Ouyang Xiu was truly open-minded, not just pretending. Not only did he not snub Wang Anshi because of this, but he sat down next to him and Su Xun and ordered the singer: "Pick up some cheerful tunes and sing them." He also said to the crowd: "Everyone.
Let’s have a good drink too!”
When Ouyang Xiu was young, he was a romantic child. Not only was he a good lyricist, but he also had an excellent appreciation of karaoke. Therefore, the prostitutes he trained were all aged 12 or 13, with clear voices, soft bodies, and charming faces.
As the saying goes, 'Lolita is loved by everyone, and uncles like it'. With the singing and dancing of these little girls, how can the atmosphere not be warm?
Amidst the sound of silk music, Ouyang Xiu put one hand on Wang Anshi's shoulder and held Su Xun with the other: "Come on, Jiefu, I will introduce you to a great talent. This is Su Mingyun from Shu. His "Quan"
"Book", "Lunheng" and other chapters, his rhetoric is magnificent, and he is knowledgeable about the past and the present. His talent is comparable to that of Su Qin in ancient times." He laughed and said: "Actually, why should I praise you? Today's brother Mingyun is already famous all over the capital.
,Jiefu, you must have read his article, right?"
"I've seen it." Wang Anshi nodded and said. Ouyang Xiu and Su Xun looked at him, waiting for him to comment. Unexpectedly, this man had no intention of continuing.
Seeing the two people looking at him, Wang Anshi couldn't bear to embarrass Mr. Ouyang anymore, so he cherished his words like gold and said: "The writing style is quite ancient..."
"Then what?" Ouyang Xiu was already a little overconfident, but at this moment it seemed that his chin was about to hit the ground. Unlike Wen Yanbo, Fu Bi, Han Qi and others who laughed at Su Xun's political talent, he cherished Lao Quan very much.
He is a talented person, and I very much hope that more people will recognize Su Xun.
Wang Anshi shook his head and said nothing more...
Su Xun's old-fashioned face looked particularly ugly at the moment. He suppressed his anger and didn't walk away.
"Haha..." Ouyang Xiu couldn't help but secretly blame Wang Anshi for being too rude. Even if your sister doesn't agree with other people's thoughts, her life would be ruined if she complimented her casually. He had no choice but to smooth things over and said, "Jiefu cherishes his words like gold, but he hits the mark with his words."
Lao Quan's writing style is like the green pine trees in Huashan Mountain, with its ancient meaning, which is really commendable. Nowadays, the literary style in the world is so popular that it is dominated by weirdness and astringency. It has no idea of the spirit of the article, and it is shameless to call it "Tai Xue".
Physique'! If there were more articles like Lao Quan's, I don't believe how long Taixue Physique can be rampant!"
As he spoke, he took one hand of each of them and held them together tightly. He said emotionally: "Today, the literary world needs men of great learning like Jie Fu and Mingyun to help me eliminate the evil atmosphere.
, bring clarity to the literary world!" After saying this, he said with a heavy heart: "For those who are truly talented and practical, they know a way to get ahead!"
Wang Anshi's dull face finally changed. He nodded heavily and said: "I am here today because I respect Ouyang Gong for his ability to overcome all opinions and reform his writing style!" After speaking, he picked up the wine glass and said, "I will make an exception for this drink.
, I hope Ouyang Gong can sweep away the dangerous and strange writing style of modern times and revive the style of the imperial court!"
Over there, Su Xun also picked up the wine glass and said excitedly: "The public move is actually to reverse the decline of hundreds of rivers and put an end to the heresy of the ages. It allows the gentle and righteous spirit to spread the wings of the road and support people's hearts!"
Both of them drank it all in one gulp, which made Ouyang Xiu extremely happy and laughed loudly.
These two men are both true-hearted and have never known how to pretend in their lives. They really admire Ouyang Gong and sincerely hope that his ancient prose movement will succeed! But their starting points are different... In Su Laoquan, he sought fame for twenty years, but he failed
In front of this damn Taixue body, even if he never enters the examination room again, he is still willing to see this thing go to hell. He thinks that his son will clear the way for people like him who have no talent in the world, so that they can get ahead.
On Wang Anshi's side, he deeply hated the influence of the Taixue style on today's imperial official documents. Scholars only wrote things that no one could understand, but officials who were responsible for the country also wrote that kind of thing.
The official documents are engraved in parallel and are difficult to understand, as if people can understand them at a glance, which shows that they are not good at it.
This is no longer a cultural problem, but will seriously affect the efficiency of government work and even cause irreparable mistakes.
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Seeing that both of them strongly supported him, Ouyang Xiu felt like a fire was burning in his heart. He drank one cup after another and told them about the golden years...
At that time, I was still in my prime, surrounded by the equally young Fan Zhongyan, Fu Bi, Du Yan, Du Xun, Su Shunqin, Wang Zhu, Mei Yaochen, Wang Yirou and other passionate and talented young people. They criticized Fang
Qiu, they were impassioned and determined to help the country, reform the old and establish the new, for the prosperity of the Song Dynasty, for the well-being of the people, and to be worthy of their talents!
However, the ideal flower withered before it bloomed, and now only Mei Yaochen and himself were left to survive among their former comrades. And the end of everything actually resulted from a drunken rant among young talents. The Prime Minister in the Palace, gathered
Wang Yirou, the virtuous school administrator, took advantage of the drunkenness to get excited and wrote this poem:
"He was lying drunk at the North Pole and was sent to the emperor to support him; Duke Zhou and Confucius drove him into slavery!"
Such outrageous and disrespectful verses were naturally caught by the political opponents and made a big fuss, which eventually made the officials furious. Not only did they denounce all the people attending the reception, but also Du Yan, Fu Bi, Fan Zhongyan, Han Qi and others.
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The short-lived Qingli New Deal fell into the dust and became a lamentable past event. Every time he thought about this incident, Ouyang Xiu couldn't help himself. He first cursed Wang Gongchen and those scoundrels, who were sinister and despicable. Then he sighed at Wang Yirou.
, people like Su Shunqin are young and frivolous.
"Jiefu, did you accept their lesson and stop drinking?" Ouyang Xiu grabbed Wang Anshi's hand tightly and said loudly: "Okay, you are better than me, better than all of us!"
"Mr. Ouyang, you are drunk." Wang Anshi whispered.
"No, I'm not drunk, I know it in my heart." Ouyang Xiu stared at Wang Anshi with blazing eyes and said: "Han Chiguo is right, your talent is as good as anyone's. Do you know which of your poems I like best? I love it the most.
I like the song "Hebei People" that you wrote in the sixth year of Qingli." After that, he recited loudly:
"Every family's adopted son learns farming and weaving, but loses to the officials and family affairs of the barbarians. This year there is a severe drought, and the states and counties are still urging them to work as river servants! The old and the young come to the south to depend on each other, and the southerners have nothing to eat in the good years. The sky and the earth are so sad that the day is dark, and the roadside
Those who have passed have no color. If your life is not as good as in Zhenguan, you will be fighting for millet and counting money, but there will be no soldiers!"
"'Every family's adopted son learns farming and weaving, but loses to the officials and barbarians.' This is a good poem that has the true meaning of Du Gongbu! A real poem!" Ouyang Xiu raised his wine glass and said loudly: "Jiefu, you are a real person!"
What a surprise!" After that, he drank the glass of wine, then tilted his head, let go and smashed the wine cup, but he made a loud snoring sound...
Everyone couldn't help but smile and said with a smile: "The reputation of a drunkard is indeed true!"
Watching Ouyang Xiu being helped down by his family, Wang Anshi remained motionless and only paid tribute to him with blazing eyes. The reason why he had been in love with the place for a long time and was reluctant to enter the imperial court was not because, as mentioned in the memorial, the capital Migui could not afford to live.
It is not just a matter of fame and reputation as speculated by many people with dirty minds. In fact, the reason is very simple. In the local area, he can do things and benefit a party, but when he returns to the sticky, quagmire-like officialdom of the capital, he will immediately feel helpless and can't do anything.
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This is definitely not a wild guess. My experience in the past six months since I came to Beijing is the best proof.
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In May of last year, Wang Anshi finally went to Beijing to serve as the judge of the Qunmu Department despite repeated calls. Shortly after taking office, he discovered that the accounts of the Qunmu Department were in chaos and had serious loopholes, so he requested an immediate audit of the accounts. As a result, Qunmu was criticized.
There was strong opposition from the superiors and subordinates. From Han Ping, the governor, to the petty officials below, they tried their best to stop him, using both soft and hard tactics.
However, Wang Anshi's hardness is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. He withstood the pressure of the entire supervisor. Not only did he not shrink back, he also shouldered everyone's errands... Although the disaster relief was at that time, the work was relatively single, but it was still complicated.
It's so complicated that more than ten or twenty people can't finish it.
Seeing that he could not win the war through people's war, Han Ping had no choice but to complain to Wen Yanbo. Who knew that Wen Yanbo sent Wang Anshi to the Qunmu Division, intending to use this hard bone to stir up the troubled Qunmu Division.
However, Han Ping is Han Qi's cousin, so he still has to give face. In the end, Wen Xianggong reconciled with Xini in disgrace, and both parties took a step back - not comprehensively checking the accounts, but only checking one department under his jurisdiction. If there are problems, they will check again.
elsewhere.
In the end, Guangping Prison, located on Hebei Road, became the unlucky guy. After investigation, Guangping Prison was located in Xingzhou, Mingzhou, and Zhaozhou on Hebei Road, occupying a total of 15,000 hectares of private land and raising 13,600 horses.
Hundreds of horses, with an average of 110 acres per horse. According to the archives of the early Republic of China, Guangping Prison only occupied an area of 4,500 acres at that time, but raised 15,000 horses. On average, each horse occupied an area of 110 acres.
Only thirty acres.
Was it the military horses of the Song Dynasty that suddenly became big eaters, with their food intake tripled? Or was it that the pastures in Guangping Prison had deteriorated? Wang Anshi went to investigate in person and found that both sides of the Zhang River were still lush and watery. And during this trip
, he also discovered the secret - the pastures where horses were raised have turned into the farmlands of powerful families. The farmlands are increasing day by day, and the pastures are shrinking, which is why the current situation has occurred.
Needless to say, these farms hidden in the racecourse are not taxable.
After mastering the conclusive evidence, Wang Anshi exposed the matter, but the court only removed the prefect of Guangping Prison and an interrogation officer from Qunmu Department. They also ordered an investigation of the embezzlement, but everyone knew that the investigation
Come and investigate, this matter will definitely be settled...
And Han Ping, the governor of the capital, was transferred to the third department as the deputy salt and iron envoy. Although it was a flat transfer, he was in charge of the world's salt and iron patents and was more powerful than the Qunmu department. Where can you tell people to reason!
As for the original agreement to continue investigating other prisoners, it was no surprise that nothing happened...