In March of the fourth year of the Great Song Dynasty, Yingzong collapsed in the Funing Palace, and the crown prince ascended the throne; In September, Wang Anshi of Jiangning Mansion was summoned as a bachelor of Hanlin, and Wang Anshi's son, Xinke Jinshi and Jingde County Lieutenant Wang Yan were summoned to Beijing together.

On a certain day in November, Wang Anshi and Wang Yan had arrived at 30 miles outside Kaifeng City, Wang Yan rode his horse in front, and dozens of servants escorted Wang Anshi's carriage behind, and were slowly moving towards Kaifeng.

Wang Yan is in his early twenties, he has already won the Jinshi, he is high-spirited, and he knows that his father Wang Anshi has been famous in the world for 30 years, and the official family has just ascended the throne to recruit Wang Anshi into the court.

After walking a short distance, Wang Yan raised his eyes and saw a corner of the eaves on the mountain on the side of the road, he knew that this was the place where his father's friend Master Zhiyuan lived in seclusion to practice Buddhism. At present, although his father has won the favor of the official family, there are still important ministers such as Sima Guang, Lu Gongbi, and Han Jiang in Beijing, which should not be underestimated.

Wang Yan turned the horse's head and came back, walked to the carriage and called, "Father, there is a place where Master Zhiyuan lives in front of you, do you want to get out of the car and see it?" ”

The curtain of the car opened, Wang Anshi poked his head out, this person had a dark face, a square face, and at first glance he was a stubborn person, with three black moles on the left and right ears, and his face was different from ordinary people.

"I haven't seen Master Zhiyuan for many years, so I should visit me since I'm passing by." After speaking, Wang Anshi got out of the car, walked to the side of the road with Wang Yan, and looked at the ancient temple on the mountain from a distance.

"The last time the child entered the Beijing Imperial Examination, I came to visit Master Zhiyuan, and it was only two or three miles from this path, but Master Zhiyuan likes to be pure, so why don't we let them climb for one or two hours again, and then go to Beijing after my father and son visit Master Zhiyuan?" Wang Yan said that this place is very close to Kaifeng, so there is no need to worry about encountering bad people.

"That's fine, just rest here!" Wang Anshi nodded, and asked Wang Yan to bring some tea for Master Zhiyuan, and the two walked along the path to the mountain.

After walking more than a mile inside, he saw a mountain bay, Wang Yan pointed to the mountain bay and said, "After this bay and walk forward for a while, you will reach the bottom of the mountain. ”

But as soon as they turned the bay, they saw a house on the side of the road, when was it built? Wang Yan thought that he had seen it wrong, so he quickly rubbed his eyes and opened them again to see that the house was still standing on the side of the road.

He saw that this house was about two feet high, and the style was very different from any palace mansion he had ever seen, and the whole body was wrapped in a layer of crystal, shining in the sunlight, not like a human residence.

"Is this the Heavenly Bai Yujing, or the Crystal Palace of the Dragon King of the East China Sea?" With Wang Yanzhi's well-informed, he couldn't help but be so surprised, Wang Anshi also opened his mouth slightly, looking at the house curiously.

"The two guests are in a hurry, why don't you go into the house and rest for a while?" Someone in the room heard the voice, only to see the two crystals in front of the room quietly separated, and out came a man, who was more than six feet tall, with a feather coat and a star crown, like a fairy.

"So much of a nuisance." Feeling that this person did not look like a wicked person, and was curious about the origin of this person and this house, Wang Anshi gave up his hand, and the three of them entered the house together.

When they arrived at the house, Wang Anshi and his son opened their eyes again, only to see that the ground was paved with polished and smooth wooden boards, which could be seen by the light, and the various objects placed in the house were also extremely exquisite, and they couldn't see what they were for at all.

"Seeing that the two of you look like readers, we might as well have tea and talk in the study." The master took the two of them to the study, which was about three zhang long and wide, and about two zhang high, very spacious, and the outer wall seemed to be made of crystal, and the whole body was translucent, and the outside could be seen clearly, and there were many bookshelves on the three walls of the house, and the bookshelves stretched from the ground to the roof, and there was a ladder with wheels next to it, which seemed to be used for taking books.

Wang Anshi's father and son are both people who read poetry and books, and when they saw the large number of books in this house, they suddenly had a good impression of the master, and said while looking at the books in the bookshelf, "The master is also a book lover!" There are so many books. "After a cursory look, there are probably thousands of books in this study.

"Hehe, in my hometown, this book is nothing at all, after drinking tea later, if you are interested, you might as well choose two books to take away." The master led them both to the middle of the room and sat down.

This place is also unique, in the middle is a large tree root painted throughout, on which are placed various tea sets, and next to it are several round woods, on which the three of them sit.

I don't know how the owner got it, but I saw water coming out of the branches and falling into the pot, and I didn't see the fire, so the water boiled by itself, and then the tea was washed and brewed, and the three cups of tea were brewed.

The whole process is very different from the popular tea art of the Great Song Dynasty, but there is also a kind of etiquette in it, at the invitation of the master, the two picked up the teacup and tasted it, at first it was slightly bitter, and then it was full of sweetness, even Wang Anshi, a person who is not good at tongue, couldn't help but shout.

"Under is Linchuan Wang Anshi, this is the dog Wang Yan, thank you for the host's hospitality, dare to ask the master's surname, where does it come from?" Wang Anshi couldn't hold back the question in his heart, put down the teacup and asked.

"Oh? It turned out to be Mr. Linchuan, who has admired the name for a long time! The host's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly returned the salute, "The next surname is Shen Minglong, and he is indeed not a person from the Great Song Dynasty, so it is inconvenient to say where he came from for the time being; I didn't expect to meet a talent like Mr. Linchuan when I first came to the Great Song Dynasty, I was really fortunate to have three lives, and I dare to ask what year is it now? ”

This is the hinterland of the Great Song Dynasty, since you have come here, why don't you know the years? And why didn't I see this house when I came here a few months ago? Obviously not such a house can be built overnight, right? Wang Yan was quite puzzled in his heart.

"It's the beginning of November of the fourth year of the Great Song Dynasty." Wang Anshi replied.

"Oh? At the beginning of November of the fourth year of the Great Song Dynasty? Shen Long muttered a sentence in his mouth, and took out an object that looked like a ruler-long book with his backhand, opened the leather cover, revealing a smooth and mirror-like surface, only to see his fingers click on the mirror twice, and the mirror suddenly lit up, and then dense characters appeared.

"November of the fourth year of peace? So Yingzong has died? Is Song Shenzong reigning now? Shen Long muttered as he looked at the characters.

"Bold!" Hearing this, Wang Yan stood up and shouted, Yingzong has just died, the latter sentence is a big problem, Shenzong heard that it is the temple number, the new emperor has just succeeded to the throne, you will give people the temple number, this is a big disrespect.

"Oh, it's in Xia Menglang!" Shen Long hurriedly got up and apologized, but this kind of problem cannot be solved with one or two apologies, Wang Anshi and his son got up and brushed their sleeves and wanted to leave, saying that they had to go back and ask someone to take him into the Kaifeng Mansion for questioning.

When recording the bookshelf, Wang Yan couldn't help but glance back, only to see the four bookshelves on the left side of the four bookshelves respectively written with four big characters of the subset of the scriptures and history, he is now facing the bookshelf with the word "history", the bookshelf is placed with thick books, and the spine is written "Historical Records", "Han Book", "Later Han Book", "Jin Book", "Song Book", "Old Tang Book", "New Tang Book", "History of the Five Dynasties", "History of the Song Dynasty" and other words.

Well? History of the Song Dynasty? Shouldn't the history book of Liu Song in the Southern Dynasty be the Book of Song? How can there be a "History of the Song Dynasty"? "Father, do you read this book?" Wang Yan couldn't help but exclaim.

"Oh? Wang Gongzi is interested in this Song history? Shen Long walked up to him and said, "It's a pity that this "History of the Song Dynasty" was written by barbarians, and the content is quite crude, which is really unsightly. ”

Wang Yan looked in the direction of his finger, and saw a row of thick books placed on the upper layer, with the three big characters of "Song Shilu" written on the spine, Shen Long took out a copy and handed it to him.

Wang Yan and Wang Anshi opened it and saw that this book was written about the events of this dynasty, but the text was very small, and there was a lack of pen strokes, and it was very difficult to read, but from the perspective of the few contents that were distinguished, these things were extremely close to their memories.

Qingli is the name of Song Renzong's year, it is only twenty or thirty years from now, Wang Anshi is in the second year of Qingli Jinshi, some of those just now are what he has personally experienced, so he can't tell the difference.

"It's!" The hands of the father and son of the Wang family trembled, and the unhappiness caused by the word Shenzong just now was covered by this greater shock, and the two of them looked back at the "History of the Song Dynasty" together, are these really the history books of my Great Song Dynasty?

Also, it has always been only after the fall of the dynasty that the next dynasty will begin to revise the history books for the previous dynasty, what did he mean when he just said that this "History of the Song Dynasty" was written by barbarians? Could it be that my Great Song Dynasty died to the Khitan in the end?

"Sir, dare to ask if this "History of the Song Dynasty" may lend me a reading?" Could it be that God doesn't want to see the Great Song Dynasty perish, so he sent immortals to help me? Wang Anshi asked tremblingly, pointing to the bookshelf.

"Today is inconvenient, I'm leaving soon, but I can give you a few fragments of "Song Shilu", and you can take them back and read them slowly." Shen Long's fingers clicked on the mirror a few more times, only to hear the white cabinet in the corner of the wall suddenly make a buzzing sound, and then spit out a few pieces of white paper.

Shen Long took out the white paper and sorted it out and handed it to Wang Anshi, "Okay, it's time to leave next, if the two of you are interested, you can meet here again on the fifth day of March next year." ”

After saying that, Shen Long led the two of them outside the house, only to hear a bang and the house disappeared without a trace, Shen Long immediately stepped on the clouds, leaving only Wang Anshi and his son standing on the spot.

"Father, I'm not dreaming, am I?" Wang Yan raised his hand and was about to rub his eyes, but when he saw that he was still holding a few pieces of white paper in his hand, he couldn't help but look over, only to see that the words on the paper this time were no different from the common characters of the Great Song Dynasty.

"In December of the fourth year of Zhiping, Ding Wei, the governor of Liao, Liu Xu, was still the deputy envoy of the privy council, and Zhang Xiaojie, a direct bachelor of the privy council, participated in the governor's affairs. Ji You, with filial piety and knowledge of the Privy Council. Filial piety attached to Yelu Yixun, so tired.

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The lord of Xia forgave Zuo, the twenty-first year, the people of the country said that Emperor Zhaoying, the temple number Yizong, and the burial of Anling; Zi Bingchang ascended the throne at the age of seven and was regent of Empress Dowager Liang.

In the month, Han Qi went to Yongxing ......"

It's November, and it's ...... What's to come?