marquis of jingan

Hearing the old man call Mr. Zhao's real name "Zhao Zhi", Shen Yi was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at the old man.

He also looks about 70 years old, and his hair is half white, even a little messy.

In the circle of civil servants, there are many rules. For example, between the same generation and the same level, they usually refer to each other by their names. Even the elders rarely call the juniors by their names.

Unless there is a grudge, it is impossible to call her real name directly.

And Zhao Changping is Zhang Jian's teacher, in front of Zhang Jian, even an enemy can't call him that.

Shen Yi turned his head and glanced at Zhang Jian.

The latter was not angry, but smiling.

Shen Yi was thoughtful.

As far as he knew, Zhongshu did not have a prime minister named Liu, that is to say, the old man in front of him was not a prime minister, and Shen Yi, who was born in Ganquan Academy, did not remember any seniors named Liu in the academy.

Then, there is only one possibility.

Shen Yi turned around, slightly bowed his body and cupped his hands: "Jiangdu's last student, Shen Yi, pays homage to Old Shangshu Liu."

Liu Jizhang, Minister of the Household Department, Zhao Changping's immediate boss.

And he has been his immediate boss for more than ten years.

In his capacity, calling Zhao Changping by his real name in a joking way is naturally very normal.

Hearing Shen Yi's words, Prime Minister Zhang Jing placed a piece on the chessboard and smiled heartily.

"Look at how powerful Zhao Shilang's descendants are. One sentence will destroy your origin."

Liu Shangshu is going to retire next month, and he was not angry when he heard the words. He just glanced at Shen Yi and said with a smile: "This kid does have some spiritual energy. This Ganquan Academy has just gone to hell. It has been a few decades since there are many talented people. Whenever I have free time, the old man must go there to see what is so strange there."

"Isn't it?"

Zhang Xiang said with a smile: "Zhao Shilang, who was born in Ganquan Academy, will send you, an old boss, back to his hometown to farm soon."

"Bullshit."

Liu Shangshu snorted: "This old man took the initiative to become an official."

He stroked the beard on his chin, and said with a smile: "If the old man is cheeky and doesn't move, that kid will have to work hard for the old man for a few years."

Liu Shangshu has grown older in the past few years, and he is gradually unable to do what he wants to do in the court. Most of the time, Zhao Changping is doing it, and he can be regarded as a deputy doing the main job.

due to this reason.When Zhang Jian was in front of Zhao Changping, he once joked that one day he would beat old man Liu and ask him to obediently give up the position of Minister of the Household Department.

Hearing Liu Jizhang's words, Zhang Jing stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "Zhao Shilang has enough qualifications and talents, you can't hold him down anymore, if you don't obediently move and give him the position of Minister of the Household Department, I'm afraid he will I'm about to enter Zhongshu to pay homage to the prime minister."

When mentioning paying homage to the prime minister, Old Man Liu was full of displeasure: "What's so great about paying homage to the prime minister? You prime ministers from Zhongshu, every day when you open your eyes, you ask my household department for money. There is no other thing besides asking for money. .”

The two old men bickered with each other, and after a while, the game of chess was over, and Liu Jizhang won the two eyes, laughing happily.

The old man stood up from the chair, turned his head to look at Shen Yi seriously, and said, "Sure enough, he is a handsome young man."

He stroked the beard on his chin, and said with a smile: "After the list was released this year, I knew that there was a young Jinshi in Ganquan Academy. The old man once asked Zhao Zhi to be a matchmaker and choose one of the granddaughters in the old man's family." Here it is, who knows that Zhao Zhi is stubborn and refuses to agree."

Liu Shangshu looked at Shen Yi, smiled and said, "Has Zhao Zhi never mentioned this to you?"

Shen Yi quickly shook his head: "No."

Liu Shangshu let out a muffled snort: "The old man guessed right."

The old man looked at Shen Yi and asked, "I heard that you got engaged to the daughter of Lu Anshi's family a few days ago, right?"

Shen Yi bowed his head and said yes.

"This is called the fat water does not flow to outsiders' fields."

Liu Shangshu curled his lips: "The good young man from Ganquan Academy, that kid is reluctant to show it."

"What a mess."

Liu Shangshu said with a half-joking smile: "You are a young Jinshi, you don't know how popular you are in Jiankang, if you are brought out to marry, Ganquan Academy can grow even bigger, who knows..."

When he said this, Zhang Jing on the side coughed, frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about in front of the child? You are quite old, and you don't look like an elder at all."

With that said, Zhang Jing stood up with Zhang Jian's support, looked at Shen Yi, smiled and said, "Is it Ziheng?"

"Don't pay attention to this strange old man, go to the old man's study to talk."

After all, the old man left with Zhang Jian's support.

Shen Yi turned his head and bowed to Liu Shangshu, and then followed Zhang Jian to Zhang Xiang's study.

Zhang Xiang's study is huge.

It is bigger than all the study rooms that Shen Yi has seen.

From the appearance, it should be the prime minister who opened up several houses to make such a huge study.

There are two wooden pillars in the study room, the pillars are painted with black paint, and two lines of poems are engraved on the black paint at some time.

The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me.

Shen Yi looked at the two wooden pillars and did not speak for a long time.

Zhang Xiang sat down in his seat.

"I found someone to engrave it last year. I like these two sentences very much."

The old man stroked his beard, and said in a calm voice, "This old man is 70 years old. When he was young, he grew up in the north."

Shen Yi turned his head back, bowed his head slightly to the old Xiangguo and said, "Occasionally I got a broken sentence, which made Xiangguo laugh."

"The old man didn't smile."

Zhang Jing sat on the chair and sighed: "When I heard this sentence last year, I cried for a long time in the study, but I was very careful not to let anyone hear me."

As he said that, the old man pointed to the few books on his desk, and said slowly: "I heard from Dasun that you are coming today, last night I found some books on the bookshelf and gave them to you as gifts. "

Zhang Jian quickly took a few books on the table and handed them to Shen Yi.

Shen Yi took it with both hands.

The top one is "Dachen Geographical Maps"

The next few books are covered by this geographic atlas and cannot be seen.

"Sixty years ago, when the land of Shenzhou sank, Emperor Sejong traveled to the south. The whole court felt it was a great shame and humiliation, and determined to regain the lost land and return the old capital."

"At that time, everyone thought that in time the imperial court would be able to drive out the Hulu."

The old Xiangguo said in a low tone: "During the time of Emperor Xianzong, the court defeated the Hu people several times, and the whole court thought that we could expel the Hu captives in the Northern Expedition and return the old capital."

"At that time, the old man had just won the Jinshi, and he was very high-spirited. He wished he could raise his sword and go northward to wipe out the bandits."

When he said these words, old Xiangguo's eyes shone with light.

This light gradually dimmed.

"Later, the voice of the Northern Expedition in the court became weaker and weaker."

"Gradually, no one mentioned these two words."

"Gradually, many people have forgotten these two words."

Zhang Jing's tone was faint: "Gradually, some people in the imperial court began to propose establishing Jiankang as the new capital."

He looked up at Shen Yi with an old and desolate tone.

"The old man's generation is already the last generation of northerners."

"After a hundred years from my generation, most people will forget what the north side looks like."

Zhang Jing looked at Shen Yi quietly: "Until you Shen Ziheng appeared."

Until the spring breeze returns to the south bank of the green river, when the bright moon will shine, I will still appear in Jiankang.

On that day, countless old people from Nandu expatriates sat in front of their homes, sat on the ground, lay on their beds, and wailed loudly.

Zhang Jing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally heaved a long sigh and didn't continue.

This responsibility is too heavy.

Their generation, and even previous generations have not taken it up, and there is no reason to force this responsibility on the shoulders of a young man.

The thousand words of old Xiangguo finally turned into one sentence.

"If you have time, come to Zhang's house and walk around."

Shen Yi lowered his head silently and said, "Your junior obeys."

The old Xiangguo showed a smile on his face.

"Young people are busy, so the old man won't keep you any longer, Jane."

Zhang Jian lowered her head.

"Grandson is here."

Zhang Xiang took a deep breath.

"Send Mr. Shen off for the old man."