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Chapter 191 Olive Branch

Xiaofu waited for the first time and there was no news at home. I was going to give a direct advice on death. At first, no imperial envoy came to the door to kill me? [..com]

In fact, Lu Yijian and the young emperor were also furious by this memorial, but in the end Lu Yijian did not pursue it. The purpose he wanted was to depose Empress Guo and remove the biggest stumbling block in his official career. Guo was deposed as he wished, and sent him to Changning Palace to refrigerate and continue making trouble. It was not very meaningful.

The policy of raising scholars and officials in the Northern Song Dynasty made these literati and officials void their lives. When will it be done with one batch and another? And the timing is not right. If it is caught between Fan Zhongyan and Kong Daofu and caused trouble, then Xiaofu would be in great trouble. Isn’t it worth targeting Xiaofu? But I will use this memorial to make a big fuss and use it on Fan Zhongyan and Kong Daofu and others.

And I asked myself, no matter what the reason was, the procedures were wrong, so the little emperor and Lu Yijian felt a little guilty.

So this memorial disappeared into the huge archive.

However, Zheng Lang asked Lu Yijian to pay attention and said only one sentence, and only advised the queen to depose the emperor. The little emperor could not hear it, but Lu Yijian heard a lot of meaning from this sentence. It was because the Zheng family was also dissatisfied with him, but why didn't he make it clear? Did he know that Kong Fan and others would inevitably fail?

He was not angry either, and Zheng Lang's calmness made him appreciate it very much.

To do big things, you need to be calm and composed, like Kong Dao assists them, let them become prime ministers, and try to see that the country is in chaos.

Looking at the flying snow outside, Zhao Zhen murmured: "Auspicious snow indicates good harvest."

"Yes, Your Majesty, the dispute is over, and it is time to do serious business." Lu Yijian said.

"Okay, I'll follow your words, but before that, I want to change the year name. It turns out that the Tiansheng year name seems to have the meaning of two saints. Later, I changed the Ming Dao. I also think that there is a sign of sun and moon rising together. Is it a drought and locust plague?"

Lu Yijian was not good at speaking. He did not agree with the words of the young emperor, but this year's drought and locust plague caused everyone to suffer. The savings accumulated by the internal warehouse for many years were basically in a few months, and they were used up. Changing the year name may bring joy.

"Lu Qing, let's change to Jingyou."

Auspicious snow indicates good fortune and good omen, so this year name was changed.

"According to your Majesty's wishes."

The year name changed, and it was drizzling, and there was no one minister opposed it.

After changing the New Year title, the little emperor began to work hard, setting an example, and his diligence was far greater than his father, and even Liu E was not as good as Zhao Kuangyi. If he really wanted to compare, only Yongzheng of the Qing Dynasty could be more diligent than him at this time. Every day, he would go to the court to work, and he would review all the memorials himself. In the end, even Lu Yijian couldn't stand it and advised: "If you have to let your Majesty see all small things, you may not be able to hurt your body."

I will not listen to it.

But is the matter over? It's early, the bigger storm, and the little emperor is even more miserable, next year...

If the deposed queen is concerned, Yanchen can still say something, but next year, he will be messing around, so Zheng Lang has never had a good impression of these censors, and this feeling has been extended to Zheng Lang's views on Ouyang Xiu, Bao Zheng and others.

...

Xing'er took the little snowflakes with her hands and said, "Zheng Lang, the beauty will definitely be better next year."

"Well..." Zheng Lang responded, but a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. Many things will happen next year. The little emperor is tired and harsh to himself, almost exhausted and stingy. Next year, the Yellow River... But how can I say the key to the problem?

He told the young emperor that the Yellow River diversion in the Jingdong section next year will drown many people, and then many verbal officials will pour sewage on you. Can the nine clans be destroyed by saying nonsense?

Or I can watch the celestial phenomena at night,

I really can't think about it. When I think about these things, I can't even calm down my mind. I continue to study hard, even the little emperor said that this provincial examination can only succeed, not fail. Alas, I invisibly brought a burden.

At this moment, the little novice monk outside came in and reported: "Donald Zheng, there is a woman outside looking for you."

"Woman?"

"About forty, nearly fifty."

Zheng Lang greeted him strangely, didn't know him, and asked, "May I ask, "Master is..."

"I am Sima Sanlang's mother."

"It turns out it's Aunt Nie, please come in, please come in," Zheng Lang greeted enthusiastically.

Nie waved his hand, and the two servants behind him carried a large amount of cloth. She said to the little novice monk again: "This is the incense I give to your temple."

"Amitabha, thank you for the female donor," said the little novice monk happily. He is not the great monk Zhiri. The more incense the pilgrims give, the better their lives will be.

Nie said to Zheng Lang again: "Is Xiaolang Zheng Jieyuan?"

"yes."

"Thank you Zheng Jieyuan." The son's trouble in Zhengzhou was a big deal and it also reached Fengxiang Mansion. Sima Chi jumped up when he heard this, but he was not good at going to Zhengzhou. So he asked his wife to come to Zhengzhou for him to teach the son a lesson, and then take a look. If he couldn't, he would take his son back.

When Nie arrived in Zhengzhou, he didn't go to the Zheng family, he heard his son ask Zheng Lang to take him to the capital, so he chased him to Kaifeng again. But this was a very reasonable woman. Sima Guang's enlightenment education was taught by this woman. In fact, when Sima Guang was very young, he was not as smart as he was now, because he was a mistress, and he was playful and uneasy to study, and he couldn't remember even after reading. It was this woman who taught him patiently and slowly developed his talent.

After coming to the capital, because it was too far away, the matter changed its nature, so I did not come immediately. After conducting some investigation, I learned the true story of the matter and saw the painstaking efforts of the Zheng family in it.

It can be said that the Zheng family is not only teaching his son about his knowledge, teaching him to be a human being and govern the country, but Nie is speechless to the later part. How old is our son? But when I think about the more miserable Sanlang of the Wang family, he doesn't say anything. There is also the road that the Zheng family paved for his son. After saying that, Nie gave a big gift.

"Aunt Nie, don't," Zheng Langxu helped her, took her to the Zen room, and called Sima Guang again.

When Sima Guang saw his mother, he rushed over happily and shouted, "Empress."

After all, I am still young and have been away from home for several months and miss my relatives.

"Kneel down."

"Here."

"Raise your back cloak."

"Here."

Nie pulled out a thorn from his luggage and slapped it on Sima Guang's back.

Zheng Lang scratched his ears and foreheads in an anxious manner. He saw that she had tickled dozens of times and said, "Aunt Nie, can you listen to me?"

"Please say Jie Yuan."

"The last time they angered Fan Feng, it was because of me. If you beat me..." At least give me some face and said, "I usually teach them to respect their teachers and respect their ways, but Fan Feng has misunderstandings about me and has always been entangled, so they can't stand it."

Zheng Lang advised that Nie was not good enough to pull down, so he spared Sima Guang's horse. Wang Anshi felt sad. His family was also very strict in his tutoring, and he didn't know if his parents would send someone to the capital to pick him up.

I just slap it, and then brought a lot of luggage to Sima Guang, talked for a while, and then went back after asking about the situation.

As soon as Nie left in front, Zhiri came over behind and said to Zheng Lang: "Donald Zheng, I am going to Mount Wutai."

"Go to Mount Wutai at this time?"

"What should I do if I don't go? This place makes you cheesy and I can't stay there."

"The master wants to go out and travel, why use me as an excuse?"

"I'm still making a lie with you? Let's just tell me." The great monk didn't want to argue.

"Don't worry, Master, I and Si'er sewed a monk's robe for you, and I happened to grab it out and bring it with me." It was made by Jiang Xing'er and Si'er in a thick linen. Originally, Jiang Xing'er was going to make it with animal skin, which was even warmer. After thinking about it, this strange monk probably disagreed, so he gave up.

"I can't accept it."

"Master, please accept it. Strictly speaking, Zheng Lang is also your apprentice, so you should accept it."

Zhiri was so embarrassed that he was so embarrassed that he could barely take off the monk's robe. But when he walked out of the Zen room, a smile appeared on his face. Zheng Lang was also smiling, Master, if you do this, don't talk about anything.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the monk left, the visitors came to the door. It turned out that Zhiri was blocking him. If Sima Guang's mother was not a woman and the little novice monk was confused, the others would have kept the temple door away.

Now there is no shield, the visitors come.

The little novice monk was clever and took the initiative to say, "Little donor, this is a Buddhist pure land, so don't enter. If you want to burn incense and fulfill your wishes, please go to the front yard."

However, as soon as the visitor signed up, the little novice monk did not dare to speak, and obediently brought the person in. He knocked on the door and said, "Zheng Jieyuan, Lv Langjun is asking for a meeting."

Zheng Lang opened the door and frowned. Sima Guang's mother came from Fengxiang Mansion thousands of miles away and had to meet. Zheng Lang didn't want to disturb anyone else. After looking at a young man, who was fourteen or fifteen years old, looked loyal but didn't know him.

"Who are you……"

"I have met Zheng Jieyuan. I am Lu Gongzhu. I came to disturb me by my father's order. I would forgive me if I forgive the crime." I also frowned. I had a good impression of Zheng Lang, but everyone in the capital knew that he liked to study hard behind closed doors and disturb me. It was inconvenient for him to come to disturb me. But how dare he not listen to his powerful father's orders?

"Mr. Lu? Are you the Sanlang of the Lu Xianggong's family?"

"Hey, Zheng Jieyuan also knows me?"

I don't know you're just seeing the ghost. You may not be very disgusted with Lu Yijian and Zheng Lang, but you definitely have no good feelings. But you have a good impression of Lu Gongzhu. Wang Yi can teach his children, and Lu Yijian can teach his children. All four sons are among the best, but Lu Gongzhu is one of the best.

Similarly, he is also an entangled and important figure in the future.

However, what is his intention to come? Zheng Lang didn't believe it anymore. The dignified Lu Yijian would give up his son to himself as a student. Even if he dared to accept it, others would scold Lu Yijian. He asked suspiciously: "Mr. Lu asked you to come..."

"My father said that Zheng Jieyuan and Wang Jiasanlang and Sima Sanlang are talented, diligent and studious, so I asked me to visit occasionally and learn from them."

Not to be a student, but to be a good friend

Zheng Lang had a greater doubt in his heart. It was fake to come to learn. It was vaguely an olive branch that Lu Yijian sent to his son for his future. This Lu Gongzhu is very smart and easy to learn. In a sense, he can walk with him three of him. Just for his son, it is definitely not Lu Yijian himself. He is so fierce, so why does he need his own help? But it is his son. Is he worthy of Lu Yijian doing this?

Besides, the olive branch has been sent, and the problem has come again. This problem is no less than the problem that Kong Daofu and others have asked. Zheng Lang was so sad that he was just a disciple. He just wanted to study with peace of mind, but not a genius nursery.

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