"Make fists with your hands and curl your four fingers!"

"Run and walk!"

The sun is rising.

Golden sunlight shines on the ancient city of Chang'an.

It gives this ancient capital a golden glow.

Zhuang Zhou was wearing a down jacket and a black headband on his forehead, looking energetic.

At this time, he was leading a group of servants in uniform, running in unison on the streets of Chang'an.

"One, two, three, four!"

As soon as Zhuang Zhou gave the order, the servants responded immediately with firm and powerful steps.

For a time, it attracted many people to stop and watch.

The dignitaries in the teahouses and taverns also poked their heads out to look and watch:

"Hey! Isn't this the owner of Zhuang's Grocery Store?"

"Not only that, he is a county earl conferred by the imperial court and a national treasure of the Tang Dynasty!"

"interesting!"

"Look, these servants are really well-trained!"

"That's right! Look at their steps, so neat!"

The people in Chang'an City were whispering and talking to each other.

They looked at this well-trained team of servants with expressions of approval on their faces.

I don’t know when.

A rumor spread in Chang'an City.

God blessed us by sending an immortal down to earth to assist the current saint.

As rare and precious treasures come into the world one after another.

It is now the eighth year of Zhenguan, and the city of Chang'an is becoming more and more new.

Because of Zhuang Zhou's arrival, the butterfly flapped its wings, and the entire Tang Dynasty was moving towards another track.

Zhuang Zhou led the servants and ran around Chang'an City.

Until the sun rises higher and the sunlight becomes hotter.

Sweat was dripping down the faces of the servants, but since Zhuang Zhou had been running along with them, they naturally didn't complain at all.

Running back to the manor, it seemed to be about ten miles away.

Zhuang Zhou stopped and said to the servants:

"Very good, that's all for today's training!"

…

In the afternoon.

Zhuang Zhou rode his motorcycle to Mount Li to check on the progress of the construction site.

When we were about to leave the city through the east gate, we found that the road was blocked.

There were also many officers and soldiers standing guard.

When Zhuang Zhou went forward to ask, he found out that they were building a cement road leading to Mount Li.

Except for important personnel, ordinary people are not allowed to pass.

You have to take a detour.

Zhuang Zhou frowned slightly, looking at the busy craftsmen and soldiers, feeling a little confused.

The official road from Chang'an City to Mount Li is nearly a hundred miles long.

If all roads are closed like this, it will have a huge impact on traffic!

and.

Now this road seems too narrow to Zhuang Zhou.

He parked his motorcycle aside and asked a soldier who was guarding the roadside:

"Where's General Cheng? Why can't I see him?"

The imperial court has issued an order, instructing Cheng Yaojin to oversee the construction of a cement road from Chang'an to Mount Li.

So Cheng Yaojin is considered a project manager.

The soldier recognized Zhuang Zhou immediately, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and replied:

"In reply to County Master Zhuang, General Cheng is directing the work ahead. I'll go and report right away!"

"No need! I can go there myself!"

"Okay! Let him go!"

The soldier called out and someone immediately opened the fence to let Zhuang Zhou in.

In this era, all roads were built manually.

Zhuang Zhou rode his motorcycle forward.

Along the way, we saw soldiers and craftsmen working busily.

Some were digging, some were moving soil and rocks, and some were compacting the roadbed.

After a while.

Zhuang Zhou then came to where Cheng Yaojin was.

Cheng Yaojin was seen wearing armor, with his left hand on the sword at his waist.

At this time, he was standing on a high ground, directing the soldiers to build a road.

"Listen up, everyone! This cement road is a major event for the imperial court!

If you do a good job, you will be rewarded. If you do a bad job, I, Old Cheng, will be scolded, and none of you can escape."

This guy has a loud and powerful voice.

Stand high and reach far.

Zhuang Zhou parked the motorcycle aside and walked towards the high ground.

When Cheng Yaojin saw Zhuang Zhou, he immediately came forward and laughed heartily:

"Brother Zhuang, why are you here?"

Zhuang Zhou smiled and said:

"Aren't we building a cement road now? Let me see how the progress is."

"All right! Just take a look!"

Cheng Yaojin told Zhuang Zhou about it with great interest.

These days, he has devoted all his attention to road construction.

This is a major event planned by the court after the beginning of the year.

The emperor personally gave him the appointment.

The deadline is tight and the task is heavy.

Cheng Yaojin, who once led troops in battle, is now a project manager.

However, he is still very satisfied with the current progress.

I just don’t know what Zhuang Zhou is thinking.

"Brother Zhuang, what do you think of this road?"

Cheng Yaojin stood beside Zhuang Zhou and pointed at the cement road under his feet and asked.

"very good!"

Zhuang Zhou smiled and nodded:

“If this cement road is built, it will not only be strong and durable, but also beautiful.

The most important thing is that the road is flat, so the carriage won't be so bumpy when running.

The only shortcoming is..."

"What is it?"

Cheng Yaojin was attracted by Zhuang Zhou's words and couldn't help asking.

“It’s just too narrow.”

Cheng Yaojin was surprised:

"Brother Zhuang, this newly built cement road is about two meters wide, enough for three carriages to drive side by side. Is this still narrow?"

In fact, Zhuang Zhou has his own plans.

When this cement road is completed, we will be able to drive cars on it.

This way, it will definitely be narrow.

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