Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Great Song Dynasty is rich and handsome
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Zhang Guan counted one.
After all, after so many years in Lin'an, I still know some of the famous juniors in the princely ministers' families.
Of course, Han Yanxuan is not a genius.
Li Fengwu counts as one.
That's why Li Fengwu was surprised, he didn't expect that in the Fuyao Hall of Qingyun Book Club, there were two future fathers standing at this moment - do you want to count yourself?
That's three.
It seems that he hasn't even seen the shadow of his father-in-law.
If Zhao Ruyu's clan identity gives him a high starting point, then Han Yanxuan's identity makes the twelve-year-old boy in front of him have a higher starting point!
Speaking of Han Yanxuan, maybe everyone understands the Kaixi Northern Expedition.
But Han Yanxuan's family background is also dazzling.
In the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a scholar who dared to argue with Di Qing, the general of Nirvana, and said the famous sentence that inspired the scholars of the Great Song Dynasty for hundreds of years: The champion roll call outside the Donghua Gate is a good man!
This scholar's name is Han Qi.
The prime minister of the Northern Song Dynasty overthrew the awesome characters of Wen Yanbo and Fu Bi.
Perhaps it is also the most powerful Xianggong in the entire Great Song Dynasty.
The sharpness of its officialdom is by no means comparable to ordinary fairness.
And Han Yanxuan is the great-grandson of this father-in-law!
The rich and handsome of the Great Song Zheng'er's eight classics!
Han Yanxuan, byte husband, Han Qi's great-grandson.
His father, Han Chengguan, was the envoy of the Baoning Army, and his mother was the sister of Empress Wu of Song Gaozong.
In the fifth year of Shaoxi, Han Yanxuan chose to join forces with Zhao Ruyu and others of the clan to support Zhao Kuan of Song Ningzong to ascend the throne.
During his tenure, Yue Fei was posthumously crowned as the king of Hubei, and Qin Hui was chasely cut down.
From the above political means, it can be seen that this product is still a good minister, or a minister.
But this thing is very angry, and he strongly advocates the "Kaixi Northern Expedition" to the Jin country, but he falls short because of the lack of generals.
Later, at the signal of the Jin State, he was killed by Empress Yang and Shi Miyuan, and the letter was headed by Jin.
And the reason why this product is not appreciated by later history books is that it banned Zhu Xi's science and derogatory clan Zhao Ruyu, and single-handedly created the "Qingyuan Party Ban" in the history of the Southern Song Dynasty.
After the famous Han Qi, his mother was the younger sister of Empress Wu of Gaozong Zhao, and her father was the envoy of the Baoning Army.
Han Yanxuan naturally has arrogant capital.
It can be said that this young man has seen Gaozong more times than Li Fengwu has seen Zhao Yan.
It's no wonder that at the age of twelve, he is so high-flying.
Even the clan Zhao Ruyu didn't look at it.
Having said that, this is probably the epitome of the two of them going into politics in the future: most of the time they are political enemies, and they only briefly join forces when they support Zhao Kuo.
Although I don't know how the two came to the opposite side on the original historical trajectory.
But now, in Qingyun Publishing House, the two seem to be enemies again.
The trajectories of history are strikingly similar.
Thinking of this, Li Fengwu sighed, Southern Song Dynasty...... There are Ming ministers such as Zhou Bida, Lu You, and Xin Qiji, as well as evil ministers such as Shi Miyuan and Han Yanxuan.
Speaking again, Shi Miyuan was just born, and Han Yanxuan was just twelve years old, so it seems that there is still a chance to straighten these two people.
Or don't give these two a chance to cause trouble.
smiled and said, "What about Han Yanxuan?" Are you now a central minister in the court? It's better to go back to your studies, history won't let you get on the stage againβ"
Drag to a halt.
Suddenly feeling that he had missed his mouth, Li Fengwu stopped in a panic.
A group of people are inexplicable, what history, what phase...... How do you feel that Li Fengwu is speaking strangely.
But I didn't pay attention to it.
Han Yanxuan snorted coldly, "If you see that person, go back!" β
Li Fengwu was slightly distressed, "That person is not here. β
Han Yanxuan looked unbelieving, "He's not here, why are all the storytellers in the major tile teahouses from Qingyun Publishing House, and it seems that the storytellers in Lin'an are all monopolized by your Qingyun Publishing Society, to be honest, do you want to do something wrong?" β
, this product is only twelve years old and has political vision, and he really deserves to be the great-grandson of the famous Han Qi, and he is also worthy of being the person who will ascend to the stage in the future.
Slightly distressed, "It's really not there, if you want to see it, come to Wutong Commune in the evening, and I'll take you to see her." β
He couldn't tell the difference between her and her.
Han Yanxuan didn't think much about it, "So, after dinner, I went to Wutong Commune." β
After speaking, he turned around and left, even saying hello, and he was chic and rebellious.
Zhao Ruyu shook the painting fan and held back the unhappiness in his heart.
He has been crowned for four or five years, there is no need to compare with a twelve-year-old child, even if he is Han Qi's great-grandson, he can't change it...... Well, the fact that the green-ass kid.
Han Yanxuan suddenly walked out from behind the screen again, and said with a serious face: "I suggest you change the door plaque, is that Qingyun Book Club written by a dog's paws, it's ugly to look like!" β
Zhang Guan couldn't help laughing.
Zhuang Xian, Tan Hui and Wu Ruiyun couldn't help but laugh.
Even Zhao Ruyu couldn't help but pout, this Han Yanxuan was really straightforward and had a pure heart.
Li Fengwu was choked and rolled his eyes, and glared: "Get out!" β
Han Yanxuan stared back directly, with an unhappy expression, "It turned out that you wrote it, no wonder you are annoyed and angry, and I don't know what kind of psychology it is, this kind of ghost painting peach talisman dares to hang on the door." β
Li Fengwu was speechless...... This green-ass kid is really painful, "If you don't speak, you'll die?" β
Han Yanxuan said very seriously: "If you don't speak, you won't die, you won't tell the truth, you will die." β
After speaking, he turned around and swaggered away, triumphant.
Seeing this big Song Xiaofeng's deflated expression was cool, and a certain finally won back a city.
Leaving Li Fengwu crying and laughing there.
After Han Yanxuan left, Li Fengwu turned around, saluted Zhao Ruyu and others under the introduction of Zhang Guan, and then sat down, and the slave outside the door finally took the time to bring the tea.
Qingyun Book Club is built by Li Fengwu, and according to the popular saying, it should be called the dean.
But Qingyun Book Club is called a book club, and it feels awkward to be called the dean.
So Zhang Guan took it upon himself to change the president to the president.
instantly made Li Fengwu feel that he was much taller, and he always felt like a leader of a large Japanese group and a big chaebol.
After taking a seat, exchange pleasantries.
I have to obey Zhang Guan's vision, the people accepted by Qingyun Book Club are all like-minded, and there is nothing wrong with the literati, even the talented Zhao Ruyu is very modest and low-key.
It was a few people who talked quite well.
In the end, it fell to the imperial examination, and everyone asked Li Fengwu for secrets.
Although he is not the champion, he is also a tanhualang.
Li Fengwu knew everything, Zhuang Xian and others benefited a lot, and Zhao Ruyu also nodded frequently.
After a while, except for Xia Nuanyun, who had already gone to work in other places, and the newly married Shi Mida, who was also present, and the rest of the Qingyun Books in Lin'an also came, and the atmosphere was not warm. (To be continued.) )