A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Huang Chun felt that life was very dull, and he wanted to find a place to hibernate until something big happened.

"Why not start a war?"

Shen An once said that the value of a soldier's existence is to kill, to kill for the sake of his family and country. But the war between the Liao and Xixia people gradually subsided, and peace returned to the continent of East Asia, leaving the Mangshan Army useless.

The weather was good today, so he took a few brothers to the workshop in Shenjiazhuang next door.

They squatted on the edge of the workshop and commented whenever they saw a woman coming in or out.

"Look at this... tsk tsk, that waist is so thin, it seems like it will break when you walk... If I can spend a night with her, I can lose two days of my life."

"When did you learn to be so formal? What a spring night, isn't it just a man and a woman having sex?"

"What mating? It sounds so ugly."

"Last time the students from Mangshan Academy came here, what did they learn... By the way, they learned about mating, watching those cows and horses mating..."

"..." Huang Chun was speechless.

Several village soldiers muttered beside him, and Huang Chun sat down, feeling that such a day was really as lonely as snow.

"I...hey!"

Huang Chun felt something slippery under his buttocks, and was about to reach out to touch it when he saw a rider coming from the right.

"Lang Jun has ordered, all Mangshan troops are dispatched! Enter the city! Enter the city!"

Huang Chun was almost bored to death. Hearing this news, he almost exploded with joy.

"Quick, quick, quick! Let the brothers come out."

Huang Chun's body bounced up lightly, and then he stood with his hands behind his back, his expression becoming more majestic.

Shen An said that if you want to lead the army, you can't always be playful and smiling, so Huang Chun is trying to figure out how to become more dignified.

Standing with his hands behind his back... Lang Jun looks very majestic, he is not bad at all, right?

He felt some pain in his butt, probably because he was poked by something when he sat down.

It hurts!

Huang Chun wanted to reach out and touch it, but he heard footsteps, so he held back.

A child ran over from behind him, then looked back at him with a look of shock on his face.

Are you intimidated by someone's majestic aura?

Huang Chun nodded slightly, feeling that the king's aura was constantly permeating the air, making him very intoxicated.

Is majesty so interesting? It’s a pity that I didn’t know about it in the past!

No wonder those people like to be officials. It turns out that being an official has so many benefits, and it is very satisfying to express official power to others.

It’s great to be an official!

Huang Chun was intoxicated when the child pointed at him and said, "Your butt..."

Upon hearing this, Huang Chun subconsciously reached out and touched his butt...

A snake was biting his buttocks, its body moving.

Huang Chun touched the snake and thought no wonder it felt slippery before, but it just hurt his butt...

"ah……"

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Later, the Mangshan Army rushed into the city, causing a commotion.

"The Mangshan Army has entered the city."

"Is this a rebellion?"

"What the hell, just a few hundred of them can't even enter the imperial city."

"Then what are they here for?"

The Mangshan army was brought to the front of the imperial city with a fierce look, and then formed an array.

"It's really murderous!"

The sergeants guarding the imperial city looked at the array with some envy.

This is an army with wild nature, the wildness comes from the original raging in Liao territory.

At the same time, in Sitian Prison, young prisoner Wang Huai was talking to someone.

The room on duty was a bit stuffy, with several officials fanning their fans and smiling.

Wang Huai was in his thirties, with a white face and no beard. He was very gentle when he smiled, but at this moment, his gentleness was a little more ferocious.

"... In the past few years, especially after the current official ascended the throne, many things have happened in the Song Dynasty..."

Wang Huai took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "What did the king say before... There are too many officials, and money and food are wasted... This is to attack our roots."

"Yes! I'm afraid that I won't have a good life in the future."

"Also." Wang Huai put down his tea cup, with a look of pity in his eyes, "What Bao Zheng said a few days ago... that taxes are too heavy and local people often drown their babies... is ridiculous! It's a pure lie!"

Several officials looked at each other and nodded.

"How can these taxes be reduced?" Wang Huai said disdainfully: "After reductions and subtractions, in the end, it will not be reduced to our heads? Don't you think so?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

"If taxes are reduced, the government's expenses will naturally not be enough, so they will most likely be reduced...but how?" An official said worriedly: "In the end, we can only reduce the number of officials. Hey! Why bother!"

"No, what you said is wrong." Wang Huai frowned and said: "After reducing taxes, what if there is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster? Where will we get money and food then... Natural disasters need to be relieved, man-made disasters... What if there is a rebellion? The army must be sent to suppress it, and a large army must be sent to attack foreign enemies... Each of these, each of these, which one does not cost money? "

"Yes! The Song Dynasty is in short supply of money, so it is better to discuss tax reductions again."

"That's right, with less taxes, it's okay for us to suffer a little, but the Song Dynasty can't suffer!"

"Yes, yes, our personal gains and losses are nothing. Even if we return home to farm, we can always support ourselves, but Da Song is short of money!"

The atmosphere gradually became warmer, and everyone's faces were filled with impassioned and righteousness. These impassioned and righteous righteousness gradually overflowed...

Put the matter of flies and dogs in the Song Dynasty in the name of the Song Dynasty, and everyone immediately became loyal ministers.

As a result, loyal ministers filled the dynasty, and the future of the Song Dynasty was unclear...

An official suddenly smiled flatteringly and said: "You have written a lot of memorials during this period, and all you want to talk about are these things, but the official's temper is not very good, so be careful!"

"Yes!" Another official said with a worried look: "If the officials get angry, I'm afraid... I'm afraid there will be thunder!"

Lower officials must know how to flatter, and the highest level of flattery is worry.

Boss, we all know how committed you are to serving the country and the people, but you have to take care of yourself!

Wang Huai lamented: "Serving as an official brings benefits to one party. Now that I am an official in Sitianjian, I watch the stars at night and find some clues... I can't bear it! For the sake of the Song Dynasty, I can only say bluntly, if I do it for this I am willing to be imprisoned..."

Everyone was a little embarrassed, and Wang Huai suddenly said: "But they don't dare!"

Everyone was puzzled. Wang Huai stood up, supported the table with his left hand, put his right hand on his hips, raised his head slightly, and a burst of righteousness rushed out.

"There are prime ministers and ministers watching over the court, and the officials cannot act arbitrarily."

This is checks and balances, using prime ministers and assistants to check and balance the emperor.

"Bao Zheng has entered the Political Affairs Hall now, but he can't take care of these things."

Wang Huai sneered: "Who is a certain person afraid of when he is full of passion and righteousness? He is not afraid of anyone!"

"Young prisoner is so upright and upright, I admire him."

The officials held up their hands and praised the bravery of Young Inspector Wang.

"Someone broke in!"

There was a sudden noise outside. Wang Huaigang had just brewed up some righteousness, but most of it was destroyed in one fell swoop.

"Have a look."

He was a little annoyed and went out first, and saw a group of sergeants walking towards a man surrounded by soldiers.

"That's...that's Shen An?"

The officials from Si Tianjian all came out, and everyone couldn't help feeling uneasy when they saw this scene.

This is the rhythm of taking people!

But why not the Imperial City Division?

Zhang Ba Ba, who was kneeling in the palace, just wanted to hit him to death at this moment.

"Why are you panicking?"

Wang Huai scolded: "If there is an official will, just watch it. If there is no official will..."

He looked at Shen An walking coldly, thinking that she was here to negotiate with him, so he raised his voice, "If there is no official will, no matter where I go, I will go to the official's house... "

Mr. Wang Shaojian is indeed the good officer I have been waiting for!

The officials couldn't help but smile, and someone shouted: "This is Si Tianjian, the place where we communicate with God."

Shen An asked casually: "Do you want to get close to God?"

"Think about it!" The person who spoke before probably thought he was fine, so he smiled and said, "But do you have the ability?"

Shen An looked back at him and said, "Tell me your name."

The man raised his head and said, "Yang Chong, Supervisor of Ceremonies."

"Go back to the Imperial City Department for interrogation."

Shen An's words changed Yang Chong's expression, and he shouted: "You are not wrong!"

Shen An ignored him and walked to Wang Huai.

Wang Huai waited for Shen An to take the initiative to tell him his purpose, so he raised his head slightly, but Shen An was taller than him, so when he raised his head, he only saw Shen An's hair.

Very bad!

Wang Huai kept thinking, "Why is Duke Shen here? If nothing happens, I still have official duties..."

"But Wang Huai?"

Shen An asked with a smile.

Wang Huai said coldly: "It's exactly so."

Shen An's smile gradually faded, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Wang Huai's collar and kicked him away.

Boom!

Wang Huai fell to the ground. He raised his head, his face covered with bloodstains, and shouted: "What are you doing? Shen An, what are you going to do? Someone's coming... Someone's coming... Shen An is hitting someone..."

Shen An turned around and looked at the officials, and said with a ferocious smile: "He has done a lot of credit..."

Several officials who wanted to step forward retreated.

Huang Chun walked with a slight limp. When he saw this, he smiled and said, "Lang Jun is so famous!"

Shen An turned around again and said: "Serving as an official should bring benefits to one party... You should bring benefits, not harm. Some people like to point fingers, and that is not good, very bad. There is a saying..."

He thought for a while and said, "If you are not in your position, you will not pursue your political affairs. A small eunuch like Si Tianjian actually forms a clique and confuses others. What is this?"

He reached out and Huang Chun handed over a wooden stick.

"This is wolfish ambition!"

Shen An raised the wooden stick, and Wang Huai on the ground crawled back desperately, shouting as he climbed: "Something is wrong, something is wrong...Help..."

Shen An's words let him know that he had misjudged Zhao Shu. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net

This emperor was different from the late Emperor Zhao Zhen in that he did not like forbearance and compromise, and preferred to speak with sticks and knives.

Shen An came here, not the Imperial City Division, this was his attitude.

Whoever dares to beep, I will kill him!

This is a tyrant!

Wang Huai deeply regretted that his methods were too obvious and that the tyrant Zhao Shu could see through them.

Boom!

A sharp pain came from his thigh, Wang Huai howled miserably, and then turned over.

"tyrant!"

He called out this title that no one had ever called before.

But Shen An was very happy.

Tyrant?

The Song Dynasty is in need of a tyrant to deal with these officials and gentry.

Zhao Shu would become restless when he got sick, and to hell with any compromise or forbearance.

OK!

Shen An waved the stick again with joy.

Boom!

"ah……"

"This is a tyrant...Emperor Taizu...Emperor Taizong, look at this tyrant of the Song Dynasty..."

After the shrill screams, the desperate cry echoed in Sitian Prison.

A hundred years after the founding of the Song Dynasty, starting from Emperor Taizu Zhao Kuangyin, most emperors got along well with civil servants, so these people gradually felt that they were a special group of people.

Gradually, they put themselves on shrines and used the taxes paid by the people to nourish their flesh and blood...

Such days are really wonderful!

They were all rejoicing until they met Zhao Shu, a mentally ill person.

This patient was restless and impatient... He didn't like compromise and forbearance, and he directly broke the unspoken rules between kings and ministers.

An official murmured: "Aren't you going to rule the world with the scholar-bureaucrats? Why did you attack us?"

This unspoken rule was broken by Shen An with just a few sticks.

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