Han Jiayan strolled among them, with his son Han Jinsun by his side.
The prince-in-law was walking and suddenly said: "The Lin family hasn't asked a matchmaker to come to propose marriage?"
Han Jinsun shook his head: "No."
Han Jiayan said calmly: "Young people are arrogant and arrogant, and they still refuse to give in after suffering a loss!"
Han Jinsun sneered and said: "In my opinion, these father and son are ignorant people. A direct commander in the Linyuan Scenic Area can marry my Han family. It is a blessing accumulated over several lifetimes. To him.
If the opportunity fails, then don’t blame us for being ruthless!”
Han Jiayan said: "There is no need to form a deadly feud, just to prevent Lin Chong's academy from opening. The source of Jinshi students in Hebei must not be allowed to be interfered with by outsiders!"
The imperial examinations in the Song Dynasty had achieved relative fairness, but absolute fairness was impossible. For example, there were also regional biases. People in the north often had fewer educational resources, but they were more likely to be taken care of than people in the south.
For example, during the Zhenzong Dynasty, there was a Shandong man and a Jiangxi man competing for the No. 1 Scholarship. Kou Zhun bluntly said that "people from the southern country are not suitable for Kuedosi." There was also a Hebei man Zhang Cun, who was also Sima Guang's father-in-law later, who once participated in the competition.
He made great achievements in the battle to defend the city, and was admitted as a Jinshi in the second year. Some people were jealous that "Zhang Cun liberated the whirlwind cannon, and Ren Bian was able to burn kerosene." They mocked Zhang Cun for becoming a Jinshi by fighting and had no real talent or learning.
Not to mention whether this kind of irony is ironic or not, for a long time, if the scholars from the north and the south were almost the same, there would be a preference for admission to people from the north. Although there is no such big tendency now, the Han family in Xiangzhou is still keen to grasp the direction of the wind.
, know how to make Hebei candidates as profitable as possible.
To put it bluntly, it is still science. The techniques of imperial examinations cover all aspects, including political policies.
"The North has been without war for a long time, and its political status will inevitably gradually decline. If we, the Han family, want to maintain our family status, we must pay close attention to education internally and produce scholars in large numbers. Externally, we must expand our influence and establish a chamber of commerce!"
Han Jiayan's thinking was clear and he pondered: "The examination at Sui'an Academy is a good way. What do you think?"
Han Jinsun's expression changed: "Father, I don't think so. There are also assessments in major academies in the world, but you need to become a disciple of a certain great Confucian before the assessment can be conducted. You have to take the exam when you are admitted. Wouldn't it push the source of students out?"
Han Jiayan was immersed in his own thoughts and did not notice his son's expression: "This is indeed the case in ordinary academies, but our Han family's academy in Xiangzhou has no shortage of students. On the contrary, we have to supervise students and eliminate some people who are just doing nothing. After all,
My Han family rules, culture and education must be fair and just, those who are capable should be promoted and those who are mediocre should be demoted!"
Han Jinsun remained silent.
Han Jiayan has decided to absorb the good points of Sui'an Academy, secretly teach the "Three Character Classic" to young children, and then use the "Three Years and Five Years" model to increase examinations to enhance the competitiveness of the survival of the fittest.
"The First Clan"
After having ideas about culture and education, he became concerned about the Chamber of Commerce: "How is the Anyang Guild?"
Han Jinsun said: "Ever since Wang Jiying assassinated his concubine and was exiled, the second brother has been marching forward with great success. The Wang family has been retreating steadily, and they can no longer resist it!"
Han Misun was born to Han Qi's other son Han Duanyan. He had always had a business acumen. He established the Anyang Guild early and monopolized the business in Xiangzhou. It was Han Misun who proposed to take advantage of Hou's morale to remove the guild.
, let Anyang Guild fill the vacancy and become one of the six major chambers of commerce.
Han Jiayan was worried, and warned in a solemn voice: "Wang Jizhong is much more difficult to deal with than Wang Jiying. Wang Jiying was killed by bandits, and Li Gong's body was completely damaged. I am afraid that the direction of the wind will change. You must be cautious."
Some, during this period, Wang must not be caught!"
Han Jinsun wrote down: "Father, I understand!"
Han Jiayan lowered his voice subconsciously: "The private market should be more restrained. If the Wang family is dead and the net is broken, we can get out in time!"
Han Jinsun's expression changed slightly: "Isn't that what it is... We are not going to force them to death, are we?"
Han Jiayan said: "It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. This is the truth. Now the situation is unpredictable. Everything must be taken just in case. Don't be careless!"
The mutual trade between Song Dynasty and Liao Dynasty first started in the second year of Taiping Xingguo. At that time, Zhao Guangyi was still Zhao Guangyi. The Song Dynasty began to set up negotiations and traded incense, rhinoceros, elephants and tea with the Liao Kingdom. Later, the two countries went to war and the mutual trade could not be stopped.
With Tong, Zhao Guangyi also became the God of Carriage on the Gaoliang River.
It was not until more than thirty years later, in the second year of Jingde, in 1005 AD, after the Song and Liao Dynasties signed the Chanyuan Alliance, that they began to set up forays in the places where Xiongzhou, Bazhou, Ansu Army, and Guangxin Army were stationed in Hebei Province.
Not only selling the above items, but also selling cloth, lacquerware, japonica and glutinous rice and other goods.
The Liao Kingdom sold silver coins, cloth, sheep, horses, camels, etc. There is no doubt that in terms of trade, the surrounding ethnic groups cannot match the Han people, so the Song Dynasty exported more than 400,000 coins every year.
From the perspective of economic benefits alone, the Chanyuan Alliance is very cost-effective. The annual coins are earned from the Liao people, and the wool comes from the sheep.
Of course, just as there were many private markets on the Song-Xia border, there were even more private markets on the Song-Liao border. Many people wanted to divide up such a huge piece of cake. The Northern Army took a big bite, and the Han family also took a big bite.
It turns out that everyone has an agreed-upon and tacit ratio. Now that the Anyang Guild wants to grow stronger, it is ready to change this ratio, which is why the most acute contradiction arises.
The Han family is not going to do everything right and not give any benefit to the Northern Army soldiers, but everyone wants to enjoy it and everyone is not willing to tighten their belts to live, so why not fight?
Logically speaking, it is true that everything will not be a dead end, but the Han family has been in Xiangzhou for so long, and they have long known that everything cannot be just based on reason. When they are arguing about many things, both sides will become red-eyed and do many irrational things.
So Han Jiayan gave many instructions in detail, and Han Jinsun wrote them down carefully, respectfully sent his father off, left Wanji Hall, and headed to his home.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! His mansion covers an area of several hundred acres, with eleven couplets and one hundred and six rooms. They can only be seen on one side of the entire alley outside.
Sometimes it takes a long time to walk through the corridors and alleys at home, and I even want to go there on horseback.
Only this time, Han Jinsun was carefully served by his servants, walking slowly with his eyes twinkling.
This thought was interrupted until a gust of fragrant wind blew towards me: "Ms. sir, why don't you take a look at my house?"
Listening to the warm words and feeling the exquisite and graceful body pressing against him, in the past Han Jinsun would have smiled at this new twenty-nine-room concubine, but now he felt more and more irritable and waved his hand fiercely.
:"go away!"
"ah!"
The woman fell to the ground and screamed in pain. Not far away, the beautiful concubine who wanted to pounce on her to act coquettishly stopped and became silent. Han Jinsun walked over with a straight face and said in a hateful voice: "It's all you who are asking for too much, otherwise I would
Why do you need... Humph!
"
All the way back to the inner house angrily, Han Jinsun heard the sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures in the distance. Han Jinsun knew that this was his wife Cui, who was worshiping the Buddha again.
Han Qi didn't have a good impression of Buddhism in the first place. In addition, in Xiangzhou, the only place that could compete with the Han family for land was the Buddhist temple, which made the whole family even more disgusted.
Even not just in Xiangzhou, but in all states and counties in the world, the landowners who occupy the largest area and own the most land are often not wealthy officials, but Buddhist temples. With the constant donations from believers, an ordinary temple can purchase dozens of acres.
Or even hundreds of hectares of fields, how can it be embarrassing for them to study hard and work hard to pass the imperial examination?
But today, Han Jinsun thought about it and walked in to his wife's side.
Mrs. Cui, who was dressed in plain robes, was clasping her hands together and muttering sutras. When she heard the noise, she opened her eyes and looked at the husband with a questioning expression.
Han Jinsun waved his hand, and the monks and attendants immediately retreated, and then he said: "Father wants to introduce examinations in major academies to select students!"
Mrs. Cui said calmly: "I have warned the officials a long time ago that culture and education are the foundation of the family, and you should not put your hands in it..."
Han Jinsun said irritably: "What's the use of talking about this now? If every room doesn't pinch its own piece tightly,
I wouldn’t do that in the academy. Now the problem is how to solve it. Once the internal examination is held, those who are just pretending to be fake will no longer be able to hide it!"
Mrs. Cui fell silent: "In my opinion, the official can go to my father to admit his mistake, and he will suppress the matter."
Han Jinsun said angrily: "Then I won't be able to hold the position of head of the family. Do I need you to teach me this method?"
Ms. Cui said no more and clasped her hands together: "Amitabha!"
Han Jinsun got up bitterly and left with a flutter of sleeves. As soon as he left the inner house, he saw the book boy coming to report: "Alang, Chai Yameni has brought a greeting card and agreed..."
Han Jinsun was furious and immediately said: "Push it away! What kind of yamen is this Chai Jin? Do the descendants of the Later Zhou Dynasty really think that anyone would recognize the iron coupon of the alchemy book? It's a joke!"
The book boy didn't dare to say anything and stepped back.
Thinking that Chai Jin interacted with Ah Lang on weekdays and respected him a lot, but was treated with such contempt behind his back, he couldn't help but feel a little unworthy of the young man.
Of course, he is more worried about his own safety. This Ah Lang is moody, but he has killed many servants, so he himself will be in danger.
After anxiously writing a reply to Chai Jin, the book boy thought about it and decided to send it to his door.
“Selling divination to make a living and telling people’s fortunes!”
However, just after leaving the backyard gate, a clear voice came, and he heard the sound and looked over.
I saw a man wearing a white silk Taoist uniform, holding a bell and pestle in his right hand, and holding a paper sign in his left hand, which read: "Talking about fate and heaven, one or two gold hexagrams."
Han Jinsun did not believe in Buddhism, nor did he believe in fate, but the book boy believed in this very firmly. In addition, the fortune teller had a fair face and elegant appearance. He did not look like a deceiver at first glance. After a moment of hesitation, he finally stepped forward: