A black shadow sneaked into Wang Ning'an's study, and the three-foot sword in his hand was suddenly pulled out and pressed directly on Wang Ningan's shoulder. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"You're also in your twenties, can you be a little more mature?" Wang Ningan said helplessly, Yang Huaiyu proudly withdrew the sword, since he was calculated by Wang Ningan's sword drawing technique, he likes to take revenge.

"Your shoulders are moving." Yang Huaiyu said.

"So what?"

"Prove you're scared."

"Phew, I'm going to be scared of you?" Wang Ningan shouted.

Yang Huaiyu suddenly smiled, "Even if you are not afraid, it means that your vigilance is not as good as a few days ago." Yang Huaiyu was triumphant and sat opposite Wang Ning'an, "A few days ago, you already knew that it was me, and your shoulders didn't tremble at all, so you have something on your mind!" ”

Let a reckless man poke his mind, Wang Ningan is very aggrieved, but helpless, it is true that he has nothing to think about these days.

"You're right, what can you do?" Wang Ningan played a scoundrel.

Yang Huaiyu smiled even brighter, "Erlang, not long ago, you taught me a lesson, saying that I shouldn't let go of a good family help and play a child's temper." You're right, I've listened. But today, I want to give you this as well. ”

"What do you mean?" Wang Ningan said angrily: "Inexplicable! ”

Yang Huaiyu didn't care about Wang Ning'an, who was puffing up, and he made two large bowls of noodles like a trick, with a thick layer of pork belly on top and garnished with chives and coriander.

"I'm in for a treat, it's not delicious when it's cold."

After speaking, he stuffed his head, picked up a piece of fat, and looked intoxicated, melting in his mouth, it was really a good thing. Eating a big bite of noodles, sucking a few mouthfuls of soup, and soaking up delicate sweat on the door of your head, it's so refreshing!

Yang Huaiyu looked up and saw Wang Ningan holding the bowl and didn't move, and wondered: "Why don't you eat it?" ”

Wang Ningan suddenly had a ridiculous feeling, "I said Brother Yang, you have become too fast, right?" The little brother is really uncomfortable. ”

"You'll get used to it slowly." Yang Huaiyu said vaguely: "It's good to be able to eat a bowl of rotten meat noodles in the disaster year, and when you go to Bianjing in the future, I will invite you to Fanlou, eat the best dishes in the world, and play the most beautiful girl in the world." ”

"A dog can't spit out ivory!"

Wang Ningan grabbed a chopstick fiercely and bit it down, as if he was biting Yang Huaiyu's meat. Sure enough, the country is easy to change, and his nature is difficult to change, but this kid is still virtuous......

After eating the noodles, Yang Huaiyu left the Daimyo's Mansion.

Seven days earlier, the official army had stormed Zhuozhou and captured Wang Ze.

This emperor's dream of only one month became a prisoner of the imperial court.

The Great Song Dynasty never treated the rebellion politely, Wang Ze was executed by Ling Chi, and his family members were all killed, and they were cut for three days, Wang Ningan did not go to see it, and Yang Huaiyu admired it from beginning to end. When Wang Ze swallowed his breath, Yang Huaiyu suddenly felt that the dark clouds in his heart suddenly dispersed.

The bone frame in front of him is his enemy, but he is also a benefactor, without him, there will definitely be no new Yang Huaiyu. In order to thank him for his kindness, Yang Huaiyu decided to have Wang Ze's bones crushed into pieces and thrown into the river to feed the fish......

The tolerance of the Great Song Dynasty has always been for readers, this is a paradise for readers, as for others, although it is not hell, but it is not much better.

Yang Huaiyu returned to Beijing, but his words kept echoing in Wang Ningan's ears.

Yaya, there is some truth in what that bastard said.

Blame himself for not knowing what he should take, he is a fool, what about himself? Things that shouldn't be in charge of themselves, but they are desperately troubled, and they are not smart.

Returning to the old way of Henglong, Xia Wei insisted, Zhao Zhen supported, and the Wenchen of the Manchu Dynasty, either supported or acquiesced, was already unstoppable......

Ouyang Xiu and Jia Changchao were unwilling, but they couldn't come up with a way. Wang Ningan dug out his mind and thought of countless ideas, positive, oblique, above board, and despicable - none of them were reliable!

In the final analysis, it's just a son of a capital, by coincidence, with some chips in his hand, which can affect some characters, that's all.

Governing the river is a major military matter, and the decision-making power is only in the hands of a few people, and even Jia Xianggong is helpless, and he can't help it.

Do you really think you're God, you can do whatever you want, and you can do anything?

It's a joke!

What's even more ridiculous is that even Yang Huaiyu can see things clearly, and he is still stupid and doesn't know it, which is really embarrassing.

Wang Ningan, who figured it out, slept before the first third watch for many days, and he slept very sweetly, and he didn't get up until noon the next day.

Without hesitation, he packed his bags, took the first part of the trip, left from the Daimyo's Mansion, and went straight to his hometown.

Halfway through, I happened to meet the father who came back from killing Manichaeism, a huge fleet of horses, with a lot of good things, father and son converged, along the way, Wang Ningan was very optimistic, but Wang Liangjing always felt that something was wrong with his son...... Taking advantage of the meal, Wang Liangjing took his son aside.

"What the hell is going on with you kid? I heard that Jia Xianggong is looking for you, is it me, I got into trouble...... "Although he took the initiative to say that he was wrong and was very faceless, in order to make his son normal, Wang Liangjing couldn't care about it.

Wang Ningan grinned, "Just grab something, Jia Changchao won't fall out with us for this little thing, but you, there is nothing to lose, right?" ”

"Nope!"

Wang Liangjing proudly told his son that under the flood, many landlords' estates were blistered, and the walls collapsed, making them vulnerable. Armed to the teeth again, they met with little decent resistance.

It is said that the Great Song Dynasty is the world of scholars, and it is limited to those who are famous all over the world, and who have been in high positions, and ordinary gentry and landlords are better than ordinary people.

Every time the rebellion is suppressed, there will be many landlords who are impacted, and at most the court will kill a few unlucky people afterwards to calm down the people's grievances, as for the real bosses, some of them will fall into the pockets of the military leaders, and more will be given to civilian officials, which is a strange and deformed chain of interests.

It's as if everything has two sides, the Great Song Dynasty, which is full of flowers and flourishing culture, also has a dark side, and there is more than one side of darkness!

"Dad, if you know that something is wrong, but you can't stop it, you can only watch it happen, that kind of feeling, you know?"

"Me?"

Wang Liangjing hesitated, he suddenly grabbed the horse lance, the heavy weapon, and threw it into Wang Ningan's hands.

"You take it a hundred times, and Daddy will tell you."

Wang Ningan obediently obeyed his father's words and made a hundred lifts, Wang Liangjing signaled him to continue doing it, and he did three hundred until he did it, Wang Ningan's arms were almost broken, his head was full of sweat, he was out of breath, and he couldn't speak.

Wang Liangjing grabbed the horse lance and laughed loudly.

"It's okay this time, you kid doesn't have the energy to think nonsense!"

Facing his father's proud back, Wang Ningan only gasped and rolled his eyes, it was really unlucky to meet such a father!

But after sweating, Wang Ningan really became brisk, instead of wasting energy to do things that were destined to fail, it was better to think about how to develop and grow the Wang family in front of him, and accumulate enough strength to speak with weight...... The clouds on the horizon are not as good as the dog's tail in his hand.

As they got closer and closer to Cangzhou, there was a group of people who ran in front of them, and the old man led by them was Ouyang Xiu.

"Drunkard, what are you?"

"Alas, the old man has already written to the old man and returned to his hometown, and he is here to receive the hair."

Saying goodbye to old age?

What are you kidding, the old master seems to be less than fifty, he is in good health, and he will have no problem working for another decade or two, isn't it...... Wang Ningan hesitated: "Does the imperial court insist on going back to the river?" ”

"Well, Xia Wei has written a book, and he wants to dig a Liuta River to guide the water of the Yellow River back to his hometown." Ouyang Xiu took a deep breath, "The old man is incompetent, he is ashamed of the people, and he can only go home." ”

"Don't!"

Wang Ning'an's eyes rolled quickly, he didn't want to let Ouyang Xiu go, this old gentleman's influence was too great, "Drunkard, I have an idea in my later life." ”

"Speak!"

"This time the battle for returning to the river is actually very simple...... It's just that in the imperial court, there are only bureaucrats, no professionalism, no water conservancy, no geography, only know behind closed doors, and the party fights against different ...... This is also the big malaise of my education in China for thousands of years, and the drunkard has the hope of the world, so he has no idea to reverse it? ”