A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

"My lord, have you heard?"

When Wang Anshi came out of the office, a colleague came over with a wink and whispered: "The rich prime minister offended the official and was injured."

Wang Anshi's eyebrows moved, "No, officials are not such violent people."

It is not a boast that he cannot punish important ministers.

If Zhao Shu really wants to take action, he will break this unspoken rule. From then on, there will be a gap between the monarch and his ministers, making it difficult to integrate.

"Maybe, this official said that he had some problems when he was outside the palace."

The two of them walked out together, and their colleagues kept gossiping. In his words, Fu Bi probably only had half his life left, and he would have to find a rope to hang himself when the officials gave orders.

"Daddy!"

Wang Anshi was thinking about something while walking. He listened to this man's gossip. When he heard the words, he looked up and realized that his son was in front of him. He said, "Aren't you resting at home? Why are you out?"

Wang Yu held two umbrellas in his hand, and he handed one over, "It's going to rain. Mom, let me give you an umbrella."

Wang Anshi looked up at the sky and took the umbrella with a cry.

The colleague looked at Wang Yu with interest and asked, "Is this your elder brother?"

Wang Anshi nodded, and Wang Yu said: "I just heard you say that the rich prime minister was injured. Did you see it on the spot?"

The colleague said awkwardly: "I heard it, just heard it."

Wang Yu frowned and said: "If you hear the wind, you are the censor."

The colleague's face turned slightly red, but it was difficult to refute.

You are not a censor, why are you gossiping all day long?

This sarcasm is so harsh and embarrassing that I wish I could find a crack in the ground and slip into it.

Wang Anshi scolded softly: "Why are you talking?"

Wang Yu said with a smile: "I'm worried that you won't be well-informed. When the time comes, I'll believe it and go to the palace without getting a memorial."

If Lao Wang feels that this is the case, he will have to give advice. It will be embarrassing when the truth comes out.

Wang Anshi felt that his son was too arrogant, so he said, "Go home."

The father and son walked side by side, and Wang Anshi asked: "I heard that the Shipping Department has been cleaned up from beginning to end? Is it all corruption?"

Wang Anshi had been holding back this question for a long time, and finally asked it today.

"Yes, it's all corruption."

Wang Anshi said in disbelief: "Why so many?"

"greedy."

Wang Yu felt that his father was a bit pedantic, "The Shipping Department is the place with the most money. The officials are working hard, and the supervisors are either just a formality or complicit. The only one who is honest is kept in the dark."

Tsk!

Wang Anshi felt that there was really nothing to say in this situation.

"Is the administration of officials corrupt? Then my father will come back and remonstrate."

After Wang Anshi finished speaking, he began to think about Jin Jian's memorial. Wang Anshi protected him all the way and pulled him several times to avoid the bullock cart.

After returning home, the father and son were talking in the study. Wang Yu said, "Dad, it's useless to give advice."

"Why didn't it work?"

Wang Anshi was always tolerant to his son, and was even willing to discuss government affairs with him.

The corners of Wang Yu's mouth raised slightly, looking a little sarcastic: "The problem of official administration has existed for many years. Countless people have said that it should be reformed, but to this day, official administration is still the most fatal problem in the Song Dynasty. Why don't we move. ? The boy thought it was worry. The officials were worried that it would trigger a counterattack by the officials, so Fan Wenzheng stopped the reform of officialdom in the same year."

Seeing that his father did not scold him, he continued: "There are too many officials in the Song Dynasty. As you know, Su Shi has not made arrangements since he came back from the northwest, and he is still wandering around outside. This shows that the officialdom of the Song Dynasty is a mess." joke."

"alright!"

Wang Anshi felt that if he continued talking, the official family would probably become what his son called a faint king.

"time to eat."

When Wu came, seeing that the father and son were relatively silent, he asked, "Is something going on?"

"It's okay, it's just that Da Lang was a little too aggressive."

Wang Anshi's words aroused Wu's dissatisfaction. She said: "Da Lang is smart. He has made great contributions to the south this time. The officials also rewarded him with an official position, which shows that he agrees with Da Lang. As for being fierce, young people are not fierce. , do you want to imitate good old people like Ouyang Xiu?"

Wang Anshi didn't expect that his wife would be dissatisfied with just one sentence, so he smiled bitterly and said: "You are partial to him."

Wu said: "Dalang will definitely be the prime minister and assistant in the future. Dalang, I am waiting for that day."

Wang Yu's cheek twitched and he said: "The problem of the Song Dynasty is not with the Prime Minister, but with the world. If the root cause cannot be found, I would rather not be an official!"

Mrs. Wu patted his back lightly and said angrily: "Why don't you become an official? Your grandmother is waiting for good news from you! I will see you a good woman later. When we get married and have children, You know what it’s like to be a parent.”

Only when you raise a child do you know the kindness of your parents. If you don't become a parent, you don't know what compromise is. Mrs. Wu hopes to use a woman to tie her son's heart, but Wang Yu's heart is not about this at all.

"The child has someone he likes."

Wang Anshi, who was walking in front, hesitated. Wu quickly asked: "Who is it? Which family is it from? I'll go back and ask my mother."

Wang Yu shook his head and said: "I'm afraid it's impossible."

"You don't like our family? That's not possible, right?"

Mrs. Wu feels that her family's conditions are considered good in Bianliang, and her son is so smart. How dare any woman look down on him?

In the mother's eyes, her son could probably even marry a princess.

Wang Yu lowered his head and thought of those almond-shaped eyes, "The woman is getting married."

Whoosh!

Wang Yu only felt something flickering in front of his eyes, and subconsciously turned his head.

Thanks to his training with Shen An, he successfully dodged Wang Anshi's flying shoes.

Lao Wang was so angry that he went to take off the other shoe, but Wu grabbed him and shouted: "Da Lang, run!"

No matter what mistakes you make, you will always be that innocent child in the eyes of your mother, and she is willing to protect all your mistakes.

A good man doesn't suffer the immediate consequences. Seeing his father's eyes spitting fire, Wang Yu ran away in a flash.

"Don't come back soon!"

After rushing out of the door, Wu's final instructions came from inside.

This time the trouble is so big that it will take your father a long time to calm down.

Wang Yu left the house and wandered slowly on the street.

"Boom!"

The thunder gradually became more intense.

Wang Yu walked outside the shop unknowingly.

"It's raining!"

It was probably because business was good, Zuo Zhen was happily packing up, and seemed to be getting ready to go home.

"Get one for someone."

Zuo Zhen looked up and saw Wang Yu and smiled: "Why don't you go home?"

"I won't come back today."

"Luckily I haven't turned off the fire yet, otherwise you wouldn't have anything to eat."

A quail is put into the pot, and the aroma is overflowing.

Wang Hao smelled the familiar smell, looked up at Zuo Zhen, and asked seriously: "How are you doing?"

Zuo Zhen was stunned, then smiled and said: "Okay!"

Wang Yu nodded and said, "That's good."

The quails were fried later. Wang Yu gave the money, took the oil paper bag and left.

Zuo Zhen looked over and saw him heading towards Yulin Lane, so she muttered: "What a weird boy."

It started to rain.

It was light rain at first, then gradually became heavy.

Pedestrians on the street were hiding under the eaves on both sides, some were running wildly, and some were laughing.

In the midst of these normal reactions, Wang Yu walked slowly in the heavy rain.

He ate the quail slowly, unhurriedly, as if on a sunny spring outing.

The taste of quail meat mixed with rainwater was strange in his mouth. Wang Hao raised his head and smiled.

All the way to Shen's house, Shen An saw him turned into a drowned rat and shouted: "Hurry and prepare hot water, and prepare a set of new clothes for Yuan Ze to change into."

Wang Yu didn't thank him either, so he just sat under the eaves and watched the heavy rain.

"What's going on here?"

Shen An noticed that he was not in a good mood.

Wang Yu shook his head and said: "Why are there so many rules in this world, and why do people who like you always miss out? Is it God's will or making things difficult? Looking at this day, I just want to punch a hole and tear it apart. Open it!"

This kid is in trouble.

"Who do you like?"

"A married woman."

""

Shen An looked at the sky speechlessly, but the sky was dark and full of dark clouds.

"That shouldn't be the case."

Wang Yu lowered his head, "I know I shouldn't, but I just miss her in my heart. I was thinking about her when I was in the south. Sometimes I think about her smile, her anger, and even her appearance and voice when she speaks."

This kid is obsessed.

Shen An said seriously: "The reason why people are human is because we have reason and set our own rules. If not, the world you see now is chaotic. Your liking her is a reaction, your own reaction , but you can’t impose your preferences on others, it’s unfair and immoral.”

Wang Yu shook his head and said: "I'm not afraid of the immoral person, and I'm not afraid of the unfair person, but she doesn't have that intention towards me."

"It's just boring."

Shen An lifted him up and warned: "Bianliang City is big, but it is also small, and news will spread quickly. Also, don't act impulsively, otherwise it will destroy you and her, without exception." And luck.”

Wang Yu was silent, but his eyes were bright.

Now he has a family and can't return, so he has to stay at Shen's house.

Shen An drank with him until he was half drunk. After returning to the bedroom, Yang Zhuoxue asked: "Yuanze, why is this?"

I don’t want to go back to live in Shen’s house, UU reading www.uukanｓshu.net Is something wrong?

"I had a falling out with his father, so I'll stay here for a while."

Shen An got into bed, approached his wife cautiously, and asked, "How do you feel today?"

Yang Zhuoxue lay on the bed and felt it, shook her head and said: "As usual, there seems to be no child."

"The child is still young."

Shen An stretched out his hand, and Yang Zhuoxue raised her head in cooperation, then lowered her head and rested her head on his arm.

The couple's cooperation is extremely harmonious.

"My lord, do you want to tell the story of two bears again tonight?"

"I must say that this is called prenatal education."

"Then let's talk."

"Once upon a time there were two bears in the forest, one was called Bear"

"The witch was defeated and fled in panic on her broomstick. The forest was saved, and the little animals laughed and expressed their gratitude to the two bears."

At some point, Shen An's mouth went dry and she stopped telling her story. When she turned her head, she saw that Yang Zhuoxue was already fast asleep.

He raised his head and blew out a breath.

The candlelight flickered a few times but did not go out.

I go!

Shen An encouraged and blew again.

The bedroom fell into darkness, and she lay quietly, feeling the warmth of the people around her.

This is my home!

He gradually fell asleep, and at some point, Aunt Chen's voice came from outside.

"Langjun"

Shen An opened his eyes, coughed dryly, and then carefully pulled out his arm.

He got up and went out. Outside, Mrs. Chen was holding an umbrella, "Langjun, Wang Langjun has a fever."

Shen An hurried to the front yard, where Zhuang Laoshi and Chen Luo were already there.

Chen Luo pretended to take his pulse, but apart from making medicinal wine, he didn't seem to have the ability to see a doctor.

Zhuang Laoshi picked up the candlestick and illuminated the bed. Shen An leaned over and saw Wang Yu's face turned red. He stretched out his hand and touched it. His forehead was hot, and he said, "I was caught in the rain, and I'm in a depressed mood. Let's call the doctor!"