This Northern Song Dynasty is a bit weird

Chapter 67 It's the Season of Animal Breeding Again
No matter how bright the sea of ​​flowers could not soothe Di Qing's depressed mood at the moment.

The position of the privy envoy is one of his obsessions, just like the tattoo on his face before.

Sitting in this position, he felt that he was struggling to stand up from the oppression of the civil servants.

But the problem was that he didn't feel the role he should play as a privy envoy.

In the court, the civil servants talked about political affairs, and he had no room to interrupt at all.

Because I don't understand... and in terms of military affairs, now that the southern border has been settled, and the war in the north is handled by the Zhe family and the Zhong family, his rash intervention will not only cause dissatisfaction between the two families, but even civil servants will doubt his motives.

So now he is more often standing in the courtroom, vacant for the post of privy envoy, but unable to speak at all.

It was also more than a month ago that Lu Sen's wonderful theory of 'fish that slipped through the net' completely detonated the topic circle of the entire Northern Song Dynasty. Anyone with a little spare money, whether it was a dignitary, a merchant or a pawn, went to the fortune-teller to take a share of it for himself. Gua.

Even Di Qing was no exception.

He pretended to be an ordinary rich man, and found a more reliable fortune-teller according to rumors, and calculated his future 'fate' for himself.

As a result, the fortune-teller said that he is now in the most prosperous period, and there is no way to make progress, and then it will prosper and decline, and there will even be a bloody disaster.

Di Qing didn't really believe in fate, and people who believed in fate wouldn't fight like him.

But Lu Sen's birth gave the whole Song an illusion: there are ghosts and gods in this world, it depends on whether you can touch them or not.

The fortune teller had just said that he had been very prosperous and declined for less than a month. At this time, Lu Sen, a genuine 'real person', asked him to give up his position as a privy envoy.

It fits perfectly with what the fortune teller said.

So now Di Qing was a little scared, but also a little relieved.

"Zhenzhen Lu seems to know my fate in the future?" Di Qing leaned forward slightly, staring at Lu Sen like eagle eyes: "Can't you end in a good life?"

When Duke Runan heard this, his eyebrows twitched, and he looked at Lu Sen in surprise.

"I don't know." Lu Sen flatly denied it, even his expression did not change: "I just think that General Di is not suitable for the position of Privy Councillor."

If ordinary people say that Di Qing is not suitable to be a privy envoy, he will naturally turn his face.

But Lu Sen is different, he is magical.

In this era, even the most reckless people still have a sense of reverence for ghosts and gods in their hearts.

"Since Lu Zhenren said that this general is not suitable to be a privy envoy, then it is not wrong to think about it." Di Qing did not know whether he had figured it out or what was going on. The expression on his face was much relieved. Asked: "Zhao Wangye, if I take my current title of Privy Council as a bet, can you let me go to the northwest."

Lu Sen smiled slightly.

Di Qing should be on the battlefield and should not be trapped in the court.

Prince Runan's face was calm, and his thoughts were spinning.

Although it is said that as a prince, he does not need to form a party for personal gain, but if he can use the title of privy envoy, he can indeed make a very beneficial operation.

Moreover, the possibility of the son-in-law being able to serve as a military supervisor will increase a lot.

"I'll do my best." King Runan thought about it for a while and said, "I can't guarantee it."

Di Qing held up the honey water and touched the other party: "I'm sorry, my lord."

The Prince of Runan County smiled and said, "You are polite."

A major official transaction was reached in a few words of the three.

That is simple and fast.

The Duke of Runan and Di Qing stayed in the courtyard for an hour before leaving together.

After that, Prince Runan began to frequently contact the civil service group, whether it was Taishi Pang's side or the Eight Sage Kings' side, they all walked around.

It can be said that he really worked hard for Lu Sen to become a supervisor.

Time passed by, and in the morning court more than ten days later, after the civil servants had finished their routine quarrel, it stands to reason that they should retreat to the court at this time.

But I don't know why, Zhao Zhen suddenly asked: "Zhenzhen Lu, it's been more than three months since you came to the court to listen, why haven't you expressed your political opinions?"

Lu Sen put his hands in his wide sleeves, his expression was flat, and said, "I don't understand government affairs."

Hearing this, almost all the ministers nodded secretly in their hearts.

Their personal feelings towards Lu Sen are actually quite good.

From before, Lu Sen dispelled the official family's thoughts of cultivating immortals, and then in the past three months, Lu Sen's attitude of just watching the play and not talking is really likable.

From a personal point of view, they have no prejudice against the Taoist group.

But he was afraid that Taoists would take advantage of their supernatural powers and lead the official family to the crooked way of asking only ghosts and gods and not the common people.

During this period of time, Lu Sen has neither intervened in the affairs of the state, nor did he intend to get close to the official family. Instead, he appeared to be reclusive and independent. It was indeed quite the artistic conception that they imagined that practitioners would not be stained with the world.

"I don't know about government affairs, so I can tell you some interesting things about magic." Zhao Zhen's tone was a little pleading: "Open your eyes to me and all the loving ministers."

There doesn't seem to be much to say either, the worldviews are all different...etc.

Lu Sen suddenly remembered, since he has the idea of ​​changing the 'style' of the Northern Song Dynasty, why not take this opportunity to make some 'spectacles'?
He just recently got the materials for the 'large projector' ready.

He moved immediately.

And the ministers in the court are all masters who are extremely observant, including Zhao Zhen.

He asked excitedly at the time: "Lu Zhenren wants to have a high opinion?"

Lu Sen shook his head: "I don't dare to do it. I just remembered the days when my master taught me to enlighten me."

Civil and military officials listened quietly.

"I haven't studied any Confucian classics. Since elementary school, I have mostly studied objects and arithmetic, as well as some peculiar knowledge." Lu Sen organized his own language as he spoke: "And the way the master teaches is also somewhat different from that. Different."

"How is it different?" Zhao Zhen asked curiously.

This is also the doubt of other courtiers. They want to know what kind of education can cultivate a person like Lu Sen who has great supernatural powers at a young age.

"The image of everything in the world." Lu Sen replied.

"Image?" Zhao Zhen pondered the word, he could vaguely feel the meaning of the word, which is the advantage of hieroglyphics, but he had no intuitive feeling: "Can you elaborate?"

"Shadow puppet officials should know."

Zhao Zhen nodded again and again.

"Images are extremely realistic shadow puppets."

"How realistic is it?"

"It's so realistic that officials would think it's true." Lu Sen continued: "Everything in the world unfolds before our eyes. It's as big as the sun, moon and stars, and as small as insects, ants, and mayflies."

Hearing Lu Sen say this, Zhao Zhen looked curious.

The same goes for other ministers.

"It's a pity that I can't see such a technique." Zhao Zhen was very disappointed.

Generally speaking, the Enlightenment of the 'Tao' school will not be casually known to outsiders.

"It's possible."

Hey?
Not to mention Zhao Zhen, even the other ministers were stunned.

"Can it be rumored?" Zhao Zhen excitedly stood up from the dragon chair and asked, "Master Lu Zhenren won't blame you?"

"It's just the basics of Mongolian learning, and it hasn't touched the core of this sect's magic."

"Who is destined to observe and study?" Zhao Zhen stepped down from the height, stood in front of Lu Sen, and asked, "Can my little one get this fate?"

Lu Sen thought about it for a while and said, "About this matter, I want everyone in Bianjing to see it. After all, the image is very big."

Big?

The ministers talked a lot, and some couldn't understand.

After all, there is no way for humans to imagine things that they have not seen before.

And Lu Sen wants the whole Bian capital to see it?

Bao Zheng frowned immediately, he was about to stand up, and suggested that too many Song Zimin should not ask for immortals.

But at this moment, the Eight Sages suddenly grabbed Bao Zheng and shook his head slightly.

Sure enough, Lu Sen continued: "The content shown in the image is a corner of the creatures in this world. It has nothing to do with magic, and it has nothing to do with cultivating immortals. Please rest assured."

Bao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then what can I do?"

"I need to build a large thin stone wall on the west wall, and ask the officials for permission."

"I won't tear down the western wall."

"Of course not, just a little taller."

Lu Sen chose there purely because there are fewer tall buildings on the west side, the view is wider, and at the same time, there are good viewing angles in the palace and Fanlou.

In fact, it is mainly Fan Lou.

The Duke of Runan really regards Lu Sen as a family. In the past three months, he has provided various suggestions and help, and it can be said that he has almost no secrets.

Lu Sen is not a white-eyed wolf either. Prince Runan treats him well, perhaps because of Zhao Bilian, but this does not prevent him from being grateful to Zhao Yunrang.

Therefore, the construction of the video screen behind the Fan Building is also a small return from Lu Sen to the King of Runan.

"Then I'm relieved." Zhao Zhen asked expectantly, "How long will it take to see the images?"

"As short as three days, as long as seven days." Lu Sen thought for a while, then estimated the time and said, "The more people there are, the faster it will be."

"Let the manpower issue be handed over to the Runan County Prince's Mansion." Zhao Yunrang immediately stood up and said, "The servants in the family are all assigned by the virtuous son-in-law."

In fact, when Lu Sen said that he needed manpower, many people wanted to volunteer to lend him the manpower to sell his favor.

But Zhao Yunrang took the initiative to stand up, and they could only retreat.

"Then wait for news from Zhenren Lu, and then retreat to the court if you have nothing to do."

In order to make Lu Sen work faster, Zhao Zhen took the initiative to ask the ministers to leave.

And as the courtiers went back to their homes, Lu Sen wanted to show the 'Xianjia Shadow Play' to the people in the capital, and it spread throughout the Bian capital in one afternoon.

There is a lot of discussion in the market, and they are all discussing how this fairy shadow play is different from the shadow play in the world!
For this reason, even in the past two or three days, the number of views of shadow puppets has been greatly driven.

Since you can't see Xianjia's shadow puppet play, let's take a look at ordinary shadow puppet play first.

At the same time, during these three days, Lu Sen did not go to the court again, but took the people from the Runan County Prince's Mansion to dig white stones by the river.

Make it into a block of bricks and put it into the system backpack.

Finally, it was brought to the west wall, and a white stone screen with a length of 50 meters and a height of 30 meters was built.

Although the shadow puppet show has not yet begun, the appearance of this stone screen is already surprising.

Because almost all the people in the city watched the construction of this white stone wall, and it was completed in just one hour.

Then Lu Sen entered the palace and informed the official family, and the screening started after 19:00 in the evening.

And this news also spread from the palace to the people.

A large number of ordinary people wear thick clothes and hold small wooden stools to occupy positions under the west city wall.

Even the cold winter can't stop their passion for watching fresh and lively.

There are also a large number of hawkers shouting around.

"Selling front row seats, benches, melon seeds and soy juice."

"Selling jerky, selling rice noodles!"

"Selling steamed buns, three coins per coin, hehehe."

Wait, I have to say that doing business in a lively place seems to be an instinct handed down from ancient times to the present.

The dignitaries naturally wouldn't crowd with the common people, they all ran to Fanlou, or sat in the restaurant next to Fanlou.

It doesn't matter if the price is two or three times more expensive than usual.

Bao Zheng and the Eight Sages were sitting on the west side of Fanlou, where they could see the white wall and the palace.

The Eight Sages had sharp eyes, and the candles in the palace were bright. He could even see Zhao Zhen holding his young son and sitting on the west side of the palace wall.

"Xiren, what do you think is the difference between Lu Zhenren's so-called 'Xianjia shadow play' and ordinary shadow play?"

Bao Zheng took a sip of Fen wine and said, "It's not that Lu Zhenren said it, it's much more real than the shadow play."

"It's still unimaginable. This shadow puppet show is behind a curtain. A few paper-cut villains are lit by candles, twisting and moving." The Eight Sage Kings were born in wealth, and when they were young, they thought they were delicious and fun. I haven't seen it before: "Xianjia's shadow puppet play has the word "Xianjia", and it is estimated that it should not be able to get rid of the essence of shadow play. This king is not very optimistic. If Lu Zhenren's shadow play this time is just a large paper-cutting figure, then It should be a big blow to his reputation."

"The bigger the expectation, the bigger the disappointment." Bao Zheng turned his head and looked at the open space in front of Fan Tower, under the city wall, crowded with a large number of people: "But this mansion is not the kind of person who cares about Lu Zhenren."

As he spoke, Sima Guang and several colleagues also came over.

After they made a virtual salute, they sat down beside them.

Sima Guang said, "I just walked around in Fanlou. Almost all the courtiers came, and a group of people were sitting in the restaurant next to me."

"It's a rare event, I hope Lu Zhenren doesn't screw it up." The Eight Sages crushed a walnut and stuffed the pulp into his mouth: "How long is it until Xu Shi?"

"It's less than half a column of incense." Sima Guang replied.

"Look at the city wall, isn't that Lu Zhenren? He seems to be holding something!" Bao Zheng pointed to the city wall.

A few people looked over, and they found that Lu Sen was tinkering with something in front of the white stone screen of the city wall.

A few people waited quietly... Or, the whole city of Bianjing was waiting quietly.

It was as if the world had suddenly quieted down.

After a while, a beam of light shot out from the black box that Lu Sen put down, and projected obliquely onto the white stone wall, spreading out.

Then, extremely gorgeous colors appeared on it. Light and shadow formed the heaven and the earth, the grassland, and the living grassland creatures.

At the same time, there was an exciting sound of music coming from the city wall.

"Is this the fairy's shadow play?"

The Eight Sages King muttered to himself, his voice so low that it was hard to hear.

In his eyes, on the stone screen, there was a world called wilderness that he had never seen before.

Between the big trees and green grass, there are countless herds of black cattle moving.

There were many lions roaming around, seemingly looking for something to hunt.

The above pictures, in his opinion, are all real.

It's not a shadow play at all, but a mirage of Xianjia.

At the same time, there was a warm and thick male voice, which came from the city wall at the same time.

"In this scorching land, it's animal mating season again."

(End of this chapter)