"Do you know what you did?"

Before parting, Bao Zheng asked meaningfully.

Chen An said, "Yan Jun."

Bao Zheng nodded and said, "Fan Wen was trying to cultivate martial arts back then, but all the ministers opposed it. He was a strong order, but he could not shake so many people. But you just used the matter of Zhongmu to change the law of the ancestors..."

He wanted to speak but stopped, and finally sighed: "This matter has been a good start. If it can be a follow-up example, you will have a great achievement."

yes!

Only then did Chen An realize that he had accomplished a feat.

The law of an ancestor is shaking in his own hands.

After returning home, Guoguo happily greeted her, and then muttered that her brother had been out for a long time.

Chen An picked her up and smiled and said, "My Guoguo is fat again!"

Guoguo hugged his neck and said, "Brother has been there for a long time. If he doesn't come back, he won't be able to hold me."

"oh!"

When Chen An saw his sister talking seriously, he couldn't help laughing when he looked at her cute.

"Mr., is the matter in Zhongmu proper?"

Chen An went to Zhongmu and made Zhuang honest for a long time. Seeing his relaxed expression at this moment, he probably wouldn't have a bad result.

Chen An said lightly: "It's not bad, at home..."

Yao Lian endured it for a long time, but now he couldn't bear it anymore, so he said, "The Langjun has now become a storyteller in the Imperial College."

"What? Imperial College?"

Sure enough, when the Imperial College was mentioned, Zhuang’s honesty changed.

He trembled and said, "This is... this is an official who can be a great scholar!"

Chen An said lightly: "Storytellers are nothing."

He was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that he was now considered to be a member of the Imperial College.

No one can understand this exclamation... Alas!

Life is lonely!

"Brother has been promoted!"

...

In the Prince's Mansion, Zhao Yunrang felt that he was afraid he had some tinnitus.

He sat upright on the couch, then cleaned his ears and asked, "You said... all the victims in Zhongmu were placed on the spot?"

The servant said, "Yes, all of them were placed in place, and the officials also paid and fed for them to rebuild. Now it is said that it is full of joy, and it is said that the officials are kind."

Zhao Yunrang took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Zongshi, "It turned out to be?"

Zhao Zongshi's face was a little pale, with deep eyes, and said, "Dad, the victims of Zhongmu were originally wanted to be organized into the wing army, which shows that the officials accepted advice like a stream..."

Zhao Yunrang praised: "That young man is good, he can actually change his mind by the officials and the prime minister."

At this time, someone reported outside: "The prince, Guo Qian, the chief priest of the Imperial College, asked for a meeting."

"What is he here to do? Forget it, please come in."

Zhao Yunrang felt that he and Guo Qian were just a meeting and greeting each other. The two families had no relationship, so they suddenly came to visit...

"Is it because he came to ask for help?"

Zhao Zongshi stood up and helped Zhao Yung stay and said, "Dad, this person has never dated our family. I am afraid that he is really here to ask for help. If he doesn't do it well, he will ask for an official position."

Zhao Yunrang nodded, "I don't care about him."

He was a little arrogant like an old naughty boy, and went all the way ahead, and Zhao Zongshi followed him to accompany him.

Guo Qian is not young anymore, with gray hair and a goatee looking at him.

"I've seen the prince."

After the two sides met, Guo Qian exchanged a few greetings, and then said a little embarrassedly: "Do you dare to ask the prince, are you familiar with the Guanzhao?"

Zhao Yunrang nodded and said, "It's true."

He felt that the taste was wrong, so his face gradually became cold.

Guo Qian glanced at Zhao Zongshi next to him and sighed for a while.

Zhao Zongshi, however, did not have this wink and then left.

Guo Qian then bowed and asked, "The prince, the emperor heard that the servant was going to come to the Imperial College as a storyteller... the official... wanted to ask the prince for something..."

Zhao Yunrang was a little confused and said casually: "You said."

The storyteller of the Imperial College?

That kid actually got this position?

"... The official begged the prince to tell Chen Kaihuang that his son-in-law was too young and could not stand the trouble. If he had nothing to do... then rest at home..."

Guo Qian's words made Zhao Yunrang a little puzzled, and asked, "Why?"

Guo Qian smiled bitterly and said, "Song Xiang of the Privy Council said that if Chen An went back, he would give him the position of Privy Councilor."

Is this what people hate?

Zhao Yunrang couldn't help but laugh and said, "Chen An understands the rules, and the Imperial College is just a place for teaching, but you are too worried."

"Understanding the rules?"

Guo Qian's goatee raised, his voice suddenly lifted, and he said with a roar: "Prince, the Xiang army is probably gone!"

What?

Zhao Yunrang couldn't help but change his color.

Guo Qian said with pain: "Then Chen An went to Zhongmu. When he came back, the officials and the prime ministers agreed to provide relief to the disaster in the future when they encountered famines and first thought about resettlement in place. The princes and the soldiers in the future will be fewer."

But Zhao Yunrang would not listen to his gossip, and the army in the Song Dynasty was not short, but more.

After Guo Qian left disappointed, Zhao Zongshi came in and saw a dazed Zhao Yunrang.

"Dad, is there something wrong?"

Zhao Yunrang nodded and said, "The victims are organized into the wing army. Is this the law of the ancestors?"

Zhao Zongshi nodded. As a spare tire, he was not unfamiliar with these.

Zhao Yunrang looked at the son and said in disbelief: "That kid actually subverted the law of his ancestors..."

The news spread quickly.

In the future, disaster victims will give priority to resettlement in place!

The officials of the Third Division almost went crazy, and Wang Anshi was also going crazy.

"This is good news! Great news!"

Wang Anshi, who has always been steady, was also happy and forgot about it. "How much does it cost to raise a military every year? It's finally good now, at least not more in the future."

The three departments are in charge of finance. Every year, in order to support the huge army, I don’t know how many people they have worried about.

After he was happy, he asked, "Which husband is the one who turns the tide?"

In his opinion, the only one who can accomplish this is the prime minister. Han Qi cannot do it. Zeng Gongliang does not have this courage, and only Fu Bi who is more mature can do it.

The officials next to him couldn't help laughing, thinking that this person was so happy that he even used words such as turning the tide.

But they didn't know that Wang Anshi was examining the Song Dynasty and exploring the problems of the Song Dynasty, among which the problems of the redundant soldiers gave him the most headache.

Now that the disaster victims have been abolished, the redundant soldiers will be much better in the future, which is a great progress.

The clerk who came to report the message said with a strange expression: "It's...Chen'an."

In an instant, Sansi changed from joy to quiet.

Chen An came to the Qu Case last time and directly scared Yang Daoxiang. Yang Daoxiang walked out with the two words "Take a Death" on his forehead. Everyone seemed to be still vivid in the picture.

Now Yang Daoxiang has already embarked on the road to exile, and he probably will never come back in this life.

Although everyone in the Three Sessions knew that Yang Daoxiang deserved his sins, Chen An actually opened his door and went straight in, where did you place the dignity of the Three Sessions?

So everyone was inevitably confused.

But I didn't expect that Chen An, who made everyone wonder, would accomplish something that made everyone happy and inspire.

Wang Anshi was the first to wake up, and he asked: "How did he convince the officials and the prime minister?"

yes!

That kid was ruthless and heard that he was not very cunning and couldn't bear it. How did he do this?

If the eyes can pierce the human body, then the little official who came to report the news is already full of holes.
To be continued...