Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

"That's a lot of talking outside. Has Shen An finally shot?"

Zhao Zhen felt that this was a concession under pressure, and it became even more disgusting to Yang Zhuoxue.

Zhang Banian bowed his head and said: "Shen's family said that there are many people in his family who have heard of heart disease, but the medicine is not cheap, and many people can't afford it. If they are willing to give generously, they have raised thousands of dollars, and are ready to give them to several large medical centers for making rescue pills, and give them to the poor people for free ... "

Zhao Zhen stunned, "That woman thought so thoughtful?"

Even if the rescue heart pills were made by Shen An for a large price, the Bianliang people are still saying bad things about him.

This is human nature.

Everyone thinks that the Shen family is too careless to earn life-saving money.

When the people from those medical centers went to Shen's house, they came out with emotion and said the kindness of Shen's lady.

"Where does the Shen family differ by thousands of dollars? The Shen family's wife also subsidized three thousand dollars and made up ten thousand dollars. Such a family ... he should be blessed!"

"How many people in Bianliang look down on the disease? The Shen family's lady is just for this, we still curse people, shame!"

As for the local tyrants who spent money to buy prescriptions, after being said to have donated voluntarily, they were also ecstatic, so they were all happy.

When the wind in Bianliang City changed, the Shen family became the first charity family, and the Shen family lady was the first virtue of the year.

"Yang Xianhui ..."

Shen family, Shen An is laughing at his wife.

Yang Zhuoxue blushed and asked: "Officials, is it proper to do this for concubines?"

"It's appropriate."

Shen An said: "Since then, I will be at ease for my husband."

"Lang Jun, Bao Gong went to North Korea."

I go!

Shen An rolled his eyes and said: "What is he anxious about?"

...

"Why not raise more?"

Zhao Zhen was very happy, and Bao Zheng was in a good mood.

"Your Majesty, the minister took the medicine and felt loose, but just stayed at home all day but was not comfortable and felt sore."

Bao Zheng came back. After he returned to Sansi, his subordinates came to congratulate him.

"Escape from death, but the old man realized something."

He summoned the officials in Sansi to speak, "Human, no matter how much money is brought into the coffin, it will be in vain. No matter how much you eat, it will eventually turn into loess, and doing nothing will be a waste of life. Da Song does things. "

Bao Zheng, who is familiar with the officials, is back.

He summoned his subordinates to discuss matters. The first sentence was: "The third division has great responsibilities. You often say that you are poor, but the old man knows that there are redundant officers in the third division.

The deputy chief of the three divisions said with a headache: "They will make trouble, and if they can't find anything?"

Sanji has so many practical jobs, there is nothing more to do, what arrangements?

Bao Zheng said coldly: "If you have nothing to do, just go back and let the DPRK and China arrange again."

The deputy smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid it will cause turmoil."

Dad, do you want to clean up redundant officials?

This is a taboo.

Bao Zheng shook his head and said, "No matter what the old man is, he will clean it up!"

Sansi began to clean up idlers!

Zhao Zhen, who was drinking tea, was almost choked to death by a sip of tea, and then shouted: "Let Han Qi go and put the extra people in Sansi immediately, quickly!"

When someone came and ran away, Zhao Zhen pushed away the inner attendant who caressed his chest, and smiled bitterly: "Bao Zheng is bold in his work, and it will be difficult to clean up the matter later."

Later, when things are fermented, Bao Zheng will become the target.

"Does he want to live anymore? Go, let him come."

Bao Zheng came soon and looked calm.

"Why?"

Zhao Zhen asked faintly.

Bao Zheng has experienced the Qingli New Deal and should know what cannot be done.

Bao Zheng raised his head and said frankly: "Official family, someone has to start ... You are old, and your officials are old. Will the followers think of innovation?"

Zhao Zhen sighed, "You want to start, whoever wants to innovate in the future, this is the forerunner."

Bao Zheng nodded: "Officials, you should know that the Song Dynasty will remain the same ... it will become the sunset!"

He wanted to talk about the death of the country, but Zhao Zhen looked ugly, so he changed to sunset.

Empire sunset!

Zhao Zhen's complexion was blue, "Sunset, do you want to say that Song is the sunset? The last afterglow? Hmm?"

Chen Zhongheng lowered his head, the inner attendants shrank their heads, and even their breath was suppressed.

Bao Zheng slowly raised his head, his eyes wide, "Chen Lianjia, parents, remember that after the entrance examination in that year, the grantor was not in his hometown, and the minister was unwilling to go. Later, he was re-granted to Hezhou, but he was not around his parents. Ken, just resign and go home ... "

Bao Zheng's childhood, adolescence, and youth have all gone well. He is loved by his parents and can be regarded as a model of an otaku. If it were not an otaku, he would not look like this.

For many years as an official, he couldn't hold his face, and was not used to pulling relationships ...

This kind of person is actually about the same as the otaku in later generations.

"Later, the parents of the courtiers went, and the courtiers kept their filial piety and refused to leave. The old father and the courtier in his hometown said that today the official family is a benevolent prince. What do you do to guard the graves of your parents? You will feel at ease in the spirit of heaven ... "

So he set off, and embarked on an eternal journey until now.

Bao Zheng felt his chest without feeling the symptoms before angina.

This is what Anbei did for the old man ... what about the old man making a big fuss for him?

"Seniors have been officials for many years, from south to north, everything has been done. The officials have seen those officials ... Your Majesty ..."

Bao Zheng said seriously: "There are good officials, but there are too many officials, and no one does anything seriously. As time goes by, those who do things seriously become aliens, and they will even be teased ... why?"

People who are overbureaucratic cause trouble!

"Why can't everyone have something to do? It's not that kind of fake, but the right thing."

The establishment of officials in Song Dynasty is very complicated. On the one hand, it is to check and balance, and on the one hand, to relocate those who have no place to relocate.

Many official positions do not need to be set up at all, and the consequence of setting up by people is to do nothing.

Zhao Zhen's face gradually calmed down.

Bao Zheng is old, he has no ambitions, and his few friends can't have ambitions.

Such an old minister, his words are all true feelings, to the Song Dynasty, to his emperor.

"The minister pulled you in front of you and looked forward. Only Wei Zheng looked forward, but what happened after Wei Zheng's death? Can the Taizong have a broad mind? No!"

Bao Zheng said excitedly: "Can't delay it any longer, official family, do you want to give this matter to the next term? What is your face to see the first emperor? Chen ..."

He made a taboo.

His lips were shaking, and the tears finally fell.

His body also knelt slowly ...

He bowed his head and paid tribute to his king with a gift of five bodies.

"Officials ... can't do it!"

Zhao Zhenmu looked at him on his stomach, and his eyelids were blinking.

He opened his mouth, sucked his nose, and leaned back ...

"Help Bao Qing up, hurry up, help him up!"

There was horror in his voice, as if facing a demon.

Chen Zhongheng went by himself and went to Baozheng with an inner attendant.

But everyone who has helped the old man knows the kind of heaviness, and when they lift Bao Zheng up, Chen Zhongheng will almost collapse.

Bao Zheng looked up at Zhao Zhen with hope in his eyes.

Zhao Zhenmu said with a face; "Bao Qing's body is not well, so go back and rest quickly."

"Officials ..."

Bao Zheng's eyes became unwilling, and then died.

He was helped out all the way, and when he was outside the political hall, Han Qi was already waiting.

"You know it's useless, you should know it's impossible, it's destroying ..."

Bao Zheng raised his head and said coldly: "Whether it is also destruction, but only later."

Han Qi closed her eyes, reached out and pressed, and said, "Wait, naturally there will be British masters and distinguished officials to deal with the Song Dynasty.

Bao Zheng shook his head and staggered out.

Looking at him, Han Qi couldn't bear it, but he couldn't persuade him.

"Forever, the heroes did not look for Sun Zhongmou's office, dance pavilion, the wind was always blown away by the rain ..."

The old voice attracted many people to come out, and was shocked to see Bao Zheng.

"what happened to him?"

"do not know."

"Think back then, Jin Ge iron horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger ..."

Bao Zheng's waist became straighter and his steps became stronger.

"... Lianpo is old, can I still eat it?"

"This old Bao Zheng, really can't beat, the tough is like a green pine."

It was Zeng Gongliang who spoke.

Han Qi snorted: "Just anxious, did the people from Sansi gather together?"

Zeng Gong brightly said: "Shut up, since Bao Zheng is going to take the lead, let him open it, then ..."

Will the next emperor have this courage?

If not, it would fail Bao Zheng's decay today.

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"Sansi ..."

Shen An said with a headache: "It's too early to do this."

Zhao Zhongzheng said: "The official family did not respond. The people who were cleaned up by Sansi were relocated. The Zhongshu was very chilling. And the reason was that Sansi was a serious person. It ’s better to be a poor person. "

"No hurries?"

Shen An relaxed after learning that Bao Zheng had nothing to do. He picked up the half-chapter stone note on the table and looked at it, but he was at a loss for the following plot.

His eyebrows frowned slightly, as if thinking about something, casually.

"Li Zhang?"

Zhao Zhongzheng thought about it, "I have seen it a few times, it is very polite, but the politeness is polite, but alienated."

"Of course he will alienate."

Shen An was turning various thoughts in his mind: "Zhong Needle ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The military authority of the Song Dynasty in Sanya and Privy Council ...

This is a hint.

You should think about how to seize military power in the future.

The military power cannot be grasped firmly, and you will not be able to do anything in the future.

Zhao Zhongzheng nodded: "It is to think about it, but the status of the big Song army is low ..."

This is also a hint.

The military's status is low and it cannot hold its feet.

In other words, the army is useless!

The army of the Song Dynasty was controlled by civilians and it was difficult to turn over.

Shen An put down the manuscript of his finger and said lightly: "Fold the family ..."

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