In the Guanjia Palace, everyone was silent.

In the end, it was Yan Shu who broke the tranquility, said good things 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 going out to the Western Xia and Liao kingdoms, and carrying out internal reforms, so as to increase productivity and manufacture 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 the Western Xia and Liao, as well as reform.

To sum up, just wait for Zhao Jun!

At this time, Zhao Jun has become the Jerusalem of the Great Song Dynasty, and the Great Song Dynasty can do without these Great Song monarchs, but he cannot be missing.

Although Zhao Zhen was helpless about this result, there was 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 put aside Zhao Jun to come up alone.

So there is no way to wait for Zhao Jun.

After that, we talked about some other state affairs, and soon the meeting broke up, and the prime ministers went back to their homes.

Fan Zhongyan was left behind by Zhao Zhen and tried his best, hoping that the other party would not conflict with Lu Yijian in the future, and when he went to the northwest in the future, he would talk about it until three o'clock before letting him go.

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

He usually has to take care of Zhao Jun until midnight before going back, in order to have an accident, he can make up lies at any time to appease Zhao Jun's emotions. Therefore, I often go out early and return late, and sometimes I even sleep in the temple of the harvest, which is very hard.

At the end of the day, it is usually when Yan Shu goes back to sleep, after all, he still has to come over, even if he sleeps when he gets home every day, he can only sleep for six or seven hours, so he must go home and rest quickly.

But today, he did not go home immediately as usual, but found a eunuch to communicate to Wang Shouzhong, and under the leadership of Wang Shouzhong, he came all the way to Chongde Palace.

In the Chongde Palace, Zhao Zhen is quite diligent and is reviewing the folds.

At this time before, he should have been hugging and hugging several concubines in the harem, and started the creation plan he had in mind.

But now, with the knowledge of the lack of heirs, the Song-Xia War, the return of the Three Yi to the River, and the shame of Jing Kang, he has a deep sense of crisis, and he has to be supported and began to be obsessed with state affairs and be diligent in government affairs.

At the same time, it is also to wait for Zhao Jun's eyes to recover, and take a good look at his appearance as a benevolent gentleman, whether it is as unsightly as he said.

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

In the past, the palace gate would be closed at this time, and Yan Shu left from the Gongchen Gate in the north after taking care of Zhao Jun until he went to sleep.

"Official!"

After Yan Shu came in, he bowed first.

Zhao Zhen stopped the pen in his hand and asked, "What happened to Uncle Tong?" ”

Yan Shu said: "In the afternoon, before Zhao Jun went to bed, he said that his eyes had completely recovered, and he wanted to take off his veil today. ”

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

"Nope."

Yan Shu said: "The minister was worried that he would take it off privately, and seeing that he was not in the afterlife, but in the Great Song Dynasty, he couldn't accept it at once and couldn't think about it, so he comforted him and waited for the imperial doctor to see it tomorrow morning. I went to see it again just now, and he was still very obedient. But no matter what, he will definitely take off his veil tomorrow, and he can't hide it. ”

"Can't hide it?"

Zhao Zhen's face sank, put the pen on the pen stand, and said thoughtfully: "Since you can't hide it, you don't have to hide it." Although we can be sure that what he said when his eyes are bad must be the truth, we hope to hear more news, but now Da Song also needs him. Tomorrow, let's meet him officially. ”

"Yes."

Yan Shu said: "Then do you want to mention him first, so that he can be mentally prepared." Otherwise, I am afraid that he will suddenly find that he is in Da Song, stimulated, and he can't accept this fact, and some problems will arise. ”

Zhao Zhen nodded and said, "Okay, this matter will be handled by Uncle Tong, I believe that Yan Gong has his own measure." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Yan Shu arched his hand and said, "The minister will retire." ”

It was already dark.

The bright moonlight fell on the ground, and at three o'clock, the restless Zhao Zhen got up from the seat in the study and slowly walked to the window.

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

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

On the one hand, he hoped that Zhao Jun's eyes would get better as soon as possible, but he didn't want the other party to get better so soon.

This contradictory psychology comes from Zhao Jun's extreme dislike of the Great Song Dynasty.

And in Zhao Jun's heart, he didn't have a good impression of the monarchs and ministers of the Great Song Dynasty, he was afraid that Zhao Jun's eyes would recover, and he wouldn't help him after knowing the truth.

But if Zhao Jun's eyes are not good, then the future of the Great Song Dynasty will be dark.

Even if they already knew the future and managed to avoid being defeated by Western Xia three times in a row and the fate of Sanyi returning to the river, they still couldn't escape the end of being destroyed by foreign enemies.

Because Zhao Jun is right, history is a cycle, under the limited productivity structure, the Han people continue to suffer internal friction, and in the end they can only carry out dynastic changes, and at the same time, there are foreign enemies around, and the deterrence of Liao, Jin, and Mongolia.

In this general situation, even if you know what will happen in the future, it is difficult to change. Unless productivity is increased and the cake is made bigger, it is possible to continue to sustain it.

"Ugh."

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhen sighed.

He needed Zhao Jun to help him increase his productivity so that the Great Song Dynasty would not die in a few decades.

Zhao Jun is also needed to help him improve the scientific system, so that the seeds of science and technology can sprout in the Great Song Dynasty, so as to start the industrial revolution and make the Great Song Dynasty strong.

But Zhao Jun itself represents unpredictability, they can still control it when they are blind, once they regain their sight, because they dislike the Great Song Dynasty and deliberately leak false news, or mess around, what should they do if they spoil the Great Song Dynasty?

So this forms a dead knot, Zhao Jun's eyes are good, and it will become uncontrollable. If Zhao Jun's eyes are not good, his productivity will not be improved. This made it difficult for Zhao Zhen to calm down.

I hope that Zhao Jun is just cold-faced and hot-hearted, disgusted with the Great Song Dynasty on his lips, and he is still willing to help the country left by his ancestors.

Zhao Zhen looked at the moon outside the window and was stunned.

Not really.

As the ancestor of the Zhao family, he can only beg his descendants.

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Time passed minute by minute, the night was deep, and the moon gradually moved from the east to the west, and when it was about to set, it was the beginning of the day.

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

Only many prime ministers' mansions have already been brightly lit, and the three phases and three ginseng, as well as outside the gate of Fan's mansion, have prepared sedan chairs early, waiting for the arrival of the owner of the mansion.

In the early days of the Renzong Dynasty, he was particularly diligent in government, almost once a day, and held a court meeting at four o'clock in the morning at the Vertical Arch Hall.

Once Zhao Zhen did not go to the early court for three days, Lu Yijian, Chen Yaozuo, Zhao Zhi and other ministers surrounded Yan Wenying, the deputy governor of the inner service province who was responsible for announcing the decree and not going to the early court today, and asked him to give an explanation, so that you can know how diligent Renzong is.

However, today is an exception, because not long after the dispersal of duty yesterday, the official family came down to the holy decree and told the ministers who would come to the morning court tomorrow, saying that "tomorrow will not discuss politics" and rest for a day.

The news made many ministers, who had suffered from early risers, elated.

But for Lu Yijian, Wang Zeng, Wang Sui and other three-phase and three ginseng, it is no different from the past.

Because today is the day when Zhao Jun takes off his veil!

At the beginning of the year, candles were lit everywhere in the entire back garden, and it was still dark night, as if it had become bright and bright.

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

Yan Shu didn't go back last night, so he lived next to the house where Zhao Jun lived, and guarded Zhao Jun all night, and now he is also sleepy-eyed.

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, one by one, tossing and turning last night, and they didn't sleep well.

It's not just the relationship that Zhao Jun wants to open his eyes, but Zhao Jun's words yesterday are like an initiation, and they are so profound that these human elites in the feudal era really go back to review well, and even copy and recite and study until late at night.

Everyone gathered and saluted the official family, they looked at each other's sluggish spirits, and couldn't help but smile at each other, which could be regarded as relieving the tense atmosphere and making Zhao Zhen a little more relaxed when he was about to face Zhao Jun.

"Official, I'll go first."

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

Zhao Zhen took two more deep breaths and said to him, "Go ahead." ”

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

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

"Knock knock knock."

I knocked on the door first.

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

Yan Shu pushed the door in, he had a fire fold in his hand, lit the candle in the room, and saw that Zhao Jun was already sitting on the bed.

He hadn't taken off his veil yet, because Yan Shu told him that he must wait for the doctor's examination before taking it off.

However, in fact, it had been checked the day before yesterday, and the imperial doctor checked the pulse, and pressed Zhao Jun's head for a long time, and it was determined that the blood in his head had completely dissipated.

Coupled with the fact that Zhao Jun himself could already vaguely feel the hazy and blurred figure outside through the gauze, it was certain that he had completely recovered.

At this moment, Yan Shu saw that Zhao Jun had already sat up, and knew that the other party must have not slept all night, and his mood must have been extremely nervous and excited.

I've been blind for more than two months, almost three months, and now I can finally see the light of day again, for a person who has been invisible for a long time, it is indeed like a year, and it is normal to want to see it sooner.

"Teacher 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 your veil now?" ”

"Don't worry, why don't you have breakfast first."

Yan Shu said.

"I feel that my eyes have been completely healed, I can see Uncle Lazhi even through the gauze, take it off and eat it."

Zhao Jun said.

This night was not only Zhao Zhen and their torment, but also for Zhao Jun.

The world that can't be seen by the eyes is so uncomfortable.

He couldn't wait.

I want to open my eyes and see this long-lost world again!

Seeing his anxious appearance, Yan Shu sighed in his heart and said, "Okay, but before I unveil my eyes, my uncle wants to say something to you." ”

"What?"

Zhao Jun asked.

Yan Shu walked to Zhao Jun's bed and sat down, patted Zhao Jun's shoulder with his big thick hand, hesitated slightly, and said in a low voice, "Teacher Zhao." ”

"Huh?"

"What if. I mean, what would you do if you went back thousands of years? ”

"Back to. A thousand years ago? ”

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

After a while, he forced a smile and said, "It's impossible, Uncle Rari, don't you joke with me." ”

"It's just a metaphor."

Yan Shu soothed: "Metaphorically, you are now in the Song Dynasty, what will you do?" ”

Zhao Jun was silent again.

In fact, he has sensed that something is wrong these days.

Because there are a lot of irrational places.

Being able to be admitted to the National People's Congress proves that his intelligence is definitely above ordinary people.

But no matter who is substituted into Zhao Jun's perspective, it is impossible to think of the fact that he has crossed over.

It's still the relationship of cognition.

In the case that he has been determined to be in the depths of Daliang Mountain, near Nini Village, people will instinctively think that they must be in Nini Village, not some Da Song.

This is really a bit too fantastical, no matter how rich the imagination is, even if it is full of strangeness, it is difficult for people to easily change their perception without seeing it with their own eyes.

So far, Zhao Jun has only vaguely guessed, but he doesn't dare to fantasize about this speculation coming true.

But now the words of the village head, Uncle Lari, have already made him feel that something is wrong.

It's not like a joke, it's a temptation.

Don't.

Did you really cross over?

No way!

The people in the village love history, and it's probably a joke they played on themselves.

It must be so!

Zhao Jun kept telling himself in his heart to give himself such a hint.

He was trembling with fear by now.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like to be in a completely unfamiliar environment thousands of years ago, away from his parents, relatives, friends, and classmates.

He didn't want to believe it, even if it was all strange these days, even if Yan Shu's almost half-obvious hints were fake.

After all, this kind of detachment from the society I know well, the feeling of being alone and wandering alone is really desperate.

So Zhao Jun was almost hoarse, and reluctantly smiled: "Uncle Lalari, I don't know what to do, okay, don't joke with me, I'm going to take off my veil." ”

"Wait a minute."

Yan Shu stopped his hands that were about to be raised to untie his veil, and then took another deep breath before saying, "I want to take you somewhere." ”

"Where?"

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

"Does it have to be at this time?"

"Yes."

"Okay 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 as if he took Zhao Jun to bask in the sun at the gate of the Guanjia Hall on weekdays.

This time the speed was very slow, because Zhao Jun's mood was up and down, and Yan Shu was also very nervous.

So the steps of the two people were slow, as if they were stepping.

But the road was not long, and after only a few minutes, he was taken to the Guanjia Hall and entered the temple.

At this time, the atmosphere of the Guanjia Hall was extremely solemn, Zhao Zhen sat on the Taishi chair, on the left and right sides, the three phases and three ginseng and Fan Zhong sat awe-inspiringly.

Everyone is waiting for this exciting moment.

"Have you arrived?"

Zhao Jun felt the number of steps in his heart, and at the same time, he vaguely saw through the gauze and saw that the gauze was brightly lit.

Yan Shu said, "It's here." ”

"Can I take off my veil then?"

Zhao Jun asked again.

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

"Alright, I'll help you."

Yan Shu said.

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

Because he was afraid that Zhao Jun would open the gauze without permission and discover the truth, the imperial doctor not only covered a few more layers last time, but even tied a dead knot.

At this time, Zhao Jun did not cut his hair for three months, and the original inch of his head has now become oblique bangs.

If it weren't for the shampoo, shower gel, soap, facial cleanser, toothpaste and toothbrush and other daily necessities in the suitcase he carried, I'm afraid they would have smelled like they were all stinky by now.

Yan Shu twisted the gauze and cut it lightly with scissors, the gauze fell off, and the old man's right hand helped him loosen it one by one.

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

Sweat slid down his forehead.

Because his eyes are getting clearer and clearer, he has vaguely seen the silhouettes of many people.

These people are the most familiar strangers he usually sees on weekdays.

Eventually, the gauze was finally unraveled.

Zhao Jun's eyes were first blinded by the dazzling candlelight, which couldn't help but make him squint, and after a while, after slowly getting used to the light, the originally hazy picture gradually became clearer.

Then his pupils suddenly contracted, and he saw a shocking scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

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

On the left and right sides of the young people, there are some middle-aged and elderly people, they are all wearing different clothes, the only thing they have in common is that they are not modern clothes, and they are all staring at themselves.

And where he stands, is a spacious hall, the hall is splendid, there are six pillars to support, the left and right pillars are lit with oil lamps, on both sides are red gauze palace lamps and halberd candlesticks, the whole hall is lit up.

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

Zhao Jun's whole body began to tremble violently.

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

It looked like he was about to start a seizure of epilepsy.

And the whole process was so fast that people couldn't react, and after only two or three seconds, Zhao Jun's eyes went black.

I only heard words like "Zhao Jun", "What's wrong with you", "Come quickly", "Quickly pass on the imperial doctor", and then I felt that my body was light and unconscious.

"Bang!"

(End of chapter)