A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

East Lake is a major landscape in Raozhou, and together with Zhishan Mountain, it is one of the two major resorts for literati and poets.

There are relics of Fan Wenzheng on Zhishan Mountain, and no one dares to go there. But the relics of East Lake are as far back as seven or eight hundred years ago, and you can let those sluts comment on those years, those people, and those things.

There are countless poems left here in East Lake, but none of them are particularly outstanding, which is a pity for the people of Raozhou.

But at this moment they had a strong premonition.

Today's literary meeting will probably go down in history.

Why?

It's because of the boy in front.

"Throughout the ages, heroes have never been found. Sun Zhong is looking for a place..."

Shen An walked towards the lake with his hands behind his back, chanting slowly: "On the dancing pavilion and singing stage, the wind and rain always blow away the wind."

"What a momentum!"

A few simple sentences describe the artistic conception, and people can't help but look into the distance and think about those golden horses, towers and waterside pavilions in those days.

Someone asked for paper and pen to record, and a group of people gathered around, but more people were looking at the young man in front of them.

It’s going to be a famous story today!

Xie Wei's face was solemn, and he looked to the side with disdain, as if he was observing the scenery, but his ears were opened wider.

Shen An walked over slowly, "The grass and trees in the setting sun, the ordinary alleys, where the slaves of humanity once lived."

Everyone only felt that a picture appeared before their eyes: a street under the sunset, with grass and trees growing everywhere. It seemed ordinary, but it was the place where Liu Jinnu once lived.

Liu Jinu was Liu Yu, a heroic man of his generation. Under the predicament of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, when the monarchs and ministers were at peace, his invincibility became a miracle, and it was he who finally ended the Jin Dynasty.

The most important thing is that the name of his founding country was also "Song".

Such a heroic emperor is particularly memorable in poems.

What the Song Dynasty lacked was such a British leader. If there were such a British leader, the Liao people would probably tremble.

"I think back then, when we were strong and powerful, we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger."

"What a momentum!"

"good!"

Zeng Gongliang raised his glass and drank three swigs, and then shouted: "Happy! Happy!"

Shen An walked to the lake, looked at the water waves, and recited: "Yuan Jia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu, and won the hasty visit to the north."

Yuanjia refers to Liu Yu's son. The failure of Emperor Yuanjia's Northern Expedition reminds people of what I said about heroes and bastards.

Is this what Shen An said before?

This man actually composes poetry as soon as he says it, and the fit is so perfect that one can only marvel.

"For decades, I still remember looking north and seeing the beacon fire on Hebei Road."

Everyone felt their hearts shaken and couldn't help but look over.

In the Battle of Gaoliang River decades ago, the Song Dynasty suffered a huge defeat. From then on, it became a southern country. It only wanted to protect itself and had no ambition to make progress.

"It's worth looking back. Under the temple of Mr. Yang, there is a sacred crow drum."

How dare he mention Yang Ye? !

Yang Ye was defeated that year, and some people could not escape the blame, but because of Zhao Laoer, it was difficult to pursue them.

What did this man mention him for?

Shen An turned around, "Who can ask, Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?"

Everyone was sitting or standing, some were dumbfounded, some had sighs on their faces, some had sneers on their faces...

The opening line of this poem is majestic and grand, pointing out the country and inspiring the text. After reaching the second half, the style suddenly changed, and a tragic and desolate atmosphere rose to the sky.

In the end, Lian Po is old and asking himself whether he can still make a living. He is also questioning.

Someone chanted: "Decades later, I still remember when looking north, the Beacon Road and Hebei Road... The country was in a difficult situation back then. Lian Po is old, can he still make a living... When will the old mountains and rivers be recovered... Good words, good words!"

"good words!"

Finally someone shouted out!

"A mere young man can actually write such majestic and desolate words, which makes people sigh with emotion. What a great talent! What a great talent!"

"With this poem as the highlight, today's gathering will be remembered for eternity. How lucky we are to be part of it!"

"Amazing talent and beauty! If I get this word today, I will definitely get drunk when I return home. I will look north in the distance in my dream, and dream about decades ago..."

"..."

Everyone applauded, and someone raised their hands and said: "I was offended before, sorry."

"I am so blind that I don't recognize the great talent. I'm so ashamed!"

Shen An stood with his hands behind his hands. The wind blew from the lake, carrying water vapor and blowing his green shirt. The young man looked calm, and he just smiled when facing these compliments. He was neither humble nor arrogant.

What a handsome young man!

A man said: "I heard that the young man in the capital invented a unique method of writing questions on the sea, which made the Imperial College an instant success in the provincial examination. We are both young men, so we should be the best at the same time."

"That... that's fine. The questions he made are blasphemous to knowledge and turn students into puppets for doing questions. How can we cultivate talents in this way? I'm afraid all the people who come out are idiots. ."

Someone said disdainfully: "That man is still young, he is just trying to please the public. Who can think of such methods? It's just unwillingness and disdain. If he takes advantage of it, he will be the laughing stock of the world."

"That's wrong! After reading it a hundred times, you will see its meaning. There are so few geniuses in this world, and most of them are mediocre people. If this generation studies the meaning of the scriptures deeply, it is just trying to catch fish..."

A group of people started arguing. Zeng Gongliang was a little dumbfounded. He glanced at Shen An and thought, what is going on?

How did your topic get here?

Shen An was also a little confused.

How come it spread so fast?

The debate over there gradually heated up, and the opposing side gained the upper hand.

I saw a young man come out. He must have drunk too much. He burped and said: "For this provincial examination, there are 42 people from Taixue, which is more than 20%! And they are 108 people." Forty-two people passed the exam, what’s the blasphemy?”

This guy drank too much and waved his hands randomly and said, "How many scholars are there in the world? Everyone is trying to grab the Jinshi title, but who can get it? You? Or someone. Except for Zeng Ping and other people, everyone here is Poor thing...poor thing! Hahahaha!"

The faces of the opponents were ashen, and the old men were so angry that they wanted to beat them up.

The young man became excited and said: "We are all poor people who can't win the exam, but we are talking about the pity of those who do win... Hahahaha! It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, now the whole world is learning Shen An's method of questioning the sea, you guys Don’t want to learn? Do you dare to say that you don’t want to learn? As long as you dare to say it, I will apologize... But if your relatives and friends don’t follow, that would be shameless..."

What a man!

Everyone was paying attention to the young man, and then looked at Zeng Gongliang.

Now the situation is awkward, what should we do?

But Zeng Gongliang was in a daze.

Shen An was also in a daze.

Actually...forty-two people were hit?

I called you Immortal Banban, is this true?

Shen An's face was reddish and his breathing was rapid.

Forty-two people, what is this concept?

The provincial examination was an examination for the entire Song Dynasty elite. One hundred and eight people from the Imperial College participated in the competition and actually took away more than 20% of the places.

The provincial examination for this subject is like it was set up for Imperial College, and the candidates outside are about to cry.

What about those rich and powerful children?

I'm sure my intestines will turn green.

If they had been willing to be more humble, observe the daily life of Taixue students, and be willing to learn, then the whole army would not have been wiped out in the Fajie Examination.

This is life!

Shen An only felt light and airy all over, and that kind of pride and joy made him couldn't help but smile.

I can't bear it anymore!

The young man knocked out the opponents with a hammer, and someone shouted: "Shen An's rebellion will lead to ruin sooner or later! If you don't believe it, let's wait and see!"

"Yes, distorting the knowledge of saints and leading to unhealthy academic styles. What is this? Eternal infamy! If you look at the history books a hundred years from now, you will definitely be infamy..."

Your sister, in a hundred years everyone here will be reduced to bones. What are you looking at? My eyeballs are all broken, what a fart!

Zeng Gongliang felt that the old man who spoke was going too far. He coughed dryly and was about to speak when the young man shouted: "This time there are forty-two people in the Imperial Examination. Those forty-two people are the crowd of Shen An. Wait a minute." During the first subject examination, how many candidates will study according to Professor Shen An's method?"

The young man looked at the old man eagerly and raised his head and said: "Those people have benefited from Shen An. From generation to generation, with them watching, who dares to slander Shen An in the history books? I asked... who else?" "

Zeng Gongliang thought so for a moment, and then glanced at Shen An, thinking that this was something serious!

Shen An was also dumbfounded.

Zeng Gongliang came over and sat next to Shen An, then scooped up a bowl of wine and drank it.

He put down the bowl and looked at Shen An with undisguised envy and a little jealousy.

"Anbei, ten years from now, you will be Emperor Wenzong of the Song Dynasty...Those who have won great titles because of this question, and those who are learning with this method, they are all your supporters..."

There was fear in Zeng Gongliang's eyes, and then he smiled and said: "Fortunately you are still young. It will take twenty or thirty years before you can become the prime minister. Otherwise, I would like the officials to suppress you now, and you will not be allowed to step in for at least thirty years." Zhengshitang, otherwise who is your opponent?”

"Thirty years later, I will definitely be gone by then..."

Zeng Gongliang was a little sad. He was thinking that if he had Shen An's conditions, then Han Qi would not be afraid of him no matter how domineering I was. At worst, if they were to confront each other, who would be afraid of whom?

Young man, why are you so lucky?

Shen An tried his best to hide his surprise in his envious eyes.

The tactics he came up with were just for emergencies, really just for emergencies.

After being driven to serve in the Imperial College by Zhao Zhen, he habitually thought about achieving some political achievements and doing more meritorious service so that he could be promoted in the future.

But he underestimated the power of this question-sea tactic. As a result, when he was in Guangxi, Taixue students almost monopolized the provincial examinations, and the question-sea tactic became famous all over the world.

I, Shen, have become a celebrity!

In the future, those students who use this method will naturally be half of my allies. UU reading www.uukanshu.net

With these allies, subsequent innovations will be smoother.

Why did Wang Anshi's reforms in his previous life fail?

Regardless of whether his new law is good or bad, first of all, he made the mistake of being too eager to think about the reforms in place.

The second is that there are too few allies. When those reform measures offended countless vested interests, enemies swarmed in, and the power of conservatives was unprecedentedly powerful.

Sima Guang kept a low profile, but had the last laugh, and gave his political opponents a fatal blow before he died.

Allies are crucial, being tough is nice, but the consequence is being alone.

Shen An wanted to laugh and jump into the lake for a refreshing swim.

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