A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 98: Yixinhui? No, it's Qinglong Mutual Aid Study Group (Part )
Wang Xiuyong did not wait for the hangover soup.

Because Tao Hong just took his recipe and didn't cook it.

However, Zhang Fangping woke up and washed up, and saw that there was an extra person in Song Xuan's room.

He always knew how quickly Song Xuan made friends, so he stepped forward to greet him and introduced himself to him.

Wang Xiuyong didn't dare to tell others what he had just said to Song Xuan.

Who knows if they can keep Song Xuan’s secret?

After all, Dou Chou's position is higher than that of the prime minister, and his power is really not small.

Not everyone has the courage to face it.

It was Song Xuan who took the initiative to tell Zhang Fangping the purpose of Wang Xiuyong's visit.

"So brave."

Zhang Fangping knew clearly that it was Song Xuan who sent someone to break Dou Han's leg.

But he didn't expect that Dou couldn't catch anyone else, so he planned to catch the twelfth brother to take the blame and vent his anger, and by a coincidence he found the right one.

Zhang Fangping first slammed the table fiercely, then saluted Wang Xiuyong:

"Thank you, Brother Wang, for sharing this secret. It allows Brother Twelve to prepare."

Wang Xiuyong had no choice but to accept this.

He discovered that Song Xuan was really from the countryside.

I wonder how many ways those powerful people in Tokyo have to bully people!

They don't even need to confront you head-on, just greet an official.

The lower-level official can then ask another lower-level official to help, and by outsourcing the work layer by layer, this small matter can be taken care of.

Even if some directional results are finally found, someone will take the blame.

He would never approach the senior official who initially hinted at this intention.

"Twelfth Brother." Zhang Fangping calmed down a bit.
"Let's wait for the college admission results to come out before making any plans."

He didn't want to say anything in front of Wang Xiuyong.

What if Dou Chou deliberately let others hear it in order to lure Song Xuan into a trap so that he could catch him in the trap?

"Could it be that Brother Twelve wants to admit his mistake?"

Wang Xiuyong asked about the idea that he was most reluctant to think about.

"Hahaha." Song Xuan laughed enough before replying to Wang Xiuyong solemnly:
"My dear nephew, let me teach you a lesson I've been taught since childhood: Compromise and surrender lead to death. Only by fighting to the end can you achieve a bright future!"

"I still say the same thing. Don't even mention that he is a prime minister. Even if he is, I am not afraid of him."

"Since I was a child, I have experienced everything from walking on thin ice to licking blood on the edge of a knife. Now I see these things as just a little bit of wind and frost. These are trivial matters, not worth worrying about and losing your appetite."

Wang Xiuyong suddenly realized that the decision made by his father was correct.

Song Xuan's intelligence is not as shallow as his age.

It is not something that an ordinary person could say, that compromise and surrender will only lead to death.

Most people choose to bow their heads and kneel before those with backgrounds.

It has been like this since ancient times, right?
But Song Shier said, "I just won't do that!"

This kind of personality is exactly what I am willing to pursue!
and many more.

I can understand why Song Shier said that he has been walking on thin ice since he was a child.

What did he mean when he said he licked blood from the tip of a knife?
Song Xuan seemed to be comforting Wang Xiuyong:
"Nephew, even if Dou Chou wants to frame me as the mastermind, he'll have to spend time finding a scapegoat and arranging a series of evidence."

"These things need to stand up to scrutiny. They need time to prepare. Do you really think the Tokyo City Drum is just for show?"

"Yes, that's true."

Wang Xiuyong didn't think too much about licking blood on the tip of the knife. After hearing what Song Xuan said, he felt a little relieved.

Since it is a false accusation, Dou Chou must make careful preparations.

The Tokyo City's Dengwen Drum was often used by citizens to file complaints against officials, and this even gave rise to an industrial chain.

The people of the Song Dynasty lacked respect for imperial power.

Therefore, there is a certain lack of respect for the officials who represent imperial power.

"Then uncle, take a good rest at home and don't go out easily. I'll go to the academy to find out when the results will be announced."

"As long as my uncle enters the academy, it will be much safer. All matters will be protected by Prefect Yan."

"Okay, you go ahead."

Song Xuan went out to see Wang Xiuyong off.

He came to report the news as soon as he heard it. He will remember this favor in his heart.

After everyone left, Zhang Fangping lowered his voice:

"Twelfth brother, disaster has struck. Have you figured out what to do?"

"We are all barefoot, why should we be afraid of wearing shoes?"

Song Xuan picked up the toothbrush beside him and poured tooth powder on it:

"I'll let that stinky Dou do his best. He'll just find someone to put pressure on me, frame me, and then force me. That's it."

When Zhang Fangping heard Song Xuan's analysis, he realized that this was what he meant.

They are indeed boys from the countryside, but they are not pushovers.

On weekdays, he had some understanding of the power of a seventh-rank county magistrate, but he was just surrounded by a group of yamen runners who fawned on him.

As for the power of the so-called high-ranking officials from Tokyo City, they really don't know.

But so what!

I'm not afraid of you.

"Twelfth Brother, I just don't understand why they can't follow the words of the sages even though they've read so many books. Instead, they look at our origins and backgrounds. Even if we do the right thing, we have to admit that we were wrong and be inferior to them."

Zhang Fangping felt resentful.

It was obvious that Dou Han was at fault first in this matter, and he had evil intentions and wanted to find someone to break the twelfth brother's legs.

Fortunately, the twelfth brother was popular and someone came to inform him, so he took the initiative and broke only one of his legs out of kindness.

Now Dou Han’s father relies on his high position and wants to kill his twelfth brother!

"There are so many people in this world who have no money and no background. Is it possible that they can only choose to be lackeys, or don't even have the opportunity to be lackeys?"

Zhang Fangping suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

"Fang Ping." Song Xuan spat out the spit in his mouth, rinsed his mouth and smiled:
"I said it yesterday, the court is full of mediocre people. As men of honor living between heaven and earth, how can we be depressed and live under others for long?"

"We will certainly take their place and wipe out the mediocre people in the court!"

"Just the two of us?"

"We can start with the two of us and unite more people."

"more people?"

"Do you think there are more people in this world with connections and wealth, or more people from ordinary backgrounds who are eager to change their class?"

"Of course there are many people like us who come from commoner backgrounds!"

If Zhang Fangping had not shown his talent for studying, would he be where he is today?
"Twelfth brother, we were not born rich!"

Song Xuan chuckled twice:

"So, just the two of us are too few. Yingtianfu Academy is a good place. We must make friends with more people with lofty ideals and bring everyone into a group. Only then can we sweep away the mediocre people in the court."

Although Song Xuan did not make the matter of forming a faction public, Zhang Fangping also knew about many factional struggles in the Tang Dynasty.

He didn't refuse either.

"Twelve Brother, as long as you have an idea in mind, that's all." "Don't worry, don't worry. When have I ever not had an idea in mind?"

Although Song Xuan refused to form a group with a name like Yi Xin Hui because it did not conform to the trend of social groups in the Song Dynasty, he did not object to this model.

We all come together to pursue the same interests.

Otherwise, are you going to fight against the vested interest groups in the government by fighting alone?

Obviously it is extremely unrealistic.

When you work outside, there are many villains around the emperor who will hinder you.

In addition, the current Emperor Renzong is also a person with a soft personality. How can he express his complete trust in you like Adou?

You also need someone in the court to cooperate with you.

Rather than being forced to serve them as dogs in the court, it is better for us to start from scratch and achieve mutual success.

Song Xuan has already planned it.

Once you enter the academy, find a suitable opportunity to form a mutual aid study group similar to Qinglong, slowly examine their character, and then take the next step.

Song Xuan took a few bites of breakfast and said to Tao Hong beside him:
"Take some time to find Qu Ze and tell him to go back and tell Gang Leader Cao to send someone to help me find out about Dou Chou's family background. Don't miss any information about his sons, grandsons, and other relatives. I can use them."

"it is good."

Tao Hong agreed in one breath and did not think there was anything taboo about investigating the entire family of a Hanlin scholar.

If it really comes to that, it will be no problem to kill Dou Chou's entire family.

"I don't want to kill his whole family." Song Xuan specifically reminded Tao Hong:
"I just used it as a threat, to prevent any future trouble."

"Don't miscommunicate, or else even a thousand-pound burden won't be able to hold these four ounces on the scale."

"Master, you don't need to tell me that." Tao Hong shrugged.

"On the contrary, I didn't misunderstand you. You yourself have a strong murderous intention."

Song Xuan stood there in a daze, thinking carefully for a moment.

Bao Zheng rarely drinks on weekdays, so his alcohol tolerance is the worst.

It was already noon and he hadn't gotten up yet. He was still sleeping soundly.

He was not woken up until lunchtime, and fortunately, no vomiting occurred.

Bao Zheng's face didn't show any dark circles. He grabbed the bowl and said:
"I won't drink easily in the future."

"Me too."

Song Xuan responded and put some food into his mouth.

Bao Zheng was surprised for a moment, as he thought Song Xuan had a good alcohol tolerance and was the best drinker.

But he knew Song Xuan's character. He didn't say that he would always keep his word, but he would not easily change his promise.

"Shi Er Lang doesn't like alcohol either?"

"not good."

Song Xuan only likes to drink some cold beer and eat some barbecued skewers in the hot summer, and he likes to drink Coke on weekdays.

Bao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly:

"It's good that Shi Er Lang has this intention. Drinking too much will only make things worse. Besides, there are people watching you. I don't think Dou Han will let it go. From now on, we have to go out together."

Bao Zheng did not say anything about staying away from Song Xuan just because he was targeted by the son of a Hanlin scholar. This was not his character.

What's more, he was the oldest, and Bao Zheng felt that he had to take care of his younger brothers more.

At least when something happens, he can come up with some ideas.

"Thank you, Brother Bao. Don't worry. This isn't a big deal. The sky won't fall."

Although Bao Zheng is old, he admits that he really can't be as calm and composed as Song Xuan when facing problems!

Could it be that the suggestion of archery can really help one develop a character that remains calm even when faced with a catastrophe?

Song Xuan naturally understood what Bao Zheng meant:
"Brother Bao, I've said it before, this Song Dynasty is not named after the Dou family. The purpose of our generation of scholars studying hard is to replace those who bully others and do nothing in the court."

"How can we govern the Song Dynasty if we hang out with those insects?"

Bao Zheng was stunned again. He admitted that he was not as ambitious as Song Xuan, but when he heard Song Xuan's words, Bao Zheng could actually feel his heart burning.

There are so many mediocre officials in the Song Dynasty, why not replace them?
"Twelfth brother is right."

Su Xun nodded repeatedly:

"I will definitely study hard in the future."

He knew that with his answers, he would not be able to get into Yingtianfu Academy.

Song Xuan glanced at Su Xun and felt that his mind was not settled yet. He estimated that he would need to calm down and study, at least until he got married. However, he said:

"Come on, Sanlang, so that I won't be in high school while you're still preparing for the exam."

"Hahaha, Twelfth Brother, how dare you underestimate me!"

Just as they were talking, Wang Xiuyong, who had gone to inquire about the news, returned.

Song Xuan handed him a pair of bowl and chopsticks and asked him to eat a few bites first.

Wang Xiuyong wanted to refuse, but after smelling the aroma of the food and putting it into his mouth, he didn't say much and started his feast.

After the meal was full, Wang Xiuyong spoke:

"Uncle, I've found out. The list will be out at 1:30 PM. Although this place is close, we should go take a look early."

"It's sunny at that spot."

Song Xuan waved his folding fan:

"It's just that Su Sanlang didn't take the test seriously. Most of us who did take the test carefully were able to get into Yingtianfu Academy. There's no need to check our ranking like we're supposed to, as long as we get into the academy."

Wang Xiuyong shook his head. It would be fine if it were any other time, but it was completely different this time.

You still have to look at the list to get a clear idea.

What if Dou Chou influences Sect Leader Fan and makes him depose you?

Don't be careless until the results are out.

"Uncle, just listen to my nephew's advice. Let's go there and take a look. We have to see it after all. We'll have a better idea of ​​it."

Song Xuan couldn't resist Wang Xiuyong's enthusiasm and nodded in agreement.

……

Yan Shu was catching up on his sleep.

He had some guesses in his mind that it was Song Xuan who broke Dou Yuanbin's son's leg.

But Yan Shu felt that it was unlikely.

Song Xuan is not a stingy person!
If something happens, Dou Chou should be taught a lesson on the spot. It is people like Dou Chou who would find fault behind the scenes.

If the chief constable Ding Zhe informed Song Xuan of the news first, it would be reasonable for Song Xuan to take the initiative and do this.

But that's not how things happened.

Instead, Dou Han's leg was broken first. The captain Ding Zhe, who wanted to make money from both sides, was afraid and did not tell Song Xuan about this until he finished the exam.

There was a huge time difference, which completely cleared Song Xuan of suspicion.

Yan Shu sighed secretly, and could only say that Song Xuan was too heroic and proud, which would always make those powerful and wealthy children dislike him.

After all, in their perception, you are of low status, so you should serve me wholeheartedly.

You have pride, well, then I will torture you even more severely!
With the appearance of an outlier like Song Xuan around them, it would be like the sun rising in the west for them to tolerate it!
Yan Shu turned the tables, but Huang Chao still killed fewer people!
Dou Chou didn't see Yan Shu, so he came to look for Fan Zhongyan, the new headmaster.

"Master Fan, as you know, my son missed the entrance exam because of some students and encountered misfortune again."

(End of this chapter)