Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

Luoyang is very comfortable in autumn.

In the room, the fragrance of tea is slim.

"The old man likes to drink tea. Only when drinking tea can the old man experience the mystery of tranquility."

Wen Yanbo took a cup of tea and took a sip. The staff member Zhu Ji sitting opposite smiled and said, "Yes! Jing Shenghui."

Wen Yanbo slowly drinks tea, looks like Gujing, immobile.

Zhu Ji put down the teacup, "This time when I wrote to Beijing, Shen An planned the martial arts to enter the Privy Council. I am afraid that Wen Gong, will this matter conflict with the ancestor system? After all ... Writing with culture!"

Wen Yanbo said lightly: "Shen An is not a fool, he said that the soldiers entered the Privy Council for consultation. The Privy Council is still the civil servant, if you want to clean them up, just turn your hands."

Zhu Jihan smiled and said, "Yes. It's just that this matter made Fu Bi embarrassed. If he was also rushed to the place, the post of Privy Secretary might be yours, but you are planning to participate in political affairs!"

"You underestimated Fubi's position in the official family's mind in this matter." Wen Yanbo took the tea cup and took another sip, and said comfortably: "Fubi's temperament has a strong side, and the official family needs to leave him to check and balance Han. Qi. So the old man's move was to leave Fubi only in the position of ambassador. "

He suddenly smiled slightly, "Ouyang Xiu is sick, and now the government affairs are complicated, and one person is in trouble. It is not a small matter. The old man has been in the place for many years, and no one can pass by. But Fubi can only stay where he is. Who else can it be? "

"People are brilliant."

"As long as the old man enters the political affairs hall!" Wen Yanbo's eyes are cold, "Han Qi is arrogant, but he is easily irritated. Zeng Gongliang has less determination. Bao Zheng's poor means ... The old man will soon return to the position of prime minister. "

Zhu Ji smiled and said: "It must be like what Wen Gong said."

Wen Yanbo said lightly: "But don't be eager. You should be cautious about this afterwards."

"Yes." Zhu Ji got up and said: "Would you like to send someone to Bianliang to find out the news?"

"What's the hurry?" Wen Yanbo said calmly: "The husband should be the husband, the means are used, and the rest depends on God's will. The so-called conspiracy is in the person, and the success is in the sky, let's see the meaning of God."

Zhu Ji nodded and answered, "This time it must be going to Bianliang. Someone wants to go to the grottoes on the other side of the Longmen."

"Go." Wen Yanbo said with a smile: "There are Buddha statues everywhere in the grotto. It is said that there is a statue carved in the style of Wu's. You can take a good look at it."

Wu Shi refers to Wu Zetian.

Zhu Ji nodded with a smile, and suddenly thought of something, he asked: "Wangong, we have pitted Shen An on this matter. The official family and many people must have thought that there was communication between us and us, but he has trouble since then. Now. "

Wen Yanbo said calmly: "The old man helped him. If he is dissatisfied, he should know that the darker these things are, the more the official family will think that he is close to the old man, so it is best to be quiet."

He served as Zaifu during Zhao Zhen, and naturally knew what the emperor was thinking. When encountering such things, the emperor's first reaction was to feel that he collaborated with Wen Yanbo and Shen An, but what could there be? He and Bao Zheng are also allies, but they are very bright.

It's just that Shen An has always been out of the party, and the people who are close are the ones who are close to him.

"People are brilliant!" Zhu Ji resigned and left the grotto.

Wen Yanbo's things are not much. Drinking tea ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Thinking about problems makes him feel very fulfilled.

In the afternoon, Zhu Ji came back, raving about the grottoes, but only proposed to pay attention to waterproofing.

"The grotto is in the lower reaches of the Yi River. If there is water, I'm afraid I can't hide it."

"Every time there is nothing wrong, probably the Buddha bless it."

Wen Yanbo smiled, then footsteps came from outside.

"Lu Guogong, here comes the capital."

In an instant Zhu Ji rushed out, but Wen Yanbo picked up the tea cup and slowly took a sip of tea. The calm look was like listening to the twilight morning bell in the temple.

An official came in with two entourages, Wen Yanbo got up, and the two sides greeted a few words, the official said: "Lu Guogong, Your Majesty called you into Beijing."

Wen Yanbo said with a cry, "What do you know?"

The officials probably wanted to have a good relationship with him, so he laughed and said: "Ouyang Xiangyang is sick and sick, there are fewer people in the political affairs hall, the official family makes Fuxiang public to participate in the political affairs ..."

Wen Yanbo still looks calm, but on the invisible side, his right hand squeezes the clothes on his waist, squeezes it and relaxes.

"... Let you come to Beijing to serve as the ambassador, the literary director, please leave early."

Zhu Ji's smile was a little stiff, but Wen Yanbo said softly: "It's afternoon now, but it's not easy to hurry up. It's okay to start tomorrow morning?"

This attitude is too polite, the official said in a panic: "Leave the text as the master."

Wen Yanbo asked people to lead them to settle, showing the style of the elders during the speech.

After they left, Zhu Ji smiled bitterly: "Wang Gong, why did you fail?"

Wen Yanbo said lightly: "The old man doesn't know, but it's interesting to think about it."

They left the next day and arrived at Bianliang a few days later.

Wen Yanbo went straight to the palace to see him, Zhu Ji went to find out about the relationship.

Wen Yanbo came back a little later and looked still calm.

"Well? Shuntai, you are ..."

Shuntai is Zhu Ji's word.

Zhu Ji was staring out of the window and squinted his head. When he saw him, he smiled helplessly, "Wangong, Shen An."

Wen Yanbo yelled, "Speak clearly."

Zhu Ji got up and said, "Shen An entered the palace and reportedly said good things to the officials ... and also said about the events of the year, saying that you have the style of an elder."

Wen Yanbo took a deep breath, "Well, Shen An, it's such a counterattack. But the official family should endure it, and then look closely. After that, the old man will naturally have a way to make the official family change the old man. Why did the official family let Fubi enter Going to the political affairs hall? What else did Shen An say? "

Zhu Ji shook his head, "I don't know the rest."

Wen Yanbo took a deep breath, and his face remained unchanged for thousands of years. "The old man planned for a long time, but he was ruined by his words, old man ..."

He raised the cup and wanted to throw it, but in the end he just put the cup on the table.

"Private ambassador is also Zaifu, but he is far from the emperor, and the Zhengshitang will deliberately reject the privy ambassador, thinking that the concept of civil and military, the old man would rather wait for the opportunity in Luoyang, rather than enter the Privy Council ... Shen An!"

He lowered his head and suddenly smiled bitterly, "The old man took advantage of him and thought he would endure ... The young man seemed to be complacent, but he would choose to endure when he was not sure. This time he chose without hesitation. Counterattack, ruined the old man's hard layout, the Privy Council ... entered the Privy Council, and it would be difficult to come up with it again. "

Zhu Ji took a sip of cooled tea and felt a comfortable throat, "Wang Gong, why did the official family choose not to endure?"

Wen Yanbo shook his head, "The old man left Bianliang City before the current official's ascension to the throne. His temperament old man didn't know much, only knew that he was a little timid before."

Drinking the chilled tea will have a feeling of drinking, Zhu Ji took another sip, and then said in an annoyed tone: "This matter should go to Beijing in time, to negotiate with you and Shen An in person, and it is beneficial, so ... ... maybe he chooses to be silent. "

Wen Yanbo made a cup of tea for himself, and then stood, "No. Shen An seems greedy, but what is he greedy for? Calligraphy and painting, credit, but the rest of him is very decent, which is why officials value him. This It was the old man's negligence that despised Shen An, and the consequences were serious! "

He planned for a long time, he wanted to return to the political affairs hall in one fell swoop, but was blocked by Shen An.

"It's a good opponent. The old man left Bianliang for a long time. I didn't expect that the teenagers had become so cunning!" Wen Yanbo breathed for a short time, and then calmed down again. "The mantis catches the cicada, and the puffin is behind, but Fu Bi is surprised. It ’s good, he ’s probably laughing now. "

……

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Shen's family, Fu Bi was holding a calligraphy and painting, and smiled very heartily. Looking in Guo Guo's eyes, the kind-hearted flowers on the side couldn't help but sneeze.

Guoguo was blessed and looked at Fubi again, feeling that he was smiling like an old fox that his brother said.

Brother said, do n’t take care of him when you meet the old fox, do n’t agree with everything, if you are forced to do it, you can use a nunchaku.

Where did Fu Bi know that Guo Guo ’s mind was turning this thought, and he said kindly: “Nine years is ten years, Guo Guo looks more and more slim, and hears that your handwriting is better than what your brother wrote. Okay? It can be seen that there is a gift. The old man has a few words from the past, you can take it slowly. After you become a generation of everyone, will the old man come to shame your brother, hahahaha. "

Is another word!

Guoguo thanked him, and then took the calligraphy and painting to the backyard.

Shen An just smiled at the side, and when Guoguo left, he took Fubi in for tea.

"Wen Yanbo has entered Beijing. I just saw you at www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I was very kind when I saw the old man."

"Is it?" Shen An smiled.

Fubi glanced at him, "The old man knew that the original official's original intention was to keep the old man in the Privy Council and Wen Yanbo to enter the political affairs hall. Anbei, the old man would like to thank you."

He was very serious in arching his hands, Shen An said blankly: "Xiemou what? Fu Xiang is afraid that he made a mistake."

"You, you!" Fu Bi reached out and nodded to him, and smiled: "Do you know what Zaifu is? Many times people think the unpredictable news is only common in Zaifu. The official family has already decided to use Wen Yanbo Taking over Ouyang Xiu, but waiting for you to go into the palace, then the official's family went to Luoyang to summon Wen Yanbo, and the political affairs became a prince. Just after talking to you, the official's family changed his mind. , Everyone knows it's your role. "

He smiled, "After the last incident, the old man thought you would be annoyed, but did not expect you to give a good word to the old man in front of the official's house. Knowing political affairs, do you know why? "

"The Privy Council kept the servants of the Zhengshitang out." Of course Shen An knew about this, so Wen Yanbo would use him, and he gave Lao Wen a slap in the backhand, turning him from a reference to political affairs. Privilege.

Old man probably wants to vomit blood.

"Yeah! It's embarrassing to keep the key together," Fu Bi stood up and said: "The old man remembers your sentiment in this matter, and he only has to talk about things in the future. It's just not to make any more paintings and calligraphy. It ’s all in your house. "

Shen An couldn't help but smile, and later sent Fu Bi out, but Su Shi came.

……

Thank you book friends for their return to heaven.

The fifth one is presented. Good night everyone.