Another snow fell in the sky.

Snowflakes are flying, and the sky and the earth are quiet.

Wang Ju put down his pen and said, "The second eldest son, Lu Ping, Yelong Basheng, if you are in a hurry, then go out for a walk." But remember, this is the capital, nobles walk all over the place, don't cause trouble. ”

"We're not in a hurry, besides, it's better to stay in the house because of the heavy snowfall." The second eldest son said.

"Well, when the snow stops, the official will take you, if you fancy something, buy them, and the official will call a car and send them back."

"Don't, Wang Zhixian, that's too expensive, the money is very useful in Wang Zhixian's hands, and we also want to save a province." Wild Dragon Baa Sheng said. Don't look at shouting a carriage, it costs a lot of money to travel from the capital to Shaanxi, and Lu Ping's family is still in Yanzhou.

Don't look at this old man, he is very sensible, but very clever, he has a bad subject, and he doesn't want to read and write. As soon as he saw the book, he immediately wanted to sleep.

"Okay, Lu Ping, you are not young, catch up with Ming'er, if you are the daughter of a good family, the official will make the decision for you and marry her."

"This, this ......"

The second eldest son of Quan Hehe said happily: "Da Lang, it's not that he doesn't want to marry, Guan Jian has a good eye." ”

"Oh, whose lady is it, could it be Zhang Qianfu......" Wang Ju said that there is a background, Zhang Qi also took over the family in the spring, he has a daughter who is very beautiful, and Lu Ping praised it at that time.

"It's not her, no matter how Xiao Pingzi looks at it, she doesn't have the guts, that lady is the daughter of Xi Yuan's foreign family."

"Yanzhou Xi Yuanwai?"

"That's easy, this official will make the decision for you." Wang Ju said, isn't it just rich, that's it.

"Can it really be done?"

"Why can't it be done," Wang Ju said. This is because he is too young, otherwise these few disciples will mix with him on the battlefield casually, and he will also get the position of military attache of a general.

Lu Ping rubbed his hands and said, "Then thank Da Lang." ”

Then he smiled and changed the water in the kettle for Wang Ju, and then dialed the charcoal in the charcoal basin, and then said: "It's a pity that the kid who returned to his mother went back to the village." ”

"His grandfather passed away, and there are many affairs in the village, so let's go back."

As he was talking, the soldiers outside walked in and said, "Wang Pingshi, the Cao family asks to see you." ”

"Cao Jialang?"

"Uncle Guo's eldest man."

"Uncle Cao?" Wang Juhu was suspicious. Now there is only one person in Uncle Cao Guo, that is the legendary Uncle Cao Guo, don't take it seriously, legends are legends, and truth is true. However, it seems that this Cao Tong's character is not bad, that is, he is the same as the privy envoy Wang Yiyong, who has been a privy envoy for fifteen years, let me do things, I will do things, and I will not be angry if I am not allowed to do things, and I usually do not discuss national politics, nor do I talk casually, it seems to be the prime minister of Xifu, but in fact he has become an invisible person. In this way, the doctor likes it, this is the duty of being a relative, you have to be obedient, you have to be obedient.

However, this is on the surface, don't really underestimate these relatives and clans.

Wang Anshi made a lot of heels on this.

Wang Ju stepped down from the iron net of the brazier and came out. A young man in his early twenties, Wang Ju politely shouted: "I've seen Cao Dalang." ”

"You are the rumored Prince Ann?"

"Rumored...... Cao Dalang, don't take it seriously, I don't know if Erlang is here, what are you doing? ”

"Hearing your name, I want to treat you to a glass of water and wine."

"How dare you."

"Doesn't Zi'an give me face?"

"In this way, I'll invite you," Wang Ju took Cao Yan's eldest son, Cao Ping, to a wine shop not far ahead.

Cao Ping said: "Uncle, bring a pitcher over." ”

"Guest, bring it at once," the guy immediately brought a pitcher.

Wang Ju faintly felt that something was not quite right, and Cao Ping said again: "Zi'an, I heard that you are outstanding in martial arts, but let's compare the pitching pot and allow another vote." ”

"Da Lang, that's a rumor, I'm a civil official, where is there any martial arts. At most, sometimes I get up in the morning to do a dozen punches or shoot an arrow, and it is not for martial arts, but just to strengthen the body. As for the rumors, don't take them seriously. ”

"Isn't pitching pots the six arts of literati?"

"Do you mean what the Master said about the ceremony, the music, the shooting, the royal family, the book, and the shooting? Da Lang, it seems that you have misunderstood, the master said that if a gentleman has nothing to fight, he will also shoot, and he will rise and drink, and his dispute is also a gentleman. The general idea is that people can lose their temper, but a gentleman can't fight like a Murano puppet when he's angry, and the best solution is to compare archery, and the loser drinks and then shakes hands and makes peace. But this archery is not pitching pots, pitching pots only appeared later, not when the master, his shooting is archery and slingshots. ”

"What about the Emperor?"

"That is the royal car, and the ancient royal car also has a lot of etiquette, so the nobles also have to learn."

"Why do literati shoot arrows?"

"Then you also misunderstood, the master also talks about both civil and military training, but civil and military must serve the ritual music, that is, the order, so the ritual music comes first, and the number of imperial books comes last. There is also a strong civilization in the far west, and they also have six arts, swordsmanship, horsemanship, spear skills, swimming, chess skills, and poetry, which are actually a kind of both civil and military. ”

"That's the case, isn't the pitching pot unrelated to the six arts?"

"Archery requires a field, so since the Qin Dynasty, it has been changed to a small arrow pitcher. Therefore, the shooting in the current six arts can also include pitching. ”

"Then we'll be better than throwing pots."

Why did you come back, Wang Ju said: "Cao Dalang, I'm really embarrassed, I rarely throw a pot, if you throw a pot and eat a few glasses of wine, I will accompany you, but use gambling to compare the pot, forgive me for my fate." ”

"Aren't you literati?"

"Regardless of literati and martial artists, they all have their own strengths and weaknesses, for example, I am in Huachi, General Yao Ji's handwriting is better than mine, isn't he a military general? For another example, do you dare to compare poetry and song writing with Ouyang Gong? Do you dare to dispatch the three armies with Cai Gongbi and defeat the enemy? Do you dare to compete with Han Gong to manage national politics and dominate the world? However, as long as Da Lang reports his name, no matter which house he goes to, the middle door of that house will be wide open, and Da Lang is welcome to enter and sit down. ”

"Are you laughing at me for being a bully?"

"Da Lang, if you are reasonable, you will be strong, and if you are unreasonable, you will be weak. Besides, why do you want to be so weak over me? ”

Cao commented that he couldn't say it, and said: "How are we compared to archery?" ”

"No, I don't like it. If the big man asks to come out, just than throwing pots or archery, then I will take my leave, I am short on time, and now I am writing a book, and I have no free time. After Wang Ju finished speaking, he left with his sleeves.

"It's so strange that this uncle is a child," Lu Ping said.

"It's kind of weird."

"What is the ability of archery, and the ability to kill the enemy on the battlefield." Wild Dragon Baa Sheng said unconvinced.

"Don't underestimate the Gao Cao family, there are really some children in their family who kill enemies on the battlefield," Wang Ju said, the Cao family now has very few people serving as border generals, but the Gao family still has them, such as Gao Zunyu. But Wang Ju felt strange in his heart, when did he offend the child of Uncle Cao Guo's family?

But fortunately, Wang Ju is not comparable, otherwise he will lose without Ying, Cao Tong, the eldest son, whether it is pitching pots or archery, it is first-class. Of course, it's one thing to compete, it's another to get to the battlefield.

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"His Majesty has been seriously ill for a long time, and it is not a long-term solution." On the other side, Han Qi summoned all the important ministers to the political hall for a meeting.

At this time, it was impossible to hide it, and even most of the people in the capital knew the news that Zhao Shu was seriously ill.

The ministers agreed.

This is not a long-term solution, that is, Zhao Ji's name has not yet been clearly determined.

"The old man wants to lead you to ask about life, what do you think?"

"Yes." Everyone replied again.

Han Qi directly broke into the harem with the minister, and it was not the first time he did this, the time Zhao Zhen went crazy, not only did the ministers of the two provinces run into the harem every day, but the ministers of the two systems went to the inner east gate every day to greet him, and the Beijing officials, regardless of size, old or young, also entered the palace once every four or five days. As a result, Zhao Zhen's harem has many sisters and how many beautiful sisters, and the ministers know it well.

Han Qi personally took the important ministers to ask the emperor about his life, but the eunuchs did not dare to stop him.

This time Han Qi was lucky, Zhao Shu did not fall asleep.

Han Qi held his tooth wat and said: "Your Majesty has not seen for a long time, and China and foreign countries are worried, it is advisable to establish the crown prince as soon as possible to calm the hearts of the people." ”

This sentence is also true, after all, everyone must put national affairs first, and they are not afraid of 10,000, just in case.

Zhao Shu's forehead.

At this time, he was so sick that he could not even speak.

Han Qi personally commanded, and Zhao Shu wrote a few big characters: Establish the king as the crown prince.

Han Qi looked at these words and said, "It must be King Ying, and it is more pro-book to bother the saint." ”

It doesn't matter, in fact, this king is Zhao Ji, but it's good to be careful, just like when Song Zhenzong ascended the throne, Lu Duan asked Song Zhenzong to open the curtain to let everyone see if it was him, so he was relieved.

I've spoken, do I still need to look at myself?

But be careful, this matter is also recognized by everyone.

Zhao Shu wrote three words with difficulty in the back: Yingwang Xuan.

At this time, Han Qi still did nothing wrong, and then again, according to the Song system, this cannot be called an edict, and it must be rewritten by the officials of the two systems before it can be a real edict and a national letter, and it can be recognized by everyone.

So Han Qi asked Gao Jujian to bring the imperial book, which was a paper specially written for the edict, and asked Zhang Fangping to write it immediately.

After Zhang Fangping finished writing, he handed the pen to Zhao Shu, and Zhao Shu wrote: In the coming day, he will be the crown prince.

"Your Majesty, the title of the book is not clear, please write again."

Zhao Shu had no choice but to write the word Yingwang again, thought about it, and wrote the word Dawang again. King Ying plus King Da, Zhao Ji's identity was confirmed.

After writing these five words, Zhao Shu suddenly burst into tears.

Zhao Ji crouched in front of the couch and cried.

"Your Majesty, state affairs are important and cannot be dismissed." Han Qi Zhengse said.

Then everyone withdrew, and Wen Yanbo said at the door: "Do you see the emperor's color?" At this point in life, even father and son cannot be motionless. ”

Zhao Ji is young and has good ears, so he felt a little strange to hear this.

Han Qi said seriously: "State affairs should be like this, but what! ”

In fact, Gao Tao was so angry behind the curtain that his whole body trembled, and even the teacup lid in his hand kept touching the mouth of the cup, making a screeching sound. R1152