The master's repeated orders still worked, and the young students could only go back honestly in the end.

The atmosphere outside suddenly became tense, and after the school closed, the usually lively teahouses in the town became deserted.

Zhao Jin went to the town once, and naturally felt the nervousness of the wind.

There was something strange in his heart.

"Mr. Min, this is a qi replenishing pill, you remember to take it on time."

With a little money to spare, Zhao Jin replenished the medicine that Mr. Min had already cut off.

Mr. Min didn't look at the medicine handed over by Zhao Jin, just looked into his eyes, and for a long time, he didn't say anything, and as a result, the medicine closed the door.

Zhao Jin stood at the door for a long time, didn't say anything, and left.

Chang'an is not far from Zhaojia Village, and it is even more polished than those villages in the remote mountains and old forests.

If you talk about it, their place can be regarded as half the feet of the Son of Heaven.

Legend has it that the Phoenix Ridge behind Zhaojia Village was once the mausoleum of the founding emperor of the Dajing Dynasty.

However, three hundred years have passed, and no one can say anything about the founding emperor for such a long time.

Moreover, the well-known imperial tomb of the Dajing Dynasty is not in Phoenix Ridge.

Everything is just legends.

However, as far as the location of Zhaojia Village is concerned, perhaps all the news from Chang'an Chen Nei is not difficult.

For example, sources about the recent tensions are:

The Imperial Tomb collapsed.

The imperial mausoleum is also a part of the symbol of imperial power, the Dajing Dynasty has been through ups and downs for three hundred years, the imperial mausoleum suddenly collapsed, giving people the most intuitive feeling is the heavenly punishment of heaven, the emperor rebels against the will of heaven, and has to do not repair, so it will lower such a warning.

But how could the one who sat on the throne now admit it.

He himself definitely didn't have to practice or cultivate, and he couldn't find a problem from himself, so naturally there was a problem with the people below.

The court was bloody and bloody, and the party was fighting against each other, and I didn't know that it was burned all the way, which made the emperor angry at the country's priest wine, and beheaded several attendants in a row.

Partisan disputes in the court were commonplace, but now some people are touching the head, and some people are falling into the ground.

In the past few days, the emperor has successively sent more than a dozen Wenchen to prison, in addition, there is also a great Confucian who has no merit but is famous in Chang'an, and he has also been imprisoned in the prison.

That's why the school hall Mingzhe closed the museum.

Zhao Jin didn't know the bloodshed of the political center, but he was also sensitive to the fact that something was wrong.

But he wasn't stupid enough to run out to discuss current affairs, he just silently remembered what he saw and heard in his heart.

"Mr. Min, this is the wine and food of Xianju Building."

The atmosphere outside was tense, Zhao Jin hadn't even been to the resort for the past few days, and had been at home all the time.

He bought this wine and food when he saw that Mr. Min had been looking depressed that day.

Everyone in the world knows that the best thing in the life of Min Xiang, who has achieved the position of being above 10,000 people under one person, is that he has no wine.

Although the green bamboo wine in Xianjulou is not a first-class wine, it is also quite famous.

The yellow mud lid of the small jar was patted open, and the crisp aroma of wine slowly dispersed.

Mr. Min's eyes were much softer when he looked at Zhao Jin this time.

He hadn't drunk in a long time.

"Mr. Min, please use it."

Zhao Jin put the wine and food on the table, and after putting it away, he planned to leave.

Unexpectedly, this time Mr. Min called out to him.

"What do you want after you study and get famous?"

Mr. Min looked at Zhao Jin's eyes steadily.

Seems curious about his answer.