A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Cao Ben was still reading and his hair was messy.

Cao Huang looked melancholy outside, then went out and asked, "The people who went to see the list haven't come back yet?"

"without."

He sighed and was about to go back when he saw a horse coming.

"It's uncle Guo."

Cao Huang stepped forward to greet him, cupped his hands and said, "Are you here to drink?"

It was a joke, but after Cao Yi dismounted, he held his hands in a serious voice and said: "Wu Lang, congratulations to you."

Cao Huang was startled, "What's wrong?"

Cao Yi smiled and said: "I am hit."

Cao Huang chuckled and said, "Uncle Guo, is this a joke?"

Cao Yi shook his head, "How could someone be joking about something like this!"

Cao Huang looked at the sky and felt a surge of ecstasy, then he felt dizzy.

Boom!

Cao Huang just fell at the door of his house.

"Wu Lang!" Cao Yi was dumbfounded. He came to deliver good news, it was a happy event, but if Cao Huang fell down like this, if he couldn't wake up, it would be a happy event turned into a funeral.

"Pinch!" Cao Yan remembered the tactics used in the army, so he went up personally and pinched Cao Huang's body so hard that it bled.

"Ouch!" Cao Huang woke up, and the first thing he did was to hold Cao Yi's hand, "Uncle Guo, please don't coax me!"

"Coax you to stop being with women from now on!" Cao Yan cursed and swore.

After Cao Yi was released by the late emperor, he was like a wild horse running wild, a frequent visitor to the entertainment venue... It wasn't until the Queen Mother took care of him several times that he calmed down a bit. He swore not to be lewd with women, which was more powerful than the official's oath not to be an emperor.

"Da Lang!" Cao Huang got up and ran home, as happy as a child.

Cao Ben was reading a book when Cao Huang rushed in, grabbed the book and threw it away.

"Dad!" Cao Ben looked up, his eyes with dark circles full of anger.

"Dalang, you've been hit!"

The Cao family went crazy.

"My son, if his father dies now, he will have the honor to meet his ancestors."

Cao Huang burst into tears with excitement, "Look at our Cao family, our ancestors have been wielding swords and guns since our ancestors. In the past, the uncle said that even though he is a general, he must have a Jinshi. Who will win? Who will win? ?”

Cao Yi was so embarrassed that he wished he could drink and drink this cousin to death.

"You are the only one who has been hit, my son!"

Cao Huang was so excited that he immediately asked people to go to Fanlou to ask for food and wine to entertain the whole family.

Even Zhao Shu was alarmed by this incident.

"Anyone in Uncle Guo's family has passed the provincial examination?"

"Yes." Chen Zhongheng felt that Cao Yi had been too arrogant recently, "He is the child of Uncle Guo's cousin."

"Just say he is his nephew!" Zhao Shu felt that Chen Zhongheng was getting more and more stupid. "This is not bad."

"What about the powerful people..." Zhao Shu was thinking.

Most of the dignitaries of the Song Dynasty were inherited from the founding of the country. At that time, in order to relieve the military power of those feudal towns, they were given a lot of money and titles. Today, these dignitaries have already faded away.

He immediately called the ministers to discuss the matter together.

"I think this is a good thing." Han Qi thinks this is a good thing. "The powerful people have been left out in the cold so far, but they must not be willing to accept it. How to do it? I think it is best to give them more ways."

Zhao Shu nodded, "It's just that those disciples don't have much success!"

"If you don't have more, that's your own business." Han Qi's attitude was very tough. "The so-called virtue of a gentleman is to be killed after five generations. Now that a hundred years have passed, no matter how much kindness you have, it should have dissipated."

"But there is some friendship after all." Zhao Shu was observing the Prime Minister.

"Friendship is friendship, that is a private matter. But the emperor is selfless!"

Han Qi was still so domineering, Zhao Shu nodded slightly, "So... Cao Ben is good."

This is to use Cao Ben as an example to let the powerful know the attitude from the DPRK.

"You have your own life, and the DPRK and China will gradually reduce these expenditures."

The prime ministers and assistants nodded, and later this sentence was spread intentionally or unintentionally.

Ever since Emperor Taizu released his military power over a cup of wine, the Song Dynasty has been overrun with powerful people. By the time of Emperor Zhenzong, all kinds of crazy preferential treatment and all kinds of crazy undercover officials put a heavy burden on the Song Dynasty. To this day, it is still hard to get back.

Zhao Shu can clean up the clan because he is the patriarch and has legal advantages.

But Zhao Shu was a little unsure when it came to clearing away the burden he had incurred over the years.

But his condition is like this. There is no problem. Once it is discovered that there is a serious problem that will threaten Da Song, then he will be anxious and have trouble sleeping and eating...

Something is going to happen!

Zhao Shu's words spread, and the signal was obvious.

"What the official family means is that in the future, Yin Guanhui will become more and more rare. Unless it is a great contribution to the country, don't even think about it."

The atmosphere in the old party was very bad. After Hui Ying Bao was defeated, an atmosphere of disintegration lingered.

Wen Yanbo was dozing with squinted eyes, and Sima Guang was in a daze.

Lu Jiezai said excitedly: "If the Yin Guan is cancelled, what will happen to those children? The officials are too anxious to deal with this matter. It should be done slowly. It can be done in ten, twenty or fifty years. But it can be done in ten years, twenty years or fifty years." But he wanted to solve the matter overnight, alas!"

Among the problems of the Song Dynasty, Sandu was the first to bear the brunt, and among the three, Yinguan, that is, the emperor's appointment of officials everywhere every year, left the biggest mess.

When he arrived at Zhao Shu, he had calmed down a lot, but he still couldn't stop the car.

Now he takes action brazenly...

"The officials feel that the prosperous age is coming, and the martial arts of the Song Dynasty is at its peak, so they want to take San Ruan under the knife."

Liu Zhan took out a handkerchief and wiped his lips, frowning and said: "But those people should not be underestimated. They are quite powerful whether in the officialdom or in the military. If the officials want to stop Yin Guan... it will cause It’s grumbling, but it’s okay.”

"I am afraid that the officials will clean up the past officials and reduce the money and food provided to them."

Lu Jie's words made everyone dumbfounded. Even Wen Yanbo shook his head and said: "No. Unless he is... crazy."

The word "crazy" is used, which shows Wen Yanbo's despair for the situation and his despair for the old party.

When Zhao Shu was in the Prince's Mansion, there were rumors that he was crazy, but later everyone saw him and he was a nice guy, just a bit harsh.

But now these words made Lu Hui's eyes light up.

"Don't think about those things about you." Wen Yanbo frowned and said, "You can't understand the emperor's heart. If these words spread from you, I will sever ties with you from now on."

Lu Hui bowed his head and responded.

No matter what, Wen Yanbo would never take the road of slandering the emperor. He stood up and said: "Winning or losing is only temporary. There are so many scholar-bureaucrats in the world. If you lose at this time, then you will work hard to find a way to make the Song Dynasty strong. Instead of slandering and slandering people behind your back, I despise those people!"

Everyone bowed their heads, even Sima Guang.

Wen Yanbo walked out slowly.

"A glass of wine with new lyrics, the weather is the same as last year. When will the sun set?"

This was a poem written by Yan Shu. Lu Hui smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle Yan Tong served as a privy minister and a minister during his lifetime. After he passed away, the only person who could inherit his poetry legacy was Yan Jidao. Yan Jidao..."

Liu Zhan pressed the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, "Yan Jidao was also a Yinguan back then, and was a Taizhu of Taichang Temple. Now I heard that he is very down and out, hanging out with others all day long. He is the son of the Prime Minister, which is embarrassing!"

Sima Guang raised his head and recited: "There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallows return. The fragrant path of the small garden wanders alone."

The atmosphere was very bad, like... the kind before the trees fell and the hozens dispersed.

There was a lot of discussion in various parts of the capital. Beimang Newspaper began to explain the meaning of the official's sentence, and used it to analyze the origin of the three redundancies in the Song Dynasty. Only then did the people suddenly realize it, and they applauded.

But then the powerful people took action.

"The official's memorials and remonstrances are all here."

Chen Zhongheng led people to move in boxes of memorials.

Zhao Shu took a look and said, "Seal them all."

Chen Zhongheng said in surprise: "You don't want to read it?"

"You don't need to look at it to know that it's about Yin Guan. What am I looking at? Are you making yourself uncomfortable?"

Zhao Shu looked at the capital coldly.

Time passed, and when ice cubes began to appear in the palace, Yiqi delivered news that shocked the court.

"Your Majesty, there is a rebellion on Jinghu North Road!"

Zhao Shu was stunned for a moment and then asked: "It's been since the year before last. I haven't heard any news about the rebellion. I guess it's because the people's lives have become easier... Why is this?"

Han Qi had already received the report, read it quickly, raised his head and said: "The official family is Yuezhou..."

"Where is Yuezhou?" Zhao Shu's eyes were full of anger.

"Baling."

Han Qi bowed his head, as did Zeng Gongliang, Bao Zheng and others.

"Ba Ling." Zhao Shu gasped.

When Teng Zijing was demoted to Yuezhou, Baling was the administrative seat of Yuezhou, on the edge of Dongting Lake. He stood by the Dongting Lake and was filled with emotions, and finally came up with the idea of ​​rebuilding the Yueyang Tower. This can be regarded as an elegant thing in the literary world. After the Yueyang Tower was repaired, Teng Zijing sent a letter to his friend Fan Zhongyan, asking him to write an article about the Yueyang Tower.

At that time, Fan Zhongyan was demoted to Dengzhou because of the New Deal. After hearing this, he gladly took up his pen, and then wrote the well-known Yueyang Tower Notes.

——In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, Teng Zijing was relegated to Baling County. In the next year, the government will be harmonious and people will be harmonious, and everything will be prosperous.

After the failure of the New Deal, in the eyes of many New Party members, the place name Yueyang Tower and even Baling have a very deep meaning and cannot be blasphemed.

But now there is a rebellion in Baling.

This is poking the lungs of the new party!

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"Who is it?"

His eyes were cold, this was a sign of illness.

Han Qi said: "There are local gentry, more than a hundred forbidden troops, and...a few officials."

This is a raid.

"They said that the officials had forced them into desperation..."

"Lie!" Zhao Shu said coldly: "The gentry have money and food, the imperial army has military pay, and the officials have salary. What else do they want? Is it the road to the palace?"

"The hearts of the people are weak! Shameless!" Zhao Shu stood up, his eyes full of evil spirits, "Has the local government suppressed the rebellion?"

"No news yet." Han Qi wished he could rush to Yuezhou in person, but it was obviously too late.

"Bianliang has sent the imperial army! Go immediately!"

Zhao Shu's roar echoed in the imperial city, and the cavalry also headed south.

Only two days later, the messenger rushed into Bianliang City again.

"Your Majesty, those traitors have been captured without a fight!"

Damn it!

It had only been two days since the news of the rebellion came, and the news of the counter-rebellion had arrived.

This is too annoying.

The kings and ministers of the Song Dynasty were angry at being deceived.

"who?"

"When the navy returned to Hangzhou, Duke Yan said he would go to Yueyang Tower to pay homage to Duke Fan, so he took more than a hundred riders to Yuezhou. As soon as they arrived in Yuezhou, those people happened to rebel, so Duke Yan stood on the Yueyang Tower and shouted With one voice, everything dropped."

This little beast even ran to Yueyang Tower without fear of being impeached!

Bao Zheng was secretly angry.

"What did he shout?" Zhao Shu asked.

The messenger said: "The Duke of Yan shouted... Shen is here!"

Shen is here!

Four words!

Rebellion surrenders!

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