A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 1240: Fishing the Iron Chain from the Oil Pan

The culture and education of Zhending Mansion is not particularly outstanding. People like Peng Xin are considered the backbone and are also very famous in the local area.

Fame is money, and reputation is a network of relationships. The process of Peng Xin's continuous taking exams is the process of constantly making friends.

Now he has many friends in Zhending Mansion, and his relationship with the local government is also very harmonious.

This is a celebrity!

But this famous man was forced to retreat by Wang Yu's words, and he had no power to fight back.

"You are of no benefit to the Song Dynasty. You only know how to talk." Wang Yu said coldly: "That's all you talk about, but you dare to slander Shen An. Who gave you the courage? He led the army at the front to really calm the army and the people. You fought bloody battles, but here you are stabbing a knife, who gave you the courage? The Liao people?"

Bang!

Peng Xin took a step back, kicked down the stool, and said with a pale face: "You are talking nonsense, where is there collusion with the Liao people? This is slander!"

Wang Yu's words nailed him to the pillar of shame for colluding with the Liao people. If you want to refute, you have to provide evidence.

You have to prove that you are not stabbing Shen An in the back, otherwise Wang Yu will dare to report to the official directly if he goes further. No, there are local soldiers behind him.

In extraordinary times, it’s nothing for Wang Yu to win a scholar!

If you are dissatisfied, wait for Shen An to come back and talk to him.

But you have to be careful. It's best to ask Shen An first if he has done meritorious service by going to the border area this time. If he has done meritorious service, then you'd better go as far as you can, otherwise don't blame anyone if your leg is broken.

Wang Yu sneered and said: "What enmity does Shen An have against you? He only has enmity against the Liao and Xixia people. Why are you so hostile to him? Tell me!"

"No." Peng Xin roared angrily: "Anything like a master of miscellaneous studies is a lie. If you have the ability, just talk about the benefits of miscellaneous studies..."

This is relatively broad and difficult to prove.

Peng Xin felt that he had found a refutation argument, "Xiang Xin has nothing to do with the Liao people, and everyone present can prove it. But you keep bragging about your miscellaneous studies, what do you want to do?"

He didn't mention Shen An's military exploits because this had already been proven.

Then just hold on to the miscellaneous studies.

To this day, Shen An's literary reputation is mainly due to his writing skills.

The Technique of Questioning the Sea has made the road to the imperial examination much simpler. For those students with insufficient resources, the Technique of Questioning the Sea is their guiding light, allowing them to compete with candidates from areas with abundant educational resources.

So when Peng Xin spoke ill of Shen An, someone present came out to refute him. This is the legacy of the art of Ti Hai.

People's hearts are unpredictable, but most people have clear grudges and will repay Shen An's kindness.

This is China's inheritance for many years. If this inheritance is lost, it will be a jungle of beasts.

"Miscellaneous studies..."

Wang Yu frowned slightly.

Peng Xin also heard about Wang Yu's reputation as a genius. Seeing him frown, Peng Xin felt reassured.

Beating up a drowned dog is a common hobby of most people, and so is Peng Xin.

"What's in the miscellaneous subjects?"

Peng Xin has also heard others talk about miscellaneous studies, but they are just arithmetic and other things, and they also teach people about wind, fire, thunder and lightning...

Is this kind of miscellaneous knowledge worth your while?

He looked around. Those who supported Shen An had serious faces. One of them suddenly stood up and cursed: "Peng Xin, you are a villain. Let's see if you pass the Jinshi exam in the future."

If you fail the exam, someone will naturally humiliate you.

This is the grudges and grudges of ordinary people.

"Do you want to know?" Wang Yu suddenly asked.

"Of course." Peng Xin said very reservedly: "I'm thinking... I'm afraid everyone here wants to know, right?"

Everyone nodded.

This is Zhending Mansion, not far from the border of Liao Kingdom, and its culture and education are naturally inferior to Bianliang and other places.

So everyone just had a vague impression of what Miscellaneous Studies was. Since Wang Yu wanted to show it off, everyone just treated it as watching a trick.

But Wang Yu wanted to pull people in. He said slowly: "A certain person is in charge of Mangshan Academy, and the miscellaneous studies are the foundation of Mangshan Academy. Today you humiliate the miscellaneous studies, so I want to compete with you. How dare you?" ?"

Peng Xin smiled and said: "If you dare, then you dare! Whoever is afraid of whom!"

Wang Yu nodded, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and said, "Prepare the frying pan!"

Several village soldiers were startled, and Wang Yu continued: "Get the chains."

The rural soldiers lowered their heads and went out to prepare.

Later, the news reached Hu Xicheng, who was restless. He said impatiently: "Wang Anshi's son is known as a genius, but what kind of frying pan does he use? Could it be that a miscellaneous student can fry uncooked quail in a frying pan? What a nonsense! "

The staff member said: "Although Wang Anshi's position is not prominent, he is highly regarded by the officials. If his son is disgraced in Zhending Mansion, it will not be beautiful after all. And you happen to be here. This is not good, as it will easily offend Wang Anshi. "

What does it mean that my son was humiliated under your eyes, Hu Xicheng?

Wang Anshi will definitely regard Hu Xicheng as his enemy.

The staff sighed: "Don't offend Beijing officials!"

Beijing officials would make small reports, which could cause trouble for Hu Xicheng's official career.

Hu Xicheng said angrily: "Go and take a look. If something is wrong, just drive away those people."

The staff member stood up and nodded, saying: "They are making trouble about miscellaneous studies. A certain person also knows about miscellaneous studies. It is said that it covers everything..."

"There is nothing in this world that is all-encompassing. Miscellaneous studies! They are just practical studies."

Hu Xicheng's vision was naturally different from that of those scholars, but he was only a local official and did not know the specific situation of miscellaneous studies.

The staff went all the way to the restaurant, where the oil pan had already been set up.

The flames licked the bottom of the pot and the oil began to boil.

A group of people stood on the edge, looking at Wang Yu with their arms folded.

"What does this mean?" Peng Xin asked curiously: "Is it possible that the miscellaneous studies are good at cooking? Yes, Shen An made his fortune by cooking. I think the most outstanding knowledge in the miscellaneous studies is cooking."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A group of people were laughing, but Wang Yu was very cold.

The soldier handed over the iron chain, Wang Yu took it, and then slowly put it on top of the boiling oil pot.

"What is this going to do?"

"Explode the chain?"

Everyone was puzzled.

Wang Hao slowly put the iron chain in, and the oil surface rippled, and then continued to boil.

"A certain person will reach in and take out the iron chain." Wang Yu stared at Peng Xin, "You have to follow."

Peng Xin said in shock: "Are you crazy? I will blow up your hand."

Wang Yu said: "Someone asked you if you dare?"

Peng Xin looked at everyone and laughed dryly. Someone said, "He must not dare."

The one who dared not say it was Wang Yu. When Peng Xin heard this, he smiled and said: "If you dare, of course I dare."

Wang Yu stared at him, "I remember your words, and everyone here can bear witness. If he doesn't obey, I will have someone throw him in..."

"Okay, I'll wait to testify."

"If he regrets it, then grab his hand and stuff it in."

"..."

Those who watched the excitement did not think it was a big deal, but everyone felt that Wang Yu was intimidating Peng Xin, so they were very relaxed.

Peng Xin smiled and said: "Just go and get it. If you take it, someone will take it again, and the one who regrets it will be a beast!"

If he goes back on his word, the whole family will be called beasts.

This is rather vicious.

Wang Yu was very satisfied. He walked to the oil pan and a village soldier nodded inconspicuously.

Wang Yu remembered what Shen An said.

——The boiling point and density determine the state of two liquids in a certain environment, such as vinegar and oil...

Brother Anbei, how did you acquire this kind of knowledge?

Miscellaneous studies are indeed full of mysteries!

Wang Yu slowly walked to the oil pot, and everyone watched with bated breath.

He reached out to the oil pan and took a deep breath.

The staff thought he was crazy. Thinking of Wang Anshi's son's hands being blown into chicken claws in Zhending Mansion, he couldn't help shouting: "No!"

Wang Yu glanced at him and quickly reached down with his hand.

"ah!"

"not good!"

"..."

Various exclamations sounded in the restaurant.

Wang Yu's hand sank into the oil pan.

Ruined!

The staff member felt cold, knowing that he might not have the face to see Hu Xicheng when he returned.

Then I can only resign and go home.

But the transfer envoy’s staff are treated very well! Moreover, wherever he goes, he will be looked down upon by others. There is no shortage of food and wine, and he might even be recommended as a minor official in the future. With the recommendation and care of the transfer envoy, he might be able to become a chief officer in the future, which is a great job.

But now it's all gone.

Wang Yu, you killed someone!

Everyone thought that Wang Yu would scream and throw his hands away quickly.

But his face was indifferent, and he reached out to fish out the oil pan. When he got up again, he was holding an iron chain in his hand, which was the same one he threw down before.

Wang Yu held the iron chain and slowly looked around with a calm expression.

"His hand...is intact!"

Wang Yu's hands were covered with a layer of oil, and the oil kept dripping down, but his hands were intact.

"Oh my God! What magic is this?"

"How dare he explore the oil pan!"

"Are his hands made of iron?"

"Are you not dazzled?"

"I also suspect that I am dazzled."

Wang Yu looked at everyone and threw the chain in again.

"Watch it."

He easily reached in and picked up the chain again, and then the soldier shook his head slightly at him.

The vinegar is almost used up, boss, stop playing!

If you play with your paws again, you will not be safe!

Of course Wang Yu knew the danger. Zuo Zhen fried quail every day. Occasionally, the oil would splash on his hands. The taste was so sour!

He turned back and stared at Peng Xin, "It's your turn."

Peng Xin trembled. At this moment, he felt that Wang Yu was a liar.

His friend kept muttering beside him, "A certain person has never seen anyone's hands withstand deep frying. There must be some fraud..."

This is making things difficult for me, Peng Xin!

He smiled and said calmly: "Just try this."

"Yes, hurry up. If he is causing trouble, the oil pan will definitely not be hot at this moment. UUReading www.uukanshu.net "

It has to be said that once people get rid of the idea of ghosts and gods, they can discover many "miracles".

Encouraged by his friends, Peng Xin walked to the oil pan.

The oil pan was boiling continuously at this moment, and there was a lot of oil smoke. It looked like the air on the oil surface was distorted.

Wang Yu stood on the side and nodded slightly, as if saying goodbye, "It's your turn."

Mortal! You don't even know density and boiling point, but you dare to compete with someone. Is this seeking death?

Peng Xin smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "Throw the chains in."

He felt that there was something wrong with the chain, and his friend praised him, "You are really smart!"

The corners of the eyes of several rural soldiers were twitching, thinking that even my husband must admit that Wang Yu is the smartest. You, a guy who can't even pass the Jinshi exam, what qualifications do you have?

Wang Hao slipped the chain and stepped away.

Everyone laughed.

"let's start."

My friend thinks that the nights are long and there are many dreams, and so does Peng Xin.

The staff member laughed and said: "It's a child's trick."

He felt that Wang Yu was playing a trick, and it would be embarrassing if it was exposed later. However, it is always good for young people to suffer losses, and they will make progress in the future. I think Wang Anshi would think so too.

Peng Xin slowly stretched out his hand on the oil under everyone's attention.

Damn it!

Something's not quite right!

He felt the heat burning his hands.

this……

Right?

The friend urged: "Hurry, it's not good to be late."

Well, everything is illusion...

He thrust his hand downwards.

There was a cold look in Wang Yu's eyes.

This is the price you should pay.

If this were not the Zhending Mansion, someone would kill you!