A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Going to court yawning was the norm in the Song Dynasty.

When Shen An arrived outside the imperial city, he first smiled at the grand scene of 'Zombie Siege', and then dismounted.

"Why are you so quiet?"

The officials below the city didn't say anything. The sky was dim and they stood there motionless. Shen An was a little panicked.

You guys... aren't you dreaming?

Suddenly some officials in front were giving up their hands, and then many people followed suit.

The salute was silent, but solemn.

Shen An finally came back to his senses, "I really thought I was dreaming!"

"What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that all the officials turned into zombies."

Snapped!

The back of the head was slapped, the technique and intensity were familiar, and Shen An felt that he was living in reality.

Shen An rubbed the back of his head and said angrily: "They didn't say anything. I thought they were dreaming!"

Bao Zheng said angrily: "Everyone is thanking you."

"Thank me for what?"

Shen An still didn't know, but he was happy in his heart.

"You got the Shenwei Crossbow. This time Fuzhou defended the enemy thanks to this thing, so you have made a contribution, and everyone is thanking you. But don't think that you can be friends with hundreds of officials from now on..."

"I know that one is one and two is two. Even after they give up, they are still enemies."

"Guo Qian from the Imperial College said he wants to invite you back, so you can take care of yourself and don't make a fool of yourself..."

Bao Zheng gave him a final warning, and then went to the prime ministers and assistants.

Officials were still calling for him to come out and take over as the third envoy, but Bao Zheng didn't agree.

This is reserve.

For example, if an official says that you are worthy of heaven and earth and wants to enshrine you, then you must definitely refuse. The more times you refuse, the better and bigger your reputation will be.

If you refuse hundreds of times, you will probably be the most perfect person in ancient and modern times.

This is hypocrisy.

Bao Zheng definitely wants to be the Third Secretary Envoy. After all, he has been promoted. Taking charge of the Caifu Yamen of the Song Dynasty should not be too unpleasant.

"...What did Zhigui eat in the morning?"

The prime ministers and assistants gathered together, but it was a bit dull, so Zeng Gongliang asked casually.

Han Qi also said casually: "I ate a bowl of that noodle in the morning and I was very full."

"Powder? What kind of powder? How does it taste?"

Zeng Gongliang also liked to think about food, so he asked after hearing this.

Han Qi was still a little sleepy. He yawned and said, "The powder is made by drying the wild boar's stomach and intestines. It is good for the stomach and intestines. Now I can eat more."

Zeng Gongliang couldn't help being dumbfounded, "Isn't this the recipe prescribed by Shen An?"

Bao Zheng, who happened to pass behind Han Qi, immediately turned around and went back.

"What prescription did you prescribe for Han Qi?"

Lao Bao looked unkind, and Shen An naturally wanted to cry out: "No! I wish I could kill him with a bowl of poison, how can I give him a prescription?"

Bao Zheng thought so, but Zeng Gongliang's words were so precise that he felt...

"The stomach and intestines of a wild boar are dried and ground into powder. I have to eat a big bowl of it early in the morning."

Gastrointestinal?

Damn it!

Shen An was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that Han Qi would regard his casual words as the truth.

Just the stomach, not the intestines!

As soon as Bao Zheng saw his appearance, he knew it was this kid who was causing trouble. He said angrily: "Han Qi said that eating it is good for his stomach and intestines. I saw that Zeng Gongliang was also moved... By the way, I might eat it?" "

What rice?

Zeng Gongliang also wants to eat?

Shen An felt that he might have opened a magic box. From then on, all the important officials in the court changed their breakfast habits to eat powder ground from the intestines of wild boars.

Will wild boars become extinct as a result?

Shen An felt that he was somewhat wicked.

He glanced around, but there was no one there.

"Bao Gong, I only need the stomach of a wild boar, and just eat a little at a time. If you eat a big bowl... it will be eaten as a meal!"

Bao Zheng felt that this guy was really bad.

But he rejoiced.

Later we entered the palace and walked all the way into the palace.

The morning meeting was still the same, and Shen An wanted to sleep just listening to it.

After the discussion was over, Zhao Zhen looked over and almost made his nose twist in anger.

"wake him up!"

Shen An actually took a nap while standing, his body swaying.

After receiving the order, Xiao Qing happily slapped Shen An in the face, very hard.

But Shen An was so shocked that his first reaction was to punch.

Boom!

The world is quiet!

…

"Your Majesty, I didn't do it on purpose."

Xiao Qing, whose nose was bleeding, was taken out, and Shen An apologized with an embarrassed look.

Zhao Zhen was furious and said, "Go to the Imperial College."

He originally wanted to praise Shen An, but the young man dozed off during the court session. This was really intolerable!

Shen An was dumbfounded and said: "Your Majesty, I...I don't know how to give lectures!"

The prime ministers and assistants were all laughing. They also knew that Shen An was majoring in miscellaneous studies. They were so happy thinking about Shen An going to the Imperial College and facing those students in a daze!

By the afternoon, the Imperial College's reaction came out.

"Fu Xiang, most of the students in the Imperial College have taken sick leave."

Fu Bi was stunned, then smiled bitterly and said: "The official wanted to give him a benefit, but now the benefit has turned into making a fool of himself."

Zeng Gongliang also laughed and said: "If I were Shen An, I would definitely complain about illness and not go away."

Even Zhao Zhen regretted it, but as the emperor, he almost always followed his words, but it was difficult to go back on his words.

In the end, he had to confess: "Remember to remind me to bring Shen An back in a few days."

Chen Zhongheng solemnly agreed and even wrote it down in a small notebook.

Shen An, this is the only one who can help you.

…

"The officials asked Shen Storytelling to come to the Imperial College tomorrow to teach."

When the latest news arrived, Guo Qian stroked his beard and smiled: "This is a good thing!"

Siye Chen Ben said with a straight face: "Half of the students have run away during the wine ceremony."

"What? Come back!"

Guo Qian said angrily: "This is a blatant truancy, we need to be punished, we need to..."

He couldn't ask for anything because those students were on sick leave.

The Imperial College has been in decline for a long time. If it were strictly managed, it might not even be able to retain the last twenty or so students.

So when Shen An arrived at the Imperial College the next morning, he only saw a few students.

Guo Qian and Chen Ben welcomed him in, and after some pleasantries, Guo Qian said that he was busy with official duties and would not accompany Shen An to class.

But Chen Ben said with a straight face that he was busy and ran away.

This is wrong!

Shen An walked into the classroom, and the remaining three students bowed to greet him.

"I've seen storytellers."

Brother, you don’t tell books!

And there were only three students, which made Shen An look confused, and then said: "Sign up."

"Student Su Yan."

"Student Yang Zheng."

"Student Xu Bin."

Su Yan seemed honest at first glance, but Yang Zheng's eyes were rolling around, which showed that he was cunning.

As for Xu Bin, he looked indifferent, obviously he was just a fan.

After the three of them sat down, they felt that Shen An was about to leave.

What to teach just three students?

Moreover, it is said outside that Shen An does not know how to teach serious knowledge.

The so-called serious learning refers to Confucian learning.

Shen An threw the bag on the table and said calmly: "It's time for class."

The three students were sitting upright, probably because they had to give some face in the first lesson, and even Yang Zheng seemed to be more honest.

"You should have taught yourself mental arithmetic, so I won't go into details. Today I will talk about some natural changes."

He took something out of the bag.

Yang Zheng was a little impatient. After seeing this thing, he muttered: "Water cup? Are you trying to teach us how to drink water?"

"No, it's a translucent crystal cup. I borrowed it from the Prince's Mansion. It's priceless. If it's damaged, you'll have to pay for it."

Shen An refuted his statement about the water cup, and then took out a plate.

"This plate is very slippery."

Shen An arranged the dishes, then placed a short candlestick in the middle of the dishes and lit a small candle.

"Get some water and ink."

Shen An went down to look for it, took the water cup that Yang Zheng had placed underneath, and took his inkstone.

After pouring the ink into the water glass, Shen An said in surprise: "I forgot, it should be poured into the plate."

Yang Zheng felt that this storyteller must be targeting him.

He guessed right, Shen An just thought this guy looked too cunning, so he taught him a lesson.

The mixed ink water was poured into the saucer, just covering the candlestick.

Shen An lit the candle, then picked up the crystal cup and said, "Come up."

The three students didn't know what he was going to do, so they came to the table.

Shen An picked up the crystal cup, then turned it upside down and slowly put it down, covering the candle, then the candlestick, and finally the mouth of the cup was submerged in the ink...

what does this mean?

Is he planning to blow up this priceless crystal cup?

There are crystal cups these days, but the one in Shen An's hand is rare. It is thin, translucent, and smooth...

If you sell this thing, you can get rich overnight.

But Shen An just asked Yao Lian to ask the county prince if he had one, but Zhao Yunrang sent over the ancestral crystal cup, saying that there was another one at home, so just smash it.

Lao Zhao was really kind to his own people, and his generosity would send chills down the spine. Shen An was afraid that one day he would call all his granddaughters out and ask him to choose one of them to be his wife.

The three students looked at it in confusion, and then...

"Hey! Why is the water moving...is this a trick?"

"shut up!"

Shen An shouted: "Look carefully."

Mudd! Today’s students are not worried!

Yang Zheng was frightened and stood there blankly.

"The candle is going out."

Su Yan was watching this trick very attentively.

The candle slowly went out.

"The water is coming up! It's coming up!"

The ink water gradually surged up and went directly into the crystal cup, as if there was an invisible big hand driving all this.

"What's this?"

Everyone knows that water flows downwards, but today the ink water actually flows upwards, flowing backwards into the cup...

The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly, but the three students all felt cold all over.

Shen An said calmly: "I'm not even afraid of witchcraft. What the hell am I afraid of?"

The three of them then remembered that Shen An had fought with the wizards in public, and had made them embarrassed.

"Are you a ghost?"

Yang Zheng stepped back with a guilty conscience, and glanced at the door, thinking about how to escape.

"This is knowledge, not ghosts and gods!"

Yang Zheng shook his head and looked at Shen An with fear in his eyes, "No, this is the method of ghosts and gods!"

Shen An lifted the cup, washed it with water, and asked, "Who will do it again?"

Shen An regretted it. If he had known it would scare the students, he should have changed to a less scary experiment.

The best way to eliminate fear and ignorance is to have people repeat the experiment.

Yang Zheng shook his head. If Chen Luo hadn't appeared outside the door, he would have run away immediately, away from this gloomy classroom.

Xu Bin also felt something was wrong. He forced a smile and said: "Storytelling, students are stupid... I'm afraid they won't be able to do it."

Su Yan said happily: "The student is willing to do it."

This guy is a stick!

Shen An sadly discovered that fools are his best helpers.

"Come, UU read www.uukanshu.net and I will teach you."

Shen An was on hand to guide him. Fortunately, the test was very simple, so Su Yan covered the cup like a cat and a tiger.

Then the candle goes out, and then... the ink rises again...

The three students were stunned.

"Storytelling, are you an immortal master?"

"Are you a Taoist?"

"..."

The world is still ignorant, and I, Shen An, have a long way to go!

Facing three students who admired him, Shen An sighed and said: "This is knowledge, different from the knowledge you know, but it is knowledge that can make you reborn..."

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