Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

The war outside the city shattered those who opposed the clan reform. Later, news came from the palace that the official family was rewarding Zhao Yunliang.

This is a political statement.

In the morning, Zhao Yunliang defeated those who did not support the reform of the clan, and the official family immediately gave a reward, making all the clan clan red eyes, all kinds of envy and jealousy.

"Do you want to enter the palace to thank you?"

Zhao Yunliang asked with a pair of Wu Qing's eyes excitedly.

Chen Zhongheng said with a smile: "No need, the king will ... eat more meat."

This family Pigu became a joke. Chen Zhongheng felt that the official family should not want him to carry the reputation of starving to death, so he asked him to bring such a sentence.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Zhao Yunliang sent Chen Zhongheng away, and when he turned back, he said with tears: "My son, our family finally passed this level."

After the king came to the throne, the county king's palace waited in confusion, waiting for the emperor's punishment to come.

Regardless of the people in the county government or outsiders, everyone felt that Zhao Yunliang and his son, who had participated in the battle for the throne, certainly did not end well.

But Zhao Yunliang found another way, and took a group of people to start the monastery.

Isn't this a joke?

So the king's mansion became a joke of Bianliang.

But today's reward proves the correctness of Zhao Yunliang.

"Daddy ..."

Zhao Zongjiang sobbed: "Has it passed? The baby can't believe it."

Zhao Yunliang nodded and said with tears: "The official's family is stingy, but he talks and counts ... son! We are relieved."

Zhao Zongjiang only felt relieved, and the whole person was a little empty, and then a desire came up, "Dad, can we eat meat?"

Zhao Yunliang froze, then turned back to look at the idol and sighed: "Son! Feel for the father ... or the future is still promising!"

A housekeeper came in from the outside and asked happily: "The king, the villain sent people to buy wine and meat, and today the whole government celebrates ..."

From now on, the governor ’s palace was out of danger, and there was no need to play any other tricks, but the housekeeper could not help crying.

"What wine?" Zhao Yunliang frowned: "Be religious ..."

"Daddy ..."

Zhao Zongjiang was somewhat desperate.

As long as Zhao Shu ascended the throne, their father and son Pigu would have been. After a few hungry meals, this man is hungry when he sees the food and his eyes shine.

And being vegetarian, this is tormenting people.

"Be patient."

Looking at the door, Zhao Yunliang leaned his head and extended his right hand to pretend to wipe the sweat on the side of the face, but it just blocked the side face.

"What do you think of Shen An's move today?"

"shameless!"

After Zhao Zongjiang said, he hurriedly got up and rushed to the door, and the probe went out to look around.

A figure disappeared quickly from the left corner.

Zhao Zongjiang turned around and whispered: "Someone just now."

"I know there will be someone for my father."

Zhao Yunliang laughed: "Don't worry about this."

"Yes."

This is just the rule of the Imperial City. As long as there is no big idea, no attack on the Song Dynasty and the official family, then whatever you say, Zhang Baian is not interested in taking care of you.

"Today your father and son ate a piece of fat ..."

Zhao Yunliang licked his lips and gradually looked firm, "The official family came to see us today, this is for sure, but he went back again, and we can still see that we are still a little bit worried about our father and son. Son! Hold on for a while, ah!"

Zhao Zongjiang sat down on his knees with tears; "Dad, the baby wants to eat meat!"

It's a rare day to eat meat several times throughout the year. I really can't live it!

The housekeeper stumbled into the front yard, and everyone gathered around.

"Today the county king has a big head, but is he going to eat meat and drink?"

"Sure, we don't have to be vegetarians in the future."

"Someone wants to eat quail, to be deep-fried, soaked in oil, and bite a bite of oil to relieve greed."

"Someone wants to eat buckle meat, sandwiched in the pancake, that beauty!"

"..."

Everyone rejoiced in their hearts, and when they saw the housekeeper Mu Ran, his voice gradually decreased.

"this is……"

An ominous hunch made everyone dumbfounded.

The butler raised his head and said bitterly: "Today ... the upper and lower gates ... all ..."

Everyone stared at his mouth and wanted to hear the words wine and meat.

"Drink porridge."

When the desperate breath permeated the county king's palace, Zhao Xu was calculating.

"... come down in a year, three or four hundred thousand yuan can be saved, and the number of people born in the clan and the number of people who will serve five times will continue to increase every year thereafter ..."

The fertility of the royal family is worth worrying about, and the number of princes who make it is far behind the number of clan members with five clothes.

"That is to say, the expenditure on the patriarchal side will continue to decrease in the future."

This is the first time Zhao Yun has given a complete view on something alone at the Xiaochao meeting.

"it is good!"

Han Qi said with a radiant face: "This year, hundreds of thousands of dollars have been saved, and the cost of North Korea and China has been calmed down a lot, even if something big is encountered, it can support a while."

When Fu Bi saw him, he went to work and said, "Your Majesty, now Liao Kingdom and Xixia are fighting hard. With this money, we can deploy more troops and weapons in the north."

"Not necessary!"

Zhao Shu used to live in a poor life, suddenly became rich, and even became stingy. "It's okay to save it. If there is no use at the end of the year, what about Bao Zheng?"

Bao Zheng was called into the palace, and Zhao Shu asked, "May the third division have a balance this year?"

The balance is an important data to measure a country's financial status, especially at this moment.

"Have."

Bao Zheng's words made Zhao Shu feel relieved, and said to Shen An: "When you made the clan reform, you put a lot of effort. At that time, it seemed extremely dangerous, but you would not retreat. "

At the beginning, the clan's reaction was fierce, and many of the group officials disagreed. Now it seems that their courage and responsibility are far less than Shen An.

This was a successful slow innovation, there was no thunder and thunder, no atmosphere of tension, and some were only gradual.

Shen An rejoiced in his heart, but he knew what was right, "Your Majesty, the king has contributed more than the minister."

At first, Shen An only paid for it, but Zhao Xu led the team to appease the clan.

Zhao Shu's praise was given to Shen An. As for his son, he ignored it.

what does this mean?

Zhao Xu felt aggrieved.

"He?" Zhao Shu looked at his son and smiled, "This is what he should do."

Han Qi opened her mouth ...

Zeng Gongliang's face was taken for granted.

Ouyang Xiu tried his best to widen his eyes, but he couldn't see Zhao Xu's expression clearly.

Fubi smiled at Zhao Xu.

Shen An shook his fist slightly and felt that this was a moment of success.

This is what he should do!

As the eldest son of the emperor, only on the basis of being identified as the future prince by Zhao Shu will he say that this is what he should do.

This great Song future is his, so he should do whatever he wants.

Zhao Xu lowered his head, feeling that there was blood flowing in his chest.

You are in no hurry, sooner or later yours is yours.

He really is not in a hurry for this position, only the future of Da Song.

"Chen knows."

Zhao Shu saw that he was calm and inevitably rejoiced in his heart, "The prince is calm, I rejoice in my heart and come."

Chen Zhongheng came out, "He is here."

Zhao Shu said: "Reward the Prince's five hundred banknotes ..."

Banknotes are not Damien's treasured banknotes. The current banknotes are still reliable. However, there are not many five hundred, and Zhao Xu appears to be extremely weak against the background of the secret fragrance.

But this is a reward, representing the attitude of the official family, Zhao Xu only shares gratitude with joy.

Later, Han Qi stopped Shen An and asked, "What is that ... Wang Anshi's son? It's not ridiculous to play together with Poppy."

Shen An didn't know why Han Qi paid attention to this, "He just saw bad things."

"Oh!" Han Qi suddenly asked: "Why did the old man hear that he was jealous for the wind?"

Lying! Who is rumoring this?

But it is more likely that old Han is cheating.

Shen An said quietly: "If there is nothing, Yuan Ze will fight for women's jealousy for women."

Han Qi looked at him with some inexplicable look in his eyes, "Also, the young boy was arrogant and certainly refused to bow his head,"

Shen An smiled and said: "Yeah, where is he willing to bow his head."

Laohan, you actually want to foole me? Don't ask about it, brother is the ancestor of Huyou!

Shen An's heart was sour and refreshing. After leaving the palace, he bought a bowl of Erchen soup and felt sour and refreshing.

It was late autumn and the weather was a bit cold, but the pedestrians on the Yu Street were endless.

The poorly dressed peasants could be seen in the crowd, but their faces were less sorrowful and smiled.

"Lang Jun, with Jin Fei Dan now, the life of the farmers is also better ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Yao Lian looked at his own Lang Jun with a respectful eye, and felt that the first genius of the Song Dynasty was him. Just pick up Bibi.

Jin Feidan is only one of them, Shenwei Crossbow is the weapon of Song Dynasty.

"Yeah! With Jin Feidan, the people's lives are better. With the surplus money in their hands, they dare to pull some fabrics home, and if there is a doll, they can buy some maltose and go back to coax ..."

This is Cathay Pacific Min'an!

"Lang Jun, you have credit here!"

Yao Lian and Rong Yan held their heads high.

"Ok."

This is probably the biggest compliment.

Along the way, there was a group of people in front of him, Yao Lian said with joy: "Lang Jun, is this a juggling?"

"you go look."

Yao Lian squeezed in, and Shen An found a stall beside him and sat down.

This is a cold noodle stand. The owner knew Shen An and couldn't help but give him a bowl of cold noodles.

The noodles are extremely gluten and there is an appetite when you look at them.

Hot sauce is indispensable, sour soup is the finale.

A spoonful of sour soup is the soul of this bowl of cold noodles. After stirring, every bite of noodles is soaked in the sour soup, plus spicy sauce, this is the ultimate delicacy.

Shen An had eaten many so-called delicacies in his previous life, but in the end he still liked the small noodles and cold skin.

Spicy and sour, this is delicious.

Shen An tasted slowly and comfortably.

Yao Lian is back, "Lang Jun, a businessman is crazy."

"Why?"

Shen An took a sip of soup and filled it with sour and spicy taste, only to feel that it was appropriate everywhere.

"The Liao people threatened to annex the border, and the businessman was terrified, so he brought goods into Beijing, and was robbed on the road ... and went crazy."

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