"Oh! You should take a rest. I am tired too and will go back to sleep." Zhao Kai had no choice but to respond casually and walked out.
Zhang Shixun went up to him and asked with a smile, "Master, are you sober?"
"Not so fast. Just now, when you went to Wang Dong's house, he drunkenly pulled me aside and started talking about Taiyi Divine Numbers, Qimen Dunjia, Liuren Divine Lessons, Ziping Eight Characters... Haha! It made my head spin."
"Has he ever read your fortune?"
"No, he said I could only enjoy this blessing for more than twenty years."
Zhang Shixun asked seriously, "Do you believe what he said?"
Prince Yun tilted his head and thought for a moment before saying, "I don't believe it completely, I'm half-believing and half-doubting."
"Let's go to your room and show you something."
"What is that? Could it be the Book of Heaven?" Prince Yun's breathing became heavy. He had wanted to see the Book of Heaven for a long time.
"Well! It's time to show you."
The door of the west wing opened with a whoosh, and Zhang Hu stumbled out, "I want to see it too."
Zhang Shixun saw that he was unsteady on his feet and advised, "Master, you are drunk. Let's wait and see tomorrow."
"Who said I was... drunk? I wasn't... Ouch!" Zhang Hu didn't pay attention to his feet and fell on his back with a thump.
"Look at you, you can barely walk, yet you claim you're not drunk." Zhang Shixun stepped forward to help him up, patting the snow off his body as he said, "How could a cultivator be as crazy as you?"
"Absurd, absolutely absurd... Absurd!" Zhang Hu exhaled, his breath fuming with alcohol. "The Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name... Haven't you heard that the whole world is turbid, but I alone am clear; everyone else is drunk, but I alone am sober."
"What you said is a bit confusing, I can't understand." Zhang Shixun didn't want to discuss Taoism with a drunk Taoist priest.
Arriving in the study, Zhang Shixun played a horror video for them, and then said calmly: "This kind of scene will appear in the Song Dynasty in two years."
After saying that, he picked up his phone and left.
Leaving behind two trembling people.
After a long pause, Zhao Kai asked in a trembling voice, "Mr. Tongyuan, was that the Yama Palace that you saw in the heavenly book just now?"
Zhang Hu was completely frightened awake. When he heard Prince Yun's question, he shook his head and said, "I don't know either."
Zhao Kai crossed his arms and said, "It's so scary. I still feel cold all over."
"I am the same."
Zhang Hu looked outside and muttered, "Two years later, two years later... just as I expected."
Zhao Kai asked: "It's a bit confusing. What will happen in two years?"
"Zhang Shixun said the scene in the Heavenly Book will unfold in the Great Song Dynasty in two years." Zhang Hu then turned his gaze to him, his face pale. "I once told Your Majesty that an alliance with the Jin Kingdom was absolutely wrong. The Great Song Dynasty has been at peace with the Liao Kingdom for a hundred years. If the Jin Kingdom were to destroy it, it would be like removing a barrier to the Great Song Dynasty. Now it seems to have come true. Even the Heavenly Book contains a warning."
Zhao Kai retorted, "Mr. Tongyuan, please don't exaggerate. Think about it: the Great Song has millions of soldiers. What can a small Jin Kingdom do to us?"
Zhang Hu snorted, "A million strong soldiers? Do you believe that?"
Zhao Kai blushed and said, "Anyway, our Song Dynasty is a hundred times stronger than the Jin Dynasty."
"I've long heard that Zhang Shixun is keen on training his troops. At first, I didn't understand why he was so determined to do so, but now I finally understand." Zhang Hu sighed and said, "It's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep have been lost."
"I have supported his military training from the beginning."
"The government may not think the same as you do."
Zhao Kai fell silent. He knew that his father was wary of Zhang Shixun.
When Zhang Shixun returned to the back house, the windows of the two women were still lit, and he could see swaying figures through the window paper. It was obvious that they had not gone to bed yet.
Zhang Shixun asked through the window, "Saisai, why aren't you two sleeping yet?"
"We're waiting for you." Ding Dusai's pleasant voice came from inside.
Feng Yinu continued, "Master Zhang, we are waiting to see the heavenly book."
Zhang Shixun heard footsteps inside, and then the door opened. Ding Dusai stuck his head out and waved, "Sir, come in quickly."
Zhang Shixun teased her deliberately: "This... is a bit inappropriate, right? It's the middle of the night, if someone sees you, they'll gossip about you."
"Sir, you're talking nonsense. It's only the 11th hour now, not the middle of the night... It's okay if you don't come in. Just give us the heavenly book."
"Haha, okay." Zhang Shixun took out his PDA, opened the video software, found the recording of their last viewing, clicked the play button, and handed it to her, saying, "You're wearing thin, so go in and watch it quickly."
"Okay! You should go back to sleep too." Ding Dusai said, and then closed the door with a bang.
Zhang Shixun returned to his house and felt warm. He reached out and touched the fire pit, which was also hot. No need to guess, it must have been burned by Ding Dusai and the other man.
Lying down on the bed, Zhang Shixun quickly fell asleep.
Get up before dawn the next day to exercise. In this era, it is absolutely impossible to survive without a good body.
The snow had stopped, and he walked onto the street on the thick snow, running from the west end to the east end, and then from the east end to the west end.
After two trips, I started sweating.
By the time I ran until dawn, my underwear was soaked with sweat.
A farmer came out of his yard and was shocked to see Zhang Shixun running on the street like a fool.
"Hi!" Zhang Shixun waved and greeted him.
The farmers watched him run past with their mouths wide open, thinking that this important official had gone mad.
When Zhang Shixun ran back, he saw the farmhand still staring at him blankly, so he stopped and asked, "No one else is up yet, what are you doing up so early?"
"Sir... I'm going to the winery to work... Sir, why are you running around? What's going on...?"
"It's called exercise. It makes the body strong."
"Running around like a madman can make your body strong?" The farmer didn't believe it.
"Martial artists are strong because they train their bodies every day. Running is also a way for me to train my body."
"Oh!" The farmer blinked his eyes, not quite understanding what he heard.
"Where is the winery? I'll go with you to take a look." Zhang Shixun had long wanted to see what the winery looked like.
The farmer shook his head and said, "The owner of the manor said that the winery is a forbidden area and outsiders are not allowed to enter."
"I'm not an outsider, I'm the Second Manor Master."
"No one told me you were the second owner." The farmer looked at him warily. "You climbed over the wall into the village yesterday, and you even beat up our owner."
"Well, your owner and I are brothers, and I often beat him up." Zhang Shixun found this farmer very interesting, so he stood there and chatted with him: "I beat your owner, do you think I'm a bad person?"
"I don't know whether you are a bad person or not. I only know that the owner of the manor is a good person, a very good person."
"How is he good?"
"He built houses for us, found jobs for us, and paid us. Of course he's a good man."
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