Chapter 156: Marriage

"It's just a momentary novelty, if you talk about Your Majesty's grace, who can go past Niangniang?" The palace maid is also an old man on an errand, and she copes with it very well. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Miao Meiren just became a concubine because she was pregnant, and now, there is a new Feng beauty, in my opinion," Zhang Guifei stretched out her jade hand, lightly pointed in the direction of the queen's Jiaofang Palace, and then, continued to careless, as if she was looking at a joke, and said casually:

"Speaking of which, that one now knows how to 'fight raze with raze'."

Zhang Guifei leaned on the soft couch, wearing a sky blue dark fish pattern satin skirt, her hair was combed in a very simple bun, only two pairs of hairpins were pinned, and a beautiful smile like summer flowers appeared on her face, but there was a bit of bitterness in that smile.

The palace maid looked at her nose and nose, her nose looked at her heart, and she looked at Zhang Guifei's expression, and she was cautious tentatively: "What Niangniang said is true." The harem of the Great Song Dynasty has always been presided over by the queen, and the previous Empress Dowager Liu E could conceal who Her Majesty's real biological mother was until she died, and now the queen, as long as she has that thought, it is just a matter of a thought. ”

"The women in the palace are flowers that have bloomed one after another, and only those who have the possibility of long-lasting prosperity are worthy of being pinched by that one. But I don't know how Concubine Miao's fetus has been raised recently, let's go back and prepare a generous gift, let's also take a look, it's a courtesy. Zhang Guifei said, the silk fan in her hand had already covered her face.

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Zhao Zhen came to the palace to repair the newly renovated Ying Pavilion, collapsed into the Yanyi Palace, as the name suggests, the Yanyi Hall is a place for the royal family to learn the scriptures, the huge screen is copied "Shangshu Wuyi Chapter" - this is a chapter about the scholar should not be idle and evil, but always be diligent place.

Zhao Zhen, as an emperor who was raised by etiquette and religion since childhood, naturally agreed with the words of the sage, so he turned this diligence into strength and carried out a "big event" - collecting poems and books, and cultivating rituals and music.

At the beginning of this matter, it was Fang Zhongyongzhong's scientific examination hall exam questions that year, and then it turned into action and began to use a lot of manpower and material resources to carry it out.

The Chinese ritual music, since the Western Jin Dynasty Wuhu Rebellion scattered and lost, incomplete, to the Tang Dynasty has been mixed with a large number of Hu Feng, and there is no pure ancient music. After the rebellion of five dynasties and ten countries, the original face is even more inrecallable, and it is lost in the long river of history.

And a large number of books, in the Zhenzong period of the Eight Sages on the palace on fire, burned the entire Inner Zuo library, Chongwen Museum, the treasure in the secret pavilion is also all wiped out, the Eight Sages King can be called the King of Fire, in short, it is a complete abolition of the end of the Tang Dynasty after the five generations of rebellion after the only remaining collection of books, the so-called "cultural remnants destroyed", refers to the fire.

So now, Zhao Zhen and Lu Yijian and others all deeply believe that the Zhao and Song dynasties established the country, the culture was prosperous, and now it has been more than 70 years.

Zhao Zhen summoned the Chongwen Pavilion, the scholars of the Secret Pavilion, the Hanlin Academy, and the officials of the two systems who knew the system to rebuild the scriptures, history, children, and collections, and restore the ancient books as much as possible.

Fang Zhongyong and other pavilion scholars were also very confused when they got a huge amount of book revision tasks drawn up by the governors in accordance with Zhao Zhen's wishes:

In his previous life, he had to write a doctoral dissertation and prove that he had to write a hundred thousand words, but it was good, but in a year and a half, he had to re-edit the "Book of Music", proofreading 8,435 volumes of scriptures and histories, and more than 12,000 volumes of sub-collections.

The so-called prosperous era of repairing books, when you are full of food and drink, there is nothing to do, and it is understandable that there is nothing practical for the construction of spiritual civilization and the superstructure that Maslow needs.

But what made Fang Zhongyong more speechless was that at present, the war between Song and Xia was imminent, the floods of the Yellow River were not eliminated every year, many economic disadvantages were highlighted, there were many redundant soldiers and bandits, and when countless shortcomings were to be done, he was actually arranged to assist Song Qi, the governor of the political affairs, hanging book bags in the pavilion all day long, and pulling piles of old papers.

What the heck? Fang Zhongyong's eyes in his heart were about to roll to the back of his head.

I thought about this, but Fang Zhongyong got up and greeted Zhao Zhen with everyone in the salute, his appearance was graceful, calm as water, and a touch of mockery between his eyebrows was secretly surging.

Zhao Zhen asked everyone to excuse themselves and continue to work, and Song Qi accompanied Zhao Zhen and inspected everywhere.

Fan Zhen was holding a pair of ink and bamboo drawings claiming to be Zhang Xu, spread them out in front of everyone, and everyone was lying on it, quoting scriptures to appreciate the authenticity.

"Zhang Xu was originally a grass saint, although there are many calligraphy handed down, but the paintings are extremely rare. According to his notes, he occasionally scribbles when he is interested, and the painting must be drunk, this informal character, so that the inscriptions on his paintings are unconventional, and the orthodox chapter is written in the blank space of the picture from right to left.

And he from left to right, the inscription is between the bamboo and stone gaps, the body of the book is a combination of official writing and line letters, the line is not a straight book to the end, but the size is different, the height is staggered, it looks interesting.

This painting, but the title is exactly the same as an ordinary painting, from right to left, in my opinion, I am afraid that it is not a genuine work, or do not include it as a wonderful. ”

Fang Zhongyong saw that everyone was arguing, so he also said a few words.

Zhao Zhen happened to pass by, so he gave Fang Zhongyong a look and motioned for Fang Zhongyong to follow him out.

Fang Zhongyong looked puzzled, but he could only slowly withdraw and follow Zhao Zhen's outside.

The group walked to the Imperial Garden, and in the bright spring, Zhao Zhen looked at Fang Zhongyong under the falling flowers with a small Shenyang smile.

Fang Zhongyong's cyan robe was slightly hemmed in the wind, with a kind of flowing water-like tumbling, his handsome face was gradually maturing with angular lines, and his eyes were clear as if he wanted to make people fall in.

Zhao Zhen greeted him, sat down in the pavilion in the imperial garden, and called Fang Zhongyong again, with a smile on his face: "I have asked you to repair books these days, do you feel bored?" ”

Fang Zhongyong said in his heart, nonsense, what do you think, but his face was respectful, without a trace of arrogance, only gently polite: "Weichen doesn't dare." ”

"If you don't dare, you'll still be annoyed?" Zhao Zhen heard Fang Zhongyong say this, and couldn't help laughing: "Zhongyong, a few days ago, I heard Concubine Zhang Aifei tell me in private, you begged her to protect the media for you, and you want to hire Miss Zhen of the general's family as your wife, but is there such a thing?" ”

Fang Zhong never expected Zhao Zhen to suddenly mention this matter, but he also arched his hand as expected, nodding yes.

"You haven't weakened the crown yet, so you want to settle on a family affair, aren't you afraid, is it a little early? Moreover, the matchmaker who brought out the concubine, is this preparing for me to give marriage? Could it be that you are afraid that General Zhi will refuse? Zhao Zhen ate two pieces of refreshments that were sent, withdrew from everyone, lifted Erlang's legs, pulled Fang Zhongyong to sit down, and said casually and kindly.

Fang Zhongyong thought about it, and was a little ashamed: "The great official family is mighty and sage, nothing can escape the eyes of His Majesty, Weichen is worried that General Zhi will not agree to my marriage, so he wants to ask the concubine Niangniang to protect the matchmaker, as for His Majesty's marriage-"

Fang Zhongyong looked at Zhao Zhen and smiled shyly: "Your Majesty gave you a marriage, if it is either because of a big background, or because of a great merit, Weichen is a poor family, has no background, and has not yet made any contributions, so I really don't dare to go beyond the rules and ask for this matter." (To be continued.) )