A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

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The fight in front of the imperial city was brief, but its impact was far-reaching.

Sima Guang was blocked.

Wen Yanbo was blocked.

A pair of eyes full of anger looked at them. If there was no result, the old party would probably fall apart.

Sima Guang nodded, "Tomorrow."

Wen Yanbo nodded, "Tomorrow."

This is not a major event, so no one can ask for permission at the moment.

Someone shouted: "Go and beat the Denwen drum!"

yes!

If there is no one in the official family, let's go and beat the drum.

A group of people ran to Denwen Drum Courtyard and beat the big drum vigorously regardless of the obstruction.

The sound of drums echoed around the imperial city, and people soon came to the palace.

That skull face flashed in the Denwen Drum Courtyard, and then said coldly: "Idiot!"

Zhang Bianba left, and the people who were playing the drum were dumbfounded.

"He doesn't care?"

"Bang the Dengwen drum, and the officials must respond!"

A group of people were confused.

"Knock again!"

One night later, a group of drummers walked out with their arms swollen and drooping.

The clerk from Denwen Drum Courtyard was washing up. There was a bowl of soup cakes beside him. Seeing that they were about to leave, he said enthusiastically: "No more beating? This drum is dilapidated and worn. The courtyard is saying that it needs to be replaced, but the superiors say that if it is not broken, it will be replaced." It can’t be replaced, everyone, please keep knocking for a while, maybe it will be broken.”

Everyone looked at each other, and then they realized why no one in Denwen Drum Court was looking after them.

Together they hope to break the Dengwen drum!

Have we become coolies?

Why!

A group of people were so angry that they wanted to vomit blood.

"Wen Xiang is here."

Wen Yanbo came, and Sima Guang came later.

The procedure for seeking an audience with an official is not complicated, but not everyone is qualified, otherwise things would have gone haywire.

"Wen Xiang!"

"Sima Jianyuan!"

Countless people are encouraging them.

Shen An came slowly while eating cooking cakes. Wen Yanbo and Sima Guang were receiving everyone's attention. He walked in front of them and deliberately stayed for a while. The cheers and encouragement of those people seemed to be directed at him.

This man is so shameless!

After entering the palace later, Zhao Shu looked in high spirits all the way into the Chui Gong Hall.

"Yesterday, someone was playing drums outside. When I heard it, I found it quite lulling people to sleep. I was thinking of discussing with the ministers whether we can have people play drums in the Denwen Drum Courtyard from now on. Every day, I start playing drums at 10:00 a.m. to accompany me to sleep. "

This is a sarcasm!

The key is contempt.

Yesterday, those mallets were beaten for most of the day at Denwen Drum Courtyard, which allowed me to have a good sleep, but had no other use at all.

"Your Majesty, how can a miscellaneous scholar enter the court?"

Sima Guang said seriously: "Since we were taught by Shufa, we have read the books of sages and understood the principles of the world. How have we ever heard of miscellaneous learning?"

This is also contempt!

Confucianism has been around for thousands of years, but miscellaneous studies are nothing!

Sima Guang was silent for a long time, and every time he spoke he was attacked personally, showing that he was extremely angry.

Since the former Han Dynasty only respected Confucianism, although some other theories emerged from time to time in this land, they soon disappeared under the attack of the behemoth Confucianism.

So at this moment, Confucianism has become as prominent as eating, drinking, and having diarrhea. Learning Confucianism is a matter of course, and those who don't learn it are freaks.

In this atmosphere, Sima Guang's criticism was particularly powerful.

Han Qi was ready to speak.

At this time, as Prime Minister, he naturally has unshirkable responsibility.

This is what makes Fatty Han so convincing. When something happens, he doesn't shirk or avoid it. He just says, get out of the way and let me do it!

According to usual practice, Shen An would wait for an opportunity to launch an attack on the side. In other words, Han Qi was the main attacker and he was the side force.

But the moment Han Qi walked out, Shen An had already left work.

Did this kid take the wrong medicine?

Han Qi stopped and felt that Shen An was a little different today. He looked carefully and found something different. It turned out that Shen An's hair on his forehead was singed today.

Shen An smoothed his burnt hair, and it bounced back immediately.

He read too late last night and was a little too tired before going to bed, so he accidentally set his hair on fire.

Yang Zhuoxue's reaction was very quick. She rushed up with a wet towel and put out the small fire in one go.

My wife is really nice!

Shen An automatically ignored the purpose of the towel, and said energetically: "Sima Jianyuan talked about the principles of the world, may I ask what the principles of the world are?"

Well!

This is a bit of a big deal. According to Confucianism, this matter is a bit metaphysical.

"The principles of the world..."

Sima Guang spoke eloquently for a quarter of an hour, frothing at the mouth, and told everything he had learned in his life. It was so hearty!

Wen Yanbo was looking at Shen An, wanting to see how he would respond.

"Um...Sima Jianyuan, these are all illusory and invisible things you are talking about, right?"

Sima Guang was stunned, then blushed and said: "These are the best principles!"

Shen An calmly said: "What is needed to strengthen the Song Dynasty? Could this ideal be used to build weapons? Could it make soldiers more powerful? Could farmers increase production? Could craftsmen create more and better things? Could foreigners be able to make them more powerful? Convinced? It may allow the Song Dynasty to continue to develop... Sima Jianyuan, please tell me a number, which of the above can be achieved by your ideal principle? "

In the original history, Sima Guang went to Luoyang, out of sight and out of mind, just waiting for Wang Anshi's fall. Then he came to power. Do you want to ask this old gentleman if he has any clues about the powerful Song Dynasty? He doesn't even have a hair on his head, all he has is venting his anger, discarding all the new laws, and ceding land to the Western thieves for their cowardice and incompetence!

But at this moment, he can talk to you endlessly all day long about the most important principles in the world without repeating them. But if you want to ask how to strengthen the Song Dynasty, he has a large-scale plan.

It is necessary to reduce redundant officials, reduce taxes on the people, and live frugally in the palace and court...

These suggestions are certainly useful, but constructive comments are still invisible.

Later, he criticized the new law in a targeted manner. Many of his insights were quite original, but the constructive ones were still not seen.

This style continued until he returned to the capital from Luoyang, and then he took revenge.

At this moment, Shen An asked a series of questions, and Sima Guang said in a deep voice: "The Song Dynasty should get rid of redundant officials. The people's life is too hard, their taxes must be reduced, and the palace and the court must be frugal..."

Shen An couldn't listen anymore, "Isn't this what the New Deal has been doing?"

Well!

Sima Guang suddenly felt at a loss.

yes!

What he said was done by the New Deal, and it was done better than he expected.

"Miscellaneous studies!"

Wen Yanbo's calm words brought the matter back.

He glanced at Sima Guang and felt that it was a pity that this man was not a good debater.

Only then did Sima Guang realize that Shen An had led him astray, switching from the issue of miscellaneous studies to the New Deal.

I...

He really wanted to scold Shen An, but Bao Zheng was watching eagerly from the side. Once he dared to show off his seniority and get angry, Bao Zheng would use his seniority to scold him.

Why are you competing? When I become an official, the news of you smashing the vat will spread to your family. If you compete with me for qualifications, I will crush you directly.

This is Bao Zheng's deterrence.

Shen An suddenly turned to Wen Yanbo and said, "What does Prime Minister Wen think of the artillery?"

Wen Yanbo thought for a while, "The most important weapon of the country!"

Shen An smiled and said, "Does Wen Xiang know the art of forging cannons?"

"I don't know." Wen Yanbo said matter-of-factly. He is Zaifu, so naturally he does not need to understand this.

"Then the literature shows that the artillery must stop to cool down after firing many rounds, and what is the principle behind it."

Wen Yanbo shook his head, "I don't know."

He found these questions somewhat boring.

Does Zaifu still need to know how to farm?

Shen An had a smile on his face, "So for example, during the next expedition to the Liao Kingdom, if the Privy Council mobilizes artillery to go north, does Prime Minister Wen know how much artillery should be allocated?"

Well!

Wen Yanbo is stuck.

Han Qi looked at Shen An and suddenly patted his belly, causing the fat around his waist to bulge.

He really wanted to laugh.

Shen An's first two questions seemed simple and boring, but as soon as the third question came out, Wen Yanbo became confused.

You Wen Yanbo said that artillery is the most important weapon of the country, but you don’t even know how to deploy the most important weapon of the country. What do you mean?

malfeasance!

Bao Zheng had a sullen face, probably abandoning his long-standing friendship with Lao Wen and preparing to take action.

Wen Yanbo was troubled and couldn't tell. He really didn't understand artillery. He only knew that the thing was extremely powerful and indestructible.

"This matter... the officials below will naturally understand."

He felt that this answer was very pale.

Sure enough, Shen An said sarcastically: "I dare to ask Mr. Wen, what if someone is derelict in their duties? You might be able to tell?"

You don’t even understand the principles of artillery, you can see that you’re shit!

At that time, you will be a clay statue in the temple.

Decoration!

Boom!

Han Qi seemed to hear a sound of thunder.

Zhao Shu said slowly: "I know."

It's a slap.

"Bronze cannons are not easy to cast. Bronze is flexible and has a strong ability to withstand the bore pressure generated by gunpowder. However, if it continues to fire after it is hot, regardless of whether gunpowder can be loaded into the bore, the gun body, for example, will be deformed due to the high temperature... …It might even explode.”

Zhao Shu continued: "What is chamber pressure? The pressure generated by the burning and expansion of gunpowder. This pressure pushes the iron bullets out, and also puts pressure on the artillery... Just like the same fly, it is shattered with a slap. This is also a kind of force. . But gunpowder is more powerful, so after firing a few rounds, it must be stopped to cool down, or fired again after a longer interval..."

He looked at Wen Yanbo and felt that there was something wrong with the privy envoy's learning ability. "If we don't know this and learn that the Liao people have an army of 200,000 during the next Northern Expedition, how many artillery pieces should we put in front of our army? We have to think about it. It takes a long time for the artillery to cool down! I don’t know what will happen if there is less mobilization and the enemy’s cavalry breaks through?”

Wen Yanbo knelt down and said, "I... I don't know. I will study it carefully and don't dare to slack off."

Zhao Shu smiled and said: "That's good. I have known each other for many years, and I thought miscellaneous studies were nonsense and an inconspicuous knowledge. But later...do you still remember the Divine Power Crossbow? And... Jinfeidan, many, many things, miscellaneous studies just keep pushing them out.

Dear gentlemen, what is knowledge? As an emperor, I have many things to consider, but the first thing is the prosperity of the Song Dynasty. I should learn whatever knowledge can make the Song Dynasty strong, rather than clinging to the weak. "

Boom!

Sima Guang only felt that every word of these words was a slap, and it hurt him, "Your Majesty!"

He called "Your Majesty" and was very sad. Shen An said: "May I ask Sima Jianyuan, why do you study?"

Zhao Shu's eyes became brighter and he nodded slightly.

This is a good question!

As important ministers, why do you study and learn?

Sima Guang found himself unable to answer.

The answer is for the Song Dynasty, so the miscellaneous studies have proved with irrefutable objects that they are beneficial to the Song Dynasty and can strengthen the Song Dynasty. Then why don't you, Sima Guang, study it?

Or just answer it for yourself. But as soon as this answer came out, the whole world would despise him.

Why is it so popular in business these days to flatter each other? Just because everyone likes to flaunt themselves. Even the butcher who delivered mutton to the Shen family got himself the bandit account of Yang Wudi, UU Reading www.uukｎshu． net shows the prevalence of this trend.

Everyone is a gentleman and everyone is a hero.

You, Sima Guang, dare to say that you are not?

Han Qi was holding back his laughter. He felt that Guan Jia and Shen An were too wicked. The two of them sang and harmonized, which made Wen Yanbo and Sima Guang very embarrassed.

Wen Yanbo felt uncomfortable all over, and the feeling of someone poking something made him just want to leave here.

"Please excuse me."

This debate can no longer go on.

When the emperor personally stated the benefits of the knowledge of Zaxue to the Song Dynasty, Zaxue was already in an invincible position.

They are prime ministers, not scholar-bureaucrats, so sophistry is impossible.

So the best option is to avoid it.

Shen An had a look of reluctance, "Why did Wen Xiang leave? I still have a lot of miscellaneous things to say here. This is something I prepared all night. Wen Xiang... Wen Xiang..."

Wen Yanbo raised his head and glanced at him. He felt that this guy was really a villain. His palace was so deep, but his eyelids twitched a few times at this moment.

Sima Guang had no choice but to bow down and retire. He also glanced at Shen An and saw that the guy was smiling, as if he was saying goodbye to a good friend. The look on his face was so sincere that Sima Guang almost thought he and he were good friends.

This guy is adding insult to injury!

When Zhao Shu saw it, he felt relieved for some reason and felt very comfortable.

Han Qi was very happy and said: "Why don't I go to the office and find a place for you to argue again?"

Wen Yanbo lowered his head and retreated slowly.

He lost this battle.

He was defeated by his lack of understanding of miscellaneous studies.

What about artillery, gold, fat, and elixirs? These are all techniques. In the future, they will be called strange skills and obscene skills, and the scholar-bureaucrats will look down upon them.

But he is Zaifu!

At this moment, he just wanted to find some textbooks on miscellaneous studies and learn them.

But there seems to be no place to sell general education textbooks, right?