hot pot for Liu Yun and others.
Several people were immediately relieved, secretly relieved, and hurriedly left their seats.
"You're calm." Zhang Juzheng joked with a smile.
"Of course, isn't it beautiful to drink good wine, enjoy the snow, and eat mutton."
Zhang Yun picked up a roll of mutton and put it in his mouth.
Zhang Juzheng looked at the snow scene and shouted loudly: "Green ants are new brewed wine, red clay small stove." If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of nothing? β
Then, he raised his glass and pulled Zhang Yun to drink a glass.
Zhang Yun saw that Zhang Juzheng's complexion had improved a lot, and he couldn't help but be secretly happy.
Zhang Yun looked at the snow that was falling heavier and heavier, and replied with a smile: "Drinking on a winter night, it turns cold again, and the snow is as big as a hand, and it has accumulated three or four inches, which is not too fast." β
The two of them are like forgetful friends, drinking happily in this snowy winter night.
After three rounds of drinking, the two were a little drunk.
Zhang Juzheng borrowed the meaning of wine and asked solemnly: "Virtuous nephew, you said that when will my people of the Ming Dynasty live and work in peace and contentment?" β
Before Zhang Juzheng returned to his hometown, he thought that his new policy would allow the people of Daming to live and work in peace and contentment, but after more than a year of observation, he found that it was far from enough.
Zhang Yun said with a smile: "It's too far to say these now, I have too many people in the Ming Dynasty, if you want everyone to live a good life, the fastest way is, of course, to go out and rob." β
"Rob?" Zhang Juzheng looked puzzled.
Zhang Yun was not easy to explain to Zhang Juzheng, so he had to be vague.
Since Zhang Yun last tasted the sweetness of raiding homes and exterminating pirates, Zhang Yun found that plundering is always the fastest way to accumulate wealth.
I store guns for others, and others are my granary, and I don't deceive me.
However, this is not a long-term way after all, and the most important thing is to improve the status of businessmen and let businessmen drive the development of the economy.
Zhang Yun then discussed some views on the new deal with Zhang Juzheng, and Zhang Yun's talk about improving the status of soldiers was opposed by Zhang Juzheng.
"Since ancient times, military generals have not been able to hold power, otherwise they will bring about their own destruction." Zhang Juzheng said viciously.
Zhang Yun knew that he couldn't talk about him, and he didn't want to argue with him anymore.
Zhang Yun secretly said in his heart: "Wasn't this how the Ming Dynasty perished? The status of the military is too low, and those local guards are rotten to the roots. β
Zhang Yun was determined to reform the guard system first, recruit a part of the new army first, and show those old men whether it would work or not.
The two were very drunk.
When Zhang Yun woke up the next day, he found that he was already lying on the bed.
Xu Xi was lying beside her, sleeping soundly.