Song Menghua: At the beginning, ask to marry Sheng Minglan

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Of course he and Zhang Fangping would not say that Wang Anshi was putting money on his face.

They all knew that Wang Jiefu was such a person.

In terms of publicity, he actually does not recommend that Zhang Fangping get involved in this series of open and secret struggles.

It is enough for them to behave in a low-key manner and do things well.

But Wang Anshi's concerns cannot be ignored.

Plan for the Song Dynasty——

It is indeed inappropriate for two people with selfish intentions to preside over this army reorganization.

"Ando."

"I think, you say that Qi Yuanruo threatened... I'm afraid it's a bit harsh."

"Let's look at it from a different angle."

"I prefer to understand that he trusts us, that's why he came to Wang Jiefu."

Zhang Fangping was slightly surprised.

"I thought you didn't approve of me competing for the Lord of the West Mansion."

"What a blink of an eye."

"On the contrary, you have spoken good things about Qi Yuanruo again?"

Cai Xiang smiled dumbly, and pointed at Wang Anshi.

"This Jiefu finally got out of the group shepherd's predicament, I thought I can't watch him go back to sit on the bench?"

"He has the talent to know the world."

"We will help him do this well this time... It will be a matter of course for him to come to the Sunrise Pavilion to enter the photo."

"Ando."

"We are old, but we still have to think about young people."

In these words, there are both public and selfish intentions.

I pay attention to inheritance in the past.

People like Cai Xiang and Zhang Fangping, they are destined to retire within a few years.

After they retire, who should they entrust their political ideas and ambitions to?

Naturally, it can only be young people like Wang Anshi, Zeng Gong, and Zeng Bu.

So don't pave the way for them while they are still in their positions... When will they wait?

Be more specific.

Their families and their children will depend on young people like Wang Anshi to support them in the future.

The so-called passing on from generation to generation is exactly the case.

Zhang Fangping nodded silently.

In their circle, Wang Anshi is indeed a young leader.

Academic ability is not mentioned.

He first served as a judge in Yangzhou, then as a county magistrate in Yin County, then in Shuzhou as a judge, and as a 523 division of Qunmu [-], dormant for two years.

Whether it is the experience of the ruling party or the official qualifications, they have almost accumulated.

It is also time to push him to the top gradually.

and so.

The credit for rectifying the imperial army is the best springboard and the best opportunity.

He doesn't bother anymore.

"Since that's the case, let's make a decision."

"But you can't let the officials come forward, it will make Fu Xiang feel bad."

"so--"

"Wenxiang and Fuxiang, I will talk about it."

"Over there, Prime Minister Han..."

Cai Xiang took up the conversation logically.

"I'll go."

At this point, a series of turmoil that affected the imperial army and also affected the court came to a conclusion.

Wang Anshi will not be hypocritical.

The considerations of Zhang Fangping and Cai Xiang are actually quite normal in the officialdom.

Everyone is tacit.

If the children of Zhang Fangping, or the children of Cai Xiang, Bao Zheng, Ouyang Xiu, etc. are also good people to make in the future, he, Wang Anshi, will definitely reach out to carry him like today.

This is the cohesion of scholar-bureaucrats.

It is also the essence of a long history.

of course.

It is settled.

Zhang Fangping inevitably felt a little uneasy.

When he got up, he let out a sigh.

"What's this called?"

"We, a large group of people, have been ordered around by an eighteen-year-old boy."

"It's really not a son of man!"

Cai Xiang shook her head and smiled wryly, and said no more.

……

That night.

After leaving the Zhang Mansion, Cai Xiang went directly to the Han Mansion.

They can't help it either, since the young master Qi is in a hurry, they don't want to procrastinate, and if the boy is impatient, there is nothing wrong with them.

He went straight to Han Qi's study.

He is very familiar with the Han family.

During the Qingli period, he and Ouyang Xiu were comrades-in-arms with Han Qi, and their friendship was extraordinary.

It's just that later everyone's ideas diverged, and this gradually drifted away.

But no matter how far away, the so-called friendship between gentlemen has its own affection.

in the study.

Han Qi was lighting a lamp and leaning over his desk, writing with a brush.

When he saw Cai Xiang, he didn't mean any accident or accident at all, he just smiled lightly and followed suit.

"Jun Mo is here."

"Come and see, how about my handwriting?"

"People say that you are not inferior to Wang Youjun with your flying white hand, and I don't know if I have the same eight-success power as yours when compared with you."

Cai Xiang stepped forward.

He walked to the desk and stood side by side with Han Qi.

It wasn't until the latter stopped the brush that he looked at it seriously, and commented: "Not bad."

"Not [-]% but also [-]%."

[-]% and [-]% - how to compare?

Han Qi couldn't laugh or cry.

"You... you can give in to anything, just this handwriting, you never give in."

"Forget it, anyway, I can't write about you."

He put down the brush and walked towards a small table in front of the desk.

Han Qi is tall and tall, and when he was young, he was also a tree facing the wind, with a dignified appearance.

It's just that in the past few years, he may have thought too much, and the wrinkles on his forehead are extremely conspicuous.

This made his temperament also reveal a scheming.