Zhao Jun spent the whole morning shopping.

The inner city is bustling with people coming and going, it is indeed a prosperous time.

It is also very large, with tall gates and courtyards everywhere, commercial streets everywhere, and a lot of people coming and going.

He walked and stopped, buying some snacks when he was hungry and soup or tea when he was thirsty. Almost every few meters he walked, there were various tea shops, snack shops and restaurants.

He stood on Qingfeng Bridge and looked at the scenery. A lady in a long gauze and silk gown passed by with an umbrella. Scholars holding folding fans recited poems and composed couplets. The cries of peddlers carrying goods on their shoulders echoed in his ears. Everything was so peaceful and harmonious.

Even the public security is very good. I walked around for most of the day and there were no beggars begging on the streets, no disputes between neighbors, and no hooligans fighting or making trouble. Nothing happened. It was extremely harmonious.

Cao Xiu had already left. After all, he was the Imperial City Envoy. Although the Imperial City Division's sphere of influence was only in Bianliang, the Imperial City Division had thousands of inspectors and had to deal with all kinds of information every day. It was impossible for them to be there all the time. Therefore, the only ones around him were Di Qing and a few of his brothers who had just joined the army.

As for how many spies are following him, that is another matter.

"Young man, that's the famous Fanlou in Bianliang. I heard that Fanlou is the best of the 72 buildings in Bianliang. The food, singing and dancing, and the ladies there are all top-notch."

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

Willows swayed on the banks of the Jin River, and the tall building was looming among the greenery of the towering trees. Indistinctly, one could still see a graceful figure passing by the protruding railings on the third floor.

Mr. Wang is here?

Cai Zhi shook his head and said, "The inner city is the place you want to see. The outer city is just a place of decadence and extravagance. If you stay in that kind of place all day, you will feel that Xiao Song is full of singing and dancing, and you will only see the suffering of the world."

So if I were an official, and pushed for reform in this way, the situation would be the same as Wang Anshi. The upper level would implement it well, but it would end in failure in the end.

Zhao Zhen also took care of us. After all, it was just the first day we met and we were all familiar with each other. He let us do our job well and personally led Zhao Jun back into the study.

Fan Lou scratched his head and said, "Do you know what the big sister Dalang is talking about?"

I have learned calligraphy. In the current compulsory education, basically, there are no calligraphy classes in remote rural areas, especially in universities in big towns. I studied it from eighth grade to eighth grade, for eight years.

"The prince's family really has no money."

Now there is another gentleman, which proves that the person outside has a very shocking identity. The inspectors who were originally sent to stay behind for some reason and were like being in prison suddenly became alert and did their guard work seriously.

The problem is that Zhao Zhen needs the right to speak and to touch our bottom line, so he naturally has to strive for his own interests. How can he get the status of a retired scholar and become a low-level official?

"hehe."

Zhao Zhen made a tentative joke.

"Well, that's bad."

Zhao Jun walked over and took out a few papers from his sleeve.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I know where your residence is. You should have visited it last time."

Zhao Jun's face immediately turned grim, and he said, "Zhao Zhen, one should take one step at a time and do bad things down to earth."

Zhao Zhen smiled.

"Who knows? We just have to follow orders."

Writing that stuff has been a routine for thousands of years.

For example, my father, Xia Song, was a martyr. He relied on that little to enter the officialdom and was recommended by Prime Minister Li Hang, but he was only promoted from a high-ranking military officer to a civil official. Before that, he had to take the imperial examination to be promoted.

I actually know that the title of "big sister" probably ended from the Seven Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period to the Northern Song Dynasty.

"If you have money, you can go there. These are the places you want to go. You want to ask, is the inner city also that prosperous?"

Now I just need to deepen my understanding, learn to use the tone of the ancients and most of the traditional Chinese characters needed, and pick up the brush calligraphy again, and I will be able to write a policy paper.

"Yes, yes, I can. It's been useful for a long time. I'm proficient at it."

I've regained some of my form now, and my handwriting isn't much worse than when I first finished.

Whether it was the Emperor of the Song Dynasty or the officials of the Song Dynasty, they would make a person who had never even taken the imperial examination retreat directly into the officialdom and hold a low position.

Zhao Zhen responded with a forced smile.

After hearing Fan Lou's words, Zhao Zhen asked, "Is the elder sister he mentioned the same elder sister you understand?"

As long as I refuse, my starting point in the officialdom will be very low, and it is natural that my promotion will be slow.

Zhao Zhen arranged his writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, then said with a smile, "It's not so bad. It's okay as long as you don't have a place to live. You come from the countryside, so you're too picky about where you live."

"First, pass the imperial examination. If you fail, then we can only use Old Fan as a pawn."

Cai Zhi returned to the room. Now that I finally lost my private space, I began to think carefully.

But some time later, he was still shouting slogans about revitalizing the Song Dynasty, but he went straight to a brothel as soon as he left the palace. It was really outrageous, and he had never had time to visit such places before. Although he was curious, he could not help but be patient.

I had long realized that something was amiss. Although the Imperial City Office was feared by these civil officials, they often submitted memorials calling for war and killing, demanding that the government abolish the office.

Knowing that it was difficult for a weaker person to enter the officialdom through the imperial examination, I could only follow Xiao Song's rules. Otherwise, facing the huge class of scholars and officials right after crossing over would be a bit too much.

"Don't worry about what's going on down there."

But looking back, it is obvious that we still have no position and interests of our own. We are willing for Zhao Zhen to move so slowly and cling to the bottom line.

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