My years in the Northern Song Dynasty Guozijian

At five o'clock, the city of Bianliang is still dark, and there are only sporadic hawkers pushing their stalls to catch up.

Wang Anshi took his wife's loving breakfast and sat in the ox cart while eating and meditating. Suddenly the car stopped, and he staggered, almost burying his face in the breakfast.

"Laifu, what's going on?" Wang Anshi said helplessly.

"Go back to the master," the coachman outside said with a mournful face, "there was a car coming towards us, and the two cows driving the cart started arguing."

Lifting the curtain of the car, he saw his own cow and the horns on the opposite side, and sighed slightly. Wang Anshi said helplessly: "In that case, then go and pull the cow away and let them go first."

Laifu took the order, and just as he was about to make a move, he saw the master on the other side leaning out, revealing a handsome face from inside.

Both of them were stunned for a while, Wang Anshi smiled and said: "Master Sima, I didn't expect to meet here."

Sima Guang snorted coldly: "No wonder, the crow kept calling at the door this morning, so it was to wake me up."

"Hehe..." Wang Anshi didn't bother to talk to him. Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, Laifu reported softly, "Master, I'm going down to pick up the cows."

"What's the lead!" Wang Anshi raised his eyebrows, "I was a Jinshi one year earlier than Brother Sima, so he let me be the one who let me go."

"Seniors and youngsters are in order, I'm only two years older than you, and you know how to call me elder brother, so naturally you give way first."

"You let it go first!"

"You first!"

……

The two of them were stubborn, and finally confronted each other at the gate of the palace, causing the bosses to shake their heads frequently. Is this the rising star of my Song Dynasty, so desperate...

After waiting for a long time, when the court was about to start, Wang Anshi Sima Guang was dragged into the hall by his friends.Even so, they were still staring at each other with red eyes like two bullfighting bulls.

When the court meeting began, the bigwigs in the front row began to speak. The topic of today's discussion is the serious phenomenon of empty wages in various yamen in the Song Dynasty.Just halfway through speaking, Sima Guang from the last row jumped out and said, "Report to the official family, since last month's report, the Guozijian takes several times the money of the Taixue every year, but no one participated in the imperial examination this year. I dare to ask the court to reduce it." its appropriation."

"This..." He said that he hadn't greeted the conservative bigwigs before, which made everyone dumbfounded.Immediately, they all felt a little uncomfortable.Without him, Guozijian, to put it bluntly, is not for cultivating talents for imperial examinations.It's all for the purpose of imprisoning the second generation ancestors in Beijing, so that they can learn some culture and don't cause trouble.

Facts have proved that Wang Anshi also did a good job. After he became a sacrificial wine, the bosses found that their nephews were obviously more disciplined, and there were fewer incidents of street vendors being affected by street fights in Bianliang City.Even hostile people have to show affection in this regard, and only a fool like Sima Guang will use this to make a fuss.

Although there was no one to help, Wang Anshi still felt very uncomfortable. He has always been the kind of person who is very demanding of himself, and the Imperial College is a heart disease.So he pouted his neck and said stubbornly: "There are many people in our school who planned to take the imperial examination. It was I, Jijiu, who felt that they were too young. I am afraid that they would not be prudent enough to be an official in the court."

Sima Guang sneered: "Oh? But how did I hear that the Imperial Academy and the Taixue have been compared several times in a row, and poetry, prose, and prose are all overwhelmed."

"Hehe, the Imperial College pays attention to teaching students according to their aptitude, and the students never die. Like Ye An in our prison, he was rewarded for his meritorious service in epidemic prevention a while ago, unlike someone who only knows how to govern the country with his mouth."

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Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, the onlookers tried to persuade them to quarrel, and there was a mess in the hall.

"In this case, let the students of Guozijian go to the yamen to practice their hands." Just at this moment, Renzong who was watching the show with a smile on the top suddenly said.

Everyone was taken aback, Fan Zhongyan took the lead and said: "Officials, absolutely not, the students in the Imperial College are students after all, how can they directly intervene in court affairs without passing the imperial examination!"

"No, no, no," Renzong shook his head: "Didn't we just say that we should eliminate some useless officials, which will inevitably cause some turmoil. The students from the Imperial College just fill the manpower, with no salary and no rank, for a period of three months If the result of the final evaluation is good, then the Imperial Academy will continue as it is; if it is not good, then according to what Sima Guang said, the quota will be reduced."

The civil and military officials looked at each other, which is not too much, but according to the temperament of the official family, it is not like someone who would bring up such a thing.In the beginning, it was nothing more than a dispute between two fourth-rank petty officials, but the development of the situation became more and more ridiculous...

"That's it, it's settled like this." Renzong made a decision immediately without giving everyone time to react.Then he hurried away as if someone was chasing him, leaving a room full of ministers in a mess.

The news of "internship by order" reached the Imperial College, and all the ancestors of the second generation were filled with righteous indignation.

"It's outrageous!" Zhao Zongshu slapped the table hard, "Sima Guang is such a petty official! He dared to reduce our quota! I'll let the family join him!"

It was rare for Guo Zhonghe to agree with him. He nodded and said, "It's really not possible. I'll ask the people under my command to teach that stinky Confucian a lesson."

Just when Wang Anshi walked into the room, he said angrily, "Who are you going to teach!?"

The students were silent like quails, and Wang Anshi continued to preach: "You guys, after reading so many times, why are you still acting like rascals in the market! The more others obstruct you, the more you have to fight!" Then he distributed the papers in his hands to everyone : "You must have heard what's going on. This is a yamen that lacks people. Take it home and discuss it. Each person fills in three."

Ye An suddenly realized, isn't this the modern college entrance examination volunteer?Dumbfounded, he took the "Volunteer Form" and planned to go back and discuss it with the teacher.

However, he was stopped halfway before he got home.

Looking at the smug Bai Yutang, Ye An said helplessly, "What are you doing?"

"Master sees that your bones are so strange, are you interested in joining Kaifeng Mansion?"

"My lord, my life is so miserable. As a scholar, I really don't dare to go to a big place like the government office. I hope the lord will understand me." Ye An saw that the other party was acting, and he himself

Dramatic possession.

"Why is that?" Before Master Wu could answer, Zhan Zhao stood up from the side, glanced at the Chin Maoshu who was eager to try and sing with a little warning, and said sincerely to Ye An: "After Mr. Bao learned about this, The first thing in the next court is to ask us to invite you. Brother Ang is talented and intelligent, and Kaifeng Mansion will be even more powerful with your help."

Ye An was moved, this is Bao Qingtian!For a person with a long history to value him so much, it is considered that he has not traveled in vain.But even so, he shook his head seriously, "Thank you Master Bao for your love, but I have already decided where I want to go."

"Then... where is it?" Zhan Zhao was a little curious. In his opinion, there was no better department in the Song Dynasty than Kaifeng Mansion.

"Yushitai." Ye An said three words firmly.

Bai Yutang was furious when he heard it, "Why are you going to the place where those insidious villains are!" He was just read a book by Yushitai because he made too much noise when catching thieves, and now he really reads them When you are upset.

Ye An organized his speech, and said seriously: "Kaifeng Mansion is already full of talents, and I can't do much when I go there. Yushitai stares at all parts of the country every day, and I want to broaden my horizons." Take a good look, everyone Where is Song's problem?

Ever since time travel, he has been thinking, besides making money and making some small inventions, what can he do for this era?When he was studying in his previous life, he had heard of the "redundant officials, redundant soldiers, and redundant expenses" in the Song Dynasty, but how to solve it, how it was caused, and whether there were other problems... these are all unknown.Ye An wanted to calm down and stare at this country.

What he said was sincere, and Zhan Zhao and the two were also quite moved. Bai Yutang patted Ye Xiaoan on the shoulder: "You boy, although you are sometimes irritating, but I feel that you will be a good official in the future, so I will let you go this time." You, I'll go tell Master Bao."

Ye An saluted deeply, and the two parties bid farewell.

After arriving home, before his butt was hot, he was told that the nobles in the palace were visiting. Ye An went out to greet him full of question marks, and smiled as soon as they met: "Isn't this Mr. Zhang? Come in, come in and say, I'll let you The manager will go to Mrs. Song's restaurant to order two dishes."

It was Zhang Maoze who came, and because they greeted each other frequently during this period, the two were already very familiar with each other and had a good impression of each other.

Zhang Mao smiled and waved his hands: "I don't dare to call myself an adult, Ye Lang-jun can just call me by my first name. I don't want to eat wine, this time I am here to convey the official's private message."

Ye An stood with his hands folded, expressing his willingness to listen.

Looking up and down at the young man in front of him, Zhang Mao felt hesitant, and his smile became wider, and he whispered: "The official said, you don't need to fill in that form, sir, and go directly to the imperial court to work as an errand when the time comes."

Ye An was stunned: "Why, why?" He had already made plans.

Zhang Mao shook his head: "Our family doesn't dare to speculate on the holy will, so I can only tell you that this is a good thing, a great thing." Then he remembered something, and said: "But my lord, don't go to the palace for a while. Let's go, lest others gossip."

After giving the other party a look of "you understand", Zhang Mao left, leaving only Ye An in the same place with a sense of embarrassment.

What the hell is this?Why did he enter the palace?Why did Zhang Mao look like the pie fell from the sky?The second monk Ye Anzhang couldn't figure it out, he felt something faintly in his heart, but he felt that it was impossible.

He immediately thought of Pan Yuanqing next door. The teacher was cultivated by a scholar-bureaucrat family, and he knew more than himself, so he knocked on the door next door nervously.

At this time, Pan Yuanqing was still reviewing manuscripts at the "Da Song Confucianism Xunkan" Publishing House. I am ashamed to say that it was the journal founded by Ye An, but because I was too busy, my teacher helped me take care of everything.

When Pan Yuanqing rushed over, Ye An hurried forward, looked around, and said nervously, "Go to your room and talk."

Pan Yuanqing nodded, and after the two entered the room, Ye An told the whole story.

"Teacher, help me analyze and analyze, what does the official mean?"

Pan Yuanqing took a deep look at him, and before he could speak, he was interrupted by someone outside: "Officer, there is a man named Li Yiyi outside who wants to see you."

Ye An: "..." Why is it still the same name? Can't Zhao Zhen be more creative?Recalling that the other party had been nagging me to tell me not to let me see Pan Yuanqing, I guess it would take a long time to read it now that I was bumped into by him.Ye An became nervous in an instant, and hurriedly said: "Quick! Teacher, is there a place for me to hide, I will definitely run into officials when I go out now!"

Pan Yuanqing didn't know why, but he was used to Ye Xiaoan's convulsions from time to time, so he pointed to the cabinet, indicating that he could hide in it.

Ye Anyi said, not long after, Renzong opened the door and came in.

After looking around for the next four weeks, Renzong smiled lightly: "You're doing pretty well."

Pan Yuanqing was silent like a statue.After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "What's the matter, just talk about it."

Renzong knew that he had always had such a temperament, so he was not annoyed, but moved out of the stool and sat down, and said with a relaxed expression: "I went to see the elder of the Pan family the other day, and mentioned you, and the old man complained that you didn't go back to the Pan family. "

"If I really go back, they should be annoyed again." Pan Yuanqing glanced at him lightly. Since his accident, the whole Pan family has been in panic, for fear of getting involved.What's more, since his father's generation, the Pan family has always suppressed them and acted as Taizong Zhenzong's eyeliner from time to time.Although he has been released now, it is best for the Pan family to stay far away.

Renzong sighed: "Look, Pan Mei can be regarded as the savior of the Chai family, but because of the problems of the younger generation, it is difficult for you to have a sense of belonging...Of course, it doesn't mean that you are wrong."

"You came here today just for this?" Pan Yuanqing asked directly, unwilling to talk about family affairs.

"Of course not. I'm just pushing others and myself. Thinking of the child I took into the palace before, will you really be grateful to me?"

Ye An, who was hiding in the cabinet, immediately realized that he was talking about Zhao Zongshi, who later became Song Yingzong.I can't help but slander in my heart. I went around to say this, but to be honest, the later Yingzong did not treat Renzong's daughters and concubines very well after he came to power, and even staged a vigorous drama of recognizing his father.

Zhao Zongshi was the son of the clan. Renzong was empty at the time, and all officials were sparse.He had no choice but to adopt Zhao Zongshi and follow the prince's instructions.Who would have thought that three years later, Youxi in the palace would give birth to a son.Of course, having a son is to let his own son inherit the throne, so he sent Zhao Zongshi back.It was also thoughtless at the time, so that Zhao Zongshi was ridiculed after returning home.It didn't take long for Renzong's youngest son to die.

Zhao Zhen, who was originally unwilling, wanted to continue to live. Unexpectedly, Zhang Guifei and the little princess had a serious illness some time ago. Fortunately, Ye An had ordered before, and the imperial doctor arrived at the first time, and finally rescued them.Renzong held his wife and daughter with lingering fears. After this battle, he didn't have any expectations for his body. Even if he was born, whether he could grow up is another matter.Now there are people in the court who are going to reserve the reserve, and the ministers all feel that Zhao Zongshi should be called back again.

Ye An wondered, what does this have to do with the teacher?Could it be that he wants the teacher to pick him up?

"I want to make Ye An the crown prince."

When the room was full of silence, Renzong suddenly spoke, like a thunderbolt blasting Ye An's heart.

Although Pan Yuanqing was slightly aware of it, he was also slightly surprised.After a while, he said slowly: "The officials will not agree." First of all, identity is a big issue.

However, Renzong was full of confidence: "It's okay, I have already found the person who was in charge of Ye An's settlement, and the official wife of the Duke of England, He Shi, also wrote a letter of proof. In addition, the child has been doing meritorious deeds recently, and he is in the Imperial College. Make good friends with your classmates. Except for some elders of the clan, no one will object."

Pan Yuanqing fell silent again, he already knew why the other party came to him.Looking at the cabinet, the corners of his mouth raised in self-deprecating, "In that case, I congratulate the official."

Renzong's eyes were burning, and he obviously didn't want to end the topic. "Ye An is courageous and kind-hearted. He is naturally a good boy. He is assisted by a famous minister and good general. I am relieved to hand over Song Dynasty to him. However, I don't want anyone to lead him astray." .”

Looking at the young man in front of him, Renzong couldn't bear it, but he still said every word: "You like him, don't you?"

Pan Yuanqing seemed to be nailed to the spot and didn't speak for a long time.

"Kang Dang!!" At this moment, the door of the closet beside him was opened, and a small figure rolled out from inside.

Ye An lay on the ground, the three of them looked at each other, and the room fell into an eerie silence.Standing up scrambling, he didn't care to tidy up, looking at the teacher with a face full of shock, "This, is this true..."

Pan Yuanqing hadn't spoken yet, when Renzong saw this scene, he became furious and roared with his veins on his back, "You just want to talk about this!!!" The throne!Isn't the point the throne? ?