There are two most popular things in Bianliang City these days. The first is that the reading notes of Bao Zheng, the prime minister of the dynasty, were printed out by Chen An and sold at a bleeding price of three cents per volume. For a time, Bianliang paper was expensive.

The second thing is the story of Bao Gong’s case-breaking and the emergence of the storyteller.

The emergence of Bao Gong’s case-breaking has made Storyteller an emerging profession and is very popular.

“…The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of Morality, Fame and fame, Shang and Zhou dynasties…”

Chen Zhongheng was reciting up and down.

“…It’s said that there are dragons and tigers fighting.”

Zhao Shu and Gao Taotao were drinking tea. When they heard this song of Xijiangyue, they couldn't help but fall into that artistic conception.

"good!"

Gao Taotao couldn't help but praise: "I always thought that Chen An was too young in the past, and I was afraid that he would not be steady enough. Listen to this, but if you have enough experience, how could you write it? Several lines of history, countless deserted hills in Beim, and officials, he is from the Mang Mountain lineage, and this is what he is talking about!"

Zhao Shu nodded, "There are all graves on Mount Mang, including emperors, generals, peddlers and pawns, all over the place, and the emperor was suppressed, and there were no descendants to pay tribute to him. It became a deserted hill, and I felt deeply moved!"

Chen Zhongheng also thought of this problem. He fantasized about the scene of his good friend walking in the middle of the ancient tomb when he was young, and he couldn't help but feel very talented.

Gao Taotao pursed his lips and smiled, "I don't care about anything, I just care about being with you in the future, regardless of life or death."

This is the most touching love words, and Zhao Shu’s eyes looked at his wife with more gentleness.

In most cases, the emperor and the empress were mostly the emperor first, followed by the empress. According to the rules, after the emperor was buried, there would be a hole in the tomb. After the empress was also raised, it would be sent in for a joint burial. Finally, the empress was closed, and the empress fell into a long darkness from then on...

Zhao Shu and Gao Taotao are childhood sweethearts, and they can be said to be a one-on-one end.

At this moment, the two of them remembered the friendship over the years, the atmosphere...

"saint……"

Just when the emperor and the empress were in love, Feiyan defeated the beauty between them with a happy attitude.

Zhao Shu looked at Feiyan who was rushing in and couldn't help but feel that the thought that had just come up was boring.

Why!

It's really boring for the emperor to do this!

"Sage, that book is here."

Feiyan didn't notice the boredom in Zhao Shu's eyes, and rushed in with a book.

"Oh! Come and take it for me." Gao Taotao got up and took the book, let go and read it, "The official family is Bao Gong's case!"

Zhao Shu's enthusiasm was gone and he said angrily: "Bao Zheng is not an official who judges the case, this is a fabrication!"

Gao Taotao angrily glanced at him, "Bao Zheng cannot decide the case, but he can point out the officials who decide the case!"

Well, women always have ways to fill holes in what they like.

"Look, Bao Zheng is so smart at home. The official family, no wonder the late emperor could tolerate him spitting out!"

Gao Taotao looked at Bao Gong’s handwritten copy with joy, and Zhao Shu muttered: “It’s all things that Chen An fooled.”

"Officials, please see, this is the case that Bao Zheng tried when he was in charge of Duanzhou!"

Zhao Shu was covered in black lines, "The magistrate will not investigate the case, otherwise what will the magistrate do?"

Gao Taotao gave him a blank look, "But Bao Zheng can also guide and judge the case!"

"I can't reason with you!"

Zhao Shu left in awe.

After he went out for a walk, he suddenly felt that he was a little stingy and it was very funny.

But it is impossible to apologize, so he went all the way to the Political Affairs Hall.

It is not a big deal for officials to come to the Political Affairs Hall. The officials they met along the way did not dare to report the news, because they were afraid that Zhao Shu would come to investigate the situation.

"Xi Ren, how could you actually decide the case?"

Han Qi's voice seemed particularly happy, probably because of the feeling of having fun.

"Why can't I decide the case?" Bao Zheng's voice was also filled with joy.

Chen An of this family took action twice for him, making Ouyang Xiu dizzy. It is said that he would not be able to get sick when he got home, and he said that he would have to recuperate for at least ten days.

"Then tell me, what case did you cut off when you were in charge of Kaifeng Prefecture?"

Zhao Shu shook his head when he heard this, thinking that Han Qi was not good at this and was often aggressive.

"I also cut off the case when I was in Kaifeng Prefecture, that time..."

Bao Zheng said it all the time, but after all, it was just an indirect case.

Everyone has their own responsibilities. Shangguan cannot easily invade the responsibilities of subordinates, otherwise it will cause a series of trouble.

"Although they are all fabricated, Xiren and An An can actually write such attractive things. Can you let him be my husband...you know."

Han Qi also wanted Chen An to make a similar book for him.

This is just like the autobiography of later generations. At first, it was just a celebrity. Later, when everyone saw it, hey, this autobiography is not only rich, but also famous for its generation. So what are you waiting for?

But countless autobiography will eventually be lost and become waste paper. Only a very few people who have lived a wonderful life and have written a wonderful autobiography can be remembered forever.

Han Qi is like this, and he feels that he should have made this one too.

"Han Xiang, you... have cut off the case?"

"Break." Han Qi was really not boasting, and then gave an example to illustrate that he was even more famous than Bao Zheng.

Bao Zheng shook his head, "This matter... Chen An made this Bao Gong's case and I don't know. You know his business. He is not willing to do it, even if the government forces him to force him."

Han Qi thought about it, and he said angrily: "I can do it myself."

Zhao Shu outside the door quietly left.

He was waiting to see the joke.

How could this thing be so easy to write? If everyone could write it, Chen An made a group of destitute literati write it, why did it never come true?

Bao Gong's case decisively became the favorite story that the people of Bianliang like to listen and read after dinner. Many down-and-out literati went to find the manuscripts, rehearsed them at home, and then volunteered to go to the restaurant and shop to tell stories.

But speaking of books not only makes me able to recite, but also has to adapt to being noticed.

"…speak…speak…the Three Emperors of Morality…three Emperors…three Emperors and Five Emperors, Fate and Fame…Famous and Fame…Famous and Fame…

In the wine shop, a literati was telling a book in front of him. At first, he looked confident, but when he opened his mouth, he immediately stuttered and his face turned red.

A group of diners stared at each other and waited to listen to his Bao Gong’s case. Unexpectedly, a few words popped up after a while, and they still stuttered.

"roll!"

Some people get angry and scold them.

"If I don't get out, I will kill you!"

Various places in the Song Dynasty were also divided into levels, such as small wine shops, which were where the people gathered.

Chen An and Han Jiang were whispering in the corner. Han Jiang glanced at the literati and smiled and said, "You did the work of a storyteller and then got Bao Gong's story to make the case crazy, which caused countless people in Bianliang to be crazy."

"Just-like tricks." Chen An seemed very reserved.

"You, you!" Han Jiang said: "It's something that I'm looking for you today, and it's hard to say about Sansili..."

Then go to the restaurant and talk!

Chen An couldn't help asking, "Secret Han, is it because his family is in trouble?"

Han Jiang shook his head, "My life is not bad."

"Then why not go to the restaurant?" Chen An did not hate the restaurant. On the contrary, compared with the quiet restaurant, he prefers the lively restaurant.

Han Qi said for granted: "Since I became the Sansi Envoy and learned about the finances of the Song Dynasty, I have become frugal."

"You're stingy." Chen An unceremoniously revealed his true face.

Han Jiang smiled and said, "Whatever you think, it's better if you treat this meal."

"It's easy to say." Chen An didn't need the money.

"You are not short of money, but I have had a headache recently."

"Tell me." Chen An raised the wine cup and invited him to drink.

Han Jiang said that the headache must be the problem of Sansi, and it is probably because of lack of money.

"Last time someone asked about the preparations for the Northern Expedition, I said I was not short of money and could be used for millions of coins, but it was encouraged after all."

Han Jiang said as he raised the wine cup, drank it all, looking at her sad face.

Chen An looked at him and said in disbelief: "You are the Sansi Envoy!"

"Yes!" Han Jiang poured wine and looked up and fucked.

"If you know what you said, do you believe it or not, those old party members will rise up and attack them, saying that the new party is crazy and eats the food of the capital! By the way, you will also say that the officials and families are not good at employed people."

Chen An thought it was a convention for the prime minister to be shameless, but Han Jiang obviously had communication with Zhao Shu, so he fooled all officials first.

"What if you really want to have no money in the Northern Expedition?" The Northern Expedition... In a word, don't think about the Northern Expedition without money. "From the mobilization of the army, to the food and grass, to rewards... Han Xiang, if the Northern Expedition goes smoothly, it will definitely go smoothly. If the Northern Expedition goes smoothly, those soldiers who have made meritorious people need rewards, these are all money and food. If you can't raise it for the three departments, you are not afraid of being cooked back?"
To be continued...