A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Sima Guang stood in front of the government office of Kaifeng Mansion, watching the officials coming in and out, very busy.

"Junshi."

Wen Yanbo is here.

It's noon now, and most of the officials have time to go out and look for some food, but it's different here in Kaifeng Prefecture.

The vendors who came to squat outside the government office as usual were a little puzzled when they found that the regular customers were rushing in and out without paying any attention to them.

"What's going on here?"

Sima Guang did not look back.

Wen Yanbo said: "The officials have said that the capital must set an example and the schools must be built with the best and the most, so we have to work hard here. Han Qi has spoken. If something goes wrong in Kaifeng Mansion, he will personally clean it up. these people."

"Han Qi is domineering and everyone is afraid of him." Sima Guang turned around and said, "What do you think about this matter?"

Wen Yanbo sighed.

"Han Qi donated 10,000 yuan, Zeng Gongliang 8,000 yuan, Bao Zheng 30,000 yuan... Jun Shi, no matter how much we argue with them on weekdays, at this time, we should not fall behind. I just came from home. , I sorted out the money at home and prepared to donate 10,000 yuan."

Sima Guang smiled and said: "Donated 10,000 yuan... I'm afraid life will be difficult, right?"

"Yes." Wen Yanbo said calmly: "But as long as I think of those children sitting in the newly built school to study, I am willing to go bankrupt."

He looked at Sima Guang.

This is exploration.

Explore Sima Guang’s attitude.

"So-and-so just came out of home." Sima Guang said blankly: "But so-and-so's family doesn't have that much, so I'll give you three thousand guans."

"Good!" Wen Yanbo said approvingly: "Your salary is naturally not as good as my salary. I have been a minister and assistant for many years, so I have accumulated some money. With ten thousand guan, my family will at least have some leftover. You gave me 3,000 guan, but I still have some left tonight. Meat?"

Sima Guang likes to eat meat because he only eats two meals a day, and he can't bear it if he doesn't eat more meat.

"Pork." Sima Guang smiled, "I didn't like pork before, but then Shen An came up with a new way of making it, and it was really delicious. Especially the hoof, which was stewed until it was mushy, and you could poke it with chopsticks. Wear it, eat it with dipping sauce, and you won’t be able to stop eating it once you start eating it.”

For wealthy families, the first choice of meat is basically mutton, so Sima Guang said that pork is delicious, which is just to excuse Wen Yanbo.

"Eat more meals." Wen Yanbo advised: "Nowadays, many people eat extra meals at noon, why do you still stick to two meals a day?"

"I'm used to it. It's good to have two meals."

Sima Guang remained blank.

"Those people...tell them to stop making trouble."

When Wen Yanbo met Sima Guang here, he had something to explain, "We must take into account the overall situation. At this time, whoever stands up to oppose me will not be tolerated!"

Sima Guang nodded, "Okay."

Zhao Shu felt a little heartbroken.

"Six hundred thousand strings..."

He glanced at Gao Taotao, who was eating next to him, and felt a little guilty, "It's a bit too much, but there's more money coming in later."

Gao Taotao smiled forcefully and said: "No problem, there is no shortage of food and drink in the palace."

This statement seems to be understood, but it is full of complaints.

Of course there is no shortage of food and drink in the palace, otherwise Zhao Shu's career as an emperor would have been in vain.

"Over at the Third Division, Han Jiang didn't complain and said he would give him as much as he could spare. This shows that this matter is well received."

Zhao Shu was very satisfied and asked: "Where are those people? Where are those who oppose the New Deal? Will they make trouble?"

"have no idea."

According to the urinary nature of many opposition parties, they will oppose anything done by the New Dealers. This is in line with their consistent style, and they oppose for the sake of opposition.

But this time they were silent.

There were only two people in Bianliang who drank too much and yelled, saying that the new school was to win people's hearts, and then they were dragged away by their companions. The next day, Sima Guang personally impeached them, and the two people immediately embarked on the road to the remote countryside.

Wen Yanbo was the privy envoy and Sima Guang was the admonisher. They donated money.

How about everyone else?

Zhao Shu didn't care, because he had been on the throne for a long time, and he deeply understood the truth, that is, if others don't stop you, you are lucky, so do things quickly.

After Wen Yanbo and Sima Guang, the third official of the old party appeared.

Holding more than ten banknotes, he stood outside the door of Sansi and said, "I just hope more people can study."

If there is one, there will be two. Gradually, old party officials donated money one after another.

"We just hope that this Song Dynasty can be less ignorant and more reading."

An old party official said proudly: "I never want to be inferior to others in this kind of thing, so I just give everything I have!"

Yes, after Zhao Shu issued the call, countless people gave their all.

Wen Yanbo and Sima Guang stood up at this moment.

"The more scholars there are, the stronger the Song Dynasty will be. I have never doubted this. Therefore, for the sake of the prosperity of the Song Dynasty, I, and you, the Song Dynasty needs everyone to stand up."

Money continued to collect, and the third division made Han Jiang change from joy to silence.

He went into the palace to see Zhao Shu.

"Officials, those people... who used to be incompatible with ministers, now appear in the Third Division, donating money for education without hesitation, and more people have donated books at home. Now Sima Jianyuan is cleaning up there, If there is something rare, I will find someone to copy it..."

The Song Dynasty has never been so united.

Countless amounts of money are being collected and then distributed.

Even the craftsmen who built the school took the initiative to reduce their remuneration.

This is the Song Dynasty!

Shen An stood in the night wind, feeling the burning passion of this era.

He really wanted to put those things aside and get drunk. As for tomorrow, no matter what!

"Anbei!"

Su Shi came, "Go drink!"

Wang Yu also came.

"good!"

The three of them left Yulin Alley and found a restaurant to drink.

The lights in the restaurant were brightly lit, a female dancer was singing, and music was constantly coming from the restaurant.

Fill the wine glass with fine wine, and toast with friends and close friends...

this is life.

Shen An was drunk and stood by the window looking at the bustling scene outside, feeling relaxed and happy.

"There are many selfish people in the Song Dynasty, but at this time, even the most selfish people will open their wallets and give generously. Why is this?"

Su Shi drank too much and was about to write lyrics when Wang Yu stopped him.

He was very happy and said: "This has nothing to do with selfishness! Anbei, you are mistaken."

"Why?"

Shen An turned around and asked.

Su Shi poured Wang Yu a glass of wine and laughed and said: "This is natural, there is no reason why."

"Of course?"

"Yes, of course." Wang Yue's face turned paler as he drank more. He pushed away the wine glass handed over by Su Shi and said, "There are some people who are small-minded. When you make movable type, they feel that this is giving the poor a chance to study. They Look down on the poor who can't even afford shoes.

The other group of people looked down on the movable type, and the two groups gathered together, so they shouted and killed the movable type... But the only ones who were really shameless were the people in the front. They were jealous of the talented and capable, and wished that they were the only ones in the world who had read.

They have a guilty conscience and know that their abilities are not enough to ensure a good life at present, so they want to desperately suppress those who are latecomers. This kind of people don’t know how to donate money, and will even curse those who donate money behind their backs...but..."

Wang Yu was finally given another drink, and then he blinked his eyes and said, "But these people are in the minority after all!"

"Yes! These people are in the minority after all."

Shen An only felt happy in his heart, "I shouldn't be angry because of that small group of people, I should be happy."

Su Shi's eyes lit up, "Yes, it's time to have fun a long time ago. Come, ask for someone to come, someone who can sing or dance, someone with a plump figure..."

Wang Yu nodded, "Brother An Bei likes plump figures. This is a quirk."

Shen An blinked, "Zizhan, aren't you afraid that your waist won't be able to bear it?"

Su Shi said loudly: "Isn't it you and Yuan Ze?"

Shen An shook his head, "Someone has mysophobia!"

No matter what Su Shi said, Shen An still ran away first.

Walking in Bianliang City at night, you can see countless lights and crowds of people, and your ears are filled with all kinds of noisy sounds...

"This is the smell of fireworks in the world!"

Shen An felt that he had contributed to this prosperity, and he felt like an unsung hero.

After returning home, Yang Zhuoxue and her children had gone to bed, leaving no room for Shen An.

This girl is like this?

Shen An went to the kitchen, made a fire, and got a piece of bacon.

He hummed a song and boiled water, boiled the bacon in it, washed it, and finally cooked it for a quarter of an hour before steaming it.

There was movement outside, but Shen An didn't care. He took out the bacon and sliced ​​it, took a deep breath, "Smells good!"

Put a piece of fat and thin bacon into your mouth, and when you bite it, the salty oil bursts out. I feel that the taste buds have exploded a little too much, so I quickly take a bite of rice to calm it down...

The rice neutralized the salty aroma, and brought the oily juice to every corner of the mouth. Then, his throat couldn't wait to swallow, and Shen An swallowed it...

"It's so delicious!"

As he ate, the noise outside became louder.

"Serve your own food!"

A person appeared outside the door, looking a little depressed under the dim light.

"Thank you, sir."

When Xiaozhong came in, he immediately took away a basin of freshly heated rice, then pulled half of the bacon on the plate and started chewing it.

After eating, Shen An threw away the bowls and chopsticks, "Remember to wash them."

"Yeah." Wen Xiaozhong just squatted there and ate, not looking like a top assassin at all.

"How about taro?"

Taro practiced with him for a while without complaining, but she had cramps in her sleep the night before.

This is too intense.

Wen Xiaozhong said: "Da Langjun is okay."

"It's just okay?" Shen An was a little disappointed. He hoped that Taro could learn to become a top master with no flaws in his body, but it was obviously not possible to be okay.

Wen Xiaozhong glanced at him and said, "Much better than you."

These words struck Shen An, but she was extremely happy in her heart.

"But Taro is still young, so we can't let him practice strength, otherwise it will affect his growth."

"The villain knows."

Hearing that Xiao Zhong bowed his head again, Shen An put his hands behind his back and went out. Seeing the bright moon and few stars, he couldn't help but feel inspired to write poems.

"The stars are shining tonight..."

"Silly egg!"

Damn it!

who?

Shen An was angry and looked around.

He followed the sound and saw Lu Mao under the eaves.

"Silly egg!"