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Zhang Dun and Shen Kuo were drinking and reminiscing in the capital hall.

Soon others, including Zhang Hong, Li Qingchen and even An Tao from Xifu, came to join in the fun.

After a drink, everyone became completely familiar with each other.

Don't look at Shen Kuo. In the eyes of modern people, his image is that of a scientist, and they think he is in science and engineering.

But in fact, he was a serious scholar-official. Although he did not get into the top six in Jiayou's eight-year imperial examination, he was still a solid scholar.

Poems and articles are all excellent.

A group of people got drunk in the capital hall, and naturally they started chanting poems and singing harmony.

One person sings one song, and the whole hall is filled with poems and articles for a while, and the whole day is filled with articles.

The old officials in the capital hall took the opportunity to copy down the poems and essays of several husbands.

Maybe I can sell it for some money in the future!

…

They recited poems and composed poems in the capital hall.

Han Jiang's mansion in Bianjing City is also singing in harmony.

This is also the daily life of scholar-bureaucrats.

I never tire of writing poems, singing harmonies, and making friends through writing.

After three rounds of drinking, it was Su Shi's turn to sing the harmony. As a junior, Su Shi's verses naturally praised Han Jiang and Zhang Fangping.

Han Jiang and Zhang Fangping couldn't help but clapped their hands and praised him.

Halfway through Su Shi's poem, a servant of the Han family quietly came to Han Jiang and whispered a few words into his ear.

After listening to it, Han Jiang kept nodding her head until Su Shi finished singing the harmony.

He then lowered his hand and signaled the singing, dancing and wind instruments to pause.

"Xuan Hui..." Han Jiang first handed over to Zhang Fangping, and then said to Su Shi: "Zizhan..."

"There is good news..."

"Just now, a tabloid published news about the spy... said..."

"Today we value culture!" He raised his hands and saluted in the direction of the imperial city: "When I summoned the ministers alone for the first time, I entrusted them with the task of promoting culture!"

"It is truly a blessing to the country and the world!"

As a result, the banquet was immediately filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Even Zhang Fangping was smiling.

An emperor who values ​​culture is better than an emperor who values ​​martial arts no matter what!

Su Shi was even more excited. At this moment, he felt that his life seemed to be full of light.

The young master is benevolent, sage, intelligent and handsome, and he also attaches great importance to cultural background and education.

In the affairs of the world, why worry about not being able to prosper?

Su Shi said happily: "How lucky are we to meet such a wise master?"

…

Sima Guang walked out of Feng Jing's mansion.

"This golden-haired rat in Feng's life is really unreliable!" His brows gradually wrinkled.

Sima Guang originally wanted to invite Feng Jing to go to the palace with him tomorrow.

But Feng Jing said that it had been more than a month since he left Heyang Mansion, and everyone was waiting for him to go back to handle official business. He really couldn't stay in the capital any longer.

On this day, he had visited many elders.

Sun Gu was ill, so he didn't want to disturb him too much. He just came to express condolences and talk about old times.

Han Wei and Han Zhiguo put it nicely.

But when he mentioned the matter of going to the palace together, he said, "My brother is now the prime minister, how dare we go to the palace to speak out? The ancestral system cannot be abolished!"

Even a fool can tell that Han Wei is perfunctory.

Another veteran, Li Chang, simply used a gun and a stick to mock Sima Guang in his words.

He also said, 'The old lady speaks softly, but is not as honest as the king. She has won the trust and love of the two palaces and the respect of the emperor...'

He also said, "Today, the emperor's government is based on benevolence. The incident on Jingdong Road is a clear proof. Recently, I heard that the emperor ordered the new knowledge of Jingdong Road and Kumamoto, and that the people's livelihood on Guangnan West Road was poor. I submitted it to the capital hall for discussion. Jun Shi

Why be impatient?'

This made Sima Guang feel deeply isolated.

Wen Yanbo clearly planned to laugh at him!

Han Wei was so stubborn that Li Chang simply wanted to distance himself from him. Feng Jing, a golden-haired rat, had no intention of relying on him before, but now, he has completely stopped thinking about him.

Even Zhang Fangping did not support him. Instead, he tried his best to persuade him to be patient and let him feel wronged.

"Xiangong..." Fan Zuyu finally couldn't help but persuaded: "Why don't we wait for Xianggong Lu to come to Beijing and discuss it later?"

Sima Guang was a little shaken as he listened.

It is indeed difficult for a person to survive alone.

Wait a moment, wait until Mr. Lu comes to Beijing, maybe there will be a turn for the better.

Moreover, what Zhang Fangping said is not unreasonable.

The emperor is benevolent and sage. If he just wants to be proud of the moment, he will give up the emperor to the new party and the masses.

So in the future, what should the emperor do if he is corrupted by these people?

So, he sighed: "Then just wait for Uncle Lu Hui!"

"When Uncle Lu Hui comes to Beijing, he will be like me, knowing that foreign relatives and relatives traveling to the border areas are a recipe for disaster!"

At this time, Sima Guang saw, at the end of the alley not far away, a man holding a wooden sign and setting it up by the roadside.

The wooden sign has text: Today's tabloid, here's an inside story.

Sima Guang looked at it, his eyebrows twitching.

He had been the censor Zhongcheng, so he naturally knew that the tabloids in Bianjing City could not be suppressed since Renmiao! Moreover, with his great magical powers, he could get any news!

Especially internal detectives, who specialize in spying on internal affairs.

When you are an official in Bianjing, you must pay attention to the insider and provincial spy news published in tabloids.

Sima Guang then said to Fan Zuyu: "Chunfu, go buy a tabloid..."

Fan Zuyu nodded, rode forward, and spent five coins to buy back a tabloid that had just been printed and was still stained with ink.

The tabloid uses ordinary paper and ink, and is not large in length, but the text on it is divided into many sections.

Some write about interesting things in Wazili, and some write about recent major cases in Kaifeng Mansion.

But the most eye-catching thing is the text under the name of the insider marked in bold font.

Fan Zuyu only glanced at it and immediately took it back to Sima Guang to see.

"Ms. Sir, the young master is indeed a benevolent, sage, wise and handsome man. All the people in the world are blessed!"

Sima Guang took the small, shoddy tabloid, put it in his hand and looked at it, his eyes lit up.

In the middle of the tabloid, the bold part reads: There is a report from the internal investigation: Today, the Emperor of Shenshi visited the Chongzheng Palace for the first time, and recruited Shen Kuo, who specializes in manufacturing weapons, to join the bureau. Shen Kuo was entrusted with important tasks, and Kuo was ordered to change the movable type. , to help the holy pilgrimage to start a school!

"Shen Kuo? Shen Cunzhong?" Sima Guang frowned: "I remember that this seems to be one of the culprits in the defeat of Yongle City..."

"Emperor Daxing deeply offended him and punished him..."

"How did he recover?"

Fan Zuyu quickly told Sima Guang the causes and consequences of Shen Kuo's resumption.

After hearing this, Sima Guang nodded slightly and said: "If Shen Cunzhong can change the so-called movable type and help the Holy Dynasty to establish a school..."

"Then he can atone for his past sins!"

As for Shen Kuo’s assignment from the Bureau of Arms Manufacturing?

Sima Guang didn't take it to heart at all.

Where a group of craftsmen gather, what threats can there be?

His subconscious mind didn't let him take it to heart - something was passed down from father to son and passed on to descendants. If outsiders interfered in it casually, if they were not careful, their reputation would be ruined.

only……

Sima Guang looked towards the direction of the imperial city.

Thinking about Zhang Fangping's persuasion last night, I also read the insider information in the tabloids.
To be continued...