Compete for the Song Dynasty

Wang Pang was too sharp and too pushy. He didn't know that he was so energetic that he forgot his own age - 14 years old.

All eyes were on him, some admired and some envied and hated.People are like this, when a tree grows big, it attracts the wind.Especially on such occasions as the emperor feasting his ministers.

Some ministers whispered to each other, and some who didn't know the king asked the people next to him, whose family is this child.Ouyang Xiu said: "This kid has a history, he is Master Bao's adoptive son." Some ministers echoed: "Yes, I heard that Master Bao has adopted a adoptive son, and he is very courageous." Ouyang Xiu went on to say "Do you know who this son's biological father is?" Everyone whispered to each other, and some said: "I heard it is Lord Wang Anshi."

Renzong couldn't stand the loneliness and seeing everyone's excitement, he said: "I also heard that he is learning martial arts from Master Di Qing?" He turned to look at Di Qing.

Di Qing said: "Reporting to the emperor, I also saw that this child is a malleable talent. He just taught him how to ride horses and shoot arrows."

Renzong said, "Then I want to see how your master teaches and how this student learns." After finishing speaking, he ordered outside the main hall to prepare straw target bows and arrows.

After a while, an arrow target was placed far from the gate of the main hall, and Renzong said: "This fourth cup of imperial wine, let the king perform art, come, give me wine!"

After speaking, the maid refills the wine for the ministers.

Wang Pang walked to the entrance of the hall according to the order, and several guards separated to the left and right. When Wang Pang came out, a guard handed Wang Pang a bow and three arrows.

Wang Pang took it over and pulled the bow. Fortunately, he could pull it. He turned around and looked at the hall and was startled.Several guards had already blocked the door of the main hall behind him, holding bright knives in their hands. "This is the legendary guard with a sword in front of the palace." Wang Pang thought to himself, taking a breath, fortunately he didn't raise his bow when he turned his head, otherwise his head would have fallen to the ground.

Quickly gather your mind, you can't make a fool of yourself at this time, and think silently: the front handle is like Mount Tai, the back handle is like holding a baby, the bow is like a full moon, and the arrow is like a shooting star. "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" fired three shots in a row, and all of them hit the bull's-eye.Then he gave the bow to the guards, one guard took the bow, the other guards moved out of the way, and the king went back to the hall. At this time, the eunuch carried the arrow target into the hall for Renzong to see.Renzong looked at it, and asked the ministers to look at it too.Everyone cheered and said, "Good" Wang Pang felt even more arrogant.

Wang Anshi's expression didn't change, and he couldn't see how happy he was.At this time, there was another person with no expression on his face. From the very beginning, he kept silent and watched what happened quietly. This person was none other than Sima Guang. He was a little jealous. Wang Pang was younger than him. He is more proud of himself; but he is also vaguely worried; this Wang Pang is so young that he can handle with ease in front of so many high-ranking officials.

Just as he was thinking about it, Han Qi let out a disdainful "hum".Now Wang Yaochen seems to feel that someone is backing him. If Di Qing is his boss, Han Qi is also his boss. Han Qi and Di Qing have always had conflicts. As soon as I pressed him, my old face had no place to put it, so I said in an indifferent way: "The younger generation is awesome, I am old, I can't compare with this child, the master and the apprentice are like father and son, this child has three fathers, I can't afford it, I am old, I can't compare with this child. Sorry."

He clearly refers to Di Qing, but secretly even Bao Zheng Wang Anshi is involved in it. The speaker has a heart, and it is so ear-piercing.Everyone looked at Wang Anshi, only to see that his face was still expressionless.It seemed that he didn't bother to pay attention to Wang Yaochen's words; but Bao Zheng's face was usually dark, and everyone was used to seeing a serious look.Di Qing, usually because he is a military general and has tattoos on his forehead, he feels that he is inferior to others, so even if he becomes a privy envoy, he is still humble and cautious.This will want to refute, he is a military general, the master of killing people in a hurry, let him sit in a well-behaved Wen Zou Zou's bickering is naturally not funny, his usually fair face is already reddened.

Wang Pang also glanced at the three people, and he glanced at Emperor Renzong and Empress Cao.Empress Cao is worthy of being the mother of the country. No matter how much the hall laughs, she always sits upright. The pearl chain hanging from the crown of the nine dragons and four phoenixes remains motionless, looking like a wax figure from a distance.Renzong turned his body slightly sideways, his half-smiling eyes swept over everyone.

Wang Pang made up his mind. If he was really a 14-year-old child, he might not be able to understand the meaning.But who is Wang Pang?In the past 30 years, before the time-traveling event happened, he traveled all over the country, from being a teenager to making a fortune, and then experiencing ups and downs, and he came into contact with all kinds of people.Maybe he is tactful, but he has never been afraid of anyone, whether it is the boss of the world, or the senior management of the workplace, let alone any situation.He believes in one sentence: Popularity is gained by mixing, fame is gained by fighting, and the world is gained by fighting.

The arrogance hidden in the heart, the toughness and the cynicism of wandering around the rivers and lakes burst out from the most primitive body at this moment.No one is so disrespectful to him while alive, let alone he is a "dead man" now.

Wang Pang picked up the wine cup on the table and walked up to Wang Yaochen, the hall became quiet again, his eyes were focused on Wang Pang, not knowing what the child was going to do.Wang Anshi, who was still smiling just now, was a little nervous. After all, this is Yujia here. Just as he was about to stop him, Bao Zheng tugged his wide sleeves and said in a low voice, "Old Bao is here."

Wang Pang ignored the gazes of others, he walked up to Wang Yaochen, saluted respectfully and said: "Thanks to Mr. Wang for not caring about my offense just now."

Wang Yaochen waved his hand and said, "You are a child, how can I argue with you..."

Wang Pang went on to say: "A grown-up is famous for his talents and learning. In fact, even a child like me knows the reputation of a grown-up."

Wang Yaochen stroked his beard and curled his mouth.While feeling proud, he thought to himself: This Wang Pang is not as smart as others say.But he said: "Those are all false names, not as real as you three high-ranking disciples."

Some of the crowd secretly laughed, and a little looked down on Wang Yaochen.His children are so respectful, Mr. Wang is also quick of tongue.They didn't know that what Wang was waiting for was Wang Yaochen's obliviousness and low-spirited words. Seeing him say this, it hit his heart.

So he said loudly: "I have admired your lord for a long time. If you don't dislike me, I am willing to form a friendship with you. From now on, what is mine will be my lord's. I will never regret it. Your Majesty and all the ministers here, be a witness." [

Some of the officials here understand and some don’t, and those who understand first laugh first.Even Renzong was taken aback for a moment, just now he was wondering why Mr. Wang was so petty and caring about a child.Immediately, he understood what Wang Pang meant, and laughed loudly.

"A good thing is a good thing. It just so happens that you are all surnamed Wang. Mr. Wang can also be more practical."

Wang Yaochen hurried to the hall: "Your Majesty, you must."

Bao Zheng imitated what Wang Yaochen said about Di Qing just now, and asked, "Did Mr. Wang disobey the holy will?"

Wang Yaochen plopped down on his knees, his face was purple and blue, and he said "I dare not." He tilted his head and looked secretly at Zhao Zongshi, Zhao Zongshi was angry and funny.She deliberately turned her head away from him.Wang looked at Han Qi again.Han Qi didn't look at him either.

Being in a dilemma, Sima Guang said: "Tong Yanji, the Holy Majesty will not listen to one another. Today, the Holy Majesty is rewarding everyone for their daily hard work. What I said just now can make everyone happy."

Seeing someone making a rescue, Renzong nodded: "What Sima Aiqing said is very true. Being an official requires self-respect, and colleagues also need to cooperate. I think everyone has worked hard on weekdays, so let's relax today. Wang Aiqing can live in peace."

Wang Yaochen then thanked En and got up, and returned to his seat resentfully.

Renzong then beckoned "The king's side to come forward".After looking up and down, Renzong said: "You are very naughty, even if Mr. Wang doesn't care about it, you can't talk to the ministers of the court." He glanced at Wang Yaochen when he said it.Wang Yaochen also spoke of himself in these words, he lowered his head and remained silent.

Renzong went on to say: "I heard that you had some ideas about the government-run Jiaozipu the day before yesterday?" Wang Pang replied: "A little superficial opinion."

Renzong nodded and said, "Okay, since you offended the minister so much just now, I will punish you and not allow you to eat. Before the chrysanthemum appreciation feast is over, write down your Bo Jian in [-] characters."

Wang was in a dilemma. It was okay to ask him to write, but it was very difficult to ask him to write [-] characters.He turned his head to look at the crowd, most of them were whispering to each other, but Wang couldn't hear clearly, Bao Zheng still said so, Wang Anshi's expression was very tangled.

Wang Pang was a little anxious, and blurted out, "Your Majesty, why don't you just kill me."

Renzong asked in puzzlement, "Why?"

Wang Pang said, "I grew up so big, and I didn't write [-] words in one piece."

Renzong wanted to laugh when he saw the child, and he threatened, "Aren't you afraid that I will give you death?"

Wang Pang simply said: "I can't write so many words, if I write, I will die of worry. It's better to come up with a simple one." He thought that this time was worth it, and his intuition told him that today's feast of officials, Renzong He won't kill people easily, at most, he will hit him with a few boards.

Unexpectedly, Renzong compromised and said: "Well, I only let you write three hundred characters. If you write it, you will pass the fifth class; if you can write five hundred characters, you will be third class. How about it?"

Wang Pang didn't know what Renzong meant by the third and fifth grades, anyway, he could write three or five hundred characters, so he nodded.

Renzong said: "Come here, prepare paper and pen."

After a while, the eunuchs brought out a low desk and placed it under the steps in front of Renzong; they also brought out a tray with pens, ink, paper and inkstones on it.Then he took a cushion for Wang Pang and asked him to sit on the ground facing Renzong and start writing. A little eunuch stood beside him grinding ink.

Wang Pang picked up the brush and began to write on the paper. The suggestion was made by him. It was like asking him to write a [-]-word paper. He couldn't write it, but it was not a big problem to write down his thoughts. [

When the ministers drank the eighth cup of wine, the king had already written it, and the little eunuch grinding ink took it and handed it to Emperor Renzong, who looked at it and frowned.