When Sima Guang saw Fan Chunren, he almost didn't recognize him.
After identifying it for a long time, he asked in confusion: "Yaofu?"
The Fan Chunren I met in Luoyang back then was upright, youthful, and graceful in his years.
In a blink of an eye, the young man who had regarded himself as a junior and backward in front of him in Luoyang was already old.
Hua had hair on his temples, and Sima Guang suddenly woke up.
right……
Yaofu also knew the destiny of heaven!
Fan Chunren bowed respectfully: "Fan Chunren has met Sima Xianggong!"
Sima Guang laughed, helped Fan Chunren up, and said: "Since we parted ways in Luoyang, I haven't seen Yao Fu for more than ten years!"
"We meet again today, when Fu Dabai comes!"
Then he ordered the people on both sides to prepare wine for the banquet.
Then, he took Fan Chunren's hand, sat down in the courtyard of the official house, talked, and said: "Since I heard that the two palaces ordered Yaofu to come to Beijing to meet the saint, I have been looking forward to Yaofu.
Unexpectedly, Yaofu entered the capital so quickly!"
Fan Chunren said: "With the decree of the two palaces, I traveled non-stop on a starry night and galloped from Hezhong Mansion to Beijing..."
This time he took up his duties in Hezhong, which was the second time Fan Chunren got to know Hezhong.
The last time was in the second year of Xining. Because he opposed Wang Anshi's reform, he used Zhizhi to control the imperial edict.
After that, the place moved around for sixteen or seventeen years, and the year before last we found Hezhong again.
Over the past ten years, Fan Chunren has traveled from Hezhong to Chengdu, from Chengdu to Hezhou, Qingzhou, and then back to Hezhong.
It's like running back and forth!
It seems that he has returned to the starting point, but in fact only Fan Chunren knows what he has gained in these places?
Sixteen or seventeen years ago, Fan Chunren, a young and vigorous man who claimed to have mastered the truth in the world, died in the process of going back and forth in his duties.
Now Fan Chunren has clearly understood that the affairs of the world cannot be summed up by the four words of benevolence, righteousness and morality spoken by Confucian scholars.
"When Yaofu came to Beijing this time, did he hear about the young master's deeds on the way?" Sima Guang asked.
Fan Chunren nodded and raised his hands in the direction of the imperial city: "With the blessing of our ancestors, the common people are so lucky to have sent the Holy Lord to our court... Therefore, one day and night, we traveled day and night and came here day and night!"
It is more than 800 miles from Hezhong Prefecture to Bianjing.
Even though the official roads in this section were spacious and the transportation was convenient, it took him, Fan Chunren, less than seven days to reach Bianjing. On average, he traveled more than a hundred miles a day, which was indeed the ultimate speed for a scholar-bureaucrat.
Naturally, he was so anxious because he heard about what happened in Bianjing.
The legend of the young master greatly inspired him.
Because he is also a child prodigy!
When Fan Chunren was eight years old, he had already studied Confucian classics with Hu Yuan and Sun Fu. He understood everything he learned in one try, which attracted everyone from high to low to congratulate Fan Zhongyan.
Sima Guang nodded: "Young Master is a wise, handsome and benevolent sage. He is rare throughout the ages and is praised by both the government and the public!"
"What is particularly rare is that the young master is quite rigorous in his scholarship. Although he is young, he has already mastered the ancient scholarship..."
"Everyone in the palace said: The officials recite the sutras of the saints every morning from morning to night. Late at night, they still read the Spring and Autumn Annals before going to bed and falling asleep..."
"In addition..." Sima Guang looked at Fan Chunren and said with admiration: "The young master also read the books left by Emperor Daxing in Dacheng, and read the "Yueyang Tower" written by Wen Zhenggong in the past.
When the ministers explained the meaning, they expressed their high praise for Wen Zhenggong!"
Fan Chunren's eyes welled up with tears when he heard this. He was a filial son. When Fan Zhongyan was old, he returned to his hometown to guard Fan Zhongyan after winning the Jinshi. He served Fan Zhongyan until he was old. He stayed filial piety for three years before becoming an official.
Today, the young master Youchong already misses his father and admires the article.
This is more important than anything else to Fan Chunren!
After all, for the scholar-bureaucrats of the Song Dynasty who diligently pursued the imperial examination, in addition to obtaining official positions and fulfilling their ambitions, the biggest motivation was to gain the name of their fathers and ancestors before the emperor!
Even Fan Chunren's father, Fan Zhongyan, was a state elder and an important minister in the former dynasty.
But the young master cares about and respects his father, which is still a great honor.
This honor, for Fan Chunren, is far more exciting than using it himself and being appreciated.
He immediately bowed to the imperial palace: "My dear sir, I am so lucky that my article has entered the Holy Heart. I am so lucky! I am so lucky!"
Sima Guang nodded and smiled.
Fan Chunren has entered Beijing, and most of his worries have been relieved!
With Fan Chunren's assistance, there is nothing to fear from those dark methods in the capital!
Because Fan Chunren not only has a family background, he has followed Fan Zhongyan in various places since he was a child, and he is familiar with the ups and downs.
In these years of traveling around the world, I should have a clear understanding of government affairs, national laws and allusions.
So, while waiting for the servants to prepare the wine and food, he took Fan Chunren to drink while talking about the situation he was facing now.
Especially in the capital hall, the officials deliberately made things difficult.
When Fan Chunren heard this, he immediately said: "Don't worry, Sir, and give those documents to someone..."
"Today I can relieve my husband's worries!"
In Fan Chunren's eyes, the methods used by local subordinates to make things difficult for officials who had just taken office could be easily broken.
Because all documents have their own rules and techniques.
As long as you find this rule, you can easily find the most important ones from the vast sea of literature just like a cook trying to solve a cow's problem.
others……
They are all garbage used to pollute the eyes and ears and occupy energy!
Sima Guang was overjoyed when he heard this: "I know that as long as Yao enters the capital, Xiaoxiao can capture him!"
Seeing this, Fan Chunren suddenly remembered something.
"Sima Xianggong, why are you so embarrassed?"
"Why don't you, the elders of Bianjing, have no one to help you?"
"Especially Grand Master Wen..." Fan Chunren thought: "Such a trivial matter can be solved by just sending any disciple from Grand Master Wen..."
This is not very reasonable.
However, Fan Chunren did not think too deeply about it.
Anyway, he is going to visit these senior ministers tomorrow.
Especially Wen Yanbo, he must pay a visit!
This is a family friend of his family!
…
In Funing Hall, night has fallen.
Zhao Xu accompanied Empress Dowager Xiang to have dinner.
Because Feng Jing was in charge of the imperial chef, Zhao Xu directly controlled the imperial chef's dishes through Feng Jing.
Therefore, the quantity of the dishes at Funing Palace has been greatly reduced, but the quality has been greatly improved.
Especially the level of vegetarian food has improved by leaps and bounds.
All kinds of mushrooms and tofu were played with by the royal chefs.
Both the Empress Dowager Xiang and the Empress Dowager were very satisfied, so Feng Jing's position in the imperial kitchen was unshakable.
After dinner, mother and son talked behind the curtain of Funing Hall.
"Sixth Brother, tomorrow there will be a minister who wants to send a message..."
"Yeah!" Zhao Xu nodded.
"It's Feng Jing and Feng Shishi!" Queen Mother Xiang looked at Zhao Xu and said, "It's the golden-haired rat that Queen Mother and Mother Mother often talk about..."
"oh!"
"Sixth brother, remember, don't show any inclination in the palace tomorrow, so as not to hurt the old minister's heart!" Empress Dowager Xiang warned.
Although, she and the Empress Dowager didn't like Feng Jing very much.
But after all, Feng Jing was a veteran of the Four Dynasties, and he was also the son-in-law of the wealthy Han Gong.
The dignity of a senator must still be given.
Empress Dowager Xiang is now afraid that this child Zhao Xu is not sensible and expresses his likes and dislikes in front of the palace.
Zhao Xu smiled and said: "Don't worry, Queen Mother, I know that your Majesty is selfless!"
For Zhao Xu, it doesn’t matter what Feng Jing’s personal ethics are like? How is his character?
But they are very considerate and very knowledgeable!
When he saw something was wrong, he immediately started running away with the bucket.
How can such a person be convicted?
Must be encouraged! Must be rewarded!
So, he asked: "Mother, since you are a senior minister, what should I do according to the story?"
He pondered to the Queen Mother for a moment and said, "The story is meant to show favor!"
Feng Jing is already sixty-four this year!
He was also the first number one scholar in the Song Dynasty to pass three yuan!
Over the years, we have done quite well at the local level.
Therefore, the dignity that one should have cannot be missing from him.
"Then change your name to one of the five capitals?" Empress Dowager Xiang pondered, and said to Zhao Xu: "Since Mr. Han became Prime Minister, Henan Mansion has been in trouble..."
"Does Feng Jing know Henan Prefecture?"
Zhao Xu immediately nodded seriously like a good student: "The Queen Mother makes the final decision..."
"only……"
"I don't quite understand the difference between Heyang Prefecture and Henan Prefecture... Please ask my mother to teach me..."
Empress Dowager Xiang then briefly informed Zhao Xu about the local administrative levels of the Song Dynasty with great interest.
Like a good student, Zhao Xu listened carefully and did not interrupt. He only waited until he finished speaking to the Queen Mother and then blinked as if he had learned something new today.
The Queen Mother was very impressed by it.
So, she naturally remembered something.
"Since Feng Jing knows Henan Prefecture, his post as bachelor of Guanwen Palace may not be enough!"
"You need to be a bachelor of Guanwen Palace!"
"You can see that he is a bachelor of Wen Palace, but he can only take the post when the prime minister is away! And Feng Jing has never paid homage to the prime minister..."
"In this case, in order to praise the old minister, I can only award Feng Jingjie Yue!"
The highest treatment for a civil servant is to be granted the title of Jiedushi!
In the Song Dynasty, even if most civil servants could get the title of Jiedu, it was usually after they became official.
Only a minority among the minority, because of their status, qualifications and popularity, can be granted the title of Jiedushi before becoming official!
Among these few, there are special cases, which can serve as two degrees at the same time!
Is Feng Jing qualified to win the Jie Yue?
Queen Mother Xiang thought about it and realized that this golden-haired rat is really qualified!
Because he was a veteran of the Four Dynasties, and because he was only a few years away from becoming an official.
However, if Feng Jing is banned, Han Wei may have to give him a ban!
Two envoys at once?
There is too much movement!
Others will gossip and think that she, the Queen Mother, does not value the country's honors!
Zhao Xu looked at Queen Mother Xiang's expression and asked, "What is the Queen Mother thinking about?"
Empress Dowager Xiang glanced at Zhao Xu and said with a smile: "The Empress Mother is thinking that according to the laws of our ancestors, national titles should not be awarded to ministers lightly, lest they cause trouble!"
Zhao Xu nodded: "This is natural!"
"But if Feng Jing is taught alone...the other elders probably won't be convinced..."
Zhao Xu smiled and said: "Why doesn't the Queen Mother choose a veteran who has already served as an official, and the minister named Feng Jing, and give it to Mingjue?"
