When Fan Chunren dragged his tired body and almost despairing mentality to Wen Yanbo's mansion.
Wen Yanbo was meditating in the back house.
This is his secret to staying healthy and even keeping his eyes and ears sharp over the years.
"Grand Master..." Fan Chunren bowed his hands.
Wen Yanbo opened his eyes, finished his meditation, looked at Fan Chunren, smiled and said: "Yaofu is here..."
Fan Chunren came to Wen Yanbo dejectedly, bowed and saluted again, and said: "This junior comes from Sima Gong's office..."
"I see!" Wen Yanbo nodded and asked, "How is it? Are you angry with Sima Twelve?"
Fan Chunren exhaled helplessly.
Wen Yanbo laughed: "Sima Twelve is such a person!"
"In all these years, except Mr. Fu Han, I have never seen anyone who can convince him!"
"Not even Shao Yaofu!"
"Not to mention you?!"
Wen Yanbo has long been used to it.
Sima Twelve had a bad temper and was neither willing to adapt nor to be aggrieved.
Since Yuanfeng, Emperor Daxing has repeatedly sent envoys to invite him to come out of the mountain, and they have all said good things.
But Sima Twelve just refused to obey!
He even bargained with Emperor Daxing - begging for new laws!
To be honest, he, Sima Twelve, was born in the Song Dynasty.
No matter Han or Tang, or any dynasty, ten of his heads would not be enough to lose him.
"Tell me about it..." Wen Yanbo asked curiously: "Sima Twelve, why are you so angry?"
Fan Chunren sighed and told the story exactly.
After hearing this, Wen Yanbo also sighed.
"Stubborn! Stubborn!"
"I told Fu Yanguo back then..."
"Sima Twelve and Wang Jiefu are the same kind of people!"
"Fu Yanguo still doesn't believe it!"
Speaking of Wang Jiefu, Wen Yanbo sighed again.
In fact, he also admired Wang Jiefu very much back then.
He often made Wang Jiefu famous and built momentum. Who knew that Wang Jiefu would become like that when he arrived in the capital?
Don’t listen to anyone’s advice!
I broke up with all my old friends!
Wen Yanbo knows why?
That’s for the Tao!
The way of Confucianism!
So, even if you die a hundred times, you will never regret it!
Sima Guang is like this now.
He also has his way, the way of never regretting it!
To be honest, Wen Yanbo was actually shaken in his heart as to whether he should go to the capital hall to support Sima Guang.
However, Wen Yanbo knew, what was the use of his support?
Apart from giving away people's lives for nothing, annoying the two palaces, and offending the emperor, it has no effect!
Maybe, he might even be framed by someone: the elders form a party!
Don't look at it. Nowadays, the names of the new party and the old party are very popular.
However, no one dares to form a clique blatantly!
The two palaces are also very vigilant about this!
A few days ago, we changed the three provinces and two governments to play in two groups.
In addition to discussing matters in the capital hall, the ministers in charge of the government.
In private, no one dared to have any contact with her.
The censors at the Censorship Station are keeping an eye on everyone all the time.
Fan Chunren is not of high enough level to be able to visit everywhere.
If he reaches the waiting level, he will no longer be able to come to his mansion at will.
Fan Chunren asked: "Grand Master, what should we do now?"
"Wait!" Wen Yanbo said, "When Uncle Lu Hui comes to Beijing, we may be able to find a solution!"
Fan Chunren listened and could only hope that Mr. Lu, a veteran whose qualifications and popularity were no less than those of Sima Guang, would come to Beijing.
"But..." Wen Yanbo and Fan Chunren showed hope again, and couldn't help but pour a plate of cold water on him: "Even Uncle Lu Hui may not be able to persuade Sima Twelve!"
…
The Grand Canal rolls forward, and the sunset reflects on the river.
The singing of the fishermen on the fishing boat can be heard in the distance.
Mr. Lu stood on the deck, watching the houses on both sides of the bank gradually disappear behind him.
His eldest son, Lu Xizhe, came to him and said, "Sir, we will arrive in Huaiyin tonight..."
Lu Gongzhu nodded and said: "After Huaiyin, we have to transfer the boat and go straight from Tongluo River to Bianjing!"
"When I was in Runzhou (Zhenjiang) a few days ago, I received a letter from Wen Kuanfu..."
"What does the Grand Master's letter say?" Lu Xizhe couldn't help but become curious.
"Sima Twelve is stubborn again!" Lu Gong wrote: "Wen Kuanfu asked me to go to Beijing quickly to persuade that stubborn cow!"
Lu Xizhe suddenly fell silent.
"What did Wang Jiefu say to you?" Lu Gongzhu suddenly asked.
Lu Xizhe's eyes widened: "How do you know, sir?"
"When I was in Runzhou, I knew from the sneaky look on your face that Wang Jiefu had written to you!"
Lu Xizhe lowered his head and said: "Mr. Jiefu just asked the child to come to the capital and meet the young master. Remember to write a letter and tell him about the young master... and see if it is like the legend..."
Mr. Lu laughed when he heard this: "This Wang Jiefu has been practicing Zen in Jiangning for so long, but he still hasn't broken through it?"
"When I retire, I'll go to Banshan Garden and ask him what kind of Zen he has been practicing all these years?!"
Lu Xizhe lowered his head: "Mr. Jiefu will definitely welcome you!"
Mr. Lu looked at his eldest son.
He had long known that the eldest son beside him was an admirer of that guy Wang Anshi!
Right from the beginning!
Wang Jiefu's words are even more useful than his father!
At that time, Wang Jiefu advised him not to insist on taking the imperial examination, but to pursue knowledge.
He really gave up on the imperial examination!
Over the years, Lu Xizhe wrote to Wang Anshi frequently.
He might even have secretly gone to Jiangning Mansion and paid a visit to Wang Jiefu without telling him.
Lu Gongzhu pretended not to know and didn't point it out.
Of course, Lu Xizhe also secretly exchanged letters with Wang Anshi, although he was hiding it from him.
But after all, he didn't dare to follow Lu Jia's example and ask that bastard, tell everything about his family to Wang Jiefu.
It's just asking for advice, and it's just asking the other person to comment on the poems.
Otherwise, even if Lu Xizhe had ten legs, they would be discounted by Mr. Lu!
…
Jiangning, Banshan Garden, Baoning Zen Temple.
Wang Anshi, who is sixty-four years old, holds the letter in his hand and looks towards Bianjing from a distance.
The letter was written by his son-in-law Cai Bian.
The content of the letter is closely related to the young master who has just ascended the throne!
"Can the military service be explained in this way?" Wang Anshi laughed. If during the Xining period, someone told him that the emperor in Bianjing was randomly changing his military service and gave the credit for the military service to that old man Wen Kuanfu.
He had already jumped up.
But now he just smiled.
There are many letters from Bianjing these days.
There are letters from Cai Bian, as well as from General Xu, Lu Dian, Wang Zhen and others.
Everyone wrote in the letter, happily describing and telling him the various deeds of the young master who had just ascended the throne.
At first, Wang Anshi didn't believe it.
But more and more people wrote letters, and more and more details came out.
He couldn't help but not believe it!
And these letters finally painted a picture that moved him in front of Wang Anshi.
Resurrect Shen Kuo and promote a bureau dedicated to manufacturing weapons!
It was awarded to a foreign relative as a beautiful official from Xihe Road in Zhenzhen.
The Luozi service method brought Han Qi, Fu Bi, Wen Yanbo, Han Jiang and even Han Wei into the overall situation of the service method, allowing them to share the credit of the service method.
At the same time, they abolished the market reform law and bought the embankment department...
Abolish the Jingdong Horse Protection Law and allow the people to do as they please...
People in Bianjing will only sing praises for these, and will only marvel at the young master's pure filial piety and benevolence. Although the young master is young, he still follows his father's ways, practices filial piety, and carries out the emperor's instructions to the letter. Don’t forget! Rare throughout the ages! Rare throughout the ages!
But Wang Anshi, who was in Jiangning, followed these clues and saw a scene that moved him in a trance: the young official on the throne of Bianjing, holding a knife, cutting meat to feed the eagle, while standing firmly on those key points In this place, with my young body, I blocked the way from the covetousness and prying eyes of the government and the public!
This is a decision that can only be made with great compassion, great perseverance, and great courage.
He seemed to know what should be discarded and what should be protected.
And he did not hesitate to throw away those things that should be given up.
Although it is under the banner of 'Father taught me...' and 'Father entrusted...'.
But these can be hidden from others.
But he couldn't hide it from Wang Anshi!
Because, from the first year of Xining until the second dismissal of the prime minister.
Wang Anshi spent time with the Daxing Emperor day and night, and he really knew the character and temperament of the Daxing Emperor very well.
Emperor Daxing might be able to think of such a method.
But I definitely don’t have the courage!
Absolutely, absolutely, not so decisive!
Even though he, Wang Anshi, had not entered Bianjing for eight years, Wang Anshi was still certain that the Daxing Emperor did not have such a decisive ability.
Because His Majesty is too greedy, because His Majesty is too controlling!
Therefore, Wang Anshi knew that the Daxing Emperor might have made arrangements and indeed told the young master something.
But the young master must have made adjustments and trade-offs!
Even a direct decision!
If so...
"Sima Twelve..."
Wang Anshi looked at the flowers and plants he planted in Baoning Zen Monastery.
He said leisurely: "Do you know what you are facing?"
A young master who knows at the age of eight what things can be protected and what cannot be protected.
Then he must have a bottom line and a red line in his heart.
No matter who it is, they will fall out if they step on it!
And the speed of the fall will be beyond imagination!
Wang Anshi picked up the letter Lu Dian gave him and read the story described in the letter before and after Shen Kuo's return.
look!
This is the proof!
but……
Wang Anshi dusted his sleeves.
"What does this have to do with me, an old man living in seclusion in a Zen monastery?"
He is already sixty-four years old, and he has no intention of going to Bianjing to compete with others, and he no longer has the lofty ideals of the past!
As long as the core of the new law can be preserved, as long as his hard work can survive.
Wang Anshi knew that he would be invincible.
so……
Whether it is Sima Guang or Wen Yanbo, it is still the work of Han Jiang, Han Wei, Feng Jing, Zhang Fangping and even Lu Gong who is about to enter Beijing.
Their performance in Bianjing is up to them!
I am at ease in Jiangning, sitting and watching the guests at his family banquet, and watching his house build tall buildings!
but……
Wang Anshi sat down leisurely.
He has not been in good health over the years.
In the spring of this year, he also fell seriously ill. During his illness, he received the news that the emperor had passed away and the curtains on the two palaces were closed, which made him stunned, shocked, even discouraged, and lost his fighting spirit.
Because he knew that he had sinned deeply against the two palaces.
But now...
"I have to live a good life!" Wang Anshi told himself: "Otherwise, how can I watch these good shows?"
If you don't live well, how can you enjoy the good shows in Bianjing City? !
(End of chapter)
