Chapter 465: 4 years of peace

In the fourth year of Song Zhiping's March, Yingzong collapsed in the Funing Hall, and the prince took the throne. In September, he called Wang Anshi of Jiangning House as the Hanlin Bachelor, and called the son of Wang Anshi, Xinke Jinshi, and Jingde County Wei Wang Jiao together into Beijing.
One day in November, Wang Anshi and Wang Jiao had reached thirty miles outside Kaifeng City. Wang Jiao was in front of the horse, and dozens of servants guarding Wang Anshi's carriage behind him, were slowly heading towards Kaifeng.
In his early twenties, Wang Xu was already in the middle of his career, and he was already in high spirits. He knew that his father, Wang Anshi, had been well-known in the world for 30 years. The official family just called on Wang Anshi to enter the dynasty, and he wanted to worship Wang Anshi as his assistant. Sweeping the world's malpractices, I must have done something in Beijing this time.
Not far away, Wang Jia raised his eyes and saw an eave on the Daobian Mountain. He knew that this was the place where his father's friend Master Zhiyuan retired to practice Buddhism. Master Zhiyuan had extensive friendships and knew very well about things in Beijing. It has been favored by the official family, but there are still heavy ministers such as Sima Guang, Lu Gongbi, and Han Jiang in Beijing. You must not be underestimated. Before entering Beijing, it is best to meet Master Zhiyuan and listen to him talk about the recent changes in Beijing. Cope well.
Wang Jiao turned his horse back and called by the carriage. "Father, in front is the retreat of Master Zhiyuan. Will you get out of the car?"
When the car curtain opened, Wang Anshi leaned out his head. The man's face was dark and his face was square. At first glance, he was a stubborn person. There are three black moles on the left and right ears, which are different from ordinary people.
"Master Zhiyuan and I haven't seen each other for many years. Since I passed by and went to visit the door." After finishing Wang Anshi got out of the car, he walked to the side of the road with Wang Xu, looking at the ancient temple on the mountain.
"The child came to visit Master Zhiyuan before he entered the Imperial Examination last time. It was only two or three miles away from this path. However, Master Zhiyuan likes to be clean. It is better to let them board again for one or two hours. How about Master Yuan going to Beijing again? "Wang Jiao said, it's very close to Kaifeng, so you don't have to worry about encountering people.
"That's all right, wait here to rest!" Wang Anshi nodded and asked Wang Jiao to bring some tea to Master Zhiyuan, and the two went up the mountain along the path.
After walking a mile and seeing a mountain bay, Wang Jiao pointed at the mountain bay and said, "After this bay, go forward for a while, and then you will come down to the mountain. There is no other place besides Master Zhiyuan People are a good place to be clean. "
But just after turning the bay, the two of them saw a house appear on the roadside. When did it be built? Wang Xu thought he was wrong, and quickly rubbed his eyes, opened it again, and the house was still standing on the side of the road.
I saw that the house is about two feet tall, and the style is very different from any palace view mansion he has ever seen. The whole body is wrapped in a layer of crystal, shining under the sun, and it is not like a human residence.
"Is this the Bai Yujing in the sky, or the Crystal Palace of the Dragon King of the East China Sea?" With Wang Jiao's knowledge and insight, he couldn't help expressing such surprise. Wang Anshi also opened his mouth slightly and looked at the house curiously.
"The two guests are struggling to get on the road, why not enter the house and rest for a moment?" Someone in the house heard the sound, and saw that the two crystals in front of the house were quietly separated and walked out of a man. people.
"There are so many annoyances." Feeling that this person is not like a wicked person, and also curious about this person and the way this house came, Wang Anshi arched his hand and the three entered the house together.
When he arrived in the house, Wang Anshi and his son opened their eyes again. They saw that the ground was covered with polished and smooth wooden planks, and the light was good. The various objects placed in the house were also extremely exquisite. They could not see the purpose at all.
"Look at the two like a reader. Let's try tea and tell the story in the study room." The owner brought him into the study room. The study room is about three feet long and two feet high. It is very spacious and it is outside. The walls seem to be made of crystal, the whole body is transparent, and the outside is clearly visible. There are many bookshelves on the three walls inside the house. The bookshelves extend from the ground to the roof, and there are ladders with wheels next to them. .
Wang Anshi and his sons are all people who read poetry and books. When they saw the huge number of books in this room, they felt good about their masters. They looked at the books in the bookshelf and said, "The host is also a person who loves books! More books. "After a cursory review, there are probably thousands of books in this library.
"Oh, in my hometown, this book is nothing. After a while drinking tea, if the two are interested, you might as well choose two books to take away." The host led him to the middle of the room and sat down.
There is also a unique flavor in this sitting place. In the middle is a large lacquered tree root. A variety of tea sets are placed on the root of the tree. A few round woods are beside it. Three people sit on the wood.
I do n’t know how the master made it. I saw water pouring from the branches and fell into the pot, and there was no fire. The water boiled by myself, and then the process of washing and brewing tea came down, and three cups of tea were brewed. All right.
The whole process is very different from the popular tea art in the Song Dynasty, but there is also no etiquette in it. At the invitation of the master, the two picked up a tea cup and tasted it. It was slightly bitter at first, and then it was full of sweetness. Even Wang Anshi was so bad. Those who desire can't help but scream.
"At the bottom is Linchuan Wang Anshi, this is the dog son Wang Jiao, thanks for the host's hospitality, dare to ask the host's high surname and name, where do you come from?" Wang Anshi couldn't hold back his doubts and asked the cup of tea.
"Oh? It turned out to be Mr. Lin Chuan, who really admired Da Ming for a long time!" Song met such a talented person as Mr. Lin Chuan, and it was really a blessing for three lifetimes. Dare to ask what year is it now? "
This is the hinterland of the Song Dynasty. Since you are here, why do n’t you know the year? And why did n’t I see this house when I came here a few months ago? Obviously such a house can be built overnight? Wang Xu was quite puzzled.
"It is now Song Dynasty's early November four years." Wang Anshi replied.
"Oh? Great Song Zhiping four years in early November?" Then Shen Long said a few words in his mouth, with a backhand took out a ruler like Xu Chang's book, opened the leather cover, exposing the smooth and mirror-like surface, I saw He tapped his finger twice on the mirror, and the mirror suddenly lit up, and dense characters appeared at once.
"Zhi Ping four years in November? So Yingzong has collapsed? Is Song Shenzong in place now?" Shen Long said while looking at the characters.
"Bold!" Wang Jiao stood up and shouted after hearing this. Yingzong had just died. The following sentence might be a big problem. Shenzong's hearing is the temple number. The new emperor won the throne. The temple number has been given to others, but this is disrespectful.
"Oh, it's under Menglang!" Shen Long quickly got up and apologized, but this kind of problem could not be solved with one or two apologies. Wang Anshi and his son got up and walked away, saying that they shouldn't go back and ask someone to take him into Kaifeng Question.
When recording the bookshelf, Wang Xu couldn't help but glance back, and saw that the four bookshelves on the left side were written with four large characters of the Scripture Collection. He is now facing the bookshelf with the word "History". Thick books, written on the spine of "Historical Records", "Hanshu", "Post-Hanshu", "Jinshu", "Songshu", "Old Tangshu", "New Tangshu", "Five Dynasties History", " "Song History" and other words.
Ok? Song history? Shouldn't the Liu Song's history book be the "Song Book"? How could there be a "Song History"? "Father, do you read this book?" Wang Jia couldn't help shouting.
"Oh? Prince Gong is interested in this history of Song?" Shen Long came to him and said, "Unfortunately, this" Song History "was written by a barbaric person. The content is quite rude, and it is really unsightly. If you are interested in the history of Song Dynasty, it is better to read this "Song Shilu", but the two of them are not easy to read. "
Wang Xu looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a thick row of books placed on the upper layer. The spine was written with three large characters of "Song Shilu", and Shen Long took out one and handed it to him.
Wang Jiao and Wang Anshi turned to look at this book, but it was written during the Qing dynasty, but the text is very small, and it lacks strokes and strokes. It is very difficult to read, but from the points of content However, these things are extremely close to their memories.
Qingli is the year number of Song Renzong. It is only twenty or thirty years from now. Wang Anshi was a priest in the second year of Qingli. Some of the previous articles have been experienced by him personally.
"This is!" The hands of the father and son of the Wang family tremble. The unhappiness caused by the word Shenzong was just covered by this greater shock. The two of them turned back to look at "Song History". Are these really the only ones? My great Song's history book?
In addition, only when the dynasty is destroyed, the next dynasty will start the history book for the previous dynasty. What did he just say that this "Song History" was written by the barbarians? Did my Da Song finally die to Khitan?
"Sir, dare to ask this" Song History "may lend me a reading?" Is it that God does not want to see the death of the Song Dynasty, so sent the fairy to help me? Wang Anshi asked tremblingly, pointing to the bookshelf.
"It's inconvenient today, I'm leaving now, but I can give two of the remaining pages of" Song Shilu ", and the two can take it back to watch it slowly." Shen Long's finger tapped on the mirror again. Just listening to that white cabinet in the corner suddenly made a buzzing sound and immediately spit out a few sheets of white paper.
Shen Long took out the white paper and sorted it out to Wang Anshi ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Well, it ’s time to go. If the two of you are interested, you can come here again on the fifth day of March next year. "
After speaking, Shen Long led them to the outside of the house, only to hear the disappearance of the house with no sound, Shen Long immediately walked away, leaving only Wang Anshi and his son standing on the spot.
"Father, didn't I dream?" Wang Jia raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, but he saw that he still had the blank sheets of paper in his hand, and couldn't help but look at it. I saw that the text on the paper was It is the same as Da Song's general text.
"During the four years of Zhiping in December, Ding Wei and Liao Senzhi ’s political affairs Liu Xu was still the deputy of the Privy Council, and he was a clerk of the Privy Council Zhang Xiaojie to participate in the political affairs. Therefore, he moved.
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Xia Guo forgive Zuo Zang. On the 21st of the year, the Chinese posthumously called the emperor Zhaoying, the temple number Yizong, and buried in the tomb; Zi Bingchang was in power, at the age of seven, Empress Liang.
It ’s the month, Han Qi to Yongxing ... "
Today is November, this is ... what will happen in the future?