Chapter 85: Thousands of words are omitted here.

Time passes like a galloping horse, and the sun and the moon are like falling flowers and flowing water.

Especially on days off, they disappear in the blink of an eye.

Starting tomorrow, the regular life of attending court, meeting with officials, and reviewing memorials will begin again.

Zhao Huan sorted out the documents on the table, including the mind map, the Song Dynasty's Jing Kang Year 2 Development Plan, key research projects, departmental responsibility statements, etc., and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Wild fantasy VS stereotyped ancestral system.

"Your Majesty, we have found out everything about Landlord Zhou."

Outside the meeting room of Funing Palace, the chief steward Shao Chengzhang knocked on the door three times and then reported in a low voice.

Zhao Huan stretched comfortably. His waist was sore after sitting for the whole morning, so it was a good time for him to go out and stretch his muscles.

"Go call Yun Jin'er over. She's the best at disguise. Today, I'm going to dress like a reclusive master and go take a look at this Landlord Zhou to see just how extravagant his life really is."

Yun Jin'er is extremely talented. She has been learning from four famous female thieves in the martial arts world since she was a child. Her talent is second only to the great hero Guo Jing who was a disciple of the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan in another time and space.

From these four masters, Yun Jin'er learned four unique skills, namely, sitting on paper, the soul-stirring hand, the art of disguise, and the eighteen stops.

In particular, these four skills can be used individually or in combination. I will let you see the disguise technique in a moment. The other three are not convenient to demonstrate on the spot.

I'll send you a detailed description of the skills and let you fill in the blanks yourself.

Hundreds of words are omitted here and there. Let’s all join the group. I’ve been locked up in the black room.

Yun Jin's small hands rubbed back and forth, and Zhao Huan's facial features gradually underwent some subtle changes. The whole person looked somewhat similar to before, but it felt like they were completely different people.

It was truly magical! Yun Jin'er paired two more sets of clothes for Zhao Huan and helped him put them on. A new image of Zhao Huan, with a sage-like demeanor and a carefree and uninhibited demeanor, appeared.

"Your Majesty, can I go out with you for a walk?"

Zhao Huan looked at Yun Jin'er's big watery eyes and her pitiful appearance, and almost softened his heart.

Thinking of the scene of changing clothes in the fitting room just now, Zhao Huan had to recite the Heart Purification Mantra again. He said with a stern face: "It's not convenient this time. Next time I will take you out. You should practice well in the palace."

Yun Jin'er nodded, her heart blossoming with joy: "Your Majesty wants me to practice hard, hahahaha. Li Shishi, if you can do it, I, Yun Jin'er, can do it too."

Zhao Huan: Don't accuse me wrongly? I just said it casually.

Shao Chengzhang had arranged everything: a carriage, four servants, two page boys, and two hundred palace guards following secretly. No movement could escape their eyes.

The carriage left Bianliang City and headed south, passed through the Caihe Water Gate, and continued south for another 60 kilometers before finally arriving at the territory of Zhoujiazhuang. Zhao Huan felt that his butt was about to be broken into four pieces by the shaking.

In the past, I always walked on the clean and flat bluestone road and felt nothing. But today, walking on such a bumpy dirt road, the difference was immediately apparent.

Carriage, bad review!

Zhao Huan looked at the wheels of the carriage. There were no shock absorbers, which was a bad review; there were no rubber tires, which was also a bad review.

…

Bad review! Bad review! Bad review!

The weather in the second year of the Jingkang reign wasn't great. While auspicious snow is a sign of a good harvest, that's not always the case. Starting on the evening of December 23rd of the first year of the Jingkang reign, heavy snow fell for three consecutive days. On the seventh day of the first lunar month of the second year of the Jingkang reign, heavy snow fell all day and all night, and the roads were still incredibly hard.

Not far ahead, there is a stone gate more than five meters high. It is made of polished marble and has the three words "Zhoujiazhuang" written on it. The brushwork is vigorous and powerful, and it is obvious that it is the work of a master.

Two burly men stood on either side, staring intently at everyone who came towards them.

The 8,000 acres of land around here are all owned by the Zhou family. They not only guard the gate but also supervise the tenants to work hard.

A tenant farmer is equivalent to a farmhand in a landlord's household, and his status is only slightly higher than that of a slave.

This landlord surnamed Zhou was very generous to himself, but extremely harsh to his tenants. He had a nickname that was even more impressive than the stingy one: "Sugar Rooster." He was even more stingy than the stingy one. If he couldn't get any wool from you, he would definitely take something from you.

This week, the landlord's biggest complaint is that the tenant is idle. "I feed you every day and pay you every month, so what's wrong with asking you to do some work? Do you think tenants just farm?"

It was winter, the snow hadn't melted, and the ground was frozen. Yet, a large group of tenants, dressed in thin linen clothes, were tinkling and turning the soil. This was twice the effort, but with half the effort. What good was it?

Zhao Huan sighed, kept everything in mind, and gestured for the carriage to move forward.

The big men who guarded the house of Landlord Zhou were all strong and sturdy, and their physiques were not exaggerated. Each of them had developed the ability to see through people with sharp eyes.

Carriages, servants, and book boys came from the north. This person was definitely a big shot from Bianliang City. The master's favorite thing was to win over talents and strengthen his own strength.

We can't offend him, we have to tell the landlord immediately.

"Sir, hello. I am a villager from Zhoujia Village. Our master loves to listen to great scholars like you lecture on the classics and doctrines. Please come in."

The gatekeeper said with a flattering smile.

"Our young master Zhao Wuji, nicknamed Acalanatha, can study for three years without moving as long as he is guaranteed food, clothing, shelter and shelter." The little servant introduced familiarly, with a look of pride on his face.

"Our master, Zhou Chunfu..."

Inside the carriage, Zhao Huan pondered the name Zhou Chunfu for a long time, then slapped his thigh. Isn't this Zhou Paopi?