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After the news that the last battle between Song and Liao had spread, the common people immediately forgave Chen Yuan's "inaction" and "weakness" some time ago, and they happily talked about the war situation they heard, of course, the news of Zhongjing had not yet come, but the people of the Song Dynasty were accustomed to victory, and they believed that the Liao people would be defeated.

Sima Guang and Fan Chunyou drank tea in the teahouse, listening to the people next to them talking loudly about the current war situation, some people said that the weakness of the horse master some time ago was a strategy of arrogance, and some people said that this time Chen Shimei had already arranged a million army in Zhongjing, just waiting for the Liao people to hit it headlong.

Fan Chunyou and Sima Guang knew the details, this time the Liao people went all the way south It was really something that the Song Dynasty did not expect, so Chen Shimei had no preparation at all, and he was completely in a hurry, otherwise he would not tolerate the Liao people fighting near Zhongjing.

Regarding the imagination of these people, Fan Chunyou didn't argue with them: "Brother Sima, listen to these people now, they simply regard Chen Shimei as a god of war, and what else do they say Chen Shimei personally raised a knife to kill the enemy?" I think he's pretty much the same as killing chickens. ”

Sima Guang didn't agree with this: "Chunyou, this is a bit too much, although Chen Shimei is domineering, he still has some ability to march and fight, I have followed him to fight the party, but it is good, at least he can deal with it calmly in front of the two armies." ”

Fan Chunyou took a sip of tea: "I know." He is a capable person, and we are indeed inferior to him in some aspects, but I really can't get used to Chen Shimei's practices. ”

Sima Guang couldn't get used to it. They can't erase what Chen Yuan did in the Great Song Dynasty, such as the party, such as Liaoguo, Sima Guang knows that no one else can do better than Chen Shimei. But his methods are really not flattering.

Sima Guang suddenly lowered his voice: "Is that matter eyebrow-raising?" ”

Fan Chunyou shook his head: "Although I can guess a rough idea, I can't find conclusive evidence, that Yan Chasan of Kaifeng Mansion is really annoying, and he is unwilling to tell me the truth!" ”

Sima Guang smiled coldly: "He and Chen Shimei have been friends for many years, and they will be like this." Isn't there any clue to anything else? ”

Fan Chunyou thought for a while: "It's not that it's not completely nothing, I also found a catcher in Kaifeng Mansion, and he told me that Yan Chasan went to find a retired jailer in Happy Horse Hutong before Chen Shimei came back, and the jailer was originally in the same class as Ji Xin." But when I went to look for him again, people nearby said that the man had been away from Bianjing for more than half a year, and no one in Bianjing had seen him since Yan Chasan had looked for him. ”

"Anyone else?"

"There is also a woman, who is the wife of a commander of the Bianjing garrison, I don't know what the origin of this woman is, and whether it has anything to do with this matter."

Sima Guang folded the fan in his hand: "This matter is easy to do, just ask Master Wen Yanbo to interview from the side." ”

Fan Chunyou frowned: "I have looked for it, but Lord Wen Yanbo is unwilling to help us." And after I looked for him, he actually transferred the general to Cangzhou! ”

Sima Guang's brows furrowed, he thought that he and Fan Chunyou were investigating a shocking secret, but they didn't know that many people could see the clues when Pang Ji fell.

Many people know this matter in their hearts, and Wen Yanbo certainly knows a little bit about it. It was precisely because he knew that he was reluctant to let Fan Chunyou make a fuss, once this matter came out, there would be two results.

One is that Chen Shimei was killed, so the Great Song Dynasty would be in chaos, because Chen Shimei's reputation in the army, among the people, and among those businessmen is unparalleled, and there are even Chen Shimei's people in the court. It's easy to kill him, but how to deal with the aftermath after killing him is a difficult problem, if you don't get it right, Da Song's hardships over the years will be in vain.

The other result is even more terrifying, once Chen Shimei realizes that something is wrong, according to his surname, he will definitely not be restrained, what can he do that Wen Yanbo dare not think about.

Yu Gong, Wen Yanbo didn't want to make a mess of the current situation in the Great Song Dynasty for a dead Pang Ji, it would not be good for him or the scholars.

Yu Private, the alliance between Su Xiaoyou and Xia Zhu is continuing to Wen Yanbo's body, Zhao Shu has already followed Renzong to Mount Tai to worship heaven and earth, and this prince position is ** There is no way to run away. Wen Yanbo's own daughter turned fourteen this year, and he stared at Zhao Shu's vacant position as the future queen. He needs Su Xiaoyou's help, so naturally he won't mess around with Fan Chunyou's gang.

Sima Guang sighed when he heard it, if there was one person in the Great Song Dynasty who didn't hate Pang Ji, it was Sima Guang. Anyway, Pang Ji was good to Sima Guang, recommended him to be an official in other places, and pulled Sima Guang back to the court from the position of supervising the army, if it weren't for Pang Ji, I am afraid that he would still be with Chen Shimei now.

Fan Chunyou suddenly said: "Brother Sima, I want to go to Cangzhou to find the commander surnamed Yang, what do you think?" ”

When Sima Guang heard him say this, he was stunned: "This, it doesn't seem to be very good, right?" The matter has not been investigated yet, what if he doesn't admit it? ”

Fan Chunyou is quite persistent in doing things: "Let's talk about it when I go." ”

Before the two of them finished speaking, an official from the Ministry of Rites ran in from outside, and wiped the sweat on his forehead after finding them: "Oh, two adults, do you still have the leisure to drink tea here?" ”

Sima Guangzhan got up: "What's wrong?" ”

The official of the Ministry of Rites said: "Lord Bao has passed away, and the emperor asked the hundred officials to wear filial piety, and the lower officials have come to you on a special trip." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally noisy teahouse suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes looked at the official. Fan Chunyou slowly stood up: "What did you say?" ”

"Master Bao Xianyou!"

"Wow......." Fan Chunyou hadn't yet spoken, and a fat man wearing brocade next to him suddenly fell from the chair and cried on the ground: "Lord Bao!" I have your immortal tablet at home, why are you leaving like this! ”

The smile on the shopkeeper's face suddenly disappeared, Xiao Er's footsteps froze in place, his hands were loosened, and the tea and snacks on the tray were spilled on the ground.

Bao Zheng is gone. This news immediately plunged the entire Bianjing into grief, for those ordinary people, what is Lord Bao? Master Bao is not a person, he is a hope. Those who are officials may not be able enough, or for other reasons, grievances can be seen everywhere. The common people have no place to redress their grievances, so they need to save their lives.

Just like Chen Shimei, they believe that tomorrow's life will get better and better, as long as Bao is here, they believe that this world will be fair. Bao Zheng is their silver lining, although Bao Zheng may never have helped them with anything.

Now that Bao Zheng is gone, the hundred officials who received the news came over one by one, which is different from sending Lu Yijian, when Lu Yijian left, the hundred officials were also sent by Dai Xiaoxiang, but that was the work on the surface, and when he entered the door, he saw Renzong's squeezing out a few tears, and just went out after the salute, and the big guys talked and laughed along the way, and it was a trip.

But Bao Zheng's departure really made many people feel grief in their hearts. Most of those officials began to cry before they entered the door, and then cried all the way to the coffin, the mourning hall was set up in Dali Temple, Yan Chasan and Zhanzhao and others knelt together with Bao Zheng's sons and nephews, as well as those in Kaifeng Mansion and Dali Temple, from the front of the door to Bao Zheng's coffin.

Renzong tied a white cloth on his head and personally served as a mourning hall to ensure that the coffin was guarded. He stood next to the coffin, the muscles of his face shaking from time to time. Really, Renzong feels that Bao Zheng's arrival is God's favor for him, Bao Zheng doesn't care about political affairs, but he can always solve problems that the court can no longer solve with politics.

For example, if it weren't for Bao Zheng's killing of the eunuch with a knife, the turmoil would have continued. There was also Pang Ji's nephew at the beginning, his matter had become a weapon for the two factions above the court to attack, and in the end, Bao Zheng ran to kill the kid first, and the court was immediately quiet.

How many times have the disputes in the court been resolved by Bao Zheng, why did God want Bao Zheng to leave him at this time? Renzong felt that this was a kind of cruelty, to himself, and also to these old ministers.

Fan Zhongyan walked step by step under Fan Chunyou's support, but there were no tears on his face, and when he walked to the coffin, Fan Zhongyan saluted Renzong first, and Renzong hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Fan Aiqing doesn't have to be polite, it's important to take care of your body." ”

Fan Zhongyan followed Renzong's support and lifted him up, a simple action made him panting, holding Bao Zheng's coffin with his hand, and patting the coffin: "Okay!" All right! Chunyou, go back and ask which shop this is, and help me order one. ”

The corners of Fan Chunyou's mouth moved: "Dad, don't talk nonsense." You always stand up, I'll kowtow to Master Bao a few times. ”

Zhanzhao on the side hurriedly got up to support Fan Zhongyan, Fan Zhongyan patted the coffin again, and then said to Renzong: "Long live, old minister, it's too late." There are too many people outside here, all of them are here to send sunspots, and the road is not easy to walk. Kuroko is good, to have this scene. ”

Renzong had already heard the crying outside the courtyard wall, and he looked at Fan Chunyou: "Chunyou, help your father go back to rest." ”

Fan Zhongyan didn't say anything: "Long live, the old minister has something to play." ”

This occasion is not the time to play the book, and now is not the time to discuss state affairs, Renzong wanted to refuse, but looking at Fan Zhongyan's white hair and trembling body, he changed his attention again: "Aiqing, say it." ”

Fan Zhongyan broke free from the support of Zhan Zhao and Fan Chunyou: "Long live Mingjian, now the situation in the Great Song Dynasty has been renovated, the people are rich, and the state is strong." We are also blind to the death of the old minister, but we still need to be cautious in the future, and the prince must be established as soon as possible to ensure the stability of my Great Song Society. ”

Now Zhao Shu is only one name away, it should be said that he even has a name, only one name is missing. But in Fan Zhongyan's opinion, the sooner this name is given to Zhao Shu, the better. Because what the Great Song Dynasty needs in the future is stability.

The situation is very good, but it will take at least twenty years of stability for the Song Dynasty to digest these fruits. It takes time for the scholars, the merchants, or the military industry to do a natural run-in. If you can't do it, then all these years of hard work may be in vain.

(To be continued)