After leaving Kaifeng Prefecture, Zhao Jun planned to return to the Imperial City Division first.
But he didn't expect that as soon as he stepped out of the gate of Kaifeng Prefecture, he saw Wang Shouzhong and a team of imperial guards waiting outside the gate.
Wang Shouzhong stood respectfully outside the Kaifeng Mansion, not at all like the most important eunuch in the palace.
However, this is normal, because Zhao Kuang learned the lesson of the eunuchs' interference in politics in the Han and Tang dynasties. There were very few eunuchs in the Northern Song Dynasty, and it was basically difficult for them to gain power. It was not until the end of the Northern Song Dynasty that the great eunuch Tong Guan came to power.
In addition, Zhao Jun's status is special, so let alone making Wang Shouzhong wait respectfully outside, even if he is asked to die, he will probably have to die.
Since Wang Shouzhong had done nothing wrong and was also nice to Zhao Jun, Zhao Jun had no ill feelings towards him. Seeing him waiting outside, he approached him curiously and asked, "Old Wang, are you here to see Old Fan?"
Wang Shouzhong smiled and said, "I'm here to look for Xiaolang."
"Looking for me?"
Zhao Jun wondered, "The emperor wants to see me again?"
"yes."
Wang Shouzhong still kept his head down and his eyes submissive.
"Oh well."
Zhao Jun thought about it. Although he would go to the palace to control Zhao Zhen from time to time, the maintenance of power depended on the distance from the center of power.
Even though he was the head of the Imperial City Department, a powerful position, he was away from the emperor for a long time, and it was inevitable that other villains would take advantage of him.
Zhao Zhen was a soft-hearted person. If he was fooled into doing something harmful to himself, he would not even be able to cry.
Therefore, the CPU must be constantly stimulated by things like the Jingkang Shame and the demise of the Song Dynasty, so that he will have the motivation to support his own reform cause.
Zhao Jun immediately followed Wang Shouzhong all the way to the palace gate.
Kaifeng Prefecture is not far from the imperial palace, with Youye Gate next to it. From Xijiaolou Street to the east, it is a few steps to Junyi Bridge Street. Less than a hundred meters to the north is the palace gate. It can be said to be at the feet of the emperor.
When Kaifeng Prefecture was destroyed some time ago, someone probably went to the palace to report it to Zhao Zhen, but Zhao Zhen did not send the imperial guards to stop it. Obviously, the signal sent to the outside world was also unusual, which was one of the reasons why high-ranking officials in the court were frightened and uneasy.
At this moment, Zhao Jun entered the palace from the Youye Gate, passed through the Changqing Gate, Chengtian Gate and Yanfu Palace, and headed north to the Back Garden.
As soon as I entered the garden, I saw Yaya standing at the door looking up.
"teacher!"
The moment she saw Zhao Jun, Yaya jumped up with joy, and several children behind her rushed over and surrounded him.
Zhao Jun felt a little complicated at this moment.
He had not seen these children since leaving the palace, and was told that they had been taken back by their respective families.
They were all the descendants of Sanxiang, Sanshen and Yan Shu, seven boys and three girls, a total of ten. Zhao Jun taught them for more than a month and recognized each child's voice.
After leaving the palace, Zhao Jun was confused for a while. He didn't know why he came to the Song Dynasty, so when faced with the deception of Lu Yijian and others, he didn't think about it carefully and was fooled. He went to take the imperial examination foolishly and had no time to teach his children to read.
Later, after Fan Zhongyan gave him some advice, Zhao Jun became angry at those people for setting him up, and it became even more impossible for him to continue teaching the children. He even almost forgot that he was a teacher who went to the mountain village to teach.
Seeing them now, I feel a different emotion.
"Teacher Zhao, will you still teach us to read?"
The speaker was Wang Qian, Wang Zeng's grandson, who was only nine years old this year and was looking at Zhao Jun pitifully.
These children of scholar-officials had strict family rules and arranged daily schedules. How could they compare with Zhao Jun's lively lectures, which also included new things like computers?
After hearing Wang Qian's words, Zhao Jun didn't know how to respond for a moment. He was now fighting with their grandfathers, so how could he care about them?
"Jun boy."
Yan Shu walked out from the side, looked at him and said, "It's been a while since we last met."
Zhao Jun patted Yaya and Wang Qian on the head, walked over and whispered, "What tricks are you playing?"
"how?"
Yan Shu was unhappy and said, "In your eyes, are we only capable of tricks?"
"What else?"
Zhao Jun sneered, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."
"well."
Speaking of this, Yan Shu sighed.
In fact, he didn't want to go against Zhao Jun. After all, Zhao Jun was indebted to him by Madam Meng.
But he was also a member of the literati, and he couldn't help but have some ideas for the sake of future generations.
Historically, he was Fan Zhongyan's teacher and Fu Bi's father-in-law. However, he did not support Fan Zhongyan and Fu Bi in the New Deal of the Qingli Period, which shows how embarrassing his position was.
Many things, for him, cannot be explained by so-called social conventions. Sometimes, caught in the middle, he is inevitably swept up in the general trend and feels helpless.
Yan Shu shook his head bitterly and said, "It's still some distance to the Guanjia Palace. Let's walk together."
"good."
Zhao Jun responded.
The two of them walked side by side in front.
Wang Shouzhong and his children followed them obediently.
It was September, late autumn, and the weather was getting colder.
The flowers, plants and trees in the back garden gradually withered. There was a small hill on the right side of the road, with the yellow and brown inlaid forests, rendering a brilliant color.
Yan Shu sighed softly as he walked, "There are many helpless things in life. Some things are beyond our control. I think you, Jun, should understand this."
"Well, go ahead."
Zhao Jun remained silent, still feeling a bit upset about the fact that they had set him up.
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