In the third year of Jingyou, during Emperor Renzong's reign of the Song Dynasty, an unruly young man fell into the back garden of the Great Song Imperial Palace, thus beginning a life that wou...
Insulting the emperor for two years?
Twenty years is the leak of the top secrets of the Song Dynasty?
So the fact that Zhao Guangyi is a fool is the top secret of the Song Dynasty?
Everyone looked at each other.
Lu Yijian and others wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and were almost hurt from holding it in.
Zhao Zhen's face was stiff and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.
He now regretted listening to the jokes of the Song Dynasty.
Yan Shu couldn't help but look at Zhao Zhen, with a hint of resentment in his eyes.
He had originally stopped Zhao Jun from making fun of the Song Dynasty, but Zhao Zhen was curious and wanted to listen. Now he is in an embarrassing situation.
"Forehead......"
After a moment, Fan Zhongyan gave a dry laugh and said, "Teacher Zhao, this joke is very good. Don't tell it again next time."
"What? Oh, I almost forgot, Uncle Lari is a fan of Zhao Guangyi."
Zhao Jun suddenly realized and felt a little embarrassed for a moment. He guessed that the old village chief’s face probably didn’t look very good either.
"Let's eat."
Yan Shu had no choice but to change the subject.
Breakfast has been served, which is a bowl of porridge and two buns. Yan Shu already knew Zhao Jun's appetite after serving him for so many days.
Zhao Jun finished his breakfast in no time and started clamoring to go out for a walk.
Fan Zhongyan and Yan Shu went up to support him, one on each side. In order to prevent Zhao Jun from noticing anything unusual from their hands, they only supported his arms and sleeves, and tried not to touch his skin through his clothes.
After all, both of them came from official families and had not done much farm work, so their hands were not as rough as those of farmers. What if Zhao Jun found something wrong and became suspicious?
So I just don’t contact him to avoid being noticed.
It's the details.
In addition to the eye injury, Zhao Jun also suffered some external injuries. He hadn't been out for more than 20 days, and he felt like his limbs were almost useless.
As he walked out of the room, a gentle breeze blew in from the early morning. Through the hazy gauze, he could vaguely feel a little sunlight. He still couldn't see anything in his field of vision, but it was no longer as dark as before.
It was the first time he felt that the morning sun and the breeze were so lovely.
"hiss."
Zhao Jun suddenly took a breath of cold air.
Fan Zhongyan wondered, "What's wrong?"
"The wound on my inner thigh hurts."
"It's okay. This wound is quite large. The doctor stitched it up for you. It should be healed soon."
"Maybe I haven't been out for too long and it hurt the wound."
After taking a few steps, Zhao Jun felt his legs go weak and he had to borrow the strength of Yan Shu and Fan Zhongyan to be able to walk.
But it was just the initial stage of getting out of bed. I walked a few steps and got used to it, and it felt much better.
Coming out of the house, Zhao Jun could feel himself stepping on wooden boards, and a moment later he was walking on the mud and gravel road.
The air was filled with the scent of birdsong and flowers, and it was particularly fresh. He couldn't help but feel that the air quality deep in the mountains was just great.
"This is my home, and that's Almugu's house in front."
Yan Shu pointed to a pavilion in front and lied with his eyes open. The area of the back garden actually only accounts for one twelfth of the entire imperial palace, about 0.08 square kilometers, or 80,000 square meters.
It sounds big, but it is only about the size of 10 standard football fields, and most of it is garden grass. There are not many buildings, so it looks very empty.
But Yan Shu had to simulate a Nini Village in his mind, so he had to make a model budget in his mind.
He even drew several drawings for this purpose.
Coming out of the courtyard where Zhao Jun lives, there is a bamboo forest outside. After passing through the bamboo forest, there is a grassland. To the south are rockery, ponds, small woods and farmland outside the Guanjia Hall. It is winding and really looks like a small mountain village.
Because Zhao Jun was blind, he did not need to rebuild a village.
It is enough to just outline the appearance of the village in front of Zhao Jun.
For example, this pavilion belongs to Lu Yijian's family, that rockery belongs to Wang Zeng's family, and the Guanjia Hall belongs to Zhao Zhen's family.
There is no need to worry about whether this issue will be exposed.
You don’t need to consider the style of the house or the appliances and home furnishings.
Because Zhao Jun is blind!
Which blind person wants to go and see the TV and electrical appliances?
Moreover, his legs and feet were injured, making it difficult for him to walk, and all his movements were controlled by Yan Shu.
So to put it simply, this so-called Nini Village is a fake village with only people but no specific buildings.
Wang Zeng, codenamed Almugu, stood in front of the pavilion and greeted Zhao Jun: "Teacher Zhao, I am Almugu, and Ranla Azi is my granddaughter."
"Hello, hello."
Zhao Jun nodded repeatedly. He had no idea who Ran La A Zi was.
Yan Shu was very proud on the side. Zhao Jun didn't allow him to introduce himself to the students during class before, but now he had to do it. He couldn't let his efforts go to waste.
Then he took Zhao Jun to walk on the gravel path in the imperial garden in the back garden, pointing out the directions to the left and right one by one.
"This is the Jiasiyot family, this is the Jidifazu family, this is the Darabenba family, this is the Liguadoji family, this is the Malegebi family..."
Lu Yijian, codenamed "Malegebi", rolled his eyes. He strongly suspected that Yan Shu did it on purpose.
"Hello, hello."
Zhao Jun didn't dare to say anything or ask anything. He just nodded and greeted everyone along the way. He originally wanted to go up and shake hands, but his hands were held by Yan Shu and Fan Zhongyan, so he could only nod.
When they reached the corridor outside Guanjia Hall, Zhao Zhen, using the alias "Wazamuguo," followed the script and waved, saying, "Teacher Zhao, come in and have a seat. Have a drink of water."
Although Zhao Zhen's face showed enthusiasm, he was very excited in his heart.
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