In March of the fourth year of Zhiping in the Song Dynasty, the Yingzong collapsed in Funing Palace and the prince ascended the throne; in September, Wang Anshi of Jiangning Prefecture was summoned to be a Hanlin bachelor, and Wang Anshi's son, Xinke Jinshi, and Jingde County Wei Wang Yu were summoned to Beijing together.

On a certain day in November, Wang Anshi and Wang Anshi arrived thirty miles outside Kaifeng City. Wang Anshi rode his horse in front, and dozens of servants guarded Wang Anshi's carriage behind, and they were slowly heading towards Kaifeng.

Wang Yun was only in his early twenties and had already won the Jinshi. He was very high-spirited. Moreover, he knew that his father Wang Anshi had been famous in the world for thirty years. The official recruited Wang Anshi to join the court just after he ascended the throne. He must have wanted to worship Wang Anshi as his prime minister.

To wipe out bad governance in the world, this visit to Beijing will definitely make a difference.

Not far away, Wang Yu raised his eyes and saw a corner of the roof protruding from the mountain beside the road. He knew that this was the place where his father's good friend, Master Zhiyuan, lived in seclusion to practice Buddhism. Master Zhiyuan had many contacts and knew everything in the capital. Although his father was

He has been favored by the officials, but there are still important ministers such as Sima Guang, Lu Gongbi, and Han Jiang in the capital. They must not be underestimated. Before going to the capital, it is best to meet Master Zhiyuan and listen to him talk about the recent changes in the capital.

Easy to deal with.

Wang Yu turned his horse around and came back. He walked to the carriage and called out, "Father, the place ahead is where Master Zhiyuan lives in seclusion. Would you like to get off the car and see him?"

The car curtain opened and Wang Anshi poked his head out. This man had a dark complexion and a square face. He looked like a stubborn person at first glance. There were three black moles on each side of his left and right ears, and his face was different from ordinary people.

"I haven't seen Master Zhiyuan for many years. Since I'm passing by, I should pay him a visit." After saying this, Wang Anshi got out of the car and walked to the roadside with Wang Yu, looking at the ancient temple on the mountain from a distance.

"My children came to visit Master Zhiyuan last time before taking the imperial examination in Beijing. It is only two or three miles away from this path. However, Master Zhiyuan likes purity. Why not let them board the one or two hours again and wait for me and my son to visit Wanzhi.

How about Master Yuan going to Beijing again?" Wang Yu said, this place is very close to Kaifeng, so there is no need to worry about encountering bad people.

"That's fine, you can rest here!" Wang Anshi nodded, and asked Wang Yu to bring some tea for Master Zhiyuan, and the two of them walked up the mountain along the path.

After walking for more than a mile, he saw a mountain bay. Wang Yu pointed at the bay and said, "After passing this bay, walk forward for a while and you will reach the bottom of the mountain. There is no other place nearby except Master Zhiyuan."

It’s a nice, clean place.”

But as soon as they turned around the bay, the two of them saw a house appearing on the roadside. When was it built? Wang Yu thought he had seen it wrong, so he quickly rubbed his eyes and opened it again.

The house still stands on the roadside.

The house was about two feet high, and its style was very different from any palace mansion he had ever seen. The whole house was covered with a layer of crystal, shining in the sunlight, and it didn't look like a human residence.

"Is this the White Jade Capital in the sky or the Crystal Palace of the Dragon King of the East China Sea?" Wang Yuzhi couldn't help but express such surprise because of his extensive knowledge. Wang Anshi also opened his mouth slightly and looked at the house curiously.

"The two guests have been traveling hard, why don't you come in and rest for a while?" Someone in the room heard the voice, and saw two crystals in front of the room quietly separated, and a man walked out. This man was more than six feet tall, with a feathery robe and star crown, like a fairy.

people.

"So much trouble." Feeling that this person did not look like a villain, and curious about the origin of this person and the house, Wang Anshi accepted the offer and the three of them entered the house together.

When they arrived at the house, Wang Anshi and his son once again had an eye-opening view. They saw that the floor was covered with polished wooden boards, which could be seen through the light. The various objects placed in the house were also so exquisite that they could not see their use at all.

"You two look like scholars, we might as well drink tea and talk in the study." The host took them to the study. This study is about three feet long and wide, and about two feet high. It is very spacious and is located outside.

The walls seem to be made of crystal. They are completely transparent and can be seen clearly from the outside. There are many bookshelves placed on the three walls of the house. The bookshelves extend from the ground to the roof. There are also ladders with wheels next to them, which seem to be used for fetching books.

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Wang Anshi and his son were both people who read poetry and books. When they saw the vast number of books in this room, they felt a fondness for the owner. While looking at the books on the bookshelf, he said, "My owner is also a book lover! How can there be such a thing?

Lots of books." After a rough inspection, there are probably thousands of books in this study.

"Haha, in my hometown, these few books are nothing. After drinking tea later, if you are interested, you might as well choose two books to take away." The host led the two of them to the middle of the room and sat down.

This sitting place also has a unique flavor. In the middle is a large painted tree root. Various tea sets are placed on the tree root. Next to it are several round logs. The three of them sit on the log.

I don’t know how the owner did it, but he saw water coming out of the branches and falling into the pot. Without seeing any fire, the water boiled on its own. Then he washed the tea and made the tea. After a set process, he made three cups of tea.

alright.

The whole process is very different from the popular tea art of the Song Dynasty, but there is also a special etiquette in it. At the invitation of the host, the two picked up the tea cup and took a sip. It was slightly bitter at first, but then the sweet taste filled the mouth. Even Wang Anshi, who has a bad tongue,

The lustful person couldn't help but shout "Hello".

"I am Wang Anshi of Linchuan, and this is Wang Yu, the dog son. Thank you for your hospitality. May I ask my master's surname and where he comes from?" Wang Anshi couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart, put down his tea cup and asked.

"Oh? It turns out to be Mr. Linchuan, I have long admired your name!" The host looked happy and quickly returned the gift, "My surname is Shen Minglong. I am indeed not from the Song Dynasty. As for where I came from, it is not convenient to say; I didn't expect that I just came to Dazhou.

Song is truly lucky to have met such a great talent as Mr. Linchuan. May I ask what year it is now?"

This is the hinterland of the Song Dynasty. Since you came here, why don’t you know the year? And why didn’t I see this house when I came here a few months ago? Obviously such a house cannot be built overnight? Wang

Yu was quite confused.

"It's early November in the fourth year of Zhiping in the Song Dynasty." Wang Anshi replied.

"Oh? Early November of the fourth year of Zhiping in the Song Dynasty?" Shen Long muttered something in his mouth, and took out an object that looked like a book about a foot long with his backhand, opened the leather cover, and revealed the smooth mirror-like surface.

He clicked his fingers on the mirror twice, and the mirror suddenly lit up, and densely packed characters immediately appeared.

"In November of the fourth year of Zhiping? So Yingzong has passed away? Now Song Shenzong is on the throne?" Shen Long muttered while looking at the characters.

"Bold!" After hearing this, Wang Xu stood up and shouted, "It's true that Yingzong just passed away, but the next sentence is a big problem. When Shenzong heard this, it was the name of the temple. The new emperor has just succeeded to the throne, so you can It's disrespectful to give someone a temple name.

"Oh, it's Meng Lang!" Shen Long quickly stood up and apologized, but this kind of problem cannot be solved with one or two apology words. Wang Anshi and his son stood up and were about to leave, saying that they had to go back and ask someone to take him to the Kaifeng government office. Asked.

When he passed the bookshelf, Wang Yu couldn't help but look back and saw that the four bookshelves on the left were written with the four characters "Classics of Classics and History". He was now facing the bookshelf with the word "History" written on it. There were thick bookshelves in it. Thick books, with "Historical Records", "Hanshu", "Later Hanshu", "Jinshu", "Songshu", "Old Tangshu", "New Tangshu", "History of the Five Dynasties", "Historical Records of the Five Dynasties", "Books of the Song Dynasty" written on the spine. "History of the Song Dynasty" and other words.

Hmm? History of the Song Dynasty? Shouldn't the history book of the Liu and Song Dynasties in the Southern Dynasties be the "Song Book"? How come there is a "Song History"? "Father, do you read this book?" Wang Yu couldn't help shouting.

"Oh? Prince Wang is interested in this History of the Song Dynasty?" Shen Long walked up and said, "It's a pity that this "History of the Song Dynasty" was written by barbarians. The content is quite crude and it is really unsightly. If you two If you are interested in the history of the Song Dynasty, you might as well read the "Records of the Song Dynasty", but I am afraid that the text is not easy to read."

Wang Zhuo looked in the direction of his finger and saw a row of thick books on the upper floor. On the spine of the books were written the three characters "Records of the Song Dynasty". Shen Long took out a book and handed it to him.

Wang Yu and Wang Anshi opened it and took a look. This book was written about events during the Qingli period of this dynasty. However, the text was very small and lacked pen and strokes. It was very difficult to read, but judging from the few contents that could be distinguished, , these things are extremely close to what they remember.

Qingli was the reign of Emperor Renzong of the Song Dynasty, which was only twenty or thirty years ago. Wang Anshi became a Jinshi in the second year of Qingli. Some of the items just mentioned were his personal experiences, so how can we tell them apart?

"This is it!" The hands of the father and son of the Wang family trembled. The unhappiness caused by the word Shenzong just now was overshadowed by this greater shock. They both turned back to look at "History of the Song Dynasty". Could it be that these books are really... My history book of the Song Dynasty?

Also, only after the demise of a dynasty will the next dynasty start compiling history books for the previous dynasty. What does he mean when he just said that this "History of the Song Dynasty" was written by barbarians? Did the Song Dynasty eventually fall to the Khitan? What?

"Sir, may I borrow this "History of the Song Dynasty" to read?" Could it be that God didn't want to see the Song Dynasty perish, so he sent immortals to help me? Wang Anshi asked tremblingly, pointing to the bookshelf.

"Today is inconvenient. I have to leave soon, but I can give you two some broken pages of "Song Dynasty Record". You can take them back and read them slowly." Shen Long tapped his finger on the mirror a few more times. I heard the white cabinet in the corner suddenly make a buzzing sound, and then spit out a few pieces of white paper.

Shen Long took out the white paper, sorted it out and handed it to Wang Anshi. "Okay, it's time for me to leave. If you two are interested, you can meet here again on the fifth day of March next year."

After saying that, Shen Long led the two of them outside the house. There was a bang and the house disappeared without a trace. Shen Long then walked away on the clouds, leaving only Wang Anshi and his son standing there blankly.

"Father, am I not dreaming?" Wang Yu raised his hand to rub his eyes, but saw that he was still holding a few pieces of white paper in his hand, and couldn't help but look over, only to see that this time the words on the paper were

It is no different from the common characters of the Song Dynasty.

"In December of the fourth year of Zhiping, at the end of Ding Dynasty, Liu Shen of Liao Dynasty was still the deputy envoy of the Privy Council, and Zhang Xiaojie, the direct bachelor of the Privy Council, was appointed as the deputy envoy of the Privy Council. In Jiyou, Xiaojie also knew the affairs of the Privy Council. Xiaojie attached himself to Yelu Yisun,

So I moved...

.....

Liang Zuo, the leader of the Xia Kingdom, died at the age of twenty-one. He was posthumously named Emperor Zhaoying, with the temple name Yizong, and was buried in Anling. Zi Bingchang came to the throne at the age of seven, and the Empress Dowager Liang became the regent.

It's the month when Han Qi arrives at Yongxing..."
Chapter completed!