Chapter Fifty-Eight: Junshan Civil Affairs
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Zhao Ran withdrew the formation, and saw Jueyuan lying on the ground, with wooden fish and robes scattered at his feet. As Jueyuan fell to the ground, the string of Buddhist beads entangled with the old donkey was also all over the ground, and the old donkey was chewing one by one, clucking and biting.
Jueyuan's expression was sluggish, his eyes were not focused, his expression on his face was stiff, and he shivered from time to time, and the horns at the corners of his mouth flowed all the way to the collar and placket but he didn't know it.
Seeing his stupid appearance, Zhao Ran said in his heart, no, could he be an idiot?
walked over and stretched out his hand to shake it in front of Jueyuan's eyes, but Jueyuan didn't react, so Zhao Ran shouted again: "Bald donkey, bald donkey?" Jueyuan still didn't move, but his eyes looked at the unknown place in the distance in a daze, as if his consciousness was not awake.
This is not Zhao Ran's original intention, if he really wants to make a fool of Jueyuan, he will send a message to Dongfang Jing, or Uncle Da Zhuo, Xiao Zhuo, or even Pei Zhongze, and directly send Jueyuan to the Daomen Pavilion and go to the dungeon to cultivate {Three hundred years is not too late.
So Zhao Ran hurriedly took out a Shenqing talisman and patted it on Jueyuan's head, and the Shenqing talisman suddenly dispersed into cool water droplets, which seeped into Jueyuan's skin.
After a while, Jueyuan suddenly took a deep breath and shouted "Oops". The luster in his eyes reappeared, and his gaze returned to Zhao Ran.
Zhao Ran breathed a sigh of relief, pointed at the corner of Jueyuan's mouth and said, "Wipe the halazi first, it's disgusting......"
Jueyuan picked up his sleeve to wipe the corners of his mouth, then fell back weakly, and lay on the ground to rest for a while. Only then did he stand up: "Brother Dao, what kind of method is this?
Since the monk no longer called him a bull's nose, he no longer called him a bald donkey, because he said, "Yes, is it okay?"
Jueyuan nodded: "It's okay." ”
"Okay, right? Do you want to try again?"
Jueyuan hurriedly shook his head: "It's good, it's good, don't try, don't try......" and asked: "My Changming Bodhisattva mantra, why aren't you afraid? What realm are you now? I haven't seen you for two years, could it be that you have entered the Yellow Crown? Impossible...... Last month, I met a Taoist priest from the Yushi realm. I didn't see him resist when I was fighting, so why is it useless to come to you?"
Zhao Ran said, "Do you know Lei Feng?"
Jueyuan tilted his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "What kind of character is this, which pavilion monk?"
Zhao Ran said solemnly: "After you meet Uncle Lei Feng, you will naturally understand why your Changming Bodhisattva mantra will fail." ”
Jueyuan was still thinking hard about the name Lei Feng, Zhao Ran had already reached out and touched two handfuls on his head, and said with a smile: "Monk, why are you still vulgar." The hair quality is good, and the shine is good. It's dark and bright, tsk......"
Jueyuan slapped Zhao Ran's palm away, turned over, and said angrily: "I'm embarrassed to say! What about "A Han's Difficult Sutra"? Give it back to me quickly! In order to find you, the poor monk has been growing his hair for a whole year, and he almost didn't die of ridicule!"
Zhao Ran smiled: "Let's go." Go to my temple as a guest, don't be pestle in this wilderness, like a pole. With a whistle, he summoned the old donkey and turned over.
Jue Yuan hurriedly collected all the magic weapons he had scattered. The striding meteor followed behind the old donkey's ass and hurried towards Junshan.
In the evening, Zhao Ran had already returned to Junshan and stopped in front of his temple. There are two dead wind lamps hanging on the temple door, illuminating the three big characters of "Junshan Temple".
Zhao Ran turned back to Jueyuan and smiled: "How is it? This temple is not bad, right?"
Jueyuan kept running for most of the day, panting heavily with his waist on his back, and shook his head: "Let's go and rest for a while." ”
The temple had already heard the movement, and opened the door with a squeak, and Jin Jiu, Guan Er, Lu Jin, Lin Shuangwen, Zhong Sanlang and others rushed out, all shouting in surprise: "Miao Zhu is back!"
Zhao Ran pointed to Jueyuan beside him and said, "This is an old friend of mine, and I came to visit me." ”
Jueyuan's dress looked like a guy in the shop, and everyone didn't know what the background was, guessing that he might be a poor friend of Zhao Miaozhu before his career, seeing that Miaozhu didn't introduce his name, he didn't ask much, but just greeted him warmly.
After entering the dormitory, Zhao Ran sat down in his main room, and everyone followed in, each finding a chair to sit down. Seeing this, Zhao Ran knew that these people must be in a hurry to have something to do, and he didn't shy away from Jueyuan, so he pulled Jueyuan to sit.
Uncle Xu came in to greet him and asked, "Zhao Miaozhu came back so late, he must have not eaten yet, right?" ”
Zhao Ran waved his hand and said: "Uncle can get some at will, it's simpler, it's over today, so you don't have to worry too much." ”
Uncle Xu agreed and retreated, Zhao Ran saw a person waiting outside the threshold, and looked carefully, but it was Steward Li of the Charity Hall, so he beckoned Steward Li to come in: "Lao Li is also here?......?" Just come in and talk about it. ”
After Steward Li came in, Jin Jiu and the others began to inform Zhao Ran about Junshan's affairs.
The first thing is the autumn harvest. The Junshan area was originally a raw land that had never been cultivated, and although the land was fertile, it was originally expected that the yield per mu would not be high because this year was the first time to be cultivated. However, with the help of the five-color master, the progress of turning the soil, removing insects, and diverting the canal is very smooth, so it is much more than originally expected. However, according to the estimation of experienced old farmers, there is no problem in satisfying the people's food for a year, and if you want to have a bumper harvest, you have to see the year after tomorrow.
Junshan Temple is not good at farming, so Jin Jiu according to Zhao Ran's instructions before leaving, the three villages were organized, led by the old man who was familiar with farming, and three temporary "production teams" were established, ready to concentrate on harvesting, and the specific date of harvest was set three days later, when the Jiao Festival would be held in Junshan Temple.
Zhao Ran still asked Jin Jiu to be in charge of this matter, Lin Shuangwen to assist from the side, and if necessary, he would invite the five-color master out, so there would be no accidents.
The second pile is the "bandit village" in Cointreau Mountain, Guan Er looked at Jueyuan, wanted to speak and stopped, Zhao Ran waved his hand to let him talk about it. The bandit village established by Jiang Zhuzi and Zhang Wu in the Cointreau Mountains has already contained more than a dozen bandits from the rivers and lakes, who were either arrested just after arriving here, or who came to vote for them "admired" and did not commit any crimes in the Junshan area. The establishment of the Cointreau Mountain Bandit Village has achieved good results, in the past few months, the local wife has been peaceful, and a qiē smooth, some blind thieves have come to disturb the place, and they have been killed by Jiang Zhuzi and Zhang Wu, which can be said to have made a lot of contributions.
Guan Er's meaning, Song Xiong, the stele opener who was caught before, has a sense of remorse and wants to be a new person. At present, there are no strong players in the "bandit village" in Cointreau Mountain, so Guan Er wants Song Xiong to "turn positive", and it is better to preside over the "bandit village" in the past.
Zhao Ran asked Jin Jiu, Lu Jin, Lin Shuangwen and even Zhong Sanlang what they meant, and everyone said that Song Xiong's appearance in the past few months was good, and he didn't say anything about the hard work in the temple, and he also took the initiative to help the people in the village to do things. Guan Er and Lu Jin tested Song Xiong twice, and Song Xiong did not run away when he was left unattended. According to Song Xiong, he wanted to settle down here, so as to have an innocent body and live with peace of mind.
Zhao Ran thought about it for a moment and agreed, but the premise was to see if Song Xiong performed well in the next autumn harvest.
The third thing is that last month, there was a flood in Jiangyou County in the west, and countless villages were flooded, and the flood spread everywhere, and even surrounded the county seat. The flood lasted for six days before it gradually receded, but it has already destroyed hundreds of homes. The government is trying to find a way to relieve it, and the Xizhenwu Palace is also inquiring about the situation and is ready to intervene in the disaster relief, but whether it is the government or the Xizhenwu Palace, the efficiency of doing things is not high, and if you really want to start the rescue, I am afraid you will have to wait for a month.
Now there are groups of refugees from Jiangyou County who have moved east to Guyang County, and even dozens of families have fled from the Junshan area, and now they have been resettled by Jin Jiu and others. Steward Li of the Charity Hall is here specifically for this matter, and now the Charity Hall he is in charge of has received hundreds of refugees, and is about to come to Junshan Temple to apply for relief silver taels and rice grain. (To be continued......) R1292