Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

In the past few days, there are two most popular things in Bianliang City. The first one was when the reading notes of Zhaofu Baozheng were printed by Shen An, and they were sold at a bleeding price of three pennies. Paper is expensive.

The second thing is the story of Bao Gong's case and the appearance of storytellers.

The appearance of Baogong's case makes Mr. Storyteller an emerging profession, and it is hot.

"... three moral emperors and five emperors, who made a name for Xiahou Shangzhou ..."

Chen Zhongheng was chanting in a hurry.

"... Speaking of fighting dragons and tigers."

Zhao Shu and Gao Taotao were drinking tea, and hearing this Xijiang Moon, they couldn't help but fall into that mood.

"it is good!"

Gao Taotao couldn't help but praise: "The concubine always felt that Shen An was too young, so she was afraid of being stable enough. Listening to this, if you don't have enough experience, where can you write it. There are a few lines of surnames in Qing history, countless wild in Beilong Qiu, the official family, he is the vein of Mangshan, this is who he is! "

Zhao Shu nodded, "All the tombs on Meng Mountain are full of tombs. The emperor ’s generals, the traffickers pawned, and everything was there. The emperor was also pressed, and the emperor was also pressed. Deep! "

Chen Zhongheng also thought about this problem. He fantasized about the scene where a good friend walked in the middle of the tomb when he was young.

Gao Taotao grinned, "The concubine can care nothing, just stay with you in the future, no matter life or death."

This is the most touching love story. Zhao Shu looked at his wife more tenderly.

In most cases, the emperor's two are mostly the emperor's feet first, followed by the queen. According to the rules, after the emperor's burial, the mausoleum will leave a mouth, and wait for the queen to tilt her feet, and then sent into the burial. Finally shut the mouth, the empress has since fallen into a long darkness ...

Zhao Shu and Gao Taotao are the best friends, and they can be called one after another.

At the moment, the two of them remembered the love for many years, the atmosphere ...

"saint……"

When the empresses were emotional, Feiyan broke the goodness between them with a joyful gesture.

Zhao Shu looked at Feiyan rushing in and couldn't help but feel the idea she had just born was boring.

Hey!

It is really boring for the emperor to do this!

"Sage, that book is here."

Feiyan didn't find the dullness in Zhao Shu's eyes, and rushed in with a book in his hand.

"Oh! Let me take a look." Gao Taotao got up and took the book, let it go, "Guan's family, is it Baogong's case!"

Zhao Shu's enthusiasm turned into nothing, and he said angrily: "Bao Zheng is not the official of the case, this is a fiction!"

Gao Taotao sneered at him, "Bao Zheng can't decide the case, but he can point the officer who decides the case!"

Well, women always have a way to fill the holes in their favorite things.

"Look, Bao Zheng is so smart at home, official family, no wonder Emperor Xian can tolerate his saliva!"

Gao Tao happily looked at the manuscript of Baogong's case, Zhao Shu mumbled: "It's all Shen An confusing."

"Look at the official family, this is Bao Zhengzhi's case in Duanzhou's trial!"

Zhao Shu was full of black lines, "Zhizhou doesn't hear the case, otherwise it will be sentenced?"

Gao Tao blew a glance at him, "but Bao Zheng can also judge the case!"

"I can't reason with you!"

Zhao Shu went away in a puff.

After he went out for a walk, he suddenly felt a little stingy about this matter, which was funny.

But it was impossible to apologize, so he went all the way to the political hall.

It is not a big deal for the official family to come to the political affairs hall. The officials who met along the way did not dare to report the news, for fear that Zhao Shu was here to investigate the situation.

"Xiren, will you even close the case?"

Han Qi's voice seemed extraordinarily cheerful, probably finding the kind of emotion he found.

"Why won't the old man close the case?" Bao Zheng's voice was also full of joy.

This fellow Shen An shot for him twice and turned Ouyang Xiu's dizzy head. It was reported that he could not recover from illness when he returned home, saying that he had to recover for at least ten days.

"Then tell me, what case did you break while sitting in Kaifeng?"

Zhao Shu shook his head when he heard this, and felt that Han Qi was not good at this, and he was often aggressive.

"The old man also broke the case when he was in Kaifeng, that time ..."

Bao Zhengyitong said, it can be said that it is only an indirect decision.

Everyone has their own responsibilities. Shangguan cannot easily encroach on the responsibilities of subordinates, otherwise it will cause a series of troubles.

"Although it's all made up, Xiren, Shen An's kid could write such attractive things, can you let him be an old man ... you know."

Han Qi also wants Shen An to get a similar book for him.

This is just like the autobiography of later generations. At first, it was just a celebrity. Later, everyone looked at it. Hey, this autobiography is not only rich, but also alive, what are you waiting for?

But countless autobiographies eventually become obsolete and become waste paper. Only a very few people who have been wonderful in their lives and who have written wonderfully in their autobiography can live forever.

That's how Han Qi thinks he should get this one.

"Han Xiang, you ... broke the case?"

"Broken." This Han Qi was not bragging. Then he gave an example to show that he had a better score than Bao Zheng.

Bao Zheng shook his head, "This matter ... Shen An got this Baogong arbitration case. The old man didn't know. You know what he was doing. He was not willing to do it, even if the official family forced him.

Han Qi thought so too, he said in dismay: "The old man can do it himself."

Zhao Shu walked away quietly.

He is waiting to read the joke.

How can this thing be so easy to write? If everyone could write, Shen An got a group of broken literati to write novels, why has it been fruitless?

Baogong's case was decisively the Bianliang people's favorite story to listen to and read after a meal. Many literate scholars went to the manuscript to rehearse at home, and then volunteered to speak in restaurants and restaurants.

But it's not just that you can recite books, you have to adapt to being noticed.

"... words ... words ... three emperors ... three emperors ... three emperors and five emperors, merits ... merits ..."

In the restaurant, a literary man was talking in front of him. At first, he looked confident, but when he opened his mouth, he stammered and turned red.

A bunch of diners stared at the beads and waited to hear his Baogong's case, but he didn't expect to make a few words after a while, or stuttered.

"roll!"

Someone was irritated, so he kept yelling.

"Don't let Laozi kill you again!"

The various places of the Song Dynasty are also divided into layers. For example, such small restaurants are where people gather.

Shen An and Han Jiang whispered in the corner. Han Jiang glanced at the literati and smiled, "You made a storyteller's work, and you made a story about Bao Gong's case, which attracted countless people in Bianliang. Crazy. "

"The worm is just fine." Shen An seemed very reserved.

"You, you!" Han Jiang said: "Today's old man has something to do with you, Sansili is not easy to say ..."

Then go to the restaurant to say!

Shen An couldn't help but ask: "Hangxiang, could it be difficult at home?"

Han Jiang shook his head, "The old man's life is pretty good."

"Why don't you go to the restaurant?" Shen An doesn't hate the restaurant. On the contrary, he likes the lively restaurant more than the quiet restaurant.

Han Qi took it for granted: "Since I became the three envoys and learned about Song's finances, the husband became frugal."

"Come on." Shen An unceremoniously unveiled his true face.

Han Jiang smiled and said: "As you think, if you have this meal, you will be better."

"It's easy to say." Shen An is not bad.

"You are not short of money, but the old man has a headache recently."

"Talk about it." Shen An raised the wine and invited to drink.

Han Jiang said that the headache, it must be the problem of Sansi, most of them lack of money.

"The last time someone asked about the preparation of the Northern Expedition, the old man said that it was not bad, and millions of dollars could be freed, but after all, he was encouraged."

Han Jiang said, holding up the wine cup, drinking it out, and looking sad.

Shen An looked at him and said in disbelief: "You are the three envoys!"

"Yeah!" Han Jiang filled the wine, and looked up to dry.

"If you know this by outsiders, believe it or not, those from the old party will gather and attack it, saying that the new party is mad and eats food! By the way, it will also say that the officials are not good."

Shen An feels that Zaifu's shamelessness is a common practice, but Han Jiang apparently communicated with Zhao Shu ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ first fooled the hundred officials first.

"What if I really want to go northward and run out of money?" North expedition ... In a word, don't think of any north expedition if you have no money. . If the Northern Expedition goes smoothly, those soldiers who have made merits need to be rewarded. These are all money and food. You three ca n’t raise it, and you wo n’t be afraid to be boiled?

Han Jiang said helplessly: "It's really enough to cook the old man at that point, but the old man is afraid that his meat is worthless."

Shen An smiled bitterly: "You are specifically looking for this, and there is no way for someone!"

Han Jiang raised the wine cup, Shen An helpless, and accompanied him to drink a bowl.

Han Jiang's drinking would swell, and Shen An didn't understand why.

This wine ... If you have a high-alcohol drink, you can just give it a sigh. This is brewed wine, that is, the kind of low-alcohol wine that is drank from barrel to barrel in the Water Margin. Is this necessary?

"Northern Expedition!" Han Jiang said sadly, "Who shouted Northern Expedition first."

old man!

Shen An smiled, "Father, then somebody, but Han Xiang, this Northern Expedition costs a lot of money, and two or three million is useless."

"The old man knows." Han Jiang said seriously: "Now we are training troops everywhere, and we are hoarding grain and grass everywhere, that is, money is to be raised. You are the richest man in the Song Dynasty. No one in the world dares to call himself first. So the old man ... "

He got up and arched his hands, then bowed.

Shen An said with a headache: "This matter allows some to think about ..."

"Okay, the old man is waiting for your good news." Han Jiang felt that this was a reliable thing, and finally went to the palace to see Zhao Shu.

"Shen An said to think about it carefully."

Zhao Shu said with satisfaction: "The Liao people are also preparing for war, and if we don't move, they will also go south. I prefer to preemptively!"