Dou Yujun was stunned when he heard this, and looked at his mother with a doubtful expression.
However, due to Zhu Li's identity, the two did not dare to question him directly, so they could only bow and say, "Sir, please forgive me for being so rude. I haven't asked for your name yet."
Seeing the mother and son's uncertain expressions, Zhang Guimou interrupted at the right time and said, "This is my envoy, Zhu Li, the governor of Shuozhou."
"Zhu Li from Shuozhou?" Upon hearing that this person was the governor of Shuozhou, not only the Dou mother and son were shocked, but even Li Xinai and the surrounding onlookers were extremely shocked.
Zhu Li now is no longer an unknown figure.
Speaking of which, he should be thankful for Tian Lingzi, Li Keyong and others. Some time ago, the documents for the arrest of Zhu Li were posted all over the world, making it difficult for him not to become famous.
Although everyone in the entire Tang Dynasty knew that Zhu Li was a rebel.
But also for this reason, all of Zhu Li's deeds since his birth were dug up, for example: beheading thirteen Shatuo generals in the Weizhou battle, offering a plan to capture Fu Wenda alive, capturing Meng Juehai alive on horseback by the Weishui River, burning down the camps, and retaking Chang'an, etc.
Different people have different opinions. Don't think that everyone is blind. Even though ordinary people are easy to fool, some wise people have different opinions.
What's more, in recent years, places like Daishuo have been booming, and people's lives are becoming more and more affluent. This is not something that a person who brings chaos to the world and is rebellious and unjust can do.
To the common people in the north, Zhu Li was not a rebel, but a rare good official.
What's more, in the northern border of the Tang Dynasty, apart from Li Keju, Zhu Li is the biggest warlord. Who would dare to look down on him
This is a person who is in charge of twelve states, not including the states and counties in the Sanggan region. Although he holds the title of governor, he is more powerful than many Jiedushi.
Neither Dou Yujun and his mother nor Li Xinai dared to ignore what he said.
When they heard that the person in front of them was such a character, there was no need to hesitate. The Dou mother and son thanked them repeatedly.
Then he immediately rushed back home, probably to pick up the daughter-in-law of the Dou family to treat the patient.
After watching the Dou family mother and son leave, Zhu Li looked at Li Xinai again and said sincerely: "Sir, you have extraordinary attainments in writing. I wonder if you have ever thought about expanding the scale of manufacturing?"
"If you are interested, I am willing to sign a contract with you. You only need to focus on manufacturing, raw materials, and sales. I will hire someone to take over, so you don't have to run around."
Li Xinai was shocked and puzzled by Zhu Li's words. In the feudal dynasty, the classes of scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans were well organized. His family had been making and selling ink for generations, and they were already at the bottom of the social class. He did not expect that Zhu Li did not despise him, but was willing to support him in making ink. It would have been strange if he was not surprised.
However, knowing the identity of the person in front of him, he did not dare to think that the other party was talking nonsense. Li Xinai was very tempted by Zhu Li's proposal.
His fine ink painting skills caught Zhu Li's eye, which was something he had never dreamed of. The world was in chaos now and it was very difficult to collect raw materials. Li Xinai and his son Li Chao were living in extreme poverty. If they had official support from Shuozhou, their lives would obviously be much better. How could he not be happy
With this in mind, Li Xinai agreed to Zhu Li's suggestion without hesitation. After expressing his gratitude, he hurried back to his residence, presumably to pick up his son.
"The envoy will also govern
Sick?" After the dispute was resolved, Zhang Guimu looked at Zhu Li curiously.
However, before Zhu Li could explain, Zhao Jing, the secretary beside Zhang Guimou, immediately complimented him: "Your Excellency is the bravest among the three armies, and you are capable of doing anything. You pacified Shatuo and recovered Chang'an, and you even know medical skills. I really admire you."
Whether in ancient times or in later generations, it is extremely impolite for subordinates to interrupt a senior leader when he is speaking without asking. Zhao Jing interrupted and praised Zhang Guimou without permission, which showed that he had ulterior motives.
Not only Zhang Guimou realized this, but Zhu Li also realized it.
Zhu Li glanced at Zhang Guimou, and Zhang Guimou gave him a helpless look in return, which meant that he didn't know what Zhao Jing was up to. He hadn't finished speaking when this guy interrupted him, and it was obvious that he hadn't finished speaking.
"Who is this?" Zhu Li did not lose his temper, but just looked at the young clerk curiously.
Zhang Guimou was about to introduce himself, but Zhao Jing spoke first: "My name is Zhao Jing, a descendant of Zhao Guanghan, the Jingzhao Yin of the Western Han Dynasty. My father, Zhao Xian, is a servant under Lord Li of Fanyang."
Zhao Jing's face was full of smiles, and his expression seemed to be saying, "My father is Li Gang." He also had an amazing ancestor who served as Jingzhao Yin during the Western Han Dynasty.
The world is so big, there are all kinds of people. There are also many people whose father is Li Gang. Although such people are annoying to everyone, they are not necessarily bad people. Most of them are born with a strong sense of inferiority, so they have to borrow the titles of aunts and uncles to make people pay attention to them.
"Okay, okay, do you want to say that your grandfather was Zhao and was a county magistrate?" Zhang Guimou seemed to know this man very well and immediately shouted impatiently.
Zhang Guimou's interruption made Zhao Jing a little embarrassed, but after hesitating for a while, he bravely bowed to Zhu Li and said, "Your Excellency, I heard that Master Jing Hao lives in Shanyang. Please forgive me for being so presumptuous. Do you know Mr. Jing Hao's address in Shanyang?"
"You want to know Jing Hao's address, what's the matter?" Zhu Li was very surprised when he heard this. He thought that Zhao Jing was so reckless for the sake of official position, but unfortunately he was wrong. From Zhao Jing's tone, praising him so much, it turned out that Xiang Zhuang's sword dance was aimed at "King of Pei".
Zhao Jing immediately put on a worshipful look and said respectfully, "Mr. Jing Hao is a master of landscape painting. I am also very passionate about painting and have admired Mr. Jing for a long time."
"Five years ago, my wife gave birth to a son. My eldest son is named Hongyin. I thought it would be better to let my eldest son become Mr. Jing's disciple. As long as things go well, I can also take the opportunity to learn a thing or two from Mr. Jing." Zhao Jing carefully explained the reason, and even did not hide his own little thoughts.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Li and Zhang Guimou looked at each other and suddenly realized that this guy was actually a painting fanatic and a huge admirer of Jing Hao. Wait, what did he say? What was his son’s name
Hong Yin
Zhao Hongyin
This really shocked Zhu Li. Who is Zhao Hongyin? He is Zhao Kuangyin's biological father. Since Zhao Jing's son is Zhao Hongyin, then isn't he Zhao Kuangyin's grandfather
Although the possibility of having the same name is not ruled out, the fact that he appeared in the north and was called Zhao Hongyin makes people suspicious.
When he thought of this, Zhu Li began to look at this little bookkeeper strangely.
Come, there is no way. Anyone who knows that there is a person standing in front of him who is very likely to be Zhao Kuangyin’s grandfather, as long as it is a soul from later generations, will inevitably pay homage to him.
To be honest, Zhao Jing looks ordinary, but there are many ordinary people whose descendants have produced countless outstanding figures.
Aren’t Liu Bang’s ancestors ordinary? Yet they raised Emperor Gaozu of Han who conquered the world with a three-foot-long sword; aren’t Zhu Yuanzhang’s ancestors ordinary? Yet they raised an emperor who overthrew the Yuan Dynasty.
Thinking of this, Zhu Li said in a daze: "I think you don't need to go to Shanyang. Mr. Jing Hao has already served in Wutai County. As a county magistrate, he should be in the county government for a short time. If you really want to visit him, go to Wutai County."
"Ah" Zhao Jing was shocked when he heard this. No matter how hard he tried, he could not imagine that a great painter like Jing Hao would become a county magistrate.
"Don't be surprised. Just a few days ago, I personally appointed him as the magistrate of Wutai County." Zhu Li said earnestly.
Zhang Guimou looked at Zhao Jing who looked incredulous and said unhappily, "The envoy said that Jing Hao is already a county magistrate. What are you talking about? Don't you even believe the envoy's words? You are really brave."
"Ah, no, Your Excellency the Governor has misunderstood. I just think it is incredible that the great painter Jing Hao can become a county magistrate. But I would never dare to doubt Your Excellency's words." Zhao Jing hurriedly bowed and explained, fearing that Zhang Guimou would take the opportunity to beat him up.
Zhu Li didn't care whether Zhao Jing doubted his words or not. No matter how arrogant you are, there will still be people who don't believe what you say, or even hold different opinions. This is inevitable. The more you argue, the clearer the truth becomes. True gold is not afraid of fire.
For Zhu Li, the trip to Beikou was definitely worthwhile.
His original intention was just to visit Zhang Guimou, his former third brother, and remind him to be careful and guard against the Di people in the north. He didn't expect to meet three extraordinary figures here.
Not to mention Li Xinai and Dou Yujun, even this Zhao Jing, if he was really Zhao Kuangyin's grandfather, would be a talent at the provincial governor level.
Zhu Li was warmly received by Zhang Guimou when he arrived. The two brothers drank together and Zhu Li stayed at Zhang's house that night.
The next day, Dou Yujun and Li Xinai both arrived.
Dou Yujun brought with him a pretty young woman who was about twenty-two or twenty-three years old; Li Xinai brought with him a boy who was about ten years old.
After some politeness, Zhu Li first settled the Li father and son, then invited Dou Yujun and his wife into the inner room, and pushed everyone away. Only then did he let Mrs. Dou lift up her sleeves and look at the diseased skin.
Mrs. Dou's arms were like pickled radishes, red and covered with small bumps. The whole arm looked as if it was sprinkled with a layer of salt, and it seemed that it was itchy and scratched to the point of peeling.
When Zhu Li saw this symptom, an ancient Shanhaijing suddenly flashed in his mind, and a roaring sound like a huge bell rang out: "In the Shicui Mountain, there are many palm trees and many grasses. They are shaped like leeks, but with white flowers and black fruits. Eating them can cause scabies."
As the sound rang out, an illusory grass that looked like leek, carrying a dark fruit, floated out. Suddenly, it jumped out of Zhu Li's sea of consciousness and flashed to the side of Madam Dou. Then it turned into countless brilliant spots of light, falling slowly onto Madam Dou's body surface and slowly sinking into her body.