Hearing the old man calling Uncle Zhao by his real name "Zhao Zhi", Shen Yi was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the old man.
He looks to be about seventy years old, and his hair is mostly white and even a little messy.
In the civil service circle, there are many rules. For example, among equals, they usually call each other by their first names. Even elders rarely address juniors by their first names.
Unless there is a grudge, it is impossible to call someone by his real name.
And Zhao Changping is Zhang Jian's teacher. In front of Zhang Jian, even an enemy cannot call him that.
Shen Yi turned his head and glanced at Zhang Jian.
The latter was not angry, but smiling.
Shen Yi was thoughtful.
As far as he knew, there was no prime minister named Liu in Zhongshu, which meant that the old man in front of him was not the prime minister, and Shen Yi, who was born in Ganquan Academy, did not remember any seniors named Liu in the academy.
Then, there is only one possibility.
Shen Yi turned around, bowed slightly and raised his hands: "Shen Yi, who is a junior in Jiangdu, came to see Mr. Liu."
Liu Jizhang, Minister of Household Affairs, Zhao Changping’s immediate boss.
And he has been his immediate boss for more than ten years.
Given his status, it is perfectly normal for him to call Zhao Changping by his real name in a joking way.
After hearing Shen Yi's words, Prime Minister Zhang Jing placed a piece on the chessboard and smiled heartily.
"Look at how powerful Mr. Zhao's descendants are. He can reveal your origins with just one sentence."
Liu Shangshu will be serving as an official next month. He was not angry when he heard this. He just glanced at Shen Yi and said with a smile: "This boy does have some aura. This Ganquan Academy has gone crazy. Over the past few decades, talents have emerged in large numbers. Whenever I have free time, I must go there and see what’s strange there.”
"Isn't it?"
Zhang Xiang smiled and said: "Shilang Zhao, who was born in Ganquan Academy, will soon drive your old boss back to his hometown to farm."
"Nonsense."
Liu Shangshu snorted: "I took the initiative to become an official."
He smoothed the beard under his chin and said with a smile: "If I'm so shameless and don't move, that kid will have to work hard for me for several years."
Liu Shangshu has grown older in recent years, and has gradually become unable to handle matters in the court. Zhao Changping is often doing the work, which is regarded as a deputy doing the main work.
For this reason, when Zhang Jian was in front of Zhao Changping, he once joked that one day he would beat Old Man Liu and ask him to obediently give up his position as Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.
Hearing Liu Jizhang's words, Zhang Jing stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Shilang Zhao has enough qualifications and talents, but you can't suppress him anymore. If you don't obediently move your position and give him the position of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, I'm afraid he won't be the Minister this year." I’m about to enter Zhongshu to pay my respects to the prime minister.”
When it came to paying homage to the Prime Minister, Old Man Liu looked unhappy: "What's so great about paying homage to the Prime Minister? You prime ministers like you in the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, when you open your eyes every day, you just ask me for money from the Ministry of Revenue. Apart from asking for money, there is nothing else. ."
The two old men bickered with each other, and after a while the game of chess was finished. Liu Jizhang won Zhang Xiang's eyes and laughed happily.
The old man stood up from his chair, turned his head and looked at Shen Yi seriously, and said, "He is indeed a handsome young man."
He stroked the beard under his chin and said with a smile: "After the results were released this year, I learned that Ganquan Academy had a young Jinshi. I once asked Zhao Zhi to be a matchmaker and choose one of the granddaughters from my family. Here you go, who knew that boy Zhao Zhi has a stubborn temper and refuses to agree to his life or death."
Liu Shangshu looked at Shen Yi and said with a smile, "Hasn't Zhao Zhi mentioned this to you?"
Shen Yi quickly shook his head: "No."
Liu Shangshu snorted: "I guessed it right away."
The old man looked at Shen Yi and asked, "I heard that you were engaged to the daughter of Lu Anshi's family a few days ago, right?"
Shen Yi lowered his head and said yes.
"This means that the rich water does not flow to outsiders' fields."
Liu Shangshu curled his lips and said: "That boy is reluctant to take out a good young man from Ganquan Academy."
"It's really confusing."
Liu Shangshu said with a half-joking smile: "A young scholar like you is very popular in Jiankang. If you are taken out to get married, Ganquan Academy can become even stronger. Who knows..."
When he said this, Zhang Jing coughed and frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about in front of children? You are a lot older, and you don't look like an elder at all."
With that said, Zhang Jing stood up with the support of Zhang Jian, looked at Shen Yi, and said with a smile: "Is that Zi Heng?"
"Ignore this weird old man and go to my study to talk."
After that, the old man left with the help of Zhang Jian.
Shen Yi turned around and bowed his hand to Liu Shangshu, and then followed Zhang Jian to Prime Minister Zhang's study.
Prime Minister Zhang's study is huge.
It is larger than any study room Shen Yi has ever seen.
Judging from the appearance, the prime minister should have opened up several rooms to create such a huge study.
There are two wooden pillars in the study room. The pillars were painted with black paint. At some point, two lines of poetry were carved on the black paint.
The spring breeze turns green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
Shen Yi looked at the two wooden pillars and said nothing for a long time.
Zhang Xiang sat down in his seat.
"I had someone carve it last year. I like these two sentences very much."
The old man stroked his beard and said in a calm voice: "I am seventy years old this year. When I was young, I grew up in the north."
Shen Yi turned around, bowed his head slightly and said to the old Prime Minister: "I occasionally got a few sentences, which made the Prime Minister laugh."
"I'm not smiling."
Zhang Jing sat on the chair and let out a long sigh: "When I heard this sentence last year, I cried for a long time in the study. I just cried very carefully, not daring to let anyone hear it."
As he said that, the old man pointed to a few books on his table and said slowly: "I heard that Dasun said you were coming today. Last night I found a few books on the bookshelf and gave them to you as gifts. "
Zhang Jian quickly took a few books on the table and handed them to Shen Yi.
Shen Yi took it with both hands.
The top one is "Dachen Geographic Map"
The following books are covered by this geographical atlas and cannot be seen.
"Sixty years ago, when the land of China was sinking, Emperor Sejong went south. The whole court felt it was a great shame and humiliation, and they determined to regain the lost land and return the old capital."
"At that time, everyone thought that given time, the imperial court would be able to drive away the Huru."
The old prime minister said in a gloomy tone: "During the reign of Emperor Xianzong, the imperial court defeated the Hu people several times, and everyone in the imperial court thought that we could expel the Hu barbarians in the Northern Expedition and return the old capital."
"At that time, I had just become a Jinshi, and I was so high-spirited that I wished I could pick up my sword and march north to defeat the bandits."
When he said these words, old Xiangguo's eyes shone with light.
This light gradually dimmed.
"Later, the voice of the Northern Expedition in the court became weaker and weaker."
"Gradually, no one mentioned these two words."
"Gradually, many people have forgotten these two words."
Zhang Jing said in a deep tone: "Gradually, some people in the court began to propose establishing Jiankang as the new capital."
He looked up at Shen Yi, his tone old and a little sad.
"My generation is already the last generation of northerners."
"A hundred years from now, most people of my generation will have forgotten what the north is like."
Zhang Jing looked at Shen Yi quietly: "Until you appear, Shen Ziheng."
Until the spring breeze turns green on the south bank of the river, and when the bright moon shines, I will still appear in Jiankang.
That day, countless elderly immigrants from the South were sitting in front of their homes, sitting on the ground, lying on their beds, howling and crying.
Zhang Jing opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he let out a long sigh and did not continue.
This responsibility is too heavy.
Their generation, and even previous generations, have not taken up the responsibility. There is no reason to force this responsibility on the shoulders of a young person.
The thousand words of the old Prime Minister finally turned into one sentence.
"If you have time, come to Zhang's house and walk around more often."
Shen Yi lowered his head silently and said, "Junior, I obey."
A smile appeared on the old Xiangguo's face.
"Young people are busy with things, so the old man won't keep you much longer, Jian'er."