Northern Song Dynasty: It’s a showdown, who said I, Zhao Zhen, don’t have a son?

Chapter 3 The old slave lived up to his trust and brought the prince back to Bianjing

"This is your money, take it and get out of here!"

The news here quickly spread, and many passers-by and guests looked over.

The young scholar who was pointed at and scolded was stunned at first, as if he didn't expect that a street vendor would dare to treat him like this, and then he became angry.

"How presumptuous! You don't want to open a foot shop!"

"I won't do your business anyway, Uncle Guo, withdraw theirs!"

Guo Huai from the side rushed over and watched the people on both sides hesitate. After all, it would be hard to offend either side.

The man who was called Mr. Jia stood up slowly, clasped his fists at Zhao He and said with a smile: "This young man, I don't know why he suddenly got so angry and didn't even do business. Could it be that I was waiting for something to say to him?" Xiaolang?"

Zhao He saw that his expression was calm and did not seem to be hypocritical, so he said coldly: "Although I am a commoner and have no knowledge of Confucius and Mencius, I am not a fool who does not distinguish between good and bad."

"Xianggong Fan, Xianggong Fu, and Xianggong Ouyang carried out the New Deal for the benefit of the country. They equalized land and reduced corvee work to benefit the people. They recruited talents for the officialdom through fine tribute. They reorganized the armament and increased the army's combat effectiveness. How did it become in the eyes of you and others? A person who brings disaster to the country and the people!"

The scholar was not a good person, so he directly replied: "Ignorant boy! How arrogant! How can you know that under this new policy, countless officials are all self-reliant without even reading a book!"

"What you call people who seek profit for the country, form cliques for personal gain, use the rights given to them by the government to eliminate dissident parties in the DPRK, think themselves arrogant in the DPRK, and even the officials don't look down on them!"

Zhao He snorted coldly and said: "It's a joke. Some officials who are dead and living without food are of no benefit to the country. They are in high positions but don't want to serve the country. They only seek benefit for themselves. What's the use of keeping them!"

The scholar was stunned for a moment, but his momentum remained unabated: "What's the explanation for the army? The disasters of the feudal towns in the Tang Dynasty are vivid before our eyes. If the military power was too powerful and the defenders refused to defend one side, wouldn't it lead to a huge disaster? "

Zhao He said: "The Liao Kingdom and Xixia are coming, you go and lead the troops to fight!"

The scholar choked for a moment and wanted to speak again, but Zhao He did not give him a chance: "The New Deal certainly has many imperfections, and it did not take into account the strong backlash from the scholar-bureaucrats and other powerful classes. Moreover, some problems have been occurring for a long time. It is simply unrealistic to solve it by means!”

The poverty and weakness of the Northern Song Dynasty was the result of a long-term backlog. It was almost a stubborn disease. Although it was cured on the surface, it was difficult to manage the inside. It was definitely not easy to improve.

"Furthermore, the New Deal itself has many problems. It does not take into account the needs of various strata of forces, does not weigh the interests of all parties in place, and does not take into account the general trend. It is doomed to fail when it occurs."

The scholar seemed confident: "Then what else do you have to say?"

Zhao He sneered and said: "But you are saying that Fan Xianggong and others are causing harm to the country and the people, which is absolutely not allowed. Not only will I not agree, but the people of this world will not agree either!"

"Fan Xianggong and others served the country and the people and launched the New Deal in an attempt to change the current situation of the Song Dynasty. You are calling them so unbearable. It's really ridiculous!"

The ills of a dynasty have arisen since its emergence, and will increase over time. These ills will become more and more powerful, until one day it becomes terminally ill, which means that the dynasty is also over.

Zhao He had looked at the Spring and Autumn Period of China for thousands of years, and he had already seen this clearly in the Northern Song Dynasty. Now it is easy to fight against a scholar who is stupid in reading.

The scholar was completely speechless, but he choked his neck and still refused to accept it. The old man beside him also thought about Zhao He's words for a while, and finally smiled.

"It's unbelievable that at such a young age, Xiaolang has such insights into court affairs. It's extremely rare. Today's incident is just like us bumping into the store. I'm sorry."

The old man cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and then left with the scholar. The latter still looked angry: "Jia Gong, this person is too arrogant."

After the two left, there was a burst of applause from all around. After all, ordinary people like them are the ones who can best feel the benefits of the New Deal, so they will naturally think of the kindness of the New Deal.

Fan Zhongyan on the side was deeply moved when he saw this. The world is so big, and since the people can understand him, then his efforts are not in vain!Zhao Zhen couldn't help but admire him. This young man could speak freely in front of the prime minister at such a young age. Even if he didn't know the identity of the other party, he still had this temperament.

I just don't know if he is.
Suddenly Zhao He came over with a plate of fried dumplings and placed it in front of the two of them.

Zhao He explained with a dark face: "Originally, what they ordered has not been delivered yet, so please eat it!"

Fan Zhongyan was immediately overjoyed. Because of the presence of the official family, he hadn't eaten enough of the fried buns yet!
"Thank you, Mr. Lang."

Fan Zhongyan smiled and then continued: "I just saw that the young man's demeanor is extraordinary. He must have read a book. But at this age, why don't you get a degree?"

Zhao He waved his hand: "I'm not interested. I've been scheming all day. I feel tired just thinking about it. Besides, I may not be able to pass the exam."

Fan Zhongyan didn't care about the following sentence, but the intriguing sentence before: "Young man is young and so smart. I must have learned some skills after studying for a few years. But when I just listened to you, it seemed that Is it because of certain things that you don’t want to become an official in the court?”

Zhao He shook his head. He didn't want to become an official in the court simply because he had never read the books required for the imperial examination. In the ancient imperial examination, a small scholar was only one from a thousand. If he wanted to become an official, he had to at least reach The level of candidates is similar to those at the top of the province.

Instead of seeking fame, entering the court, and scheming with others, why not make money, have a mansion, a carriage, and a little girl, and test your sister's fame?
"Purely no interest, nothing else."

Seeing this, Fan Zhongyan sighed and said: "If you want to obtain a meritorious position, you can write to the prefect of Dengzhou. I still have the qualifications to recommend someone for the imperial examination."

Zhao He didn't take it seriously. He looked at the diners around him and saw that there were only four or five people left, so he hurriedly urged them.

"Eat quickly, I'm still waiting to go home and go to bed, don't leave any ink marks!"

Suddenly a diner was unhappy: "I spend money to eat at your house and still chase people away? Are you doing this kind of business?"

"I beg you to eat it? If you don't want to eat it, get out!"

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Fan Zhongyan shook his head: "This guy is smart, but his temper is too rough and needs to be polished."

But in Zhao Zhen's eyes, this is nothing but recklessness. This is called Kuoda!

The man should be so!
Not far away, he suddenly saw Guo Huai appearing in a corner.

Zhao Zhen's face suddenly darkened: "I'm going to the toilet, Xiwen, you eat first."

Fan Zhongyan glanced at Zhao Zhen and said, "The officials don't have to go far, and the ministers can feel at ease."

Zhao Zhen stood up and walked towards the corner. There was no one around. Guo Huai, who was already gray-haired, fell to his knees with a pop.

"Greetings, old slave, official!"

Zhao Zhen pointed at Zhao He's position with trembling fingers and said in a trembling voice: "That boy"

"The official family, the old slave lived up to the great trust and brought the prince back to Bianjing."

Zhao Zhen froze on the spot, looking up at Zhao He who was busy in the distance and was speechless for a long time.

(End of this chapter)