A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

"hot!"

Zhao Zhen had a very comfortable sleep and felt a little hot when he woke up.

Later, when the prime ministers and ministers came outside to report the matter, he told the story.

"It's very hot under this quilt. I slept extremely comfortably last night. It's rare for me to be comfortable."

Is it really that good?

Returning to the political hall later, Ouyang Xiuxiu said seductively: "I have something to do at home, so I have to go back."

After he left the political hall, Zeng Gongliang continued: "I feel a little unwell and want to see the doctor."

What can Han Qi say?

Can he say that you can't lie?

Yes, he bet these two old guys were lying.

Later, news came: "Prime Minister Han, they went outside the city."

I know it!

Han Qi was very angry, but there was nothing he could do.

"Prime Minister Han, the two prime ministers have returned home with two rolls of things..."

"That's not a thing!"

Han Qi said depressedly: "That's a quilt!"

He wants it too!

But his relationship with Shen An was like this, how could he have the nerve to go to Shenjiazhuang?

Then the news spread, and Shen An never had peace again.

"Mr. Lang, someone else came to ask for a quilt!"

"No! Just say no!"

Shen An touched the two remaining quilts and said to Yang Zhuoxue and Guoguo: "This belongs to our family, no one will give it to me!"

Yang Zhuoxue thought of Shen An's proficiency in playing cotton and couldn't help but praise: "Guanren, you really know how to do everything!"

"Just a little bit."

Shen An thought about it and felt that he knew too much, so that he felt like he looked down on all living beings, which was very bad.

He lived happily with his wife and sister in Zhuangzi, and did not return to Beijing until before the imperial examination.

"Why did you come back?"

Lao Bao came with Bao Shou, who was hated by people.

"Bao Shou, call me sister."

Guoguo is very like a big sister. She tidies up the naughty Baoshou and takes him to play in the back.

Bao Zheng seemed to be in much better spirits. He and Shen An walked slowly on Zhuangzi, looking at the surrounding fields from time to time.

"The official has been in a very good mood these past two days. The imperial doctor said that his condition has improved a lot. This is all due to you."

Shen An said calmly: "If you are in a good mood, your body will be fine."

Bao Zheng had experienced illness, so he asked after hearing this: "You mean... the official's illness is caused by years of depression?"

"That's right."

Shen An analyzed: "After ascending to the throne, the official family was suppressed by the empress for a long time, and they felt depressed; after ascending to the throne, the ministers were fierce and could not make the decision, and they felt depressed..."

Damn it!

Bao Zheng coughed dryly, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

He is a fierce minister.

Shen An smiled dryly and said, "There is also the fact that I have no children, which is the biggest depression."

If a person is in a state of depression for a long time, it would be strange not to get sick.

Bao Zheng nodded secretly and went back to talk to Han Qi and others.

"...Shen An said that many officials get sick because of this. Should we change?"

Ouyang Xiu sighed: "That's all, the officials have become like this, how can we still be strong? Prime Minister Han?"

Han Qi nodded, his eyes were a little red, he looked up into the void, "I have gone too far, so..."

Several people looked at each other and nodded slightly.

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"This quilt is good, but...can it be washed?"

Zhao Zhen has been thinking about this quilt for the past few days. Chen Zhongheng was used to it, so he said: "The official, I am afraid that the young man knows about it, so why not let him come?"

Zhao Zhen nodded. He stroked the quilt and said, "If every household in the world had quilts and could not get cold, that would be a prosperous age... hunger and cold, hunger and cold, and hunger without cold..."

Chen Zhongheng went out, and when there was a servant, he said boldly: "The official family, doesn't it have that golden fat pill?"

"yes!"

Zhao Zhen said happily: "I have seen the Golden Fertilizer Pill, and it is indeed very effective. In the future, if it is used all over the world, there will be no hunger and cold in the Song Dynasty... What a prosperous age!"

"Guan family, the saint is here."

"Is this a quilt?"

Empress Cao and Zhao Zhen rarely sleep together, so this is the first time they see quilts.

"Yes, you touch it."

Zhao Zhen pointed at the quilt proudly, and after Empress Cao tried it on, he asked, "How is it?"

Queen Cao said happily: "Soft and warm."

"Is this the cotton that Shen An made?"

"Yes, there was a lot of harvest, but most of it was hidden by him. If I hadn't forced him, that boy wouldn't have made a quilt, hahahaha!"

Zhao Zhen was in a very good mood. Later, when Zhao Zhongzhen came, he asked pleasantly: "Does this quilt need to be cleaned from time to time?"

Zhao Zhongzhen said: "There is no need to do this. Just remove the outside and clean it every once in a while. Then... stretch the cotton every few years."

"That is not bad."

Zhao Zhen felt more and more that this was a treasure, and later ordered: "Lie down again."

He said it very easily, like a child who got new clothes and couldn't wait to wear them.

Empress Cao covered her mouth and smiled, and said, "I won't bother you, my concubine."

Zhao Zhen watched her go out with regret. In fact, he wanted to roll in quilts with the queen, but he couldn't speak in broad daylight.

Lying on the bed, covered with quilt, warmth came over me.

"nice one!"

Zhao Zhen fell asleep like this, and when he woke up again it was already two days later.

He blinked and asked in confusion: "Why is it early in the morning? I slept until now?"

The imperial doctor on the side said: "Guan Jia, you have slept for two days."

"Oh! No wonder my back hurts."

Zhao Zhen thought about it, but he felt dizzy as soon as he moved.

"I'm a little dizzy."

"Guan family, the princes are here."

Zhao Zhen smiled, and when he saw that the imperial doctor looked unhappy, he whispered: "I'm fine, I'm fine, it's none of your business..."

If the emperor cannot be cured, he will take the blame. Of course, he will not worry about being exiled or losing his head as before and in the future, but it is a bad thing after all.

The imperial doctor lowered his eyes, and Han Qi's voice came from outside: "Your Majesty, today..."

The report began, and Zhao Zhen listened attentively.

"...This man has corrupted more than ten thousand dollars. I think he should be exiled to Qiongzhou."

Zhao Zhen looked into the void with a smile on his lips and said, "It's hard to come back to Qiongzhou..."

Han Qi outside said: "Guan family, then it should be in the southwest."

Huh!

Zhao Zhen felt a little strange. As usual, Han Qi should argue with reason and make him speechless.

Why is he so soft?

Then there were several more things, and Zhao Zhen gave his opinions one by one according to his own ideas, but something strange happened...

Later, he called Empress Cao and said, "They are very friendly today. I do whatever I say. Han Qi even lowered his voice... What's going on?"

Zhao Zhen was a little flustered. He thought it was because he was in trouble, so the prime ministers and assistants treated him so gently.

Empress Cao said with a confused look on her face: "Guan Jia, the imperial doctor said that your illness should be cured slowly."

The imperial doctor nodded, but Zhao Zhen became suspicious and immediately ordered: "All the imperial doctors are here."

After the order was issued, the imperial doctors were dispatched in full force. For a moment, people in the palace were in panic, thinking that the official family was going to be doomed.

Zhao Shu was also a little panicked. He called Zhao Zhongzhen and said, "I'm afraid something might happen to the officials, so hurry up and leave!"

The father and son were running wildly in the palace, and the maids and chamberlains became even more panicked when they saw it.

Zhao Zhongzhen ran with ease, but Zhao Shu couldn't. In the end, the two chamberlains carried him away.

When he arrived at Funing Hall, Zhao Shu was confused when he saw no one was guarding outside.

"The official family...how is the official family?"

"There is nothing wrong with the official family."

Chen Zhongheng looked at the sweating father and son, and couldn't help but curse Zhao Zhen's caution.

"nothing?"

It was indeed nothing. After a group of imperial doctors took turns to diagnose and treat him, they all concluded that it was nothing, and Zhao Zhen was relieved.

Sima Guang was very angry when he heard the news, so he wrote a memorial to advise Zhao Zhen to take good care of his health and not to bother.

"The official has been ill for a long time, why do you bother to give me advice?"

Cheng Hao and Sima Guang had a good relationship because they had academic resonance. Sima Guang's position is to advise the Court, and he is considered one of his leaders.

Sima Guang said with a straight face: "You can't finish after you start. As a royal censor, you must not shrink back when encountering such things. You must use memorials to tell the officials what can and cannot be done..."

At this time, a person came in from outside and reported: "Pang Taibao has gone..."

"What?"

Sima Guang's body suddenly became weak, and then tears burst into his face.

"You...did he really go?"

The visitor nodded, "The Pang family has already mourned."

Pang Ji was his second father to him. He was under Pang Ji's protection all the way through his official career, which can be said to be meticulous.

Cheng Hao sighed, stood up and left.

When he returned to the censor's desk, he happened to meet Yang Jinian. He stopped him and said, "Yang Censor, what do you think of your son-in-law's article?"

This is a hint: Is your son-in-law a scholar?

He went to see Sima Guang before, and the two discussed the current academic style. The conclusion was that the so-called "questioning the sea" technique was the most harmful, causing students all over the world to forget their knowledge and only pursue wealth.

Yang Jinian frowned at this new colleague and said, "Of course he is a scholar, otherwise how could Taixue stand out again this time?"

Cheng Hao was startled and said, "That's a trick."

He felt that the art of writing questions was just a trick, turning knowledge into a trashy commodity, which was really intolerable.

If possible, he would even think that Shen An is an eternal sinner.

"After coming out of Ti Hai's art, all knowledge has disappeared. You also came out of poverty for many years. What do you think?"

Any official who came out of ten years of hard work always has an indescribable feeling for Confucianism and is unwilling to blaspheme, so he thought Yang Jinian should respond positively.

Yang Jinian said numbly: "Studying is hard."

Cheng Hao said with a smile: "Yes!"

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Yang Jinian still said blankly: "Not everyone will become a great scholar..."

Cheng Hao nodded, "Great Confucianism, great Confucianism, means great, difficult!"

"Since you can't become a great Confucian, why should you be a master of the classics?"

Cheng Hao was stunned.

Yang Jinian said: "Studying is sensible, but you still need to make a living. You have to support your wife and children. Who will support you when you hold a book and study every day?"

Cheng Hao was surprised and wanted to refute, but for a moment he didn't know how to say it.

Two officials nearby were also surprised.

"Is this Yang Jinian?"

"That rigid look made me think he wouldn't argue! Unexpectedly, Cheng Hao was speechless when he opened his mouth."