The Happy Life of Small Officials in Northern Song Dynasty

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Reuniting with an old friend in Fenglou, there are naturally endless farewell stories and endless joys. Bao Zheng is like a serious brother, tortured Su Jin's details in the courtyard one by one, accusing Su Jin of all the details. Relegation and disobedience, praise and approval, and speeches contain ardent expectations for Su Jin.

When talking about Su Jin's upcoming entry to Beijing, unexpectedly, Bao Zheng strongly agreed, which made Su Jin a little strange.

"The purpose of becoming an official is to serve the imperial court and benefit the people. Since the Holy Majesty wants you to share the worries of the imperial court before entering the official position, it is a compliment to you, and it is also your good fortune. Looking at the world, how many people can do it with the same honor? As a commoner, you were received by the Holy Majesty, and entrusted with important affairs of the court, you, Su Jin, are No. 1." Bao Zheng said.

"However, I'm worried that my studies will be wasted and I won't rank in the imperial examination. The gains will outweigh the losses. The masters of the academy are also worried about this." Su Jin said.

"Stupid words! Awareness is the first choice for the way of learning. There are less than one in ten students who can enter various colleges in the world. According to you, isn't it only the students of the college who can be admitted? I, Bao Zheng, have never been admitted for a day. In a government school, my father taught me to read and write since I was a child, and I didn’t even hire a teacher. Didn’t Bao get a Jinshi? It’s all up to you. If you really study hard, why bother to study hard in the academy? Everything is a teacher, among other things, Mr. Yan is in the capital, if you have any questions, can you ask him for advice?"

Bao Zheng scolded Su Jin, just like scolding his own nephew. None of the people in the seat had ever seen Su Jin act like a good boy with such high eyebrows and drooping eyes. No one in the seat, including Yan Shu, knew Su Jin He has a stubborn temper, but this kid bowed his head and ears in front of Bao Zheng.

Bao Zheng continued: "If you don't seek a deep understanding after reading it, it will be useless for you to gather all the famous teachers from all over the world, so don't use these words as an excuse for yourself. Because of hard work."

Su Jin was so depressed that he was dying. When you first entered Yingtian Academy, you and Lu Tixue both said that Yingtian Academy was so good and it was good to go there. Now you said that it doesn’t matter whether you can enter the school or not. In the past few years, the grown-ups kept saying things over and over again, which made people wonder what to do.

However, Su Jin also admits that Bao Zheng's words are reasonable, he himself is the proof, and in Su Jin's experience, all the high schools in Su Jin's small town in later generations are rubbish schools except No. [-] Middle School. There are folk songs circulating: the first middle school produces talented people, the second middle school produces prodigal sons, the third middle school produces bitches, and the fourth middle school produces ruffians; Su Jin is in the third middle school where a lot of bitches are born, but every year the city's top students in the college entrance examination happen to be here A garbage school where a few prodigal sons, whores, and ruffians gather. As the No. [-] Middle School with the best conditions, the strongest teachers, and the strongest academic style, although the proportion of students entering higher schools is not small, there are not many top-notch ones. Evidence for Bao Zheng's remarks.

"The thing I'm most worried about now is not your academic problems, but whether you can handle this errand well." Bao Zheng furrowed his brows with deep concern.

Yan Shu said with a smile: "Su Jin is very clever. I believe he has a way to solve this problem. Earlier, the old man was worrying about the lack of food. It was he who pointed out a way to raise food. The old man was stuck in a traffic jam that day." On the street, Su Jin had an ingenious plan in just a moment, allowing the old man to convey his will smoothly, which strengthened my confidence in him."

Bao Zheng said with a dark face: "Lord Yan, forgive Bao for speaking bluntly, but you are a little too fond of him. Are you afraid of killing him if you go on like this? The matter of raising food is no small matter, and it is not a matter of being clever. It is complicated. Personnel disputes, if you can't complete the errands assigned by the court, it's fine, I'm afraid that if it involves huge profits, it will cause more troubles, and maybe even lose your life."

Everyone knows that Bao Zheng is by no means alarmist, Yan Shu pondered: "There will definitely be troubles, but if the matter is easy, why did the old man recommend him to do it? I have already made it clear to the emperor that this matter is difficult. , can not be convicted because of this, and the old man sits in town, Su Jin will give whatever support he wants, and try his best to help him, just hope to take this opportunity to let him complete this great event; besides, this matter can be said to be related to Jiangshan Sheji If you are from the south, you should know that the drought is raging this year. If it is true that the frontier army lacks food and the people in the country are in chaos due to lack of food, this is not comparable to other things. This is a disaster of subjugation and extinction. "

Bao Zheng said: "Then you bet your treasure on Su Jin, an inexperienced young man? Isn't this a gamble? Could it be that your third envoy cannot come forward to handle this matter? This is your duty."

Yan Shu got up to help Bao Zheng make a cup of tea and said, "I know you have asked this question, and many people don't understand. They are all under the eyes of everyone, and the matter of raising food this time is as inextricably linked as Mr. Bao said. As long as the old man makes a move, news will inevitably spread everywhere in Beijing. A deep or shallow connection, wouldn't this tell them to prepare early?"

Bao Zheng nodded and said: "This is the truth. Collusion between officials and businessmen is now flourishing. In the past, many businessmen took advantage of the news to make a fortune. The lower officials heard that the salt dumping scandal broke out in central Beijing in March. It was because someone tipped the news. It started when the imperial court took the salt business into the state-owned business beforehand. Xuji Tun salt was 20 catties tall, and made a fortune in the private market. Later, he bit it out because of the uneven distribution of the spoils; I was so angry that I didn't eat for three days; what my lord is worrying about is true."

Yan Shu nodded and said, "It's good that you know. Now that Su Jin has reminded me, the old man has also made rough statistics. There is not much food in the market, but these merchants hoard an astonishing amount of food. They want to take advantage of the sluggishness of the next spring." To make money in national calamity; the criminal system of the Great Song Dynasty clearly stipulates that those who hoard their property will be fined and exiled. With such a severe punishment, some people still take risks. It can be seen that firstly, it is driven by profit, and secondly, it is because they have nothing to fear."

Bao Zheng was silent and sighed deeply.

"In the first year of Ming Dao, the situation of flooding in the two lakes was almost the same as it is now; the third department also did this to clean up the hoarding of Jian merchants, but it was only mentioned in the court meeting, and some officials sniffed out the wind and released the news. As a result, the action of the third division was frustrated and a lot of manpower was spent. In the end, only 130 million shi was confiscated, which became a joke; the envoy of the third division at that time, Mr. Xie, also took the blame and resigned. Since the old man wants to do it, how can we allow such a thing to happen again?"

"The reason why the emperor summoned Su Jin is, firstly, he is the initiator of this food raising proposal. The emperor wants to see him, which shows that the emperor has been worried about this matter for a long time, otherwise he would never ask the common people about such a big matter; Second, in Yingtian Mansion, Su Jin got the grandpa entrusted him with a dream to promulgate the stele. The old man guessed that the emperor had to ignore this matter; but the old man recommended Su Jin to help with this matter. It has nothing to do with it, besides, this son has the style of a general, he will become a great weapon after a bit of hard work, the old man is [-]% sure about this matter, and Su Jin will be [-]% sure, why not do it?"

Yan Shu's analysis was clear and logical, full of confidence.

"Your Excellency thinks so much of Su Jin?" Bao Zheng looked sideways at Su Jin, but it was Yan Shu who asked.

It was the first time that Su Jin was talked about face to face, but he didn't have the opportunity to speak. He turned the teacup boredly, staring at the picture of a magpie climbing a plum to find fault; And Yan Shu, listening with great interest.

"Master Bao, don't you think that Su Jin will become a great weapon? Then why did you become his recommender when you have never met before, and then wrote to me boasting that his future is limitless?"

"This...Bao is afraid that we are too impatient and seem to be backfired."

"Gan Luo twelve is the prime minister, Su Jin sixteen, can't he still bear the burden? You have to be famous early, isn't everyone like you before becoming an official at the age of forty?"

Bao Zheng was speechless, his words were so sharp that he couldn't resist Yan Shu's eloquent tongue.

Su Jin thought to himself, you are thinking too far, you have arranged my life without my consent, if I tell you, I agree to this to earn capital and ask the emperor to open Jinkou to dissolve Biyun's engagement If so, you two are probably going to vomit blood on the spot.

As for the national crisis, it's just a matter of solving it incidentally.