Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

A box of valuable notes was thrown on the small table, Yang Zhuoxue looked up, "Government, what is this?"

"money."

Shen An sat down heavily, the chair squeaked, and then said comfortably: "Someone gave it, although the flower was used."

Yang Zhuoxue glanced at it, and a picture appeared in his mind: Several officials stood smiling at the door, looking at the left and right sneakily, and then looked up and said: "To be blamed ... This is a little intention of the lower official ...

Is my official corrupt?

"Official, is it ... bribery?"

She couldn't help but blurt out, and when she saw Shen An stunned, she changed the saying: "Government, our family is not bad ..."

Our family is not bad. Do n’t ask for bribes and embarrassment.

Where is this?

Shen An couldn't help but laugh: "Our family has enough money, how can I take bribes, your husband?"

Yang Zhuoxue said quietly: "The concubine doesn't know."

She said she didn't know, but the picture kept appearing in her mind but she couldn't control it.

A man knelt in front of Shen An and cried with a wooden box in his arms: "After the death, the villain is willing to use all his family property to atone ..."

My husband ...

This seems to be more powerful?

According to calculations of later generations, Yang Zhuoxue is still a young girl at the moment.

Girls all have pink dreams, and Yang Zhuoxue's dreams are these.

Shen An did n’t know that his wife was thinking about these weird thoughts. He closed his eyes and said lazily: “It ’s all given by those foreign merchants.

"so many?"

It was sent by a businessman?

Yang Zhuoxue counted himself and said, "Officials, there are thousands of them!"

"Officials ..."

She looked quietly, but Shen An was asleep.

"Why don't you talk to me?"

Yang Zhuoxue grumbled: "Thousands of thousands were thrown at me like this, how to use it?"

She held her cheek with one hand, thinking of how to spend money with Guoguo, and gradually closed her eyes.

The time just slipped away quietly, and after mid-year, the city of Bianliang became lively.

Provincial examinations were imminent. There were many candidates from all over the city of Bianliang. The shopkeeper in the guest shop was overjoyed, and the busy feet of the guy didn't touch the ground.

"These students dare to drink and write poetry when they are about to take the exam, most of them are mixed."

A man finished the meal and sat tired on the steps outside the door groaning.

"Brother Gaocai, when the prince was on Jiangnan East Road, he had a lot of praise for you. Today, you have accumulated a lot of money. As a high school in this subject, let me wait for envy!"

"Brother, a cup of honor to you!"

"Forget it, some one is invincible."

There was a lot of trouble inside, and finally a crowd of young people came out.

The young man turned around and arched his hand: "Everyone, somebody went back to review first and said goodbye."

Everyone arched their hands and said: "For a few days, I will wait for the good news."

The young man smiled slightly and turned away.

He went all the way, but went to a private house.

After knocking on the door, a man in his thirties appeared behind the door. He was shocked when he saw the young man, and then smiled, "It turns out to be Zhu Langjun, how do you know the old man is here in Beijing?"

The young man arched his hand and said: "See Mr. Process. Before a certain person came out, the father took the word and called it Yanzhong."

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "Xing Wanli Road, when there are words to dominate the world. Yanzhong this time ... But hey! I forgot to invite you in, come in quickly."

The young man is called Zhu Qing and comes from Jiangnan East Road.

Inside, the room looked very clean, but it was just cleaned.

"Mr. Cheng, someone learned of your return to Beijing yesterday ..."

Zhu Qing looked at Mr. Cheng with admiration in his eyes, "Later asked for a long time before I knew you lived here, for this ..."

He said with disgust: "I drank wine with those people before."

Mr. Cheng said mildly: "There are always some trade-offs in the world. Since you come to the provincial test, it is decided to face these ... Since you decide to face these, why do you still feel disgusted and dissatisfied?"

Zhu Qing got up and arched his hands when he thought about it, "Thank you Mr. for teaching, but some people had thought about it before. Since you want to go this way, don't blame this road for something you don't like."

Mr. Cheng said with a smile: "That's exactly the reason, but since you're here ... The old man just called for the food and drink, so let's eat together."

Zhu Qingran said: "Mr. Qing is poor, but someone is annoying."

Later, someone brought food and wine, and the two ate it rashly.

After a meal, two cups of tea sit relatively, which is a realm.

Zhu Qing put down the teacup and looked up: "Sir, I heard that the official's family has fallen ill, but the Chaozhong is still the same. Someone thinks that the official's family should have more checks and balances ..."

Mr. Cheng said calmly: "The old man returned to Beijing to serve as the supervisor of Imperial History."

Zhu Qingxi said: "You are just upset, does the official family know your reputation?"

Mr. Cheng shook his head and said: "I don't know. It's best to go calm. You are still young and concentrate on the exam ..."

Zhu Qing smiled and said: "Yes, be educated. Someone still has something to say, Mr. is a contemporary Confucian, what do you think of the current style of study?"

Mr. Cheng said faintly: "The world is full of money, only good words."

"Mr. This is very true."

Zhu Qing said: "For example, today everyone believes in that man's technique of inquiring about the sea, no one has studied it deeply, and everyone who wants to smoke heart. Sir, in a few years, there will be no pure land in this world."

Mr. Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Bianliang is at the feet of the emperor. There are so many people with advanced knowledge, why is there no one to come forward?"

Zhu Qing said with a bitter smile: "The man only practiced this technique in Taixue, and he was stealing teachers from outside, so he couldn't blame him."

Mr. Cheng nodded and said: "Some know, this time he came to Beijing to serve, there are many opportunities to meet him afterwards, some will advise ..."

Zhu Qing got up and quit, and Mr. Cheng sent him out of the door, when someone shouted, "But is Cheng Hao?"

Mr. Cheng nodded, and the man said, "With your letters, you are your brother."

Mr. Cheng took the letter and touched the money to send it to the person. Then he smiled and said, "This person must have been chased all the way when he first came to Beijing.

Zhu Qing bowed and said: "Something like this."

Cheng Hao nodded and said: "Go, your article has been read, it is very good, if you don't hit it, it's strange."

Zhu Qing went to another place.

"Have seen the prince."

Wang Anshi just came home under the government and smiled when he saw him, "Is there any meal available?"

"Someone came from Mr. Cheng."

"Cheng Hao?"

"Yes."

Wang Anshi said faintly: "That old man had seen your article that year, and he was very clever. He used the matter of Zhong Yong to warn him. Can we slack now?

Zhu Qing bowed his head and said, "Don't dare, someone has been studying hard."

"So good."

Wang Anshi's ability to do things is good, but his ability to speak is very bad.

"Princess, someone wants to consult today's style of study."

Wang Anshi stunned, and then said: "Are you talking about the law of the sea?"

"Yes, I don't know how the prince saw it."

Wang Anshi said: "This technique is already popular in the world and cannot be controlled."

Nowadays, most of the scholars in Song Dynasty are believers in the topic of Dafa. If you want to forcibly prohibit it, it ’s not reliable. One person in the world can make you not a person inside or outside.

But people of insight are worried about this situation, such as Zhu Qing.

"I waited for ten years in the cold window, but lost to the five years they did not seek to understand. Over time, wouldn't it be sad to learn from the sages without inheritance?"

Zhu Qing said suffocated, but the facts even more suffocated.

Everyone used to read carefully every sentence of the sages before, I wish they could find the world of heaven and earth.

But now?

Today's knowledge is summed up, and then memorized.

"... Do more questions, every day is a different topic. After they said they did more, they saw an article in their heads. This kind of learning ... some thought it was blasphemy!"

Zhu Qing's head looked at Wang Anshi and said sincerely: "Mr. also learns from everyone, why don't you argue with that man according to reason?"

Wang Anshi is indeed a learned person, but at present his theory has not been completed, so he can only be regarded as a front-line person, not as good as Ouyang Xiu.

He glanced at Zhu Qing and said, "What are you fighting for? Shouldn't you read like this? But everyone in the world is reading like this."

There are too many vested interests, and now going out to stop this, it is the public enemy.

Zhu Qing bowed his head and smiled bitterly: "Is there no way? Mr. Cheng is quite angry today."

Brother, Cheng Hao is ready to teach Shen An, how about you?

Wang Anshi said lightly: "This matter ... you go to the exam."

Zhu Qingzheng waited expectantly, but was so spitted by this sentence that he wanted to vomit blood.

He didn't know that Wang Jiao was specializing in miscellaneous studies at Taixue, so this sentence poke into Wang Anshi's lung tube.

Pharaoh may seem old-fashioned, but his status at home is not high.

For example, his wife Wu Shi, this cousin is gentle like water, but he has a wrist inside, and puts the clothes that Wang Anshi packs up.

As for his son Wang Xu, the relationship between Lao Wang and him is more like a friend. Wang Xu even became his think tank in the future.

So you can mention anyone, do n’t mention Pharaoh ’s loved ones, otherwise you can turn your face in minutes.

After sending away Zhu Qing, Wang Anshi was ready to go to the backyard. A servant reminded: "Lang Jun, Madam Xijie."

Wang Anshi snorted and went to wash his hands and clean the noodles.

No one greeted him all the way to the backyard, and Wang Anshi began to mutter.

"Is the lady sick?"

His steps accelerated, and the servant said, "Lang Jun, the lady is not sick."

Wang Anshi was relieved, and his feet were lighter.

Later, when he entered the house, his wife, Wu, disappeared, but a woman shyly and shyly stood up to meet.

"The slave has seen Lang Jun."

Nima!

A stagger at the foot of Wang Anshi ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ almost fluttered on the spot.

"who are you?"

He stood firm, and then looked around, but didn't see his wife.

The woman bowed her head and exposed a neck. "Nunai was bought by a lady ... The slave's husband was a martial arts person. The vessel and goods were damaged, and the family's property was not enough to compensate, so the slave was sold ..."

Such things will be very strange in the future, but it is normal in Song Dynasty.

The public property was taken away by your baby, and you will be compensated, otherwise you will be held accountable.

Wang Anshi frowned: "How much did the lady buy you?"

The woman looked up, her face was gorgeous, her mouth slightly opened, and she was tempted: "Ninety."

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The third is even more, good night!