Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

Sima Guang got up early in the morning.

Get up in the morning and walk around in the yard. I feel refreshed.

Then came breakfast.

Two large pieces of braised lamb were placed on the plate, looking pleasing.

Lamb is fat and lean. It is the best to eat. It bites off, there are lean muscles, tender and tender ...

Sima Guang ate two pieces of meat and ate another piece of bread. Then he hiccupped and said, "I will definitely be hungry at noon."

He does not eat at noon, so he must eat more meat for breakfast and more for dinner.

"Lang Jun, it's time to go to the government."

The servants were waiting on the sidelines, and seeing Sima Guang still looking unhurried, he couldn't help but praised: "Lang Jun looks like Zaifu's aura."

Sima Guang asked: "Is that book available?"

The servant shook his head. "Yesterday there were too many people. When it was our turn, it would be dark."

"Um." Sima Guang hummed and went out.

In the early morning, the Bianliang was less noisy, but it had more vitality.

Shops are sprinkling and replenishing goods through this free time, and the buddies come in and out, and from time to time they can hear the shopkeeper calling the lads lazy.

Pedestrians bought two steamed buns at the roadside stall and hurriedly ate while walking. Someone dropped the meat filling on the ground, stooped down to pick it up, and threw it into his mouth after a few blows ...

A woman opened the door to yell and scolded the opposite party for being too noisy. If her son failed the exam next time, he would chop the counterkeeper with a kitchen knife.

This is a vibrant Bianliang.

Sima Guang looked at all kinds of things in the world, but only felt calm in his heart.

The people are ignorant and someone must guide them.

And who should bear this heavy responsibility?

New party?

They are too radical!

Sima Guang received several letters last night, all of which were sent by friends. In the letter, they all complained about the New Deal and said how the New Deal was scourge.

Difficult!

"Jun Shi!"

Sima Guang turned his head and asked Lu Chai before and after: "How can I still read on the horse?"

Lu Hu handed over the book in his hand and said disdainfully: "Bao Xiren is selling his reputation and relying on Shen An to smash money, and he arbitrarily gave his reading notes to Luoyang paper sold. When I read his notes, I found that it was no more than that. "

Sima Guang took the book, opened it and looked carefully. At this time the sky was dim, and the writing looked vague, and it was very eye-damaging.

From this look, I saw outside the Imperial City.

"Send you."

Seeing that he was attentive, Lu Zhao went to seek someone to speak.

The three-money thing is really bad street.

Sima Guang likes to read, he can read the writer's joys and sorrows from the book, and feel his soul has been sublimated at that moment.

He kept looking at it and saw noon.

At noon he did not eat, so he just continued to read this reading note.

"Review!"

Sima Guangmu, who was reading a book in the room, looked up, "What's the matter?"

He slowly lowered the book, and then squeezed his brow.

An official came in and said something official, Sima Guang said patiently, and then the official resigned.

Sima Guang got up and paced slowly in the duty room.

From this reading note, he saw the change of Bao Zheng from a reckless youth to a calm old age.

In these changes, there are many frustrations and compromises, but more is unyielding and passionate.

"Bao Xiren really is a strong order!"

Sima Guang shook his head and walked out of the room.

Many people outside were reading books, and Sima Guang didn't need to read it, they knew it was Bao Zheng's reading notes.

The price of three penny and one roll makes people feel the urge to buy.

And Zaifu's reading notes are even more popular.

How about Ouyang Xiu?

Sima Guang thought of Ouyang Xiu suddenly.

...

Ouyang Xiu only got up.

He was drunk yesterday and was drunk. After getting up, he felt his stomach a little uncomfortable, so he shouted: "Make a pot of wine for breakfast, and make some gruel."

Anyone who drinks often will have this trick: hangover.

Wash and go to the latrine, then sit down comfortably and have breakfast.

Ouyang Xiu thinks such days are very hi.

First a sip of wine.

Zi!

"what……"

Drinking at this time was uncomfortable, Ouyang Xiu sighed, his old face wrinkled into chrysanthemum, and then saw the chrysanthemum face of the servant.

"Something?"

He poured another glass of wine.

The servant looked at the glass, "Alang, or ... will you finish drinking?"

Does this mean that the old man will be in a mood to drink when he hears the news?

Ouyang Xiu said with a smile: "The old man has many ups and downs in his life. If he is not open-minded enough, he will be depressed and he will end.

The servant said: "Yesterday, the book store of the Shen family sold a book of reading, three volumes of money ..."

Ouyang Xiu's hand holding the glass was still stable, "Who's reading notes?"

The servant gave him a careful look, "Alang, it's ... Bao Zheng."

Ouyang repaired a bit, and then swallowed it.

"Old man!" He suddenly lowered his head and laughed.

The gray hair was trembling and gradually scattered.

"That old man!"

"Shen An returned, the old man knew he would retaliate, but he always thought it was humiliation in person, but he didn't expect him to think of such a trick."

The servant said: "Alang, will this be the way Bao Zheng thought?"

"No." Ouyang Xiu raised his head, his face slightly reddish. "Although Bao Zheng has some meaning of selling his name and reputation, he has no such means. His means ... are straight. So this is Shen An's plan.

Shen An's move made Bao Zheng famous all over the world. How many people were so baffled as Bao Xiren's students, and what made the old man sigh most was how many people would become Bao Zheng's mantle. "

He took a toast and took a sip. "Every official, every successful student, hopes that someone can inherit their doctrine and the idea of ​​governing the country. They will look for successors. The husband has found many in recent years. Wang Anshi and Sima Guang ... but no one can inherit the old man's ideas. Bao Xiren succeeded this time, and countless students, some people will always take his ideas as a rule. "

He raised the hip flask and drank up.

The servant worried about his body and persuaded: "Alang, this is a taboo!"

"Cough cough cough!" Ouyang Xiu put down the jug and smiled bitterly: "How old is Bao Zheng? When the readers who read his reading notes came out, he would have already sent a post. This person died like a lamp, who would be afraid of it? An old man waiting to die? "

Uh!

Is age also a hedging advantage?

The servant felt that he had learned another trick.

"Change dress, the old man is going to seek Bao Zheng to speak."

Ouyang Xiu went straight to the Zhengshitang to seek advice.

His qualifications are too old, no one can refuse.

Later Bao Zheng and he strolled in the political hall.

"That was your reading notes for Shen An? The old man remembered that you told him to read it alive, and went back to the imperial examination. But in the end he didn't go to the imperial examination, but instead stepped into the center step by step. Are you a success or a failure?"

Ouyang Xiu looked at everything around him and felt very familiar.

"Success ... What is success?" Bao Zheng narrowed his eyes: "What you want, success is success."

Ouyang Xiu looked at him sideways, "What do you want?"

"The old man is thinking of Cathay Pacific." Bao Zheng reached out and patted the wall. "People have to count on something in their lifetime, otherwise they are too empty. The old man is counting on Cathay Pacific. Looking at this big Song, he will become stronger and stronger every day. All felt joy. This kind of joy is more fascinating to the old man than any other banquet and Qinglou. "

This is a quiet satire.

Ouyang Xiu liked these tunes, and when he heard the words, he smiled and said: "The old man is like this, and he likes the most leisurely days. But this time, the old man was drinking too much at that time, and he couldn't scold the man."

He said he bowed his hand to make a guilt.

Bao Zheng frowned: "When people are proud, they are unforgettable. When people are frustrated, they are frustrated and not decadent. You look a little decadent now."

Ouyang Xiu smiled bitterly: "The old men are all in the wind and candles, are they still struggling?"

Bao Zheng glanced at him and saw wrinkles on his face, he couldn't find a black hair, so he sighed: "If so, why don't you live peacefully?"

All day eating, drinking and playing, which is the way to maintain health?

Bao Zheng's body maintenance methods were arranged by Shen An. On the whole, it was less anxiety and more open-mindedness. This was attitude. The second is to walk around diligently, eat less and eat more meals.

These seemingly simple means of health maintenance, after long-term persistence, let Bao Zheng's body gradually recover, compared with Ouyang Xiu's spirit.

"Fuck!"

Ouyang Xiu shook his head, "The old man is gone, you ... you are eight years older than the old man, but you still look at the spirit, but the old man is not as good."

Bao Zheng thought he was disheartened, so he persuaded him.

But Ouyang Xiu said proudly: "The old man's reputation among the people is not small. You have reading notes, the old man has the power to improve the style, but it is just between the middle and the middle.

This old guy still refuses to lose!

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"it is good!"

Ouyang Xiu went back proudly.

At noon, someone invited to drink alcohol, and Ouyang Xiu heard excitedly that there were a few young Junyans he liked, and went excitedly.

This time the guests were in a famous restaurant.

There is a corridor on the second floor of the restaurant. In this cold season, it is a joy to get a charcoal grill and drink on the veranda.

One benefit of drinking on the veranda is that you can see the performance.

There is a table in the lobby below, and several female dancers are singing and dancing.

Ouyang Xiu sat on the head, and those people all spoke up and touted their poems and articles to ask him to comment, and for a while they were happy.

The singing and dancing suddenly ended, and everyone suddenly became furious, and they all questioned.

Drinking a little wine this year hasn't sung and cheered, what else to drink?

The shopkeeper walked up to the table and pointed at a man beside him with a smile: "Today the shop invited a storyteller and invited guests to taste it."

"Storyteller?"

Bianliang has various entertainment methods, but everyone is still a bit ignorant of the so-called storyteller.

The man walked up to the table, and someone immediately got involved in the case.

There was a ruler on the case table, and the man picked it up and patted it.

Boom!

The surroundings were quiet.

The man said, "Three moral emperors and five emperors, who are famous for the post-summer and Shang dynasty. The hero Wubo is in trouble in the spring and autumn, and his hands have risen and died in no time. There are a few lines of surnames in Qing history, and countless barren hills in Beilong.

Hearing this, Ouyang Xiu couldn't help but stare at the old eyes and shouted, "Okay!"

"it is good!"

There was a round of praise.

...

Still four more! Ask for monthly tickets, there are so many echoes, monthly tickets.