Dress to be a celebrity
Chapter 282
The two principals bid farewell to the teachers and students of the Hanzhong School of Economics, leaving many notes and question banks they had sorted out before, and went out of the city with the people of Zhou Wangfu who had explained the military and civilian affairs and packed their luggage, and went to the Hanshui Wharf to take a boat.
Several censors and Yuanwailang who came to Hanzhong for further study were treated as bereavements. When they worked hard to build Hanzhong into the most prosperous mansion in Northwest China, when they left, the common people poured out of the city and brought them with them. Xiangpa, fruits, and local products chased them for twenty miles.In the Song Dynasty, the spacious eight-lane asphalt road built for transporting stone and fertilizer was almost blocked by the turbulent flow of people.
Fortunately, King Zhou's king's car was very grand, and there were guards riding horses to clear the way, blowing trumpets and beating drums, slowly pushing the people away, and finally vacated a lane for them.
And at the end of this road, there are several layers of Hanzhong elders, each holding a Wanmin umbrella, waiting for them.
Mr. Song, the magistrate, was leaving, and it was not only the county of Nanzheng County who came to send umbrellas.Elderly people from the eight prefectures and counties in the prefecture each brought a few Wanmin umbrellas to see them off. The umbrella covers were crowded together to cover half of the sky. Between the chest and abdomen, it is more eye-catching than the princely guard of honor of King Zhou.
Although the king of Zhou was not jealous, he was a little worried when he looked at the umbrella: "Where can I get these umbrellas? It's okay to say when you take the boat. If you ask someone to hold them when you enter Beijing, you will put such a long row of umbrellas at the front of the line." ..."
When others hold a Wanmin umbrella on the road, they will know that there are upright officials traveling.There are so many umbrellas in the hands of those elders in front of them that it is hard to see the number at a glance, at least there must be a dozen or so, even if he, the princess, and two brothers put up a full guard of honor, and replaced all the umbrellas in the guard of honor with Wanmin umbrellas. But come here.
Before his eyes, there were two rows of ceremonial guards in front of the car, each holding a Wanmin umbrella covered with colorful and green silk cloth strips.
He suppressed a smile and explained: "Hanzhong has today's grand event, and our family has contributed. Although I can't accept the Wanmin Umbrella, we are also happy to see the Hanzhong elders so attached to us."
I don't know how many reporters are included among these elders and ordinary people. If the newspaper will be printed tomorrow, will the Wanmin Umbrella be drawn exactly.
Fortunately, today the ceremonial guards and guards in their mansion are all wearing armor and helmets, and those who throw fruit, hairpin rings, and handkerchiefs are all stopped outside.Otherwise, let them throw it down all the way, how can the fleshy bodies of the two uncles hold it?I'm afraid that tomorrow the headlines of the newspapers in the whole government will be "Hanzhong people scramble to send the king of Zhou to leave the mansion, the second prince of Huan Song Dynasty was accidentally injured by a ring pendant".
... It would be better to say "the king is about to go, and the people will see him off at the river; the prefect is very kind, and the people will send umbrellas to express their affection".
King Zhou hadn't thought about it before, but now he remembered how many reporters and writers were lurking outside, so he quickly suppressed his smile and sat in the car in a low-key manner, afraid that he would accidentally make a noise that might make the headlines of the newspaper.
Fortunately, the resigning magistrate in Song Dynasty stepped forward and comforted the officials, students, and common people who were seeing him off. He accepted the Wanmin umbrellas presented by the elders, and attracted the eyes of the passers-by on the road to himself.
This is the real Manmin Umbrella.
Layers of notes with people's names were written on the edge of the umbrella, almost hanging down to the chest.The handwriting on it varies from good to bad, and the names vary from elegant to vulgar. They were not written by rich local households and scholars to make up the numbers, but were actually written by tens of thousands of men, women, old and young in the mansion.
He has been engaged in compulsory literacy classes for many years, and today is the time to accept the results.
Although many people's handwriting is crooked, and some of them have bad luck with the brush, making the words blurred and hard to read, but they must be able to read, know how to write, and dare to write their names.
According to the literacy rate calculated by the names on this note, Hanzhong surpassed other state capitals by several times, which is enough to make him, the outgoing prefect, proud.
Although he didn't pay much attention to the form of the Wanmin Umbrella, he was very satisfied with the results of his educational work revealed on it.
Looking at the people who lined the road to see them off, in terms of number and atmosphere, they were almost comparable to the off-site support of big stars, which showed that the living standards of the people have improved, and the transportation construction of Hanzhong Prefecture has been done in place.There are also well-built embankments along the river bank, flood discharge channels that seem ordinary but share the peak of the flood year after year, and boat women who sell special products of the "Three Yuan Series" on the river who do not know the authenticity...
Huan, who usually complained about the pirated version of Sanyuan, couldn't help but beckon the boat lady to come over when he was leaving. He bought some Sanyuan brand special puffed food, cold cakes, and canned sugar water, and went back to the cabin with Huan Ling. There are tens of thousands of people on umbrellas with snacks.
King Zhou, Princess Wang and others were on the big boat ahead, and Chu Changshi and Sima Changshi followed them on the same boat, and they also went to the room to look at the fresh Wanmin umbrella.The two of them were so greedy that they didn't care to eat anything. They touched the silk ribbons with different handwritings and said, "If we can be released as a magistrate in the future, there will be so many elders who sincerely gave us Wanmin umbrellas when we left." Enough."
They don't need to give away more than a dozen, just give one according to the number of ribbons, and they will have no regrets in this life.
Alas, in the past, the king of Zhou was a prince, maybe even a vassal prince, and the officials of the palace could still let them, the top three Jinshi, serve as them.In the future... although everyone didn't say anything, they all acquiesced that he wanted to be the prince, and Zhan Shi and Shao Zhan Shi, who could serve as officials around him, all had Hanlin backgrounds.
The two of them have become officials of the crown prince, and they don't want to stay in Beijing to be picked and picked by others, so it's better to let them go outside.Based on what they have read and learned over the years, and then go to Hanzhong School of Economics to select a few good students who have long been fancy, are they afraid that they will not be able to govern a prefecture in the future?
They don't dare to compare with Song Sanyuan, as long as they can leave a stele of virtue and government in the local area, and enter the local people's annals.
After finishing speaking, he asked Song Shi enviously: "What are the plans of the two adults in the future?"
Song Sanyuan used to be an official of the fifth rank, like them, but now he has been promoted two ranks, standing shoulder to shoulder with Huan Ling, so it is convenient for them to call him.
Anyway, the two of them don't distinguish between each other, and they all answer the same when they call each other "Master".
The two adults were still holding the silk of the Wanmin Umbrella in their hands, but they raised their heads and looked at each other—that look was flat and meaningless in the eyes of the long historians, but the two of them seemed to have communicated in an instant. Like a thousand words, at the same time showing a deep smile.
Master Song's eyes were reluctant to look at them, but he replied very sincerely: "Earlier, the battle was the most stalemate. Brother Huan and I were busy from midnight to dawn every day. If you win, you will resign."
Hiss—how could Song Sanyuan, who was able to go to the fields, open mines, develop industries, and ride horses all over Shaanxi Province, ever be so busy that he wanted to resign?
Didn't this kind of thinking come from weak scholars who originally planned to be ordinary prince's officials?
Chu Changshi has been a little in awe since he was designated as a young James by the imperial decree, and he dare not joke like before.Now I heard that he also had the troubles of an ordinary Jinshi like himself, and the barrier caused by the change of official position seemed to have diminished, and he joked as before: "What about now?"
Now they will all be transferred back to the capital, the Imperial Academy is just an idle yamen, Zhan Shifu's young Zhan Shi is almost a vain post for gilding, does Mr. Song still want to resign?
Song Shi also looked at him and Sima Changshi with a smile, nodded slightly, and replied that it was definitely not a joke: "When this war is over, I plan to resign."
Is this a joke, or... you don't really want to resign, do you?Chu Changshi's complexion changed a little, and he stared at Huan Ling with big eyes that were almost round into apricot cores.
Your wife...husband-in-law...well, you didn't persuade Song Sanyuan to resign, didn't you intend to frighten his subordinates?
Mr. Huan, however, received his wink and didn't hear his silent questioning, so he nodded to Song Shi tolerantly: "When we resign, we will travel all over the country from near to far. If we are happy, we will Take a few disciples and take them on a study tour, doesn't it mean that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles..."
It's not enough for Song Zhan to resign, so how could Lord Huan say such things?
Not to mention that Chu Changshi was frightened, Sima Changshi couldn't hold back the horror in his heart, and blurted out: "You husband and wife really want to resign because you are putting your bright future at risk?"
Because being an official cannot save Little Binghe.
Others don't know, but Song Shi knows that there will be a long and harsh Little Ice Age in the next few hundred years.
No matter how many times they repelled the captives at this time, in the decades when the whole ice has turned cold, the grasslands have been frozen and food production has been reduced, and the northern nomads will definitely expand southward.And Dazheng will also reduce production and fail due to problems such as drought, severe cold, and locust plagues, and the people will be unable to make ends meet and be displaced...
This cannot be overcome by an agricultural country that relies on the sky for food. Only an industrial country can resist long-term and frequent natural disasters.
He stayed in Beijing only to be a decoration with a good name, or to teach Confucian classics, and to do something in the economic park of the royal face project, but it was not of much use.But he doesn't plan to release a few more prefects to repeat the process of building in Hanzhong.Because now all those who are capable of learning Hanzhong are already learning it, even those who don't know that the imperial court has plans to promote industry and commerce, but they don't know where to start.
However, Hanzhong has experience, technology, and talents. As long as there is a caring person, it can be done according to the various experiences and data summarized by their economic park.
But there is one thing that they can't get no matter how much money they spend, and that is resources.
Mineral and water resources buried deep in the ground.
He did well in Hanzhong, thanks to the fact that he was willing to spend money to buy a mineral distribution map at that time, he was able to dig out refractory stone bricks, burn out quartz glass, and use the fertilizer for phosphorite rock grinding.And there is no golden finger like him elsewhere, so naturally I don't know what kind of resources are hidden in the local area, what kind of industry can be made, so I can only leave it empty and hide it underground.
Now that he has so many Jinjiang coins that Huan Ling helped him earn, he wants to go to a few more places and draw a map of mineral resources in various places so that the imperial court can develop and utilize them.
In his heart, he pretended to be a lofty ideal that he had never thought about before crossing over, or before becoming an official, but on the surface he was very indifferent, and he didn't mention the sacrifices he had made during his official career. He only said: "Brother Sima is right, I am already Now that Mrs. Yongninghou is gone, there is no need to be an official or not."
It turns out that Song Sanyuan is the wife!
The thunder he threw down made the two senior officials forget that they were going to resign and take their students on a study tour——
There are many celebrities who resign from office, and it is common to take their disciples on study tours, but the relationship between the two of them is like this, I am afraid that most of the court guessed wrong!
Even the day when the two elders followed King Zhou out of Beijing, they were not as excited as they are today. Their slightly trembling heads turned to Huan Ling, wanting to hear him say something about their relationship.
However, Mr. Huan is a decent person who doesn't talk about personal affairs. He only put his hand through the heavy silk belt, held Song Shi's finger quietly, and replied solemnly: "Everyone has his own ambition, and my ambition is not that high." I just want to study step by step and become an official, and it is enough to protect the family.However, with the guidance of Uncle Song from later generations, after knowing the fairy-like situation of that era, he also has the ambition to help the world.
Several censors and Yuanwailang who came to Hanzhong for further study were treated as bereavements. When they worked hard to build Hanzhong into the most prosperous mansion in Northwest China, when they left, the common people poured out of the city and brought them with them. Xiangpa, fruits, and local products chased them for twenty miles.In the Song Dynasty, the spacious eight-lane asphalt road built for transporting stone and fertilizer was almost blocked by the turbulent flow of people.
Fortunately, King Zhou's king's car was very grand, and there were guards riding horses to clear the way, blowing trumpets and beating drums, slowly pushing the people away, and finally vacated a lane for them.
And at the end of this road, there are several layers of Hanzhong elders, each holding a Wanmin umbrella, waiting for them.
Mr. Song, the magistrate, was leaving, and it was not only the county of Nanzheng County who came to send umbrellas.Elderly people from the eight prefectures and counties in the prefecture each brought a few Wanmin umbrellas to see them off. The umbrella covers were crowded together to cover half of the sky. Between the chest and abdomen, it is more eye-catching than the princely guard of honor of King Zhou.
Although the king of Zhou was not jealous, he was a little worried when he looked at the umbrella: "Where can I get these umbrellas? It's okay to say when you take the boat. If you ask someone to hold them when you enter Beijing, you will put such a long row of umbrellas at the front of the line." ..."
When others hold a Wanmin umbrella on the road, they will know that there are upright officials traveling.There are so many umbrellas in the hands of those elders in front of them that it is hard to see the number at a glance, at least there must be a dozen or so, even if he, the princess, and two brothers put up a full guard of honor, and replaced all the umbrellas in the guard of honor with Wanmin umbrellas. But come here.
Before his eyes, there were two rows of ceremonial guards in front of the car, each holding a Wanmin umbrella covered with colorful and green silk cloth strips.
He suppressed a smile and explained: "Hanzhong has today's grand event, and our family has contributed. Although I can't accept the Wanmin Umbrella, we are also happy to see the Hanzhong elders so attached to us."
I don't know how many reporters are included among these elders and ordinary people. If the newspaper will be printed tomorrow, will the Wanmin Umbrella be drawn exactly.
Fortunately, today the ceremonial guards and guards in their mansion are all wearing armor and helmets, and those who throw fruit, hairpin rings, and handkerchiefs are all stopped outside.Otherwise, let them throw it down all the way, how can the fleshy bodies of the two uncles hold it?I'm afraid that tomorrow the headlines of the newspapers in the whole government will be "Hanzhong people scramble to send the king of Zhou to leave the mansion, the second prince of Huan Song Dynasty was accidentally injured by a ring pendant".
... It would be better to say "the king is about to go, and the people will see him off at the river; the prefect is very kind, and the people will send umbrellas to express their affection".
King Zhou hadn't thought about it before, but now he remembered how many reporters and writers were lurking outside, so he quickly suppressed his smile and sat in the car in a low-key manner, afraid that he would accidentally make a noise that might make the headlines of the newspaper.
Fortunately, the resigning magistrate in Song Dynasty stepped forward and comforted the officials, students, and common people who were seeing him off. He accepted the Wanmin umbrellas presented by the elders, and attracted the eyes of the passers-by on the road to himself.
This is the real Manmin Umbrella.
Layers of notes with people's names were written on the edge of the umbrella, almost hanging down to the chest.The handwriting on it varies from good to bad, and the names vary from elegant to vulgar. They were not written by rich local households and scholars to make up the numbers, but were actually written by tens of thousands of men, women, old and young in the mansion.
He has been engaged in compulsory literacy classes for many years, and today is the time to accept the results.
Although many people's handwriting is crooked, and some of them have bad luck with the brush, making the words blurred and hard to read, but they must be able to read, know how to write, and dare to write their names.
According to the literacy rate calculated by the names on this note, Hanzhong surpassed other state capitals by several times, which is enough to make him, the outgoing prefect, proud.
Although he didn't pay much attention to the form of the Wanmin Umbrella, he was very satisfied with the results of his educational work revealed on it.
Looking at the people who lined the road to see them off, in terms of number and atmosphere, they were almost comparable to the off-site support of big stars, which showed that the living standards of the people have improved, and the transportation construction of Hanzhong Prefecture has been done in place.There are also well-built embankments along the river bank, flood discharge channels that seem ordinary but share the peak of the flood year after year, and boat women who sell special products of the "Three Yuan Series" on the river who do not know the authenticity...
Huan, who usually complained about the pirated version of Sanyuan, couldn't help but beckon the boat lady to come over when he was leaving. He bought some Sanyuan brand special puffed food, cold cakes, and canned sugar water, and went back to the cabin with Huan Ling. There are tens of thousands of people on umbrellas with snacks.
King Zhou, Princess Wang and others were on the big boat ahead, and Chu Changshi and Sima Changshi followed them on the same boat, and they also went to the room to look at the fresh Wanmin umbrella.The two of them were so greedy that they didn't care to eat anything. They touched the silk ribbons with different handwritings and said, "If we can be released as a magistrate in the future, there will be so many elders who sincerely gave us Wanmin umbrellas when we left." Enough."
They don't need to give away more than a dozen, just give one according to the number of ribbons, and they will have no regrets in this life.
Alas, in the past, the king of Zhou was a prince, maybe even a vassal prince, and the officials of the palace could still let them, the top three Jinshi, serve as them.In the future... although everyone didn't say anything, they all acquiesced that he wanted to be the prince, and Zhan Shi and Shao Zhan Shi, who could serve as officials around him, all had Hanlin backgrounds.
The two of them have become officials of the crown prince, and they don't want to stay in Beijing to be picked and picked by others, so it's better to let them go outside.Based on what they have read and learned over the years, and then go to Hanzhong School of Economics to select a few good students who have long been fancy, are they afraid that they will not be able to govern a prefecture in the future?
They don't dare to compare with Song Sanyuan, as long as they can leave a stele of virtue and government in the local area, and enter the local people's annals.
After finishing speaking, he asked Song Shi enviously: "What are the plans of the two adults in the future?"
Song Sanyuan used to be an official of the fifth rank, like them, but now he has been promoted two ranks, standing shoulder to shoulder with Huan Ling, so it is convenient for them to call him.
Anyway, the two of them don't distinguish between each other, and they all answer the same when they call each other "Master".
The two adults were still holding the silk of the Wanmin Umbrella in their hands, but they raised their heads and looked at each other—that look was flat and meaningless in the eyes of the long historians, but the two of them seemed to have communicated in an instant. Like a thousand words, at the same time showing a deep smile.
Master Song's eyes were reluctant to look at them, but he replied very sincerely: "Earlier, the battle was the most stalemate. Brother Huan and I were busy from midnight to dawn every day. If you win, you will resign."
Hiss—how could Song Sanyuan, who was able to go to the fields, open mines, develop industries, and ride horses all over Shaanxi Province, ever be so busy that he wanted to resign?
Didn't this kind of thinking come from weak scholars who originally planned to be ordinary prince's officials?
Chu Changshi has been a little in awe since he was designated as a young James by the imperial decree, and he dare not joke like before.Now I heard that he also had the troubles of an ordinary Jinshi like himself, and the barrier caused by the change of official position seemed to have diminished, and he joked as before: "What about now?"
Now they will all be transferred back to the capital, the Imperial Academy is just an idle yamen, Zhan Shifu's young Zhan Shi is almost a vain post for gilding, does Mr. Song still want to resign?
Song Shi also looked at him and Sima Changshi with a smile, nodded slightly, and replied that it was definitely not a joke: "When this war is over, I plan to resign."
Is this a joke, or... you don't really want to resign, do you?Chu Changshi's complexion changed a little, and he stared at Huan Ling with big eyes that were almost round into apricot cores.
Your wife...husband-in-law...well, you didn't persuade Song Sanyuan to resign, didn't you intend to frighten his subordinates?
Mr. Huan, however, received his wink and didn't hear his silent questioning, so he nodded to Song Shi tolerantly: "When we resign, we will travel all over the country from near to far. If we are happy, we will Take a few disciples and take them on a study tour, doesn't it mean that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles..."
It's not enough for Song Zhan to resign, so how could Lord Huan say such things?
Not to mention that Chu Changshi was frightened, Sima Changshi couldn't hold back the horror in his heart, and blurted out: "You husband and wife really want to resign because you are putting your bright future at risk?"
Because being an official cannot save Little Binghe.
Others don't know, but Song Shi knows that there will be a long and harsh Little Ice Age in the next few hundred years.
No matter how many times they repelled the captives at this time, in the decades when the whole ice has turned cold, the grasslands have been frozen and food production has been reduced, and the northern nomads will definitely expand southward.And Dazheng will also reduce production and fail due to problems such as drought, severe cold, and locust plagues, and the people will be unable to make ends meet and be displaced...
This cannot be overcome by an agricultural country that relies on the sky for food. Only an industrial country can resist long-term and frequent natural disasters.
He stayed in Beijing only to be a decoration with a good name, or to teach Confucian classics, and to do something in the economic park of the royal face project, but it was not of much use.But he doesn't plan to release a few more prefects to repeat the process of building in Hanzhong.Because now all those who are capable of learning Hanzhong are already learning it, even those who don't know that the imperial court has plans to promote industry and commerce, but they don't know where to start.
However, Hanzhong has experience, technology, and talents. As long as there is a caring person, it can be done according to the various experiences and data summarized by their economic park.
But there is one thing that they can't get no matter how much money they spend, and that is resources.
Mineral and water resources buried deep in the ground.
He did well in Hanzhong, thanks to the fact that he was willing to spend money to buy a mineral distribution map at that time, he was able to dig out refractory stone bricks, burn out quartz glass, and use the fertilizer for phosphorite rock grinding.And there is no golden finger like him elsewhere, so naturally I don't know what kind of resources are hidden in the local area, what kind of industry can be made, so I can only leave it empty and hide it underground.
Now that he has so many Jinjiang coins that Huan Ling helped him earn, he wants to go to a few more places and draw a map of mineral resources in various places so that the imperial court can develop and utilize them.
In his heart, he pretended to be a lofty ideal that he had never thought about before crossing over, or before becoming an official, but on the surface he was very indifferent, and he didn't mention the sacrifices he had made during his official career. He only said: "Brother Sima is right, I am already Now that Mrs. Yongninghou is gone, there is no need to be an official or not."
It turns out that Song Sanyuan is the wife!
The thunder he threw down made the two senior officials forget that they were going to resign and take their students on a study tour——
There are many celebrities who resign from office, and it is common to take their disciples on study tours, but the relationship between the two of them is like this, I am afraid that most of the court guessed wrong!
Even the day when the two elders followed King Zhou out of Beijing, they were not as excited as they are today. Their slightly trembling heads turned to Huan Ling, wanting to hear him say something about their relationship.
However, Mr. Huan is a decent person who doesn't talk about personal affairs. He only put his hand through the heavy silk belt, held Song Shi's finger quietly, and replied solemnly: "Everyone has his own ambition, and my ambition is not that high." I just want to study step by step and become an official, and it is enough to protect the family.However, with the guidance of Uncle Song from later generations, after knowing the fairy-like situation of that era, he also has the ambition to help the world.
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