Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

Bao Zheng is not young!

The sixty-five-year-old, according to the way before Song Dynasty, should have gone home and waited to die.

But now Bao Zheng Station is straight, his eyes are bright, and his spirit is better than that of relatively young Han Qi.

Everyone is a little jealous.

Moreover, listening to the official's opinion, it is likely that Zaifu will become vacant afterwards, so he is prepared to replace Bao Zheng.

All three Zaifu had a headache.

Gee!

The taste of being stared behind the buttocks is uncomfortable!

Especially the person staring at it is still Bao Zheng's spray, which feels really sour.

Bao Zheng bowed and thanked him, and when he looked up again, he said firmly: "Your Majesty, this sect is willing to learn miscellaneous studies voluntarily, and this is the God-given opportunity ..."

Needless to say the rest, Zhao Shu knows.

Since they are willing, they will build momentum and advertise this matter, and later someone will say what the royal family is sorry for the clan, then I am sorry, everyone will talk about this matter.

I have arranged for you to retreat. And you also agree, do you have to pay money every month?

"Call Shen An."

Shen An was at home with his big belly, and looked very lazy after entering the palace.

Zhao Xu was also called. How long did the two have not met. First, they exchanged eyebrows. When Zhao Shu was upset, he interrupted. "I want you to come.

"Ancestral Academy?" Shen An said with a brutal expression: "I don't know!"

Play silly!

Zhao Shu was dissatisfied, "The clansmen asked to teach miscellaneous studies, what do you think?"

Shen An really does not know. Last night, my wife accidentally woke up at night and sat on his belly with a buttock. His internal organs were almost squeezed out.

He is still uncomfortable until now, and the outside affairs are completely untouched.

"Talk about it."

Zhao Shu felt that he couldn't sit back and watch this mess, but he couldn't find a suitable position for Shen An.

Which department should he go to?

He was placed in the Privy Council at first, but the Privy Council was upset and upset by him.

God of plague!

The official capital of Beijing is very respectful of Shen An, and is afraid to be a colleague with this fellow.

Being an official can be as scary as anyone is.

"Your Majesty, the miscellaneous words ... The minister has been sick recently, and I am afraid that I have no time to teach ..."

Shen An is not interested in teaching the children of the clan, but the benefits of this matter are self-evident. He had to do it, but he wanted to find a substitute for the dead ghost, "Want to let Wang Jia go?"

"Just go!"

Zhao Shu thinks this position is suitable for Shen An.

"Since they like to learn miscellaneous studies, you should be a mountain chief."

Lying!

Brother is going to be the mountain chief of those ancestors?

In the future, when those clan members meet me, they have to salute and say hello.

Wouldn't that brother be able to walk sideways on Bianliang?

Shen An was happy for a while, and Zhao Shu saw him unclearly, so he sneered: "You will get the Mangshan Academy, and you have to take care of the construction of the Zongshi Academy. Naturally give you credit. If you do n’t get it, you can teach in the college for a lifetime. "

"Yes."

Shen An's respectful and honest face, Zhao Shu saw a moment of trance, and felt that this fellow was still a loyal person. But he immediately remembered the things Shen An had done, and honestly he became treacherous.

Tricky kid!

He shook his head and got up and said: "So let's go separately, the thing about the academy ... Bao Qing looked at it, just call Shen An if something happened."

Shen An smiled bitterly, and Han Qi smiled: "The hundreds of thousands of colleges are built with a lot of oil and water. You can rest assured that your majesty can be assured. As for Mr. Shan, those children of the royal family in the capital will have to be respectfully right. Say hello to you ... but you do n’t become the number one in Beijing because of that, your majesty will throw you to overseas mining. "

Zhao Shu stunned and said with a smile: "Yes, if it turns into a dude, don't you say that there are gold and silver mines overseas? Then go to mine for Song Dynasty."

Everyone laughed for a while, and the laughter gradually disappeared.

Zhao Shu stopped his son, and the father and son took a walk outside after the assistants left.

"The clan chose miscellaneous studies, which is a good thing for my family."

"Yes." This is the question, Zhao Xu replied without thinking: "Miscellaneous learning is practical, it is the real skill. They chose miscellaneous learning, it means that they are really thinking about their children and grandchildren, rather than continue to bargain with the palace. . "

"There is no room for them to bargain." Zhao Shu said lightly: "How can they benefit the country? Shen An said that they are borers. I think it's good. If you don't do anything, sit and collect money every year. Such people are not borers. what?"

He turned around and suddenly found that his son was a little taller than himself, and he couldn't help but feel depressed.

"As an emperor, what doctrine is only second, the key depends on the benefits to the country."

Zhao Shu taught: "Miscellaneous studies have no knowledge of governing the country, the most simple. Confucianism is an assistant to the emperor. It has many benefits. Confucianism should be supplemented and miscellaneous studies do things. This is the right way, understand?"

"Yes."

Zhao Xu responded very politely, but then revealed his sharp edge.

"The Song Dynasty is strong, and miscellaneous studies are essential. If the miscellaneous scholars come up with a few other weapons like the Shenwei crossbow, what other people are afraid of the Song Dynasty? He thought he could plan the Northern Expedition."

Ok?

Zhao Shu looked up at his son, his eyes a little complicated.

Northern Expedition!

This son actually thought of this.

"Now there is less miscellaneous study, and Mengshan Academy is so big. The minister thought that the academy academy should not only accept the children of the clan, but also the children of the heavy minister. learn……"

This son!

Zhao Shu shook his head, "What if it caused a dispute between Confucianism and miscellaneous learning?"

"Press it down!"

Zhao Xu reached down and pressed, and said firmly: "Once there is a party struggle, it must be decisively suppressed, and anyone who dares to fight will be beaten!"

Zhao Shu looked at him, suddenly reached out and patted his shoulder, and then turned away.

He walked steadily, as if in a good mood.

...

"Shen Anlai is responsible for this?"

"That man is not bad, he must look down on us."

"What are you waiting for? Go quickly."

"That ... the King of Beihai County did not come over!"

The clansmen were in a hurry, and someone discovered this problem.

Zhao Zongye disdainfully said: "How can he come from a family whose foot is now banned? And he and Shen An almost used a knife. When he came to sign up, Shen An would not agree."

Turning his head, he bewitched: "Our children and grandchildren will all go into that academy, how to teach depends on Shen An, that ..."

"Benefit!"

Such unspoken rules are clear.

"Go quickly."

Later, Yulin Lane was blocked, and the carriages of those clans blocked the alley.

"My Lang Jun does not accept gifts!"

Zhuang honestly looked at those valuable gifts and couldn't help but feel like a knife.

How good would it be if they were all received?

But under the eyes of everyone, if they received a gift, they might be impeached by the royals.

So he had to endure the pain and cut his love, and said with a big face, awe-inspiring: "My family Lang Jun never accepts bribes, you are wrong."

The sect men exclaimed: "It's really a role model for my generation."

Shen Family, Yang Zhuoxue is eating, she is in front of a bowl of soup cake, a stack of oil cake, half a stewed chicken ...

She was very elegant, but the food in front of her was constantly disappearing.

"Sister-in-law is delicious!"

Guoguo said enviously: "I sometimes want to eat, but my stomach swells ... I really envy my sister-in-law."

Shen An's eyelids were jumping. When he saw that Yang Zhuoxue had finished the pancake and continued to attack the half of the stewed chicken, he finally couldn't bear it.

"Zhuoxue ..."

Yang Zhuoxue saw that he was holding the bowl and raised his head: "What's wrong?"

"You can't eat any more." Shen An felt that her daughter-in-law would eat it again, and that the bed might not have a place to lie on herself.

"Concubine is hungry ... the child is hungry." Yang Zhuoxue's face was slightly fat, and she said a little coquettishly: "That child is hungry."

"That kid can't eat that much ..."

Shen An feels that this is a short-term psychological or physical problem. If it is allowed to develop, Yang Zhuoxue is afraid that she will become a fat maternal.

Fat production seems dangerous?

"Officials ..."

After the woman became pregnant, she had quirks. Yang Zhuoxue arrived safely all the way to the present. Suddenly her appetite widened, which made Shen An more entangled.

"Don't be an official."

Shen An saw dissatisfaction in her eyes and was worried about what prenatal depression was happening. She said firmly: "You know, the child's mother eats the sea and drinks before giving birth, where will the excess food go?"

Yang Zhuoxue still holds his wrist, and if you do n’t give it to me, it means to abuse our mother and son.

Shen An sighed: "Those excess food will come to the child, but the child is so big, too much food will only make him fat ... Do you know that a fat child will have a hard time?"

Shen An did not dare to say the rest, and then he worried that Yang Zhuoxue would diet.

Yang Zhuoxue let go of his hand, and a scene appeared in his mind: a baby boy stood in his stomach, all the food she ate went directly to his stomach, and then the longer the baby boy grew ... the stomach could not fit in the end ...

Boom!

She let go of her hand and said firmly: "The concubine will not eat anymore. Later ..."

"According to the amount of meals in the future, not too much, not less ... not even less, I will be hungry for my son."

Yang Zhuoxue responded, and let people take half the chicken away, and then admired: "Is this also the knowledge of miscellaneous scholars?"

"Yes." Shen An said lightly: "There is knowledge of young women in miscellaneous studies, you just listen."

Thinking of his daughter-in-law's obedience to herself in the future, Shen An couldn't help but feel complacent and felt that a good day was beckoning to herself.

But another picture appeared in Yang Zhuoxue's mind: Shen An stood on the stage and talked, the women who said something were peach blossoming, and then rushed past, and instantly overwhelmed their husband ...

Those bad women!

It depends on the officials.

Shen An, who does n’t know her daughter-in-law ’s brain, was called out and waited until the front hall ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ was a stranger.

"The little master is the king of Beihai County."

"Zhao Yunbi?"

Shen An's expression immediately became indifferent and asked, "What's the matter?"

The coming person just wanted to sit down next to him, and Zhuang honestly coughed: "You are also worthy to sit on par with my family, Lang Jun?"

The coming person stood up awkwardly, but the anger in his eyes did not hide Shen An.

The former king of Beihai County was an elder of the clan, everyone praised him as loyal, and he was treated with courtesy everywhere he went, only at the Shen family ...

"The host said the academy was excellent, and wanted to donate some ..."

...

Good night, beg the monthly ticket.

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