From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

The tea was already warm. Zhou Yuan took a sip and his eyes lit up. He couldn't help but ask, "The tea is good. Where did you get it?"

Zhang Bailong wiped the blood from his nose and said, "Is there a possibility that this is the most ordinary tea, but you are in a good mood, so you enjoy drinking it?"

Zhou Yuan said, "That's true. How have you been these years?"

Zhang Bailong shook his head and said, "It's just like that. Anyway, I haven't been beaten. Your people have been watching this place, which is also good. Those with ulterior motives dare not approach me, and I am quiet instead."

"Sometimes, the children of the gentry and big families come to me and say they want to hear the story of the past and meet me, a legendary figure."

"I have met them all, and I can get a large sum of money every time. I plan to expand the scale of the school next year."

Zhou Yuan asked in confusion, "Ah? Your private school is free?"

Zhang Bailong said, "Of course it's free. I'm not poor now. How many people line up to listen to my stories? I pay thousands of dollars. "Two Silver" sneered: "The Emperor of the Central Plains was satisfied with the two silver." Zhang Bailong waved his hands: "You don't understand, the money is enough. I have satisfied the value of life, but also the dignity of life, and my wife and children are hot. " I want to hit you again, but I can bear it. He looked at Zhou Yuan and said seriously: "For the sake of the world, there should be no more Zhang Bailong."

"I hope the world really doesn't need me anymore."

Zhou Yuan said: "Indeed, you are no longer needed. Now the reform of Dajin has entered a comprehensive era. There will definitely be pain in the past ten years, but it is much better than the world before."

"After more than ten years, the pain will be over, and the prosperous era of Zhaojing will be completely ushered in."

"The students under you may be the pillars of the country in the future."

Zhang Bailong was silent for a long time.

He was thinking about the future, thinking about that prosperous era.

Finally, he said slowly: "When my children grow up, when she and I are old, we will go out for a walk, visit Shenjing, and visit the sea. I will have no regrets in my life."

Zhou Yuan stood up and said: "We have talked about the past, had a good fight, and now we are leaving."

"If you are old, we will meet at sea, I will treat you to a drink and talk about the past."

Zhang Bailong said: "Since you are so sincere, why don't you arrange a baby marriage? My son is three years younger than your Wenxin, and a woman who is three years older than you will bring you gold bricks..."

After a while, Zhang Bailong was bent over, supported by a pretty woman, and his nosebleed could not be stopped.

The woman whispered, "Who is he? How dare he beat people like that? Didn't you say someone is protecting us?"

Zhang Bailong coughed and said, "Yes, the one who protects us is his people, so he can beat me at any time."

The woman said, "Then there is no law? Let's report to the authorities."

Zhang Bailong shook his head and said, "Report to the authorities? Hey, he is the most powerful official."

"Forget it, just beat him, I let him beat me on purpose."

The woman was stunned and said, "Why is this?"

Zhang Bailong smiled bitterly and said, "I discredited him back then, there is no way."

...

Zhongyuan has no regrets.

It's fun to fight.

Zhou Yuan went back to Shenjing directly.

Calculating the time, he can still get to Shenjing before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

It's another Mid-Autumn Festival!

The first Mid-Autumn Festival Zhou Yuan celebrated in this world was spent on the boat with Jianjia, Ziyuan, Qingyuan and others. The road ahead was full of unknowns, but very warm.

The second Mid-Autumn Festival was when Jianjia was pregnant, before the dramatic changes in Shenjing, and before the escape.

The third Mid-Autumn Festival was when Zhou Yuan returned to Shenjing from Yangzhou. He received many gifts and was taught by Master Liu Jing.

The fourth Mid-Autumn Festival was on Dongfan Island. Forty Dutchmen were killed that day. It was a great pleasure.

The fifth Mid-Autumn Festival was a bloody battle in Tashanwei, which cut off the logistic supply line of the Tsarist army and laid the foundation for victory in the war.

This is the sixth time. It has been five and a half years since I traveled through time.

I hope that this Mid-Autumn Festival will be as peaceful as the first one, without any major incidents.

Alas, how can I plant a flag for myself? But... it doesn't matter. Things on land are basically settled.I also prepared gifts for Jianjia and the others. I haven't seen them for a long time and I really miss them.

Zhou Yuan wanted to fly to Shenjing immediately, but he still had to walk step by step.

After a long journey, they finally arrived in Shenjing at noon on August 14.

Everyone was tired, very tired.

Zhou Yuan smiled and said, "You go back to the palace first, I will go back later."

Ayinizi said, "I know, Senior Brother must have gone to meet his lover again!"

Along the way, she knew everything about Zhou Yuan. Xiaoying girl can be said to know everything.

Even if Xiaoying didn't want to say some small private matters, she would always be caught by Ayinizi in a few words.

Looking at Zhou Yuan's back, Zhuang Xuansu said, "He's not going to meet his lover."

Ayinizi said, "Xiaoying said that Senior Brother never goes home when he returns to Shenjing."

Zhuang Xuansu said, "But... since last year, every time he returns to Shenjing, he always goes to pay homage to someone first."

...

A handful of soil and a stone were placed on the altar.

Zhou Yuan lit the incense and inserted it into the incense burner.

After bowing three times, he sighed: "This is the soil and stone of the Western Regions. Sir, the Western Regions have been recovered and the Great Jin is complete."

"The implementation of the new law is not smooth, but it is proceeding in an orderly manner. The entire Great Jin is showing a posture of revival and moving towards a better future."

"The foreigners are making trouble again. They are afraid of our rise and afraid that we will eat their cake on the ocean."

"But the rise of a great power requires endless wealth. How can I give it up?"

"What if they unite? Our Great Jin has experienced too many challenges. We don't need to bend down anymore."

At this point, he laughed and shook his head and said: "Looking back on the past few years, I always get help from noble people at many critical moments of fate."

"But it seems...what really made me mature is you, sir. That speech on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

He recalled with emotion the bold words spoken by the old man with his gray hair after drinking - "The strong ambition is like a raging wave, like a raging fire. How can it be quelled by those rumors? How can it be destroyed by those attacks and insults?"

"Once you have decided on something, you must do it! Since ancient times, those who have accomplished things have been like this!"

"Mountains of swords and seas of fire, the netherworld and hell, where my ambition lies, I will go even if there are thousands of people!"

Zhou Yuan stood up, looked at the spirit tablet, and said softly: "It is really difficult for the Great Jin to rise, but... mountains of swords and seas of fire, the netherworld and hell, I will go even if there are thousands of people."

"Sir, if you are in heaven, please watch my students go south to make trouble!"

"When you return victorious, I will reminisce with you."

He turned around and strode away.