A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

"This is a memorial from the lower official..."

"What did you write?"

"The lower official wants to enter the admonishing official's house..."

"Take it away!"

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In the political hall, many big bosses in Beijing were called, and several ministers gave them lessons.

"Lunar eclipses happen every once in a while. If we force the officials every time they happen, will the emperor let you do it?"

The prime ministers and assistants studied it last night and finally felt that Han Qi was the most vicious and it would be better for him to speak.

Zhao Yunrang and Zhao Yunliang sat together, whispering.

"Han Qi is too proud. Are you going to suppress his power?"

Zhao Yunliang's complexion turned out to be fairer, he encouraged in a low voice.

Zhao Yunrang sneered: "Why are you so weird? They say you like hunger strikes now?"

Zhao Yunliang said disdainfully: "That's called fasting. Regular fasting makes me as light as a swallow, my skin tone improves, my feet become lighter, I feel light-headed, and there is wind in my armpits... That's all. Naturally, a rough guy like you doesn't understand." "

Since the last time he and Zhao Yunrang made a bet and went on a hunger strike for three days, Zhao Yunliang has fallen deeply in love with fasting. He comes here every now and then and even advocates the various benefits of fasting in his house.

"The vegetable sellers are no longer going to your house, so just slowly start living without food. Sooner or later, your whole family will become immortals."

Zhao Yunrang sneered, and Han Qi over there was also making the final threat.

"...There are so many lunar eclipses recorded in history books, and the king has issued so many edicts on sins and crimes. Is it useful?"

He glanced at these dignitaries and said fiercely: "No! So the matter ends here. If anyone is unwilling to give up and insists on continuing to make trouble with the officials...then I and the ministers will think that he has ulterior motives! The plot is... evil!"

The dignitaries below were buzzing and muttering for a while, and someone said: "But that is the ancestral method..."

"Yes! Can the ancestral method be easily activated? This is..."

"What a fart!"

Han Qi completely lifted the scholar's mask and said ferociously: "Who doesn't know that the Xiang Army is just for food? And you can still mobilize people from the Xiang Army to do things. This army is not official, but it is It’s become yours, so you don’t want to let it go?”

Damn it!

A group of powerful people were furious after being scolded by him, but after hearing the words behind them, they could only remain silent.

But Han Qi was unreasonable and continued to shout: "Who doesn't know these things? Who doesn't know!"

He doesn't talk about ancestral methods, because it will trigger a large-scale attack and spread the influence.

He only talked about the resettlement of the victims on the spot, so the dignitaries were silent.

In many cases, the soldiers in the Song Dynasty were like slaves. The local gentry with connections could call them to work for them. The officers who commanded the army even regarded them as cash cows and frequently sent them out to work to make money.

This is an unspoken rule that everyone knows. No one has ever exposed it before, so everything is fine.

But today Han Qi revealed this matter...

He was also dumbfounded.

My mouth is slipping!

I don’t want to say anything!

The dignitaries were a little uneasy. Someone stood up and said, "I know about this, please rest assured."

"Yes! I promise not to cause any trouble to the officials."

"Let's go! When I get back to my lower position, I will tell the people below not to make any more noise. Anyone who makes a fuss will be kicked out."

"..."

The dignitaries agreed to the matter and left in a hurry, and then rumors began to spread outside.

…

Wang Anshi was not among those notified this time, which meant that his position was not high enough.

"If you're not studying at home, why do you come to Sansi?"

Wang Anshi was also very busy. In his position as the judge of the Third Division, he eagerly searched for the financial methods of the Song Dynasty.

There was an account book in his hand. Without hearing Wang Yu's words, he raised his head and said, "What are you waiting for?"

Wang Yu said cautiously: "Dad, children can't learn anything at home..."

Wang Anshi said casually: "Then will my father find you a good teacher?"

He knew several great scholars in the capital, and his own knowledge was not low.

He was thinking about which scholar was free at home, and Wang Yu whispered: "Dad, why don't you go to the Imperial College..."

Wang Anshi slowly raised his head and looked at his eldest son with a scrutinizing gaze, "Where is the imperial examination?"

"You have to pass the imperial examination to become an official, did you know?"

This is a painful thing, but it cannot be avoided.

Wang Yu said: "My child knows."

Wang Anshi sighed: "It's not enough for you to know. You need to write more articles and read more scriptures."

These are the pasted-on texts, poems, and imperial examinations that are repeated over and over again. They look very boring, but they are convincing.

Wang Yu muttered: "No matter how much you watch, it will be of no use to the country..."

"What did you say?"

Wang Anshi was slightly angry, "What does it mean to be useless to the country?"

Wang Yu raised his head and said: "Dad, since my son was educated in Shufa, he has only learned poetry, articles, and Confucian classics. However, after studying these years, my son has become more and more confused..."

Wang Anshi covered his forehead and had a headache.

Wang Yu's aura became more and more powerful: "Dad, those poems, articles, and Confucian classics that the child has learned, will they be helpful if he becomes an official?"

He stared at his father with sharp eyes, showing no intention of giving in at all.

In his world, the world is vast and the truth is the greatest.

Wang Anshi frowned and said, "My father also learned this way."

Wang Anshi has a lot of abilities, otherwise he would not be valued by the ministers and emperors.

Wang Yu shook his head and said: "Dad, those skills you learned after becoming an official have nothing to do with the books you read. My child has already seen through it. These poems and articles are fine to do in your spare time when you are drinking and having fun with your friends. Just treat it as such. It’s a pastime. But if you want to learn from it how to be an official and how to govern a country... Dad, that’s just trying to make a fool of yourself!”

Wang Anshi was sighing. He was also thinking about these things and the impact of the existing imperial examination system on scholars.

He felt a little confused.

"Dad, my son only goes to brother An Bei's miscellaneous studies class. And if brother An Bei is not free, my son will teach the students on his behalf...it's also miscellaneous studies."

Wang Yu made a guarantee.

Wang Anshi lowered his head slightly, "You originally had a disdainful temper, but after making good friends with Shen An, your appearance changed. My father remembers that you used to be quite disdainful of miscellaneous studies..."

Wang Yu's face was a little red, "Dad, those miscellaneous studies... are not worth learning as a child. Brother An Bei's is different."

"Why is he different?"

Wang Anshi felt a little tired.

He had no objection to the method of obtaining scholars through the imperial examination, but he was a little dissatisfied with the content of the examination, but he did not expect that his son was more radical than himself.

This means total denial.

"Brother Anbei is all about practical learning. Dad, the Song Dynasty still needs practical learning to save it. We can only rely on those poems and articles to be Wen Tianwuxi..."

Wang Anshi became angry instantly, "You kid... your father has indulged you for many years, and now he has allowed you to cause trouble!"

He was dissatisfied with the content of the imperial examination, but he could not tolerate the behavior of trampling poetry and articles into the dirt, and finally got angry rarely.

He put down the book and stood up slowly, his eyes unkind.

In every father's heart, there is a plot to beat his son.

From the beginning of crying in swaddling clothes, making the whole family miserable, to the childhood days when people hated dogs, to the rebellious days of being disobedient...

Every father has raised his hand countless times, some have beaten him down, and some have been reluctant to do so.

Wang Anshi is a typical person who is reluctant to take action, but today he felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.

This is the most cruel he has been to Wang Yu in many years, but Wang Yu said calmly and without fear: "Dad, you can find out when you have time to go to the Imperial College. Children never lie!"

Wang Anshi looked at his son and suddenly felt a little tired. He shook his head and sighed: "That's it, go ahead."

Practical learning is very important, but not everything should be practical. Confucianism is broad and profound, so you should study hard...

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Wang Yu almost got beaten by his father, but now Shen An just wants to beat someone up.

At the gate of the Imperial College, more than ten men were spraying wildly.

"Why should I drive my son out? Why?"

"My eldest son is smart and studious. If you don't believe me, you can ask the neighbors. But such a good student was kicked out of the Imperial College with the words "I am happy to do so. Who said that? Come out and tell me something."

"Just because you don't study the so-called miscellaneous studies, you can't enter the Imperial College? Is this the rule there? I dare to ask this in front of an official!"

"Who is willing to study miscellaneous studies? Just ask the students in the Imperial College, who is willing to study miscellaneous studies if there is no great Confucian there?"

Several scholars invited by Shen An smiled slightly and felt quite comfortable.

They came to the Imperial College for money, but miscellaneous subjects were taught in the Imperial College. They were dissatisfied, but they tolerated it for the sake of money.

The words of these men are so affirmative of them, and they also belittle the miscellaneous students, which makes people feel good!

"who is it?"

a man roared.

"I!"

Shen An responded, and Chen Ben whispered behind him: "These people are the fathers of the students who were kicked out of the Imperial College by you that day. They have often come here to make trouble in the past few days, saying they want an explanation."

"It's you?"

"Yes, it's me."

"Who are you?"

More than a dozen parents slowly gathered around.

"The Imperial Storyteller Shen An."

"Why should you drive my uncle out?"

"You're just a storyteller. There are also sacrificial wines and stewards here. When will it be your turn to make the decision?"

"He can call the shots."

A group of parents were roaring aggressively, and Guo Qian suddenly said something.

Lao Guo took leave today. He probably came here after hearing the news, which is considered responsible.

A group of parents were getting angry and asked, "Who are you?"

Guo Qian nodded apologetically to Shen An and said, "I'm offering wine at the Imperial Academy, Guo Qian."

The group of parents fell silent.

The sacrificial wine said that Shen An could make the decision, so their clamor just now seemed very meaningless.

A group of parents suppressed their blushes, and someone shouted: "The Imperial College is nothing, it just accepts some children from poor families... let's go."

"Walk!"

The Imperial College has declined in recent years. If Shen An had not paid for several great scholars to teach, these people would not have allowed their sons to come.

This is a two-way choice, but Shen An is unwilling to admit these students who are discriminatory and utilitarian.

"But the reputation of our Imperial College!"

Someone muttered something, but Shen An ignored it and prepared to go in for class.

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Shen An turned around and when he saw it was Wang Yu, he smiled and said, "What are you doing here?"

Some of the parents knew Wang Yu, so they lowered their voices and said, "This is the eldest son of Wang Anshi's family. He is a first-class genius. He was one of the most prodigies in the Song Dynasty..."

"I've heard that he has been following Judge Wang to Bianliang for a long time, and he has never lost a single literary event he participated in. What a great talent!"

"He actually knows that Shen An?"

"Now that we know each other, let's go!"

"Look, he went to find Guo Qian."

"This is……"

Wang Yu walked up to Guo Qian, bowed and said, "Guo Jijiu, the student wants to enter the Imperial College."

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