A box of various priced notes was thrown on the small table, and Yang Zhuoxue looked up, "Official, what is this?"

"money."

Chen An sat down heavily, creaked the chair, and then said comfortably: "If someone else gave it, it's just for flowers."

Yang Zhuoxue took a look and a picture appeared in his mind: several officials stood by the door with a smile, looking at his left and right, then looked up and said, "Attack... This is the little intention of the officials..."

Is my official corrupt?

"Official, is it...a bribery?"

She couldn't help blurting out. Seeing Chen An was stunned, she changed her words: "Official, our family is not short of money..."

Our family is not short of money, so don’t ask for bribes, it’s embarrassing.

Where is this and where!

Chen An couldn't help but smile and said, "Our family has enough money, how could I take bribes with your husband?"

Yang Zhuoxue said embarrassedly: "I don't know."

She said she didn't know, but the picture kept popping up in her mind.

A man knelt in front of Shen An, holding a wooden box and howled, "Save the life of the waiter, the villain is willing to use all his property to atone for his sins..."

My husband...

This seems to be more powerful, right?

According to later calculations, Yang Zhuoxue is still a girl at this moment.

Girls all have some pink dreams, and Yang Zhuoxue’s dreams are these.

Chen An didn't know that his wife was thinking about these strange thoughts. He closed his eyes and said lazily: "It was all given by those foreign merchants. Don't be idle. If you turn around, you can make a deposit by yourself. How can you spend whatever you want..."

“So many?”

It turned out to be sent by a businessman?

Yang Zhuoxue counted himself and said, "Officials, there are thousands of stakes!"

"Official..."

She looked quietly, but Chen An was already asleep.

"Why don't you talk to me?"

Yang Zhuoxue pouted and said, "I just threw several thousand guan to me like this, how can I use it?"

She held her cheek with one hand and thought about how to spend money with Guoguo, so she gradually closed her eyes.

Time slipped away quietly. After mid-month, the city of Bianliang became lively.

The provincial examination is imminent, and many candidates from all over the city of Bianliang have arrived. The shopkeepers of the hotel are overjoyed, and the guys are so busy that they don’t touch the ground.

"These students are still drinking and writing poems when they are about to take the exam, and they are mostly just stumble."

After a guy delivered the dishes, he sat on the steps outside the door and complained.

"I wish you a talented brother. When the prince was on Jiangnan East Road, I was very honored. Today, you have made great achievements. This subject is a high school, which makes me envious!"

"Brother, I wish you a cup!"

"Forget it, I can't bear to drink."

It took a long time to make a fuss inside, and finally everyone came out surrounded by a young man.

The young man turned around and bowed: "Everyone, I'll go back to review first, say goodbye."

Everyone bowed and said, "Let's wait for a few days, and I'll wait for the good news."

The young man smiled slightly and turned around and left.

He walked along the way, but he went to a private house.

After knocking on the door, a man in his thirties appeared behind the door. He was stunned when he saw the young man, and then smiled and said, "It turned out to be Zhu Langjun. How did you know that I have come to the capital?"

The young man bowed and said, "Meet Mr. Cheng, before someone came out, my father took the word "Yanzhong"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Walking thousands of miles, you should have the word "going around the world." Yanzhong this time, but... Oh! He actually forgot to invite you in, come in quickly."

The young man is named Zhu Qing, who comes from Jiangnan East Road and is considered to be somewhat famous in the local area.

After entering, the room looked very clean, but it had just finished cleaning.

"Mr. Cheng, I only learned about your return to Beijing yesterday..."

Zhu Qing looked at Mr. Cheng with admiration, "I asked for it for a long time before I found out that you live here, for this..."

He said with some disgust: "I had drunk wine with those people before."

Mr. Cheng said gently: "When people walk in the world, there are always some choices. Since you come to take the provincial examination, you have decided to face these things directly... Since you have decided to face these things directly, why are you still disgusted and dissatisfied?"

Zhu Qing got up and bowed as soon as he thought about it, "Thank you for your teachings, but I thought it was a bit off before. Since I want to go this path, don't blame the things on this path that I don't like."

Mr. Cheng smiled and said, "That's the reason, but since you are here... I happened to order wine and food, so let's eat together."

Zhu Qing said shyly: "Sir, I am poor, but I am disturbing me."

Later, someone brought food and food, and the two of them ate it in a hurry.

After a meal, two cups of tea and sit in meditation, this is a state of mind.

Zhu Qing put down the teacup and looked up and said, "Sir, I heard that the official family fell ill, but the court still remains the same. I think the official family should have more checks and balances..."

Mr. Cheng said calmly: "I am returning to Beijing to serve as the Censor of Supervision."

Zhu Qingxi said: "You are upright and honest. Does the official know your reputation?"

Mr. Cheng shook his head and said, "I don't know. It's best to walk calmly. You are still young and concentrate on taking the exam..."

Zhu Qing closed his smile and bowed, "Yes, I'm sure to be taught. I have another word. Mr. is a great scholar of the world. What do you think of the current academic style?"

Mr. Cheng said lightly: "The world is full of turmoil, and it is just the word "profit."

"Sir, this is very true."

Zhu Qing said: "If everyone now believes in that person's art of sea of ​​thought, no one studies deeply, and they are all those who are obsessed with profit. Sir, in a few years, there will be no Pure Land in this world."

Mr. Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Bianliang is at the foot of the emperor. There are many people with profound knowledge, so why no one comes forward?"

Zhu Qing smiled bitterly and said, "That man only practiced this technique in the Imperial Academy, and he was a stolen teacher outside, so he could not blame him."

Mr. Cheng nodded and said, "I know. I have come to Beijing to work this time and have many opportunities to meet him from now on. I will advise you..."

Zhu Qing stood up and left, and Mr. Cheng sent him outside the door. At this time, someone shouted, "Is it Cheng Hao?"

Mr. Cheng nodded, and the man said, "Your letter is your brother's."

Mr. Cheng took the letter, then touched the money for the letter to the person, and then smiled and said, "I just came to the capital, and this person must have been chasing him all the way. It's so difficult!"

Zhu Qing bowed and said, "So some goodbye."

Cheng Hao nodded and said, "Go, you have read your article, it's excellent, it's strange if you don't win."

Zhu Qing went to another place.

"I've seen the prince."

As soon as Wang Anshi came home from the yamen, he smiled and said, "Is it okay to eat?"

"I just came from Mr. Cheng."

"Cheng Hao?"

"yes."

Wang Anshi said lightly: "I have seen your articles that year and are very flexible. I will use Zhongyong's affairs to warn you. Can you be lazy now?"

Zhu Qing lowered his head and said, "I dare not, I have been studying hard."

“So very good.”

Wang Anshi has good skills in doing things, but his ability to speak is very bad. After a few words, the two of them were in a mess.

"Prince, I want to ask for advice on the current academic style."

Wang Anshi was stunned and then said, "Do you talk about the method of asking the sea of ​​questions?"

"Yes, I don't know what the prince thinks."

Wang Anshi said: "This technique has become popular all over the world and cannot be controlled."

Nowadays, most scholars in the Song Dynasty are believers in the sea of ​​questions. It is not reliable if you forcefully ban it. The world can make you feel bad inside and outside.

But knowledgeable people are worried about this situation, such as Zhu Qing.

"We have been waiting for ten years to pass, but we are unable to match the five years when they have not been able to understand them. If this continues, no one will inherit the knowledge of our ancestors. Isn't it sad?"

Zhu Qing said it was frustrating, but the facts were even more frustrating.

In the past, when we read, we had to carefully consider every word from our ancestors, and we wished we could find the great way of heaven and earth.

But what about now?
To be continued...