A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

A box of various valuable notes was thrown on the small table. Yang Zhuoxue looked up and said, "Official, what is this?"

"money."

Shen An sat down heavily, the chair creaked, and then she said comfortably: "It's a gift from others, just spend it."

Yang Zhuoxue took a look, and a picture emerged in her mind: several officials were laughing and standing by the door, looking furtively to the left and right, then raised their head and said: "Waiting for the order... This is the official's intention..."

Are my officials corrupt?

"Official, is it... a bribe?"

She couldn't help but blurt out. Seeing Shen An's surprise, she changed her words: "Guanren, our family is not short of money..."

Our family is not short of money. Don't ask for bribes. It's embarrassing.

Where is this?

Shen An couldn't help laughing and said: "Our family has enough money, how can I accept bribes from your husband?"

Yang Zhuoxue said in confusion: "I don't know."

She said she didn't know, but the images kept popping up in her mind uncontrollably.

A man knelt in front of Shen An, holding a wooden box and crying: "I will spare my life if I am ordered to do so. I am willing to use all my family property to atone for my sins..."

My husband...

This seems more powerful, right?

According to the calculations of future generations, Yang Zhuoxue is still a girl at this moment.

Girls all have pink dreams, and Yang Zhuoxue’s dreams are just like these.

Shen An didn't know that his wife was thinking about these strange thoughts. He closed his eyes and said lazily: "It's all given by those merchants from other vassals. Don't give it for free. You can pay for it later. You can spend it as you like..."

"so many?"

It was sent by a merchant?

Yang Zhuoxue counted it himself and said, "Official, there are thousands of strings!"

"Official..."

She looked quietly, but Shen An was already asleep.

"Why don't you talk to me?"

Yang Zhuoxue pouted and said, "You just threw a few thousand strings at me, how can I use them?"

She held her chin with one hand, thinking about how to spend money with Guoguo, and gradually closed her eyes.

Time just slipped away quietly. After the middle of the year, Bianliang City became lively.

The provincial examination is coming soon, and there are many candidates from all over Bianliang City. The shopkeeper of the inn is very happy, and the waiters are too busy to touch the floor.

"These students dare to drink and write poems when they are about to take exams. Most of them are just dawdling."

After a waiter finished delivering the food, he sat tiredly on the steps outside the door and complained.

"I wish you a great talent, brother. The prince praised you so much when he was on Jiangnan East Road. Today, you have accumulated so much knowledge that you can take this subject as a high school, which makes us envious!"

"Brother Zhu, I'd like to give you a drink!"

"That's all, but a certain person is too drunk."

There was a commotion inside for a long time, and finally everyone came out surrounded by a young man.

The young man turned around and held his hands in his hands: "Everyone, I'm going back to review first. I'll take my leave."

Everyone cupped their hands and said, "Just wait for a few days. We'll wait for the good news."

The young man smiled slightly, turned and left.

Along the way, he went to a private house.

After knocking on the door, a man in his thirties appeared behind the door. He was stunned when he saw the young man, and then said with a smile: "It turned out to be Zhu Langjun, how did you know that I came to the capital?"

The young man cupped his hands and said, "I met Mr. Cheng. Before I came out, my father took the name and called it Yanzhong."

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "When you travel thousands of miles, you should have words to spread all over the world. This time Yanzhong... Oops! I forgot to invite you in, come in quickly."

The young man's name is Zhu Qing. He comes from Jiangnan East Road and is somewhat famous locally.

Once inside, the room looked very clean, but it had just been swept.

"Mr. Cheng, I just learned yesterday that you have returned to Beijing to take up a post..."

Zhu Qing looked at Mr. Cheng with admiration in his eyes, "It took me a long time to ask before I found out you live here. For this reason..."

He said with some disgust: "I drank with those people earlier."

Mr. Cheng said gently: "When you walk in this world, you always have to make some choices. Since you have come to take the provincial examination, you have decided to face these things head-on... Since you have decided to face these things head-on, why are you still disgusted and dissatisfied?"

Zhu Qing stood up and handed over his hands as soon as he thought about it, "Thank you sir for your teaching, but I had a misunderstanding before. Since you want to take this road, don't blame it for there are things you don't like on this road."

Mr. Cheng stroked his beard and smiled and said: "That's exactly the reason, but since you are here... I just ordered some food and drinks, so let's eat together."

Zhu Qing said in surprise: "Sir, you are poor, but someone is disturbing you."

Later, someone brought wine and food, and the two of them ate hastily.

After a meal, two cups of tea and sitting in relative silence is a state of mind.

Zhu Qing put down the tea cup, raised his head and said, "Sir, I heard that the official family fell ill, but the government remains the same. I think the official family should have more checks and balances..."

Mr. Cheng said calmly: "I will return to Beijing this time to serve as a supervisory censor."

Zhu Qing said happily: "You are upright and upright. Do the officials know your reputation?"

Mr. Cheng shook his head and said: "I don't know. It's best to act calmly. You are still young, concentrate on the exam..."

Zhu Qing stopped smiling, cupped his hands and said, "Yes, I would like to be taught by you. I have one more thing to say. You are a great scholar in this world. What do you think of the current academic style?"

Mr. Cheng said calmly: "The world is full of turmoil, it's just about profit."

"Sir, what you said is very true."

Zhu Qing said: "Now everyone in the world believes in that man's art of questioning the sea. No one has a deep understanding of knowledge, and they are all greedy people. Sir, in a few years, there will be no pure land in this world."

Mr. Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Bianliang is at the feet of the emperor, and there are many knowledgeable people. Why does no one come forward?"

Zhu Qing smiled bitterly and said: "That person only practices this skill in Taixue, and everyone outside is stealing from his master, so he cannot be blamed."

Mr. Cheng nodded and said: "I know. This time I came to Beijing to take up a post, and I will have many opportunities to meet him in the future. I will advise..."

Zhu Qing stood up to leave, and Mr. Cheng sent him outside. At this time, someone shouted: "Is it Cheng Hao?"

Mr. Cheng nodded, and the man said, "There is a letter from you, saying it is from your brother."

Mr. Cheng took the letter, then took the money to send the letter to the person, and then smiled and said: "A certain person has just come to the capital. This person must have been chased all the way. How difficult!"

Zhu Qing bowed and said, "I say goodbye."

Cheng Hao nodded and said, "Go ahead. I've read your article. It's excellent. It would be weird if you didn't get it."

Zhu Qing went to another place.

"Meet the prince."

Wang Anshi had just returned home from the office. When he saw him coming, he smiled and said, "Can we have dinner?"

"A certain person is from Mr. Cheng's side."

"Cheng Hao?"

"yes."

Wang Anshi said calmly: "I saw your article that year and was very smart, so I used Zhongyong's incident to warn you. Can you slack off now?"

Zhu Qing lowered his head and said: "I don't dare, I have been studying hard."

"That's very good."

Wang Anshi's ability to do things was good, but his ability to speak was very poor. After a few words, there was an awkward moment between the two.

"My lord, I would like to ask you about the current academic style."

Wang Anshi was startled, and then said: "Are you talking about the method of questioning the sea?"

"Yes, I wonder what the prince thinks."

Wang Anshi said: "This technique has become popular all over the world and cannot be controlled."

Nowadays, most of the scholars in the Song Dynasty are believers in Tihai Dafa. If you want to forcibly ban it, it is unreliable. The world's people can make you a human being with just one mouth.

But knowledgeable people, such as Zhu Qing, are worried about this situation.

"I have been waiting for ten years, but I have lost to them for five years without asking for a deeper understanding. If things go on like this, there will be no one to inherit the knowledge of the sages. Isn't it sad?"

Zhu Qing said it was aggrieved, but the truth was even more aggrieved.

In the past, when we read, we had to carefully examine every word of the sages, hoping to find the great road of heaven and earth.

But what about now?

Today's knowledge is summarized by others and then memorized by rote.

"...do more questions, different questions every day. They say that after doing too many questions, an article will appear in their mind when they see the questions. This kind of knowledge...someone thinks it is blasphemy!"

Zhu Qing looked up at Wang Anshi and said sincerely: "Sir is also a scholar, why don't you argue with that person?"

Wang Anshi is indeed a great scholar, but his theory has not yet been fully formed, so he can only be regarded as a front-line master, not as good as Ouyang Xiu and other big guys.

He glanced at Zhu Qing and said, "What are you fighting for? Shouldn't you study like this? But everyone in the world is studying like this."

There are too many vested interests, and if you go out to stop this now, you are a public enemy.

Zhu Qing lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "Is there nothing we can do? Mr. Cheng is quite angry today."

Boss, Cheng Hao is ready to teach Shen An a lesson, what about you?

Wang Anshi said calmly: "For this matter... you go and take the exam."

Zhu Qing was waiting expectantly, but was so stupefied by these words that he wanted to vomit blood.

He didn't know that Wang Yu specialized in teaching miscellaneous studies at Taixue, so his words hurt Wang Anshi's lungs.

Lao Wang seems old-fashioned, but his status in the family is not high.

For example, my wife Wu, this cousin is as gentle as water, but quite skillful on the inside, and she takes care of Wang Anshi.

As for his son Wang Yu, the relationship between Lao Wang and him is more like a friend. Wang Yu even became his think tank in the future.

So you can mention anyone, don't mention Lao Wang's relatives, otherwise it will only take a minute to fall out.

After seeing off Zhu Qing, Wang Anshi was about to go to the backyard when a servant reminded him: "Mr. Lang, my wife is happy to be clean."

Wang Anshi said oh and then went to wash his hands and face.

No one greeted him all the way to the backyard, and Wang Anshi began to murmur in his heart.

"My wife is sick?"

His pace quickened a little, and the servant woman said, "Mr. Sir, my wife is not sick."

Wang Anshi felt relieved and his feet became a little lighter.

After entering the house later, his wife Wu was missing, but a woman stood up shyly to greet her.

"I have met Mr. Lang."

Damn it!

Wang Anshi staggered, UU reading www. ｕukｎshu.net I almost jumped on the street.

"Who are you?"

He stood firm, then looked around, but his wife was nowhere to be seen.

The woman lowered her head, revealing part of her neck, "The slave was bought by my wife... The slave's husband was a warrior. He damaged the ship and goods, and the family property was not enough to repay, so he sold the slave..."

This kind of thing will feel very strange in the future, but in the Song Dynasty, it was normal.

The public property was lost by your child. Pay compensation, or you will be held criminally responsible.

Wang Anshi frowned and said, "How much did my wife buy you for?"

The woman raised her head, her face was gorgeous, her mouth was slightly open, and she was full of temptation: "Ninety strings."

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The third update is here, good night!