[Comprehensive] Feasibility report on the restoration of the country

In the five years of Chongning, there has been a long period of peace, people are prosperous, and the atmosphere is prosperous.On the water of the Cai River, there are thousands of miles of boats and boats, and the Changhong lies on the waves; on both sides of the river, there is a lot of traffic, and the weeping willows are full of shade.This is Bianjing, the place where the eight wastelands compete and all nations are connected.

I saw another small boat wading through the water among the fleet of tall and dense ships, approaching the pier not far away.The boatman who was rowing the oar was a silent and strong middle-aged man, but his wife was smiling and smiling.At this time, she was quickly clearing the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and said with a loud smile: "I want to teach the two officials to know that this Caihe River passes through the city, and the scenery along the road is to be seen." It’s endless. There are more than a dozen bridges on the river, especially the Hongqiao, which is the most worth seeing. This bridge has no bridge pillars, and it looks like a flying rainbow when it lies on the water, hence the name. It only takes a few miles of water to get there.”

Listening to her introduction of the scenery along the road, it is obvious that she intends to keep the two guests for a while, and also get a few rewards.It's just that although she is diligent in soliciting business, there is still an unconcealable pride in her voice, which is the pride and arrogance that the people of the most benevolent capital under the emperor's feet should have.

It's a pity that a good woman always sleeps with a clumsy husband.Before the woman finished speaking, her husband had already landed silently, saying in a low voice, "Two guests, we've arrived!"

After the boatman finished speaking, the woman immediately gave him a look of resentment.How could the two guests on their boat be let go so easily?

However, the two guests had stood up.

"Thank you for your hospitality, my lady." The first person to speak was a tall and burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and wide mouth, looking very powerful.But the boatman and his wife got along with him for several days, but they knew that he was approachable and always smiling, and he was extremely kind.On the contrary, it was the elder brother next to him, although he was handsome but taciturn, there was always a trace of coldness between his glances, which made people daunted.The man took a picture of the boat money that made the boatman and his wife smile, then strode down the side of the boat, turned around, and reached out to help the person behind him.

Seeing this, the woman standing behind them couldn't help raising her eyebrows.The side of their passenger boat was at the same level as the steps of the pier, and her husband was always stable in punting, even a three-foot child could get off the boat by himself, so why did he need someone to help him?

But apparently, neither of their two guests on board thought so.The son took the man's arm as usual, and got off the boat.

Seeing the two people looking at each other and smiling, the woman couldn't help but let out a sour "tsk" even though she knew they were brothers.It was her dull-witted husband who chased after her and shouted: "Two guests, there is 'Xue's Carriage and Horse Shop' across this street, where you can rent a four-wheeled carriage. His house's price is fair, and the car is also clean! "

"Thank you for the boatman's advice!" It was the man who turned around and thanked him, and then walked away with the young man beside him.

The boatman is an honest man with nails and rivets. The two of them walked for a while, and they saw a "Xue's Chariots and Horses" with a big shop sign occupying the best facade of the entire street.

The man smiled when he saw the imposing shop sign, turned his head and asked the young master next to him: "Rental car?"

Brother Young Master shook his head and said, "Let's go!" Obviously the scenery of Bianjing attracted his attention, and he didn't want to lock himself in the carriage.

The two walked slowly all the way, and soon entered the capital through Dailou Gate.Once entering the city, it is a different scene. Although the pedestrians on the road are crowded with each other, they are no longer in a hurry. The shops on both sides of the road are lined with pines and cypresses.Xu Shi happened to be at lunch time, and many maids employed by restaurants and foot shops were trying their best to attract customers.Not long after, the two were coaxed into their own restaurant by a witty and sweet-mouthed boy before saying a word.

"...If you want to listen to music and watch a play, then you have to go to 'Jinlefang'!" Just as the food and drinks were served, the young servant had already introduced most of the fun and delicious places in Bianjing City, and he was talking about the famous place in the world that day. The "Jinle Square". ""Shuo Yue Quan Zhuan", "The Peony Pavilion", and "Peach Blossom Fan" are all famous, so I don't need to mention them. However, there is a storybook recently called "Da Ming", which talks about the history of the country for more than two hundred years. The ups and downs of the Ming Dynasty are very exciting. The two officials should not be missed!"

Hearing this, the man who was pouring wine from the jug couldn't help but smile and glanced at the elder brother next to him, and asked casually, "How many people listen to the storytelling of "Da Ming"?"

"How can you say too much?" Who would have thought that the young man stared at him immediately, and said with a serious expression on his chest. "It's a bustling city, full of people!" As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed upwards. "Even the officials in the palace are listening to it every day. If you say that you can learn from history, you can know the ups and downs!"

Hearing the young man mentioning being a pilgrimage, the man with the appearance of a son was a little moved, and couldn't help saying: "The age of officials is the time when they love to play..." "Da Ming" is written in 270 years of the Ming Dynasty. Six years of vicissitudes, intrigues, struggles, and transformations, but to say it's entertaining and engaging would be an understatement.

"Huang Shidu is dedicated to his duties, just like Wei Zheng in Tang Dynasty. The official is a sage, and he should accept advice like a stream!" The boy's face immediately showed a touch of pride.

"Huang Shi read?" the young master wondered.

"It is the head of the four scholars of the Sumen, Master Huang Lu Zhi Huang." Before the boy could answer, the guests at another table beside them interrupted. "Are you two coming back from overseas?" The middle-aged customer beside them was originally a goods merchant, and he had the best eyesight when traveling around.Seeing that the two of them spent a lot of money but knew nothing about the Song court, he vaguely guessed that they should have returned from overseas.

When the guest asked this question, the man next to Brother Young Master immediately stood up and clasped his fists as a salute. "Sir, you have good eyesight! I have been traveling with my younger brother for many years, and the news of my homeland has been cut off for a long time. I especially remember that it was not long after the Great Song Ping destroyed Xixia, Emperor Zhezong was in power, and Murong Xiang was in charge..."

"Old calendar!" Before the man finished speaking, the middle-aged guest shook his hand and sighed. "The late emperor passed away early, and Murong Prime Minister did not leave the New Year... Now, Master Su is the prime minister, and Master Huang Luzhi is the attendant. The sage is wise, respects the teacher, and respects the way, but the monarch and his ministers get along with each other. This is the blessing of the Song Dynasty!" As he spoke, he also told a few anecdotes about Huang Tingjian with a full face of admiration.The content of the story is mostly that the officials are playful, slack in their homework, Huang Tingjian is loyal and direct, and the officials know how to return when they are lost.

After the guest said that, the guests on the entire floor couldn't help but praise him.Only the Young Master heard this, and he had no choice but to smile bitterly: "It's natural for young people to be playful. Although Mr. Huang is loyal and resolute, he can't help but go too far..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, an old man at the opposite table also said solemnly: "Drowning is like killing a child, Mr. Huang is right!"

"Not bad! Not bad!" Apparently, the old man's point of view represented the mainstream public opinion, so several guests soon followed suit. "Isn't the late Emperor's death at a young age precisely because Prime Minister Murong spoiled him too much back then?"

Hearing the words, the young master unconsciously twitched his forehead slightly. "Murong Xiang... spoiled?"

Since the Bachelor of the Great Su became the Prime Minister, the literature of the Great Song Dynasty has become more and more prosperous.In addition, the court was so clear that it did not block the way of speech, so it has become normal for people to talk about state affairs in restaurants and teahouses, and they don't feel that they have committed a taboo.At this time, although the topic was caused by two overseas visitors, they were ignored by everyone in the discussion.

"It's a pity that Murong Xiang was so loyal, but ended up like that..."

"You can't say that. If it wasn't for the unexpected death of the official family, Murong Xiang's illness would not have taken a turn for the worse...the friendship between the monarch and his ministers..."

"Shallow! Prime Minister Murong was involved in rebellion..."

"The truth of this case has long since come to light, and Murong Xiang's posthumous title is Wen Zhong, so what's left?"

"How? Murong Xiang died unjustly! If he really died of illness, why did Zhang Wenqian resign? And the Huitong Bank, the news that the household department will take back the bank has been circulating for several years. I see, sooner or later it will be impossible to keep it. .Down with Murong Fu, fatten the emperor!"

"What?!" Hearing this, the young master was startled and hurriedly raised his voice to ask. "Zhang...Master Zhang resigned?"

It's a pity that this son's question is really too bad, and his ability to focus on the key points is really worrying, and all the diners upstairs don't bother to pay attention to it.Everyone gave him a contemptuous look, and then plunged into the heated dispute again.

Seeing that he had been excluded from the topic, the young master had no choice but to ask the servant who was serving him. "Master Zhang is Prime Minister Su's favorite student, why did he resign?"

It was related to the secrets of the imperial court, so the young man didn't dare to talk too much, he just smiled and said: "I heard that Mr. Zhang resigned from office to preside over the "Bianjing Times" wholeheartedly, and the other side is not something that the villain can know."

The son-in-law was stunned for a while, then couldn't help sighing quietly, and said for a long time: "The 'Dongpo Poetry Club' was famous all over the world back then, I wonder if it still exists now?"

"Of course it is, and now it's once a month. It's an unprecedented event, you can't miss it!" Seeing that the topic turned back to Bianjing scenery, the servant hurriedly introduced it again. "If a senior official likes literary affairs, he can also go to Gongyihou's Mansion to join in the fun."

"Gongyihou Mansion?" This time, it was the man who showed curiosity.

"That Gongyihou is the former ruler of Dali, Duan Yu. Duanhou is fond of poetry, and every ten days he will entertain literati and poets with unparalleled poetry in his mansion for a feast. You can become a guest of honor for the poems and essays drafted by Master Hou Duan." Speaking of this, the young man could not help but smile. "Mr. Duan's poems and essays are really mediocre. Every time he writes a topic, it is either a blessing from God or a rejuvenation. It's just that Su Xiang gets along with him, and he can attend two of the three banquets, so..."

The boy's voice continued to be meaningful, and the two listeners couldn't help being slightly silent.After a while, the young master suddenly pushed the wine glass in front of him.He was about to get up, but he was suddenly pulled by the man beside him, and fell back to his seat unexpectedly.

I saw the man casually took out a piece of broken silver and threw it to the boy, said with a smile: "Okay, let's introduce it here!" Then he pointed to the elder brother next to him. "Give another bowl of ginseng soup to this high official, let's go!"

When the young man went away in response, the young master's expression immediately darkened. "This ginseng soup should be suitable for big brother!"

"You think I should be happy, so you got angry with me first, didn't you?" The man only smiled and shook his head when he heard the words, and sighed helplessly. "You...thinking and worrying a lot, old habits die hard, what should I do?"

Brother Young Master looked down at the wine glass in front of him for a while and said, "I said earlier that I shouldn't come back."

The man's heart became hot, and he said in a deep voice: "I abandoned my family and the country and cut off my six relatives. It doesn't make any difference whether I come back or not. What about you? Are you really not thinking about them anymore?"

Brother Young Master was thinking about how to answer, but suddenly there was a sound of hurried footsteps on the stairs.After a while, a woman in a green shirt with a delicate face and a gentle body hurried up.

Seeing this person, the young master immediately stood up.

The two looked at each other, and were speechless for a while.

After a long time, the elder brother suddenly smiled slightly, but the woman quietly shed tears.Seeing her crying, Brother Gong hurriedly removed the silk handkerchief from his body out of habit.Unexpectedly, before he stepped forward to wipe away his tears, the woman threw herself into his arms, crying loudly: "My lord!"

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