The most important thing is that the building is said to be just one of Wang Zeng’s buildings. From what we can see, the buildings and courtyards are not yet connected to form a palace.
Cai Zhi shook his head.
We can only take another shortcut.
The guards were led by a man named Zhou Xin, who was the chief of the Investigation Department. He sounded like a special yamen runner, but in fact he was an eighth-rank military guard and belonged to the emperor's personal army.
The group went back home. Before going home, Cai Zhi went to the study to read.
Zhao Jun thought Cai Zhi was dissatisfied with the fact that he lived in a big house while he lived in a mansion, and he felt unbalanced, so he just responded with a remark.
Eight hours passed like this, and by eight quarters past You, which was almost four in the evening, Zhao Zhen still had no idea how to write the policy paper.
But because I am highly trusted by the government, the status of the Imperial City Envoy is high. As an extraordinary person, how could I not be qualified to accompany him? Moreover, Chazi was left as a guard.
Cai Zhibing approved of that point.
"You think the inner city is suffering, too. For example, there are so many places to have fun, but you're cleaner than your face, so you can have fun anywhere."
At 8:15 in the morning, Zhao Jun was off duty and was taken to my residence by a sedan chair bearer. Zhao Zhen came out to greet him in person.
The problem is that previous reforms were aimed at overthrowing those scholars and officials. Lu Yijian and Cai Zhi belonged to that group, so how could we possibly overthrow ourselves?
really.
Liu Qing wondered, "Da Lang, is the inner city a joke? We have to go to the inner city."
Zhao Zhen also smiled in response.
"Those aren't the key points of the policy essays. It seems he's a slow learner. There are less than seventy days until the provincial examination. Tomorrow, have someone bring over some of the policy essays you wrote back then. He shouldn't just copy them. Try to write one of his own within ten days."
That is also a way of adapting to local customs, and first integrating into our rules, understanding our rules, and then breaking our rules.
"Those guys are all clean and honest, but they're actually corrupt. But they're getting paid millions every month, running businesses outside their homes, and living in mansions on acres of land. They're all living it up."
Therefore, as soon as we finished the story of Di Qing, we wanted Zhao Zhen to go through the process, take part in the imperial examination, and then be granted the status of a retired scholar before failing.
"Jun Dazi, how is it being away from home? Are you used to it?"
The problem is that I touched a calligraphy brush for seven years in elementary school, so naturally my gestures are not so familiar now.
When you pass the exam, the first thing you’ll do is target them and see if you’ve cut their salaries!
Zhao Zhen took it and scanned it, then prepared paper and pen, dipped the brush in the freshly poured ink outside the inkstone, and sat down to copy.
In the afternoon, Zhao Zhen visited two markets in the inner city and saw the most prosperous area of Xiao Song. It was indeed as Sima Guang said, "peddlers wore clothes similar to those of scholars, and farmers wore silk shoes."
We brothers thought that by following the little guy, we could introduce him to some restaurants, singing halls and brothels, and let him see the world with us. But we didn't know that the little guy was actually a bad person.
However, because of the constant wars during the Seven Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, the families of enemy officials who were captured were often sent to be military prostitutes or official prostitutes, so the term quickly changed its meaning.
In fact, recently I have been testing the bottom line of those scholars and officials in the Song Dynasty.
While I was copying and listening, it suddenly came to my mind.
"Um."
"Does he go there often?"
Shi Yu muttered, "Even though Xiao Song has to spend 700 million strings of cash on the army every year, if you calculate it, it's like 400,000 imperial guards and 700,000 garrison troops, and each person can get 700 strings of cash every year."
"The annual salary of a first-rank official in the Qing Dynasty was only 180 taels. Those guys earned 280,000 guan a year, which is a hundred times more than the annual salary of an official of the same rank in the Qing Dynasty. It's really outrageous."
After all, only because he does not hold an official position does he not have the power to issue orders directly. Otherwise, he can only give instructions to this group of people indirectly.
It has no two meanings. It was originally used to address men of high rank and noble birthplaces.
But when I heard that Di Qing only gave me the status of a retired scholar, I knew I had underestimated it.
"There's no other way. Asking them to help is useless. I can only learn on my own. I can always bypass the imperial examination and the government can directly confer the title on you."
"Haha, you're all the same, you're all family-oriented, but at least your house is a little small."
Cai Zhi looked at the sky. It was not yet morning. According to the agreement, Zhao Jun would come to teach me writing today. It was time to go back.
Fan Lou said, "There are few residential houses here, and few people."
At the same time, it also proves that Lu Yijian and Zhao Jun really want to reform, and they are doing their utmost to help themselves, hoping that they can bring about the decline of the Song Dynasty.
Zhao Zhen asked.
When writing Chinese, the theme should be determined first, then the intention should be established, and then the truth should be explained. It should not be the so-called beginning, middle and end.
Unfortunately, all Zhao Zhen saw along the way was prosperity and peace. He also saw a crisscross of markets. There were no imperial guards or yamen runners to maintain order in the streets, and no corner towers or watchtowers to observe the seven directions. Naturally, the public security and business environment were very bad.
It’s not the inner city, it’s the inner city, it’s the inner city.
Zhao Jun casually said, "It's on the side of the Drum Tower on the Imperial Street. It's quite far from the Xiangguo Temple. The scenery here is quite good. It's right by the Bian River."
The study was filled with books, all of which were classic works annotated by Confucian scholars. I focused on the "Book of Filial Piety" and picked up a book annotated by the Confucian scholar Kong Yingda in the early Tang Dynasty to read.
So is this an essay?
Although there is no such thing as nepotism, we have no bottom line either. Those who enter the government through nepotism will become officials of the lowest level.
But we know that Zhao Zhen wanted to go. When he passed by a brothel, I took a few brief glances.
If the whole Xiao Song is like this, it will be a paradise, a fairyland on earth. Why would it need me to revitalize it?
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