In the first year of Yuanyou in the Song Dynasty and the second year of Da'an in the Liao Dynasty, November was already ugly (Eleventh).

In the Liaoyang Prefecture Palace, Yelu Hongji was soaked in the hot spring water chiseled out of the hall, and he let out a satisfying moan.

Then, he looked at his grandson Yelu Yanxi who was soaking in a small hot spring in the hall.

A gentle expression appeared on Yelu Hongji's face.

At this time, an insult official tiptoed to the stone steps in front of Yelu Hongji, knelt down and reported: "Your Majesty, the Southern Dynasty is urgently reported..."

Yelu Hongji nodded and reached out his hand. The inner minister crawled and delivered a letter sealed with fire paint to Yelu Hongji.

Yelu Hongji took it, inspected it, and then opened the secret letter after confirming that it was not damaged.

At this time, Yelu Hongji's eyes narrowed.

"Yelu Ju is really a minister who serves the job!"

"You can actually reach such an agreement with the Southern Dynasties!"

"good!"

The content of the letter made him very happy.

The Southern Dynasty made a request to purchase oak, birch and other wood from the Daliao with money.

The price is also very fair.

For logs over a hundred years, each of them is worth ten to twenty cents.

If you can help transport it to Dengzhou in the Southern Dynasties, you can add the same price transportation fee.

This is amazing!

Yelu Hongji is worried about having no money to spend!

Now the Southern Dynasty is coming to give money with a gaze!

As for what did the Southern Dynasty want these woods to do?

Yelu Hongji is too lazy to care!

He is going crazy if he is short of money now!

So he immediately called someone to draft the draft of the national book. Then he came to the hot spring pool where Yelu Yanxi was bathing, squatted down, and asked, "Yanxi, what do you have to say? You want to bring it to the emperor of the Southern Dynasty?"

Yelu Yanxi swallowed his saliva. What he hated the most now was the so-called "emperor brother" of the Southern Dynasty.

What's the thing?

Also worthy of being the orphan brother?

Also match the lonely fingers and point a few points?

But he didn't dare to say it, so he could only say weakly: "I'll ask the emperor's grandfather to treat Sun Chen to the Southern Dynasty's emperor's brother, and said that since the emperor's articles and principles, he has benefited a lot. I hope the emperor will give him more advice in the future..."

I had already secretly swore in my heart that I would build a large mansion for the "Emperor Brother" in the future so that I could ask for advice nearby!

...

In November, Jiangning is cold and wind is bleak, and everything witheres.

In Baoning Zen Temple, Wang Anshi, dressed in plain clothes, and several friends were walking on the mountain road of the Zen Temple.

The cold wind in winter blows on their clothes and shakes with the wind.

Everyone was talking and laughing. As soon as they walked a bend, a servant came to report it out of breath: "My husband...My husband..."

"The Lord of the Mansion ordered me to inform you that the angel is here!"

Wang Anshi was stunned for a moment: "Is it so fast?"

It's just an ugly day today, and it's still two days before his birthday. How could this angel arrive in advance?

According to common sense, even if they arrive early, they will stay outside Jiangning City and wait until his birthday to enter the city.

So, Wang Anshi asked, "Where is the angel now?"

The servant bowed and said, "I heard from you that the angel is at the post station outside the city."

Wang Anshi's expression suddenly became playful.

It's the same thing!

So, how did Wang Anli know? How could he send someone to inform him?

Because according to tradition, even if local officials know about this kind of thing, they will pretend to be blind and deaf.

Especially Wang Anli is still his younger brother, so he needs to avoid suspicion.

unless……

Wang Anshi pondered, and when his friends saw this, they all bowed and left.

Wang Anshi also came to his senses and personally sent these friends down the mountain. He then returned home on the road.

As soon as he entered the house, his wife Wu Qiong was already waiting at the door.

"Madam..." Wang Anshi looked at his wife.

Wu Qiong looked at him nervously: "Badjacketer... Could it be that the court is going to restore you?"

Wang Anshi smiled miserably and said, "How is that possible?"

It was impossible for the imperial court to use him.

Not only the two palaces of Ci Sheng in the palace, but also the old ministers in the court.

Even those new party ministers would not want to see him as the leader return to the court!

yes!

New Learning and New Party were created and cultivated by him.

However, one time and another time.

The ministers of the new party have grown up now.

These people now give him face, call him a grace, and often write letters to tell him about the affairs in the middle of the capital. It is already good.

However, he just needs to come out.

I'm afraid that in the eyes of many people, they will immediately become an old and stubborn old man who is not good at adapting.

Some people even attacked the palace and put hats on their heads one by one.

Let's talk about it...

What is the attitude of the current officials towards him? It is still unknown!

And Wang Anshi would never be a minister in front of an official who did not receive enough support and trust.

That's too tiring and tormenting.

He has tried it once, and he never wants to try it the second time.

Looking at Wu Qiong's obvious disbelief, Wang Anshi comforted: "Don't worry, I will never return to Beijing."

Since his retreat, he has not even written about state affairs, politics and ambitions.

He really gave up on politics.

Wu Qiong sighed: "Don't lie to me... and don't lie to myself..."

"Last year, the new king ascended the throne, and Uncle Lu Hui and Sima Jun actually entered Beijing. What was the Badger Lang like at that time?"

At that time, Wang Anshi felt as if he was dead and sat in the meditation temple without much appetite.

"And when the new king's actions came to Jiangning, what happened to the Wolf of the Wolf?"

Wu Qiong remembers that when Lu Xizhe's letter was sent to Jiangning, his husband walked down from Baoning Zen Temple.

"What happened to the Badger Lang after Han Jiang and Han Zihua became prime minister?"

Wang Anshi was silent. He could deceive himself, but his wife.

This is his childhood sweetheart, who grew up together, and has been with each other for decades to reach today's first wife.

They are husband and wife, relatives, and confidants.

No one in this world knows him better than Wu Qiong.

Wu Qiong was still talking: "Since this year, the government has repeatedly given me favors..."

"Even Di'er can be allowed to follow Zhang Dun south..."

Zhang Dun was in power and went to Guangxi, so he could naturally freely recruit shogunate officials.

But the problem is - appoint Wang Anshi's grandson?

This is a big deal!

Without the highest-ranking nod, Zhang Dun dared not do it at all.

"Not long ago, the official family suppressed the Wu family and asked the eldest sister to come back with her..."

Everyone in the world knows how much Wang Anshi loves his grandson Wu?

Back then, when Wu Mu met Wang Anshi for the first time, Wang Anshi liked him so much.
To be continued...