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He looked at Pang Ji intently, his eyes were eager, expectant, and faintly eager.

Pang Ji has always been in a high position, and he has seen a lot of this kind of burning gaze for his power. So he didn't doubt him, but he felt that the young man in front of him lacked stability, and his face sank slightly.

But Yao Hongyi opened his mouth first: "Junshi, we just heard from those students that this is the famous Mr. Fujie?"

Sima Guangying said: "What Master Yao said is right, I will introduce the two of you, Wang Anshi, the epigraph, the pen name is 'Fu Jie'." ”

After a pause, he was waiting for Wang Anshi to introduce himself more, but found that he was still staring at Pang Ji in a daze.

Sima Guang bumped him with his elbow, he came back to his senses, clenched his fists with both hands, gritted his teeth, put the food plate in his hand to Sima Guang, hugged his fists and arched his hands: "Xianggong, I am Wang ......"

-- "Xianggong! Let the subordinate introduce you." ”

Just as Wang Anshi was halfway through speaking, he suddenly heard Liu Xin interject loudly.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that Liu Xin was trotting all the way, followed by Wen Yanbo and Ouyang Xiu. The three of them's cheeks were flushed by the rapid movement.

There were beads of sweat on Liu Xin's forehead seeping down his cheeks, but he didn't realize it, gasped lightly, and hurriedly said: "Xianggong, this is Wang Anshi, the editor of the news department of "Bianjing Bulletin". ”

Everyone felt that his move was abnormal, but they couldn't guess the strangeness. Only Ouyang Xiu looked at Wang Anshi's eyes with a hint of apology.

Pang Ji bowed his head and said: "Chongzhi, in order to introduce him, you are both trending and galloping, which is really a model of love." ”

Although this is a compliment, there is not the slightest hint of praise.

Wang Anshi took advantage of the pause between their words, picked up the conversation and said, "Xianggong, I am ......"

- "He is the son of Wang Yi!"

Liu Xin interrupted him again and grabbed the words.

When Pang Ji heard this, he was suffocated.

This slight hesitation was only for a moment, but by mistake, Wang Anshi saw it in his eyes, and his eyes suddenly sank.

Pang Ji looked at Wang Anshi and asked, "Are you Wang Shunliang's son?"

He was surprised at first, and after Wang Anshi nodded slightly, he immediately became surprised and pleased with this series of expression changes, which were completely impeccable, and he couldn't see the slightest flaw.

"It is Wang Yi, Wang Shunliang, the judge of the Linchuan Army. Liu Xin added.

"Okay!" Pang Ji stroked his palms and smiled: "Tiger father has no dog!"

Wang Anshi had already secretly collected his thoughts and replied: "The prime minister has a good reputation." ”

"Your father once served under me, and he is a steady and capable man," Pang Ji put his hand on his shoulder, patted him a few times, and said softly: "Benxiang has read your article in the "Bianjing Journal", and then look at your performance today, it is really better than the blue. Your father must have been comforted by the spirit of heaven. ”

Pang Ji said, and looked at him with a smile, sometimes thinking about it and being stunned, as if he remembered the long-lost old friend, his face was as kind as the old man next door.

"What are your plans in the future......?" he paused, as if he had suddenly woken up to something, and frowned: "If you are not mistaken, are you still in the period of 'Ding Worry'?"

Before Wang Anshi could speak, Sima Guang begged for him: "Xianggong, Jiefu is erudite, pragmatic and steady, and the court is also worth employing people, can you invite the official family to take advantage of the situation?"

"No," without waiting for Pang Ji to respond, Wang Anshi first refused: "Xianggong, please don't make an exception for me, since ancient times, filial piety is the first, Zeng Zi Yiyun said: 'Be cautious and chase away, and the people's morality will be thick', children are filial piety for their parents, it is a matter of course, and they are willing to repay their father's filial piety in their later life, and it will not hurt to participate in the examination again in the next spring." ”

"Next Spring ......" Pang Ji stroked the gray beard under his chin, squinted at him, and said, "That's three years later, virtuous nephew, think twice." ”

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