The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The No. [-] Scholar in Song Dynasty Author: Ri Risheng

brief introduction:

On the eve of Jingkang, the song and dance of the Song Dynasty was peaceful, and the spring breeze in Bianliang was corrupt.After transmigrating to a well-known upright gentleman, Yang Lin always looked at him with respect wherever he went.But his true nature can hardly be concealed...

Chapter 1 Gentlemen

"What's so delicious?"

Yang Lin got up in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he found that his kennel had become more beautiful. This neat veil and beaded curtain is surrounded by embroidered gold thread, so beautiful.

Waking up from the big dream, Yang Lin thought he was in a dream, and said with a wry smile, "Doghouse, doghouse, you have finally matured after all these years, not only have you learned to clean yourself, but you have also learned to evolve. "

wrong!A gust of cold air rushed straight from the heels to Tianling Gai, Yang Lin woke up instantly, and felt that the matter was not simple.

The carved antique huanghuali wood bed, exquisite wooden cabinets of various colors, soft and exquisite carpets on the floor, and a sword with a jade handle and golden sheath hanging on the wall, the infinite aura of wealth is overwhelming.

I know everything about my family, and the sum of all the family and property of the helpless Yang Lin is not enough to buy a chair here.

Could it be that a rich woman coveted my beauty, tied me to her boudoir, and even played costumes?

After thinking about his thin and dry body, it is obvious that he is not a rich woman's food, so Yang Lin heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

It seemed that it was still in a dream, but Yang Lin finally came to the conclusion that everything in front of him could only be explained in a dream.

Getting off the bed and stepping on the soft carpet, it feels soft and smooth to the touch, Yang Lin was in a daze for a while, if this is a dream, why don't he wake up.

There was a bronze mirror in front of him. Yang Lin came to the mirror and just wanted to see if he was handsome in this ancient costume, only to see a familiar yet unfamiliar handsome face appeared in the mirror, but it was a little pale.

The moment he saw this face, a lot of memories and emotions poured into Yang Lin's mind, and the buzzing gave him a headache.

It turned out that it wasn't a dream. After receiving the memories and emotions, Yang Lin realized that he was time-traveling.

My heart skipped a beat, and I was a little excited. Anyway, I was lonely and helpless in my previous life, so time travel is a good thing for me, especially because my identity is a rich young master from a rich family. You can tell just by looking at this bedroom.

Through the memories he received, Yang Lin learned that he came to the Song Dynasty, and the current emperor is the famous artist Song Huizong Zhao Ji.

Coincidentally, in this life, he is also called Yang Lin, the only son of Yang Tong, a rich and powerful businessman on Huainan East Road, who has read poetry and books since he was a child.

Yang Tong is just such a son, and he especially gave him a good face, he is very promising in reading, he is upright and rigid, he is like his heart.

Lao Yang is a businessman. In his eyes, everything in the world can be solved with money, so when Yang Lin took part in the imperial examination, he bribed the officials of Yangzhou so that his son could go to Beijing to take the next exam. round of provincial exams.

When Yang Lin was packing up his things in high spirits and preparing to go to Beijing for the exam, he overheard the conversation between his father and others. Knowing the value of his fame, he was so angry that he vomited blood and lay on the bed for half a month.

After understanding the situation, Yang Lin couldn't help shaking his head. He thought to himself that he was really stupid in reading and studying before. Since he was young, he didn't know the cruelty of the outside world.My own father paved the way for me, and he was so angry that he vomited blood. He didn't want to be born in Qi Suo'er's family, and he didn't even have the opportunity to study.

Fairness and justice should be left to storytellers to praise, life is a cruel arena.

While Yang Lin was still trying to digest and integrate into this identity, there was a sound of rustling footsteps outside. Yang Lin, who hadn't figured out how to deal with it, hurried to the bed, ready to pretend for a while.

The door of the room was pushed open with a creak, and a beautiful young girl with a double bun was struggling to carry a wooden tray with several bowls of medicine on it. After entering the room, she closed the door with her heel familiarly.

"Young Master, I've taken the medicine." The little maid said without turning her head, obviously expecting that no one would pay attention to her, but she didn't know that Yang Lin who was lying on the bed was secretly squinting at her.The voice is crisp and pleasant, with a bit of Wu Nong's soft language.

What a handsome maid, with this figure, tsk tsk

The girl put the medicine on the table, brought a bowl first, sat on the bedside, scooped up a spoonful, put it on her lips, blew it, and handed it to Yang Lin's mouth.

"Mom, it's so bitter!"

Yang Lin, who secretly looked at the little beauty, was fed a mouthful of traditional Chinese medicine out of the blue, so bitter that he couldn't help but yelled.

With a bang, the bowl of medicine in the little maid's hand fell to the ground, her big round eyes widened, and her cherry-like mouth opened into an O-shape.

"Master is awake! Master is awake!"

Surprised and delighted, the little maid ran out with her teeth and claws flailing, and Yang Lin also got up from the bed. The glare of the sun from the Xiaoxuan window made Yang Lin close her eyes involuntarily.

Lying on the bed for half a month, this body is still not used to the sun. After a while, Yang Lin looked out, and saw an elegant small courtyard with strange flowers and stones, long corridors and verandas, which is the delicacy and elegance of Jiangnan gardens.Looking forward, there is actually a pond, rockery, small bridges, lake pavilions, and everything else.

Really rich, if it’s mine, hey, this is mine, haha, well-developed.

When Yang Lin was immersed in the happiness of wealth and honor, suddenly there was a loud howl: "Lin'er, my son, where is it?"

A crisp voice replied, "It's in the young master's bedroom."

With a bang, the expensive ebony door was knocked open, and the obese Yang Tong walked up to his son in three or five steps, pressed his shoulders and shouted: "Son, you finally woke up. Dad was confused for a while, so we won't take the exam." , I don’t want this Xie Yuan anymore.”

What kind of person is Yang Lin? He has been poor for half his life. This kind of person is used to working hard at the bottom. When he sees an opportunity, he will never miss it.

"Father, are you okay? My son's Xie Yuan was obtained through an examination, not snatched or stolen, why not?"

Yang Tong was speechless for a moment, looking at his son suspiciously, is this still his nerdy son?Seeing that the corners of his brows and eyes were clearly his precious son whom he had raised for 16 years, he felt relieved, turned around and pushed back the servant girl, and then said with shame on his face: "Lin'er is angry in her heart, and deliberately contradicted Daddy, alas, Daddy I just want to apologize to you. Dad shouldn’t have bribed the prefect of this government, Cai, to get you the status of Xie Yuan, which made you stained. In short, it’s all Dad’s fault. Let’s give up going to Beijing and take the exam next year! I don't believe that with my son's ability, he won't be able to get a solution."

"Father, you are confused!" Yang Lin looked at the ashamed father, without any sense of strangeness, and inherited Yang Lin's memory and emotions, which made him feel a little more admiration for this obese middle-aged man .

Being pressed on the chair by his son, Yang Tong was a little bit heartbroken, but his son just woke up, so let's go along with him. "That's right, Dad is confused, don't worry, Dad will definitely change his past."

Well, now Father Yang has become a frightened bird, and listened to his own words as irony.Yang Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but suddenly he was blessed with an idea.

After a pause, Yang Lin frowned, and said pretendingly: "This matter is absolutely impossible. Originally, the scholars complained about their son Xie Yuan in high school. If I gave up entering Beijing, wouldn't it be an embarrassment for us to bribe the exam?" If the imperial court really pursues father, it will inevitably lead to lawsuits. Moreover, Cai Zhifu, who said we bribed, will also be implicated. He has been an official for so long, and it is not a matter of wanting to harm us. Although the son of Xie Yuan is not I am willing to be a son, but for my father, for our Yang family, I must be a son."

Hearing these words in Yang Tong's ears, he was stunned like a clay sculpture, and soon his eyes filled with tears.

It's touching, after raising a son for so long, he finally knows how to love him, and Yang Tong still has a little pride.

Who doesn't want their son to be a gentleman, even a philistine like Yang Tong, an upstart like Yang Tong, has always been proud of his son in his heart.

Chapter 2 The Head of the Traitor

Time flies, time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it has been half a month since I came to Song Dynasty, and Yang Lin's health has gradually improved, and he is familiar with every plant and tree here.

After Qiu Wei, he usually went to the capital a few years ago to wait for the provincial examination.

This period of time has become the deadline for other students to prepare to spend money. Except for very remote places, the imperial court will allocate funds, and others have to raise money by themselves.

Fortunately, for Yang Lin, these are not a problem. In the past, Yang Lin was immersed in his studies and was not very concerned about the family business. After half a month of understanding, he found that he was a real son.

Yang Tong started in the early days, and the speed of his rise in Yangzhou is astonishing. Today, workshops, shops, car dealers, and restaurants all over the country are booming, and he has the strength to rank among the top ten wealthy businessmen in Yangzhou.

The Yang family's mansion is in the eastern suburbs of Yangzhou, and it is not very big, because Yang Tong has only made a fortune for more than ten years, and the family is not prosperous. Mrs. Yang died of dystocia when she gave birth to Yang Lin, and there were only father and son left in the family. The servants are all servant girls.The Song Dynasty was a dynasty without slaves. The laws of the Song Dynasty clearly stipulated that slavery was not allowed. It was more of a type of contract with a limited number of years, similar to an employment relationship.

The autumn is crisp and the flowers and plants in the courtyard are gradually withering and yellowing. The bright sunshine shines on the courtyard, giving off a little golden color.

On the swing frame in the courtyard, Yang Lin held a copy of "The Analects of Confucius" and read it drowsily.