Sima Guang stood in front of the government office of Kaifeng Prefecture, watching the officials coming and going, very busy.

"Junshi."

Wen Yanbo is here.

It was noon at this moment, and most of the officials had time to come out to find some food, but the Kaifeng Prefecture Office was different.

According to the custom, the vendors who came to the government office to squat out of the government office found that the old customers were in and out in a hurry and ignored them at all, and they were a little puzzled.

"What's wrong?"

Sima Guang did not look back.

Wen Yanbo said: "The official said that the capital should set an example and the school should be built the best and most, so he had to work hard here. Han Qi said that if something goes wrong in Kaifeng Prefecture, he will deal with these people with his own hands."

"Han Qi is domineering, no one is afraid of it." Sima Guang turned around and said, "What do you think about this?"

Wen Yanbo sighed.

"Han Qi donated 10,000 yuan, Zeng Gongliang, and Bao Zheng 30,000 yuan... Junshi, no matter the disputes with them on weekdays, we should not be behind at this time. I just came from home and sorted out the money at home and prepared to donate 10,000 yuan."

Sima Guang smiled and said, "Donated 10,000 yuan... I'm afraid my life is going to be sad?"

"It's a little." Wen Yanbo said calmly: "But as long as I think of the children sitting in the newly built school to study, I will be willing to lose everything."

He looked at Sima Guang.

This is exploration.

Explore Sima Guang's attitude.

"I just came out of my house." Sima Guangran said mutely: "But there are not so many in my house, so I will give you three thousand guan."

"Okay!" Wen Yanbo praised, "Your salary is naturally not as good as me. I have saved some money for many years. I have saved up 10,000 guan, and there is at least surplus at home. You have given 3,000 guan. Can you still eat meat tonight?"

Sima Guang likes to eat meat because he only eats two meals a day, and if he doesn't eat too much meat, he can't stand it.

"Pork." Sima Guang smiled, "I didn't like pork before, but later Shen An made a new recipe, which was really delicious. Especially the hooves, they were stewed so hard, and they poked them with chopsticks and dipped them in the sauce, and they couldn't stop eating them as soon as they started."

Any rich family basically chooses meat or mutton, so Sima Guang said that pork is delicious, but that is just a sensation to Wen Yanbo.

"Eat more." Wen Yanbo advised: "Now many people eat extra meals at noon, why do you stick to two meals a day?"

"I'm used to it, it's good to have two meals."

Sima Guang was still hunched.

"Those guys... let them stop making trouble."

Wen Yanbo met Sima Guang here because he had something to explain, "We must take into account the overall situation. At this time, whoever stands up and opposes, I will not allow him!"

Sima Guang nodded, "Okay."

Zhao Shu felt a little heartbroken.

"Six hundred thousand coins..."

He glanced at Gao Taotao who was eating beside him, feeling guilty, "It's a little more, but I'll see another sum of money coming in afterwards."

Gao Taotao smiled and said, "No problem, there is no shortage of food and drink in the palace."

This seems to be understandable, but it is filled with complaints.

Of course, there is no shortage of food and drink in the palace, otherwise the emperor Zhao Shu would have been in vain.

"Han Jiang did not complain on the Sansi side, saying that he would give as much as he could, which shows that this matter was expected to be achieved."

Zhao Shu was very satisfied, and Gao Taotao asked: "Where are those people? Will those who oppose the new policy make a fuss?"

"have no idea."

According to the nature of many opposition parties, they would object to anything that the New Deal group had done, which was in line with their usual style and opposed it in order to oppose it.

But this time they were silent.

There were only two people in Bianliang who were drunk and scolded, saying that the new school was to win people's hearts and was dragged away by their companions. The next day, Sima Guang personally impeached, and the two men immediately embarked on the road to remote areas.

Wen Yanbo was the Privy Councilor and Sima Guang was the Censorate, and they donated money.

How about others?

Zhao Shu didn't care, because he had been ascending the throne for a long time, and he deeply understood one truth, that is, if others don't stop you, it's your luck, hurry up and do things.

After Wen Yanbo and Sima Guang, a third official from the old party appeared.

He stood outside the door of Sansi with more than ten pieces of paper money and said, "I just hope more people can read."

There are one to two, and gradually, old party officials donated one after another.

"We just hope that this Song Dynasty will have less ignorance and more reading sounds."

An old party official said proudly: "We have never been willing to let the people down, so we will give all of my own things!"

Yes, after Zhao Shu issued the call, countless people were giving it all.

Wen Yanbo and Sima Guang stood up at this moment.

"The more scholars, the stronger the Song Dynasty will be. I never doubt this. Therefore, for the sake of the prosperity of the Song Dynasty, I and you, the Song Dynasty needs everyone to stand up."

The money was constantly gathering, and the three officials made Han Jiang go from joy to silence.

He went into the palace to invite Zhao Shu.

"The officials, those people... who used to be incompatible with their ministers now also appeared in the Sansi. They donated funds and helped the school without hesitation. There were more people donated their books in their homes. Now Sima Jianyuan is cleaning up there. If there is a rare opportunity, they will find someone to copy..."

The Song Dynasty has never been so united.

Countless money is gathered and then distributed.

Even the craftsmen who built schools took the initiative to reduce their rewards.

This is the Song Dynasty!

Shen An stood in the night wind, feeling the passion of this era.

He really wanted to put aside those things and get drunk. As for tomorrow, what the hell is!

"Anbei!"

Su Shi is here, "Go to drink!"

Wang Rong is here too.

"good!"

The three of them left Yulin Lane and found a restaurant to drink.

The restaurant was brightly lit, there were female sings and music constantly coming.

The wine glass is filled with fine wine, and we raise our glasses with friends to drink...

This is life.

Shen An was drunk and stood by the window and looked at the prosperity outside, feeling relaxed and happy.

"There are many selfish people in this Song Dynasty, but at this time, even the selfish people will open their money and donate generously. Why is this?"

Su Shi was drunk too much and was stopped by Wang Rong just as he was about to write lyrics.

He was very happy and said, "This has nothing to do with selfishness! Anbei, you are out of your mind."

“Why?”

Shen An asked back.

Su Shi poured Wang Yun a glass of wine and laughed: "This is for granted, there is nothing to do."

"Absolutely?"

"Yes, it's natural." Wang Rong's face became pale the more he drank. He pushed away the wine glass handed over by Su Shi and said, "There are some people who are not very sensible. When you play movable type, they think this is giving the poor people the opportunity to study. They look down on those poor people who can't even afford to wear shoes.

Another group of people looked down on movable type. The two people gathered together, so they called and killed movable type... But the only one who was really shameless was the one who was ahead. They were jealous of the virtuous and capable, and wished that the only one in the world had read the books.

They felt guilty and knew that their abilities were not enough to ensure a good life at the moment, so they wanted to desperately suppress those who were latecomers. Such people would not donate money, and would even curse those who donated money behind their backs... But..."

Wang Rong was finally given another cup, then blinked and said, "But these people are the few!"

"Yes! These people are a minority after all."

Chen An only felt cheerful in his heart, "I shouldn't be angry about that small group of people, I should be happy."

Su Shi's eyes lit up, "Yes, it's time to be happy. People come, ask people to come, sing, dance, and have to be plump..."

Wang Rong nodded, "Brother Anbei likes plump figures, this is a quirk."

Chen An blinked his eyes, "Zizhan, aren't you afraid that your waist can't stand it?"

Su Shi said big and big, "Aren't you and Yuanze?"

Chen An shook his head, "I have a cleanliness obsession!"

No matter what Su Shi said, Chen An would still leave first.

Walking in the city of Bianliang at night, I saw countless lights and crowds of people in my eyes, and my ears were filled with noise...
To be continued...