Zhao Jun was shopping all morning.

The inner city is prosperous, and the flow of people shuttles through, which is indeed a prosperous time.

And it's big, there are high-gate compounds everywhere, commercial streets everywhere, and there are a lot of people coming and going.

He stops and goes, buys some snacks when he is hungry, and has soup and tea when he is thirsty, and almost every few meters he walks, there are all kinds of tea shops, snack shops and restaurants.

He stood on the Qingfeng Bridge and watched the scenery, there were young ladies in light gauze silk robes passing by with umbrellas, Confucian scholars with folding fans chanting poems against them, and the shouting of the merchants carrying the containers echoed in his ears, everything was so quiet and peaceful.

Even the security is very good, after shopping for most of the day, there are no beggars begging along the street, there are no disputes between neighbors, and there is no splashing skin that fights and troubles, nothing happens, and the harmony is excessive.

Cao Xiu has already left, after all, he is the imperial city envoy, although the sphere of influence of the Imperial City Division is only in Bianliang, but there are thousands of inspectors in the Imperial City Division, and they have to deal with all kinds of information every day, and it is impossible to be there all the time, so there are only Di Qing and a few brothers who have just enlisted in the army and led the class.

As for how many spies are still around, that's another matter.

"Xiaolang, there is the famous Fan Lou in Bianliang, I heard that Fan Lou is the first of the seventy-two floors in Bianliang, and the food, singing and dancing, and the young lady in it are all a must."

Di Qing pointed to a tall building in the distance and said.

The willows on the bank of the Golden River are fluttering, the tall buildings are looming in the greenery of the towering trees, and there seems to be a beautiful figure flashing by the protruding railing on the third floor.

The most important thing is that this building is said to be only one of the Fan Towers, and in the place where they can't see, there are buildings and courtyards, like palaces.

"Di Qing."

Hearing Di Qing's words, Zhao Jun asked, "Is this young lady you are talking about the young lady I understand?" ”

Di Qing scratched his head and said, "I don't know what Miss Xiaolang is talking about?" ”

"That's it. Forget it, it's fine. ”

Zhao Jun shook his head.

He actually knew that the title of Miss probably began from the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms to the Northern Song Dynasty.

It has two meanings, and it was originally called the daughter of a dignitary.

However, because of the endless wars of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the families of the captured enemy officials were often sent to serve as military prostitutes or official officials, and slowly the title naturally changed.

Shi Yu next to him said with a smile: "Isn't Xiaolang going to see it?" There are more than 50 streets and alleys in the east corner of Bianliang, Maqian Street, and the size of each tile, each with a different style. ”

"Do you go often?"

Zhao Jun said with a smile.

"I don't go there very often, we can have a few dollars on an errand."

Shi Yu muttered, don't look at the Great Song Dynasty, which spends forty or fifty million yuan for the army every year, it seems that if you count it, it seems that 800,000 forbidden troops and 400,000 box troops can be divided into more than forty yuan per year.

In fact, it is not bad to be able to get four or five runs a year, after all, these forty or fifty million runs are sucking blood layer by layer, layer by layer, and it is already less than one in ten.

"If you don't have money, you won't go, and those places are not where I want to go, I want to ask, is the outer city so prosperous?"

Zhao Jun asked.

"The outer city is much worse."

Di Qing said: "There are many houses over there, and there are many people. ”

"Let's check it out over there next time."

Zhao Jun looked at the sky, it was already afternoon, according to the agreement, Wang Zeng would come over to teach him how to write today, and it was time to go back.

Liu Qing wondered: "Xiaolang, isn't the inner city fun?" I have to go out of town. ”

Zhao Jun shook his head and said: "The inner city is not the place I want to see, there are only drunken gold fans here, and if you stay in this kind of place all day, you will feel that the Great Song Dynasty is full of singing and dancing, and you can't see the suffering of the world." ”

"I think the inner city is also quite difficult, for example, the inner city is full of fun places, but my pocket is cleaner than my face, and I can't play anywhere."

Li Yi pinched his shriveled money bag, since following Di Qing from the peripheral imperial horse to the front of the palace, the income is a little higher, but it is not high, and they have to support their wives and children, so they really don't have much money for them to enjoy.

The brothers thought that they had followed the big man and introduced some restaurants to the big man, so that they could follow him to see the world, but they didn't know that the big man was not good at this.

But they didn't know that it wasn't that Zhao Jun didn't want to go, and when he passed by a hook fence, he took a few more looks.

I'm more curious about that kind of place.

But some time ago, he was shouting slogans to revitalize the Great Song Dynasty, but as soon as he left the palace, he went straight to the Goolan brothel, which was really outrageous, and this kind of place had time to see it in the future, although he was curious, he was not impatient.

Zhao Jun visited two markets in the inner city in the morning, and also saw the most prosperous area of the Great Song Dynasty, which was indeed as Sima Guang said, "pawns in uniforms, and farmers in silk shoes".

If the entire Great Song Dynasty is like this, then the Great Song Dynasty will be a paradise, a fairyland on earth, where do you still need him to revitalize?

It's a pity that along the way, Zhao Jun saw not only singing and dancing, but also seeing the criss-crossing of various square cities, with forbidden troops and officials on the streets to maintain order, and corner towers and watchtowers to observe the Quartet, and the public security and business environment are naturally very good.

Even the outer city is not like this?

The group went home, and after Zhao Jun went home, he went to the study to read by himself.

The study room was full of books, all of which were classic works annotated by the great confucian, and he focused on the "Book of Filial Piety", so he took the book annotated by the great Confucian Kong Yingda of the early Tang Dynasty and looked at it.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Zengsan got off work and was sent directly outside his residence by the sedan chair man, and Zhao Jun personally came out to greet him.

When the guards of the imperial city saw this scene, their eyes were about to fall.

Wang Xianggong actually came?

"What kind of character is this Xiaolang? Wang Xianggong actually visited in person? ”

"Who knows, let's just do what we are told."

"Leave the business up there."

The head of several guards is called Zhou Xin, who is the escort of the Detective Division, who sounds like an ordinary officer, but in fact he is still a military six-rank pro-guard officer, and belongs to the emperor's pro-army.

He had long sensed that something was wrong, although the Imperial City Division was feared by those civil officials, he often shouted and shouted to kill, and asked the officials to remove the yamen.

But because he is deeply relied on by the officials, the status of the imperial envoy is not low, how can ordinary people be qualified to let him accompany him, and he also left Chazi as a guard.

Now there is another prime minister, which proves that the one inside obviously has a shocking identity, which makes the inspectors who were originally sent to stay behind for no reason, like being in prison, suddenly feel energetic and do a good job of guarding.

Zhao Jun didn't care about them, after all, they had only met on the first day, and they weren't familiar with each other, so let them do their job well, and personally led Wang Zeng into the study.

"Boy, how are you staying here? Still used to it? ”

Wang Zeng came in and looked at his house, although it was a little small, it was not as good as his Wang family's mansion outside the Yujiezhou Bridge, but it was close to the palace, and it was still easy to enter the palace.

Zhao Jun sorted out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and said with a smile: "It's okay, just have a place to live, I'm from a rural area, and I don't pick a place." ”

"Well, that's good."

Wang Zeng saw that the scriptures of filial piety had been placed on Zhao Jun's table, and there seemed to be traces of turning, so he nodded with satisfaction and said, "It seems that you have begun to study the scriptures." ”

"Then what's the way, let you help and you don't help, you can only learn it yourself, you can't bypass the imperial examination, the official family canonized me directly."

Zhao Jun tentatively joked.

Wang Zeng's face suddenly turned bad, and he said: "Zhao Jun, people still have to take one step at a time, and it is better to be down-to-earth." ”

"Huh."

Zhao Junpi responded with a smile.

"Today I'm here to teach you the format of the writing, I brought a few volumes, I wrote them before, you can copy them first and see if you are familiar with this kind of writing."

Wang Zeng came over and took out a few rolls from his sleeve.

Zhao Jun took it and swept it, then prepared a pen and paper by himself, took a brush and dipped it on the newly poured ink in the inkstone, and sat down to start copying.

When Wang Zeng saw him holding a pen, he frowned and said, "Don't you know how to use a pen?" ”

"It's not that it won't, it's that it's been useless for a long time, and it's rusty."

Zhao Jun said.

He has learned calligraphy, and now under compulsory education, basically as long as it is not a particularly remote rural area, there are brush classes in primary schools in ordinary towns, and he has been studying for three years from the third grade to the sixth grade.

Later, in high school, under the promotion of quality education, liberal arts students also had a calligraphy class a week.

The problem is that he hasn't touched a brush for four years in college, so he is naturally not as skilled in gestures as before.

"It's good to be able to write, take your time."

Wang Zeng nodded, then pointed to the top of the scroll and said: "You see, a policy theory should be divided into three types, namely the head, the policy item and the end, the policy head is the beginning of the policy, which can be divided into "opening words", "introductory words" and "closing words", which play a role in guiding the topic of the whole policy thesis, as for this policy."

Zhao Jun copied Wang Zeng's strategy with a brush, and he stumbled at first, after all, he hadn't taken a brush for a few years, and it was definitely not as good as before. But I slowly mastered the rhythm, and the handwriting was a little worse, but I could barely recognize it, so it wasn't a problem.

The examination is not a calligraphy examination, basically as long as the words are not particularly outrageous, scribbled to the point that the examiner is completely unrecognizable, in the case of the content is strong enough, it is probably possible to pass.

And Wang Zeng talked about the behavior format of writing policy theories, and Zhao Jun felt so familiar while listening to his explanation.

I listened to it while copying, and suddenly it occurred to me.

Isn't this TM just composition?

Chinese composition is not to first determine the theme, then make up the idea, then expound the truth, and finally echo the topic, which is commonly known as the beginning, middle and end.

Really.

Writing about this thing has been a routine for thousands of years.

After understanding this format as an act, it suddenly made Zhao Jun's mind much clearer.

He continued to listen to Wang Zeng's explanation, and his understanding of the writing of the countermeasure theory also deepened a lot.

In this way, more than three hours passed, and by the time it was three o'clock in the evening, that is, at eight o'clock in the evening, Zhao Jun already had a concept of the writing of the countermeasures.

Now you just need to deepen your understanding, and then learn to use the tone of the ancients and a small number of traditional characters that need to be used, and pick up the brush characters again, and you will probably be able to write a strategy.

"These are some of the main points of the policy theory, it seems that you are learning very quickly, there are more than 20 days left for the hometown test, I will ask people to take more of the strategy I wrote back then, you can first follow the imitation of the writing, and strive to write your own policy within ten days."

Wang Zeng watched Zhao Jun comprehend very quickly, and he already had a certain understanding of the rhetoric, and couldn't help but sigh that the people of later generations were really smart, and he could understand at a glance what he had learned for a long time.

But I didn't know that Zhao Jun's college entrance examination essay was 58 points, and the difference of 2 points was a full score, and the reason for the deduction was that he didn't have enough time, wrote too quickly, and wrote two typos.

"Thank you Maharaja, I don't know where the prince's mansion is, next time I will visit."

Zhao Jun stopped the pen in his hand.

He's now a little bit better at it, and his handwriting is much better than it was at the beginning.

Wang Zeng said casually: "On the side of the Drum Tower of Yujie, not far from Xiangguo Temple, the scenery over there is good, just on the edge of the Bianhe River." ”

"Is it the mansion that covers an area of dozens of acres?"

"Yes."

"The prince's family is really rich."

"Hehe, we are all the same, ordinary families, at most the house is a little bigger."

Wang Zeng thought that Zhao Jun disliked living in a cottage and he lived in a mansion, and his heart was a little unbalanced, so he coped with it.

"Huh."

Zhao Jun also smiled.

After a while, the sky darkened, and Wang Zeng left.

Zhao Jun returned to the room, and now that he finally had his own private space, he began to think carefully.

In fact, recently, he has been testing the bottom line of these scholars and doctors in the Song Dynasty.

Just crossed over, he did wonder if Zhao Zhen would directly give him any officials.

After all, only those who have an official position have the power to give orders directly, otherwise they can only indirectly give orders to that group of people.

The problem is that the future reform is to reform these scholars, and King Lu Yi and Jian Zeng are this group, how can they reform their own lives?

So if he doesn't become an official, then promoting innovation will still end up like Wang Anshi, and the lower-level execution will not be in place, and it will only end in disgrace in the end.

Only by entering the officialdom and gathering a group of like-minded people, such as Fan Zhongyan, can we accumulate strength and defeat this group of stubborn old factions.

But when he heard that Zhao Zhen was just a fellow jinshi, he knew that he was thinking too much.

Whether it is the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty or the officials of the Great Song Dynasty, they will not let a person who has not even participated in the imperial examination directly enter the officialdom and occupy a high position.

Although there is a saying about the shade of the door, they also have a bottom line, that is, those who enter the shade cannot be the highest-level officials.

For example, Xia Zhu's father is a martyr, relying on this point to enter the office, and he was recommended by Prime Minister Li Xin, but he only changed from a small military attache to a civil official, and then he had to take the imperial examination to be promoted.

Therefore, if a person who has not participated in the imperial examination is directly sent to the officialdom, this in itself is a provocation to the entire scholarly class, and it will be discriminated against and opposed.

Therefore, at the beginning, Zhao Zhen and the others wanted Zhao Jun to go through the process, participate in the imperial examination, and wait for the first place before giving him the same Jinshi background.

Zhao Jun does not object to this.

Knowing that it was difficult to forcibly enter the government without relying on the imperial examination, he could only follow the rules of the Great Song Dynasty first. Otherwise, it would be a bit overwhelming to face the huge class of scholars and doctors as soon as they crossed over.

It's also about following the locals, and first incorporating into their rules, understanding their rules, and then breaking their rules.

Otherwise, forcibly breaking it from the outside can easily cause a counterattack by the entire scholarly class.

The problem is that Zhao Jun needs the right to speak and figure out their bottom line, so he naturally wants to fight for his own interests, how can he get a person who is born as a fellow jinshi and become a low-level person in the officialdom?

So he also has his own requirements, that is, he needs King Lu Yijian to open the back door, in addition to fighting for the right to speak, but also to see if these people will agree.

As long as he agrees, then his starting point for joining the company is very high, and it is natural that he will be promoted quickly.

At the same time, it also proves that Lu Yi Jian Wang Zeng and they really want to reform, and they spare no effort to help themselves, hoping that they can bring prosperity to the Great Song Dynasty.

But at present, it is obvious that they still have their own positions and interests, and they don't want Zhao Jun to go so fast and hold on to the bottom line.

Then Zhao Jun couldn't do anything for the time being, he wasn't so stupid as to force them to continue to be tough.

It's just that he always felt that something was wrong.

For example, Lu Yijian and they have been saying that only when they enter the officialdom can they understand officialdom and so on, obviously they should be very supportive of their own entry, why do they have to set up certain obstacles?

Moreover, when Zhao Zhenci was born with Jinshi, it was also Lu Yijian who had been persuading him to agree.

The truth is that this truth is correct, but they seem to want to get into the imperial examination, and they don't seem to want to let themselves get in so easily, will there be any conspiracy or anything like that?

Or do they not want to reform?

Probably not.

I've told them so much, don't they know what will happen if they don't reform?

So they should support themselves?

Is that thinking too much?

It seems to be too.

After all, what they said did make sense, and the power of the officials of the Song Dynasty was really top-notch.

What the emperor has is the power to serve the military and the power to dismiss officials, and the rest of the governance, political power, and judicial power are all in their hands.

Therefore, reform can only be done if you are an official.

It's just that the imperial examination will not delay too much, and I am afraid that it will be dozens of years old before I really take power.

Of course.

Maybe they can control the power through Lu Yijian and them.

Forget it, let's think about these things later.

Now it's time to think about the way forward.

"Today, I watched the singing and dancing of Bianliang for a day, but I only saw the smell of wine and meat in Zhumen, and I haven't seen frozen bones on the road, but Wang Zeng, Lu Yijian, and their house are really big."

"These people are clean and honest, and they are actually not corrupt, but TM gets a salary equivalent to millions of dollars every month, plus the family is still doing business, and they live in dozens of acres of mansions, and they are so cool that they are flying."

"The annual salary of a minister in the Qing Dynasty is only 180 taels, and the annual salary of these guys is 20,000 or 30,000 yuan, which is more than 100 times that of the ministers of the same level in the Qing Dynasty, which is really outrageous."

"Even if you cut it in half, you can give it to the redundant officials of the Song Dynasty, I don't know how much money, it is estimated that there must be tens of millions of guan."

"Hmm."

"If you can't pass the exam, then you can only use Lao Fan as a gun."

Zhao Jun raised his head and saw the bright moon outside through the window on the right side of the study.

I thought to myself.

When I get admitted, the first one will cut you first, and see if I don't cut your salary!

(End of chapter)