"This is the memorial of the lower official..."

“What have you written?”

"The officials should join the counselors..."

"Take it!"

...

In the Political Affairs Hall, many bigwigs in Beijing were called, and several prime ministers taught them.

"The lunar eclipse happens every now and then. If you force the official family every time you come, would this emperor ask you to do it?"

The prime ministers studied it last night and finally thought that Han Qi was the most vicious, so it would be better for him to speak.

Zhao Yunrang and Zhao Yunliang sat together, and the two were whispering.

"Han Qi is so proud, can you suppress his majesty?"

Zhao Yunliang's skin turned pale and he whispered to instigate him.

Zhao Yunrang sneered: "Why are you so sarcastic? They said you are in love with hunger strike now?"

Zhao Yunliang said disdainfully: "That is called fasting. Frequent fasting makes me as light as a swallow, my skin is better, my feet are lighter, I feel fluttering, and my armpits are breeze... Forget it, you are naturally not a rough person like you."

Since last time he bet with Zhao Yunrang for three days, Zhao Yunliang has fallen in love with fasting. He comes one day every few days, and even advocates the benefits of fasting in his mansion.

"The vegetable sellers don't go to your house, so you can fast slowly. Sooner or later, the whole family will become immortals."

Zhao Yunrang sneered, and Han Qi over there was also making the final threat.

"…The lunar eclipses recorded in history books are as numerous as cows' hair. I don't know how many of the king's sins were issued. Is it useful?"

He glanced at these powerful people and said viciously: "No! So this matter has ended here. If anyone insists on continuing to make trouble with the official family... Then I and the prime minister will think that he has ulterior motives! The plot... is ill-behaving!"

The powerful people below buzzed for a long time, and some people said, "But that's the law of the ancestors..."

"Yes! Can the ancestors' methods be easily moved? This is..."

"That's a big deal!"

Han Qi completely lifted the mask of the scholar and said ferociously: "Who doesn't know that the Xiang army is just a good meal? Ah! And you can still mobilize people from the Xiang army to do things. This army is not the official, but it has become yours, so are you reluctant to leave?"

Damn it!

A group of powerful people will be scolded by him and are furious, but after hearing the words behind, they can only be silent.

But Han Qi was unreasonable and continued to squirt: "Who doesn't know these things? Who doesn't know!"

He did not say anything about the ancestors' methods, because they would trigger large-scale attacks and spread their influence.

He only talked about the fact that the victims were placed on the spot, so the powerful and powerful were silent.

The soldiers of the Song Dynasty were often like slaves. Local gentry could call them to work for themselves, and the officers who led the army regarded them as money trees and frequently sent them to work and earn money.

This is a hidden rule that everyone knows. No one has exposed it before, so we are in peace.

But today Han Qi told him about this...

He was also stunned.

Slipping mouth!

I don’t want to say anything!

The powerful and powerful were a little uneasy, and some people stood up and said, "I'll know about this, please rest assured by the officials."

"Yes! I promise not to cause trouble to the official family."

"Let's go! When you go back, the official instructs the people below to not make trouble anymore. Anyone who makes trouble will kick them out."

“…”

The powerful and powerful agreed to this matter and left in a hurry, and then rumors began to appear outside.

...

Wang Anshi was not among the notice this time, which means that his position is not high enough.

"If you are not studying at home, what should you do in Sansi?"

Wang Anshi was also very busy. He was eagerly searching for the financial path of the Song Dynasty in his position as the judge of the Sansi.

In his hand was an account book. Before he could hear Wang Yun speak, he looked up and said, "What are you waiting for?"

Wang Rong said cautiously: "Dad, the child can't learn anything at home..."

Wang Anshi casually said, "Then find you a good teacher for your father then?"

He knew several great scholars in the capital, and his own knowledge was not low.

He was thinking about which great scholar had time at home, and Wang Yun whispered: "Dad, why don't you go to the Imperial College..."

Wang Anshi slowly raised his head and looked at his eldest son with a scrutiny. "Where is the imperial examination?"

"You must pass the imperial examination before you can become an official, do you know?"

This is a painful thing, but it cannot be avoided.

Wang Rong said, "The boy knows."

Wang Anshi sighed: "You know not enough. You should do more articles and read more scriptures."

These are the meanings of posting scriptures, articles, poems, and imperial examinations. They look boring, but they are convincing.

Wang Rong muttered: "No matter how much you see, it will be useless to the country..."

"What did you say?"

Wang Anshi was slightly angry, "What does it mean to be useless to the country?"

Wang Rong raised his head and said: "Dad, since I was taught by the child, I have learned poetry and articles, as well as Confucian classics, but after learning over the years, I have become more and more confused..."

Wang Anshi covered his forehead and had a headache.

Wang Rong's momentum became higher and higher: "Dad, the poems and articles that the child learned and the Confucian classics, would it be helpful if he was an official?"

He stared at his father with bright eyes, without any sign of giving in.

In his world, the world is great and the truth is the greatest.

Wang Anshi frowned and said, "This is how I learned for my father."

Wang Anshi has a lot of abilities, otherwise he would not have been valued by the prime ministers and emperors.

Wang Rong shook his head and said, "Dad, but your abilities have been learned after becoming an official, and it has nothing to do with the books you read. My child has seen through it for a long time. It's okay to do these poems and articles with friends in his spare time when drinking and having fun, just treat them as a pastime. You can think of it as an official and a way to govern the country from it... Dad, that's a matter of seeking fish from the tree!"

Wang Anshi was sighing, he was also thinking about these things and the impact of the existing imperial examination system on scholars.

He felt a little confused.

"Dad, my child only goes to Brother Anbei's miscellaneous studies, and if Brother Anbei is not available, my child will teach students on his behalf... It's also miscellaneous studies."

Wang Rong made a guarantee.

Wang Anshi lowered his head slightly, "You are a selfless person, but after getting along with Shen An, you changed your appearance. I remember that you used to be quite disdainful of miscellaneous studies..."

Wang Rong's face was a little red, "Dad, those miscellaneous studies... are not worth learning as a child. Brother An Bei's is different."

"Why is he different?"

Wang Anshi felt a little tired.

He had no objection to the method of selecting scholars in the imperial examination, but he was a little dissatisfied with the content of the exam, but he didn't expect that his son was more radical than himself.

This is completely a complete negation.

"Brother Anbei's all about practical learning. Dad, the Song Dynasty still needs practical learning to save it. Those poems and articles can only be about literary and martial arts..."

Wang Anshi was instantly angry, "You child... you have been tolerating you for many years for your father, but now you have actually condoned a disaster!"

He was dissatisfied with the content of the imperial examination, but he could not tolerate the act of trampling poetry and articles into the soil, and finally got angry very rarely.

He put down the book and slowly stood up, with a bad look on his face.

Every father has a plot of beating his son in his heart.

From crying loudly in the cradle, the whole family is in vain, to the childhood era when people hate dogs, to the unobedient rebellious era...

Every father has raised his hands countless times, some have fought, and some have not been willing to take action.

Wang Anshi is a typical example of not willing to take action, but today he feels too much to bear it.

This was the most fiercer time he had treated Wang Rong in many years, but Wang Rong said happily: "Dad, you will know when you have time to go to the Imperial College for a look. My child never lies!"

Wang Anshi looked at his son and suddenly felt a little tired. He shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, you go."

Practical learning is very important, but everything cannot be practical. Confucianism is profound and profound, so you should study it hard...

...

Wang Rong almost got beaten by his father, but Chen An just wants to beat him up now.

More than ten men were squirting in the gate of the Imperial College.
To be continued...