Prime Minister

Chapter 906
Zhang Yue's family traveled west along the canal by boat, and the boat moored overnight at Guazhou.

A few days ago, Zhang Yue had already heard the news of Wang Anshi's reunification, and he calculated that he would be able to meet him on the waterway in about a few days.

For a moment, Zhang Yue had the urge to meet Wang Anshi, relying on his credit for saving Wang Anguo and the fact that someone would always deal with Lu Huiqing after he returned to the court.

But Zhang Yue thought about Wang Anshi's habit of putting hot faces on cold butts, so he struggled for a while, and finally gave up the idea.

But Zhang Yue still slowed down his schedule and deliberately stayed for a day.

The boat passes through the land of Guazhou, where you can overlook Jingkou, connect Jiankang, Jicanghai and Jindajiang.In the first year of Xining, when Wang Anshi came to Beijing to pay homage to Hanlin scholars, he wrote a poem based on this poem, "Jingkou Guazhou is a river, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains."The spring breeze is green on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me?

Looking at Yangzhou from Guazhou Ferry, Zhang Yue remembered Wang Anshi's poem. Some people in later generations said that this poem was written by him when he passed by Guazhou when he was dismissed for the first time in the seventh year of Xining.

Here Zhang Yue can help Wang Anshi refute the rumors. Wang Anshi's "return" is definitely to return to Jiangning, not to "return" to the court.

When I came to Beijing for the first time, I could pretend to be aggressive, but when I came to Beijing for the second time, I was exhausted from the struggle for power and position, and my heart was tired by it. I am afraid that I will never be able to write such good poems again.

This is not like Su Shi, whose best poems seem to have been written on the way to relegation.

"Don't Cue, there are many lychees in Lingnan (just ask if Zhang Dun is angry). '

Therefore, it is said that the article hates fate, and Su Shi is also in relegation, so his poetry and prose flourish.Creation is such that the emotions are not in place, and you can't write good poems without being relegated.

The more Zhang thought about it, he was also on the way to relegation.

He stayed overnight at Guazhou Ferry, full of thoughts, looking at the bright moon just couldn't fall asleep, so he disembarked and took Tang Jiu, Peng Jingyi and a few entourages to a wine shop at the ferry.

It was already the beginning of the eighth year of Xining, but there were many people at the ferry, and several restaurants were overcrowded.

Zhang Yue wore a cloak and walked to a restaurant. He heard that the chef of this restaurant made good fresh fish soup, so he also came here especially for the name.

The dozen or so tables in the restaurant were full of people, and the shopkeeper had put together several tables, so it was very crowded.

The store partner heard that Zhang Yue wanted to eat fresh fish, so he went directly to the fishing boat moored by the river to fetch a big fish weighing five or six catties, put it in a basin and showed it to Zhang Yue, and then took it to the back kitchen slaughtered.

A large bowl of fresh fish soup was placed, served with side dishes, fruits, and a pot of warm rice wine. Zhang Yue, Tang Jiu, and Peng Jingyi ate fish here.

Use chopsticks to grab a large piece of fish, put it in your stomach with a cup of warm wine, and sip a few mouthfuls of fresh fish soup. This is a day like a fairy.

Tang Jiu kept calling for wine, and the shop assistant was busy with work.

Zhang Yue sighed: "How can Bianjing have such good fish and such good wine, it's the right trip to go out of Beijing this time."

After Zhang Yue finished speaking, a businessman at the next table came up and asked, "Are you from Bianjing?"

Zhang Yue nodded.

The businessman said: "I was planning to go to Hebei to do business, but I heard that the imperial court wanted to fight the Khitan and won 30 soldiers in Baojia, Hebei. People are panicking, I don't know if it's true?"

Zhang Yue sighed, "It's true that the family escaped and the refugees in Hebei are true."

The merchant said: "How can we make a living like this? What if the Khitan really calls?"

There are many businessmen like this in the restaurant, and one person said: "I came to Bianjing just now, and I heard that Xiao Xi, the envoy of the Liao Dynasty, has finally returned, but everyone in Beijing is worried. Letting Xiao Xi return to China at this time must be to inform the current court of reality."

"Is there any minister in the court who knows the soldiers and can reject Khitan?"

"If the Lord of Liao raises his troops and comes, who in the court can take responsibility?"

Another person said: "I heard that among the ministers, the only one who knows about military affairs is Zhang Duanming who has recovered the seven states in the Northwest! But I don't know why he is allowed to go out at this time?"

"Khitan soldiers are in the country, just like robbers blocking the door of the house. How can Zhang Duanming go to the southeast at this time?"

One person sneered and said, "What's so important to know about this? I heard that Zhang Duanming is at odds with a certain minister in the court. The other party can't wait for him to go further and further away."

"Hey, factionalism! It's factionalism again."

"I can't say that. Now that the Son of Heaven is in power, there is no party dispute. We still don't discuss government affairs, so as not to cause trouble to the upper body."

"Exactly, exactly."

Zhang Yue ate a big mouthful of fresh fish. When he heard others talking about him, he just smiled, as if it didn't matter.

After leaving Beijing, his mentality seemed to lie flat.

But this lying down is not the numbness after being demoted from Beijing, but just not internal friction.

It is not up to the court to decide whether to use him or not at this moment.Instead of rolling inward, it's better to lie flat in the rivers and lakes. Since Lu Huiqing sees herself as a hindrance, then I'll be 'indisputable' at worst.

However, these emotions were suddenly aroused by the other party's words just now, and Zhang Yue knew that he was still "unyielding" after all.

Everyone in the restaurant chatted, but Zhang Yue's thoughts went far away. From the river waves beside the ferry, he recalled the sound of gold and iron horses when he was in the northwest.

Zhang Yue thought to himself, when he pacified Xihe, he was full of ambition, thinking that he would have a great effect after returning to the court, but now he is forced to go to the southeast, which is really a joke.

Thinking of this, the already half-drunk Zhang Yue got up with his cloak on and walked to the bar of the wine shop. I don't know when it was snowing lightly at Guazhoudu at night.

On a snowy night, Zhang Yue looked at the shadowy Gudu with a lot of emotion, but when he looked back, he saw that many poems had been inscribed on a white wall in the restaurant.

Zhang Yue thought about it for a while, so he ordered the shop assistant to fetch pens and inks.

Zhang Yue dipped his pen in the ink, walked to the empty space in front of the wall, paused for a moment, and wiped the ink on the spot.

When I was young, I knew that the world was difficult, and Yan Yunbei looked like a mountain.

Building boats crossing Guazhou in snow at night, iron horses and autumn winds in ancient Xiaoguan.

The Great Wall is empty, and the temple has been spotted in the mirror.

Out of the teacher's list of real names, a thousand years who can be compared.

After writing this, Zhang Yue stared at the wall and said to himself, Lu Huiqing, didn't you let me go as far as possible?I am not as good as you.

Zhang Yue signed next to the poem, Urashiro Shozaburo!
After finishing writing, Zhang Yue still had the intention of fighting against Lu Huiqing, but in the end, his ambition to serve the country could not be dispelled.Then he called Tang Jiu, and Peng Jingyi immediately returned to the boat to rest, and left Guazhoudu the next day.

As for the poem written by Zhang Yue in the restaurant, no one paid attention to it for a while.

Two days after arriving, an official happened to pass by here on his way to Bianjing, and he also came to the restaurant to eat fish and wine.

Just when the wine was in full swing, he went out to sober up and had nothing to do but he also looked at the inscription on the wall.

Most of these poems are ridiculous and difficult to catch the other party's eyes, but only when they read "I knew the world was difficult in my early years", they stopped.

This is not only a good poem, but also a better word. When the officials wondered who wrote this poem, they didn't see the signature on the side.

The official didn't hesitate to see this, so he copied it immediately. A few days later, with the other party entering Beijing, the poem was also spread in Bianjing.

Just like Ouyang Xiu was demoted to Chuzhou as the Drunkard Pavilion and was remembered by Emperor Renzong, this poem made the officials and people in the court recite Zhang Yue's name again.

(End of this chapter)