Guide to Traveling through the Northern Song Dynasty.

Chapter 312 0307 [Full of frustrated people]

After the restructuring of Yuanfeng, some road sub-officials were merged.

Guizhou is the capital of Guangxi, so the magistrate has several jobs.

Guangnan East Road Transfer Envoy and Guangnan West Road Transfer Envoy were merged into one Guangnan Road Transfer Envoy, whose office is located in Guangzhou.

However, someone had to be responsible for the transshipment work in Guangxi, so the magistrate of Guizhou was appointed as the Guangxi transshipment judge (the Fushu Road branch cannot concurrently serve as the Jiangxi transport judge, for example, Jiangxi Road).

Cai Yi's responsibilities are very heavy. He is also the prefect, the transport judge, and the Guangxi economic envoy.

But he just can't get interested, it's not as comfortable as traveling in mountains and rivers.

He dragged the torture envoy to use it, and rushed to visit Zhu Ming excitedly. It was nothing more than that Zhu Ming was "good at poetry" and was also under editorial management, so he could be absorbed as a travel companion.

Bowing to each other, revealing their identities.

Cai Yi asked with a smile: "It has been two or three days since I successfully came to Guizhou, but are you still used to the water and soil here?"

"Thank you, the eunuch, for caring about your crimes and taking care of yourself." Zhu Ming said.

Shang Yongzhi laughed and said, "It's easy to live with the situation. It really is one of my generation. When the spring begins, the scenery will be even more beautiful. If the weather is good, you can go to the scenic spots with us if you succeed. I also have some poems about success in Guangxi. I heard that the imperial court even sent an official document asking for a ban. Hahahaha!"

Shang Yong is a native of Yangzhou, and he has done so thoroughly. He did not leave any political achievements in Guizhou, but he left a bunch of poems to be passed down to future generations.

And, the tomb of his own bones.

This old man has been demoted for more than ten years and has been traveling in remote areas.

His last job was in Yongzhou, and he wrote a poem "You Danshanyan" that was quite depressing: "I come to train the fox and I don't know anything about it, and the old man plays with me. I don't care about it. I'm ashamed of my morals, and I feel ashamed like an ordinary person... ..."

It is precisely because his heart is as dead ashes that Shang Yongzhi fell in love with Buddhism.

Historically, he refused to be transferred to another place and lived directly in the temple.He also told the monks that if he died, he could find a place to bury him in Guilin.

Zhu Ming brewed a pot of tea himself and poured it for the two of them.

Cai Yi did not ask why Ju Ming was put under editorial supervision, but asked, "Are there any good poems in Tokyo recently?"

Zhu Ming cupped his hands towards the north: "The emperor had a masterpiece last year. The osmanthus is fragrant in three autumns and seven lixiang, and the wheat cloud is beautiful in nine summers. The chicken tongue is five thousand years old, and the chrysanthemum is yellow in nine days. It is a sentence essay. Le Weiyang."

"What a 'monarch and minister Yan Yan ascending to the level', the world is really prosperous and peaceful!" Shang Yong said with a strange yin and yang air.

Cai Yi said, "It's really disappointing. Why mention his poems?"

These two are the governors of Guizhou, and now Ju Ming is "living under the fence" and has to go to the government to report every month, so naturally he wants to make friends according to their wishes.

"Recently, I came across a complaint poem, I should share it with the two of you," Ju Ming said to Zeng Xiaoduan, "Bring your pen and ink."

Zeng Xiaoduan hurriedly fetched pen and ink, and watched the teacher write poems beside him.

Zhu Ming wrote with a stroke of his pen: haggard and short in the south of the city, Li Shen is short, and the sentimental black hat is stained with yellow dust.Reading can't make a living, and after reading the world, you die.In the setting sun, the mountains and rivers should call for wine, and the west wind and the world are worrying about people.Let him bees, butterflies and yellow flowers grow old, and the bright moon garden is Xiaochun.

After Monk Cai Yi read it, they all sighed silently. This poem was written in their hearts.

Compared with Li Shen, he was relegated frequently, and his ambition was hard to repay.I can only drink to the setting sun and live in misery in the west wind.Don't bother to think about all the troubles, let's just enjoy the life in front of us.

Isn't this a portrait of their half life?

After a long time, Cai Yi shook his head and smiled wryly: "The sentimental black hat is stained with yellow dust, we people are indeed being sentimental. The black hat is stained with yellow dust, which is purely our own fault."

Shang Yongzhi sighed: "Success is worthy of being a master of rhetoric. Only this one is enough for me to write a hundred poems in Guizhou. Let him grow old, and Mingyue Garden is Xiaochun. There is no need to say anything else, let me Go drink at home!"

Zhu Ming was dragged away like this, and he was going to have another drink. Officials in Guizhou seem to like drinking.

Zhang Tong savored the poem, and said to Li Bao: "Xianggong seems to be free and easy, but in fact he is depressed in his heart, and he just attracts and doesn't say it."

Li Bao put his hand on the handle of the knife: "When the new king takes the throne, Mr. Xiang will definitely return to Beijing, and then we will do something. Those treacherous villains will definitely make it easier for them!"

Clang!
Zhang Tang drew his sword out of its sheath and looked at the face reflected by the sword: "It's time to shave your beard, don't be sloppy all the time."

In the still-used house, before the food and wine were set out, Cai Yi shouted, "Go and invite Fan Tuanlian."

Zhu Ming asked, "Which Fan Tuanlian?"

Shang Yongzhi said: "Fan Zhiming, whose name is Uncle Hui, was the second in the list 20 years ago. On the crime Afu Zhang Xiang (Zhang Shangying), he was edited by Cai Jing and managed Qizhou for three years. Later, he was demoted to Yuezhou for less than a year. Liquor tax. Last year, Shangshu impeached the treacherous party and advised the emperor not to impose a liquor tax, so he was demoted to Guizhou as the deputy envoy of the regiment training."

Zhu Ming laughed and said, "I'm also a downtrodden person, so I really should call him for drinking."

I still used it to ask my servant to buy two fresh fish, which were just caught from the Li River.After preparing some meat and vegetables, the food was almost ready, and Fan Zhiming finally arrived.

"Brother Hui, come quickly," Cai Yi greeted, "This is Zhu Ming, Zhu Chenggong. It's not easy for you to get together here."

Fan Zhiming was in his early 20s when he was admitted to the second place, and he is only 43 now.But his temples were already grey, he looked quite haggard, and he was not in high spirits, so he bowed casually to Ju Ming.

Not only was he demoted, but his brother Fan Zhijun was also demoted, and the two brothers got along very badly.

When Yuezhou was collecting wine tax, Fan Zhiming could still maintain a normal mind. He wrote "Yueyang Fengtuji", which records the history of Yuezhou, changes in mountains and rivers, historical sites, local customs and so on.Now that he was thrown to Guizhou as a deputy training envoy, he really couldn't hold back, and he seemed to be ten years old in a year.

By the way, Fan Zhixu, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment who went home to attend the funeral, is the younger brother of Fan Zhiming and Fan Zhijun.The former is the Cai party, the latter two are the Zhang party, and the brothers are political enemies of each other.

Shang Yongzhi took out a poem: "Uncle Hui, take a look, this is a successful new work."

Fan Zhiming felt the same way after reading it, shook his head again and again, and actually joked: "This is not a successful new work, it is obviously my new work. My encounters in the past ten years have been written by this poem."

"Hahahaha!" Shang Yongzhi laughed out loud.

Cai Yi picked up his chopsticks and said, "Eat fish, just caught."

After Zhu Ming ate two pieces of fish, he clinked glasses with the crowd, and then ordered another drink.

Guizhou is too remote, so reports from the residence often lag behind by several months.

Fan Zhiming asked: "I heard that Cai Jing has resigned?"

Zhu Ming said: "Now that Wang Fu is the prime minister, even Zheng Juzhong has been transferred to the Privy Council to make way for him."

Cai Yi asked puzzledly: "Zheng Juzhong has always been favored, why did Cai Jing dismiss him, and he also went to the Privy Council? The fight between the snipe and the clam has benefited Wang Fu instead."

Zhu Ming explained: "Zheng Juzhong opposed the alliance with the Jin Dynasty and the Liao Dynasty."

"So that's how it is." Everyone understood and understood immediately.

In the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty, the power of the privy envoy was greater than that of the prime minister.In the mid-Northern Song Dynasty, the two were almost the same, relatively balanced.At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, the prime minister had completely overshadowed the privy envoys.

But Song Huizong liked to fight, and the power of the privy envoys also increased accordingly.

Asking Zheng Juzhong to be a privy envoy is to force him to agree to attack Liao.If the Liao Dynasty was not conquered, the power of the privy envoy would not be fully exerted, and he would always be suppressed by the prime minister Wang Fu.

Fan Zhiming felt unbelievable: "Fang La has not been flattened, Song Jiang has not been destroyed, there are big bandits in the north and south, why does Your Majesty still want to attack Liao?"

"It's unbelievable, but that's what the emperor thinks." Zhu Ming slowly picked up the fishbone.

Cai Yi said: "How do I feel, this Song Jiangshan..."

Shang Yongzhi said: "Is there anything you dare not say? The Great Song Dynasty is in imminent danger. What can we do? No matter how well Guizhou is governed, it is nothing more than sending more money and food to the imperial court, and handing over the people's fat and anointing to the Privy Council to fight. Why don't you practice the tricks of Huang Lao, travel around the mountains and rivers all day long, and don't disturb the people. If you don't pay enough food and taxes, you can't be promoted at most. Where can we get promoted?"

Cai Yi nodded: "That's true. When spring comes, I will go to climb mountains to enjoy flowers."

These two dudes, the vegetarian meal in the corpse actually makes sense, claiming to lie down for the sake of the common people.

However, Fan Zhiming shook his head: "Under the nest, how can there be any eggs? Although I don't know much about the Jin Kingdom, how could it be easy to fight against the Liao Kingdom? I have only heard of uniting the weak against the strong , there is no reason to unite the strong against the weak."

"Once the Liao Kingdom is destroyed, Song and Jin are bordering each other. How can my distressed army of the Song Dynasty resist the tiger-like Jin soldiers? It's fine if the Jin people don't go south. Once they go south, Shandong and Hebei have been exhausted for a long time, and they must be unable to stop Jin Soldiers. I'll play and drink here, but Kaifeng City can still stop the enemy's army?"

Zhu Ming couldn't help but put down his chopsticks, and looked at Fan Zhiming twice more.

"Why?" Cai Yi asked.

"Ugh!"

Fan Zhiming sat slumped on the chair.

Zhu Ming said with a smile: "It's a pity that we were demoted too far, otherwise we could still lead soldiers to serve the king."

"King Qin? Not so much." Cai Yi said in surprise.

Fan Zhiming said: "I have worked as a servant and served as the county magistrate of Fuguo in Shaanxi. I know what the army of the Song Dynasty looks like. Even the elite frontier army deserted countless soldiers every year. Because there were so many deserters, the court did not dare to punish them. Military officer, according to the law, there are not many people who lead the army. In recent years, natural disasters have continued, and there have been huge bandits in the southeast. How much money is left in the treasury? I am afraid that there is not even enough food and grass for the alliance to attack Liao."

Zhu Ming said: "I'm afraid that Tong Guan will really flatten Fang La. When the time comes, the scenery will be the same, and he will definitely be promoted to a noble. How could he give up his plan to conquer Liao in order to be crowned king?"

Snapped!
Shang Yongzhi slapped his chopsticks on the table, and said depressedly: "I didn't drink this wine very well, wasting two fresh fish."

Zhu Ming raised his glass and said with a smile: "It's all just guesswork. Maybe because of the lack of food and grass, the officials will stop attacking Liao. Drink!"

"Yes yes yes, let's drink and have fun." Cai Yi instantly became a man of life again, regardless of the flood in the north.

Zhu Ming said: "I want to give lectures in the Qixing Mountain Jielu, can you help me?"

Cai Yi said: "This matter is easy to hear. After I contact the wealthy households in Guizhou, let them raise money to build an academy, and then let their children enroll. It has been two years since the state school has not given a place for promotion (Tai Xue) and free meals. The accommodation has also been cancelled, and the number of students has become less and less. They also have nothing to go to, just go to the successful academy."

Fan Zhiming was so idle every day, he said: "After the academy is built, I will also give lectures, otherwise I don't know how to live."

(End of this chapter)