Chapter 465 Zhiping 4 Years

In March of the fourth year of Zhiping in the Song Dynasty, Emperor Yingzong collapsed in Funing Palace, and the crown prince ascended the throne. In September, Wang Anshi, the Zhijiang Ning Prefecture, was summoned to be a Hanlin Bachelor, and Wang Anshi's son, Xinke Jinshi, and Wei Wangyu of Jingde County were called to Beijing together.

On a certain day in November, Wang Anshi and Wang Yu had arrived thirty miles outside Kaifeng City. Wang Yu rode his horse in front, and dozens of servants guarded Wang Anshi's carriage behind, and they were slowly heading towards Kaifeng.

Wang Yu was only in his early twenties, and he had already won the Jinshi. He was very high-spirited, and he knew that his father, Wang Anshi, had been famous all over the world for thirty years. Sweeping the world's bad governance, this trip to Beijing will definitely do something.

After walking not far, Wang Yu raised his eyes and saw a corner of the eaves protruding from the mountain beside the road. He knew that this was the place where his father's good friend Master Zhiyuan lived in seclusion and practiced Buddhism. He has been favored by the officials, but there are still important ministers in Beijing, such as Sima Guang, Lu Gongbi, Han Jiang, etc., so it must not be underestimated. Before entering Beijing, it is best to meet Master Zhiyuan and listen to him talk about the recent changes in Beijing. Easy to deal with.

Wang Yu turned his horse's head and came back, walked to the side of the carriage and called out, "Father, the place ahead is where Master Zhiyuan lives in seclusion, would you like to get out of the carriage and see?"

The curtain of the car was opened, and Wang Anshi poked his head out. This man had a dark complexion and a square face. He looked like a stubborn person. There were three moles on the left and right ears, and his face was different from ordinary people.

"Master Zhiyuan and I have not seen each other for many years. Since we are passing by, we should pay a visit." After speaking, Wang Anshi got out of the car, walked to the side of the road with Wang Yu, and looked at the ancient temple on the mountain from afar.

"My child came to visit Master Zhiyuan last time before entering Beijing for the imperial examination. It is only two or three miles away from this small road, but Master Zhiyuan likes to be clean, why don't we let them go up one or two hours again, and wait for my father and son to visit Wanzhi How about master Yuan going to Beijing again?" Wang Yu said, this place is very close to Kaifeng, so there is no need to worry about encountering bad people.

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

After walking in for a mile or so, he saw a mountain bay. Wang Yu pointed to the mountain bay and said, "After passing this bay and walking forward for a while, you will be at the foot of the mountain. There is no one around here except Master Zhiyuan." People, it’s a nice and clean place.”

But as soon as they turned the bay, the two of them saw a house on the side of the road. When was it built? Wang Yu thought he had made a mistake, so he quickly rubbed his eyes, opened it again, and saw that the house was still standing by the side of the road.

I saw that this house was about two feet high, and its style was quite different from any other palaces and mansions he had ever seen. It was covered with a layer of crystal, which shone brightly under the sunlight, and it did not look like a human residence.

"This is Bai Yujing from the sky,

Or the Crystal Palace of the Dragon King of the East China Sea? "Since Wang Yu is well-informed, he couldn't help being surprised. Wang Anshi also opened his mouth slightly, looking at the house curiously.

"The two guests have had a hard time traveling, why don't you come in and rest for a while?" Someone in the room heard the voice, and saw two crystals in front of the room quietly separated, and a man came out. people.

"So much trouble." Feeling that this person is not a villain, and curious about the origin of this person and this house, Wang Anshi clapped his hands and agreed, and the three of them entered the house together.

Once inside the house, Wang Anshi and his son opened their eyes again. They saw that the floor was covered with polished and smooth wooden boards, which were very light, and the various objects placed in the house were also extremely exquisite, and they couldn't see their use at all.

"You two seem to be scholars. Let's drink tea and talk in the study." The host took the two of them into the study. The study is about three feet long and wide, and two feet high. The walls seem to be made of crystal, the whole body is translucent, and the outside can be seen clearly. There are many bookshelves on the three walls of the house. The bookshelves stretch from the ground to the roof. There is a ladder with wheels beside it, which seems to be used for fetching books. .

Both Wang Anshi and his son were well-readers of poetry and books. When they saw the huge amount of books in this room, they immediately had a good impression of the master. While looking at the books in the bookshelf, they said, "The master is also a book lover! How can there be such a book?" A lot of books." After a rough look, there are probably thousands of books in this study.

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

This sitting place also has a unique flavor, in the middle is a big tree root painted all over, on which there are various tea sets, and next to it are several round logs, on which the three of them sat.

I don't know how the owner did it, but I saw water coming out of the branches and falling into the pot. There was no fire, and the water boiled by itself. alright.

The whole process is very different from the popular tea art in the Song Dynasty, but there is also some etiquette in it. At the invitation of the host, the two took a sip of the teacup. It was slightly bitter at first, and then it was full of sweetness. The person of desire couldn't help shouting "Hello".

"This is Wang Anshi of Linchuan, and this is Wang Xi, the son of a dog. Thank you for your hospitality. May I ask the master's name, Gao, and where did he come from?" Wang Anshi couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart, put down his teacup and asked.

"Oh? It turned out to be Mr. Linchuan. He has admired his name for a long time!" The host looked happy, and hurriedly bowed his hands in return, "My surname is Shen and my name is Long. It is indeed not from the Song Dynasty. As for the place of origin, it is not convenient to say; I did not expect that just now It is a great fortune to meet such a great talent as Mr. Linchuan when you come to Song Dynasty, may I ask what year it is now?"

This place is the hinterland of Song Dynasty, since you are here, why don't you know the year and month? And why didn't I see this house when I was here a few months ago? Such a house obviously cannot be built overnight, can it? Wang Yu was quite puzzled.

"It is now the beginning of November in the fourth year of Song Zhiping." Wang Anshi replied.

"Oh? The beginning of November in the fourth year of Zhiping in the Song Dynasty?" Shen Long muttered something, and took out an object that looked like a book about a foot long with his backhand, and opened the leather cover, revealing a surface as smooth as a mirror. He tapped the mirror twice with his finger, and the mirror suddenly lit up, and dense characters appeared immediately.

"November of the fourth year of Zhiping? So Yingzong has passed away? Song Shenzong is now in power?" Shen Long muttered while looking at the characters.

"Bold!" Hearing this, Wang Yu stood up and shouted loudly. It is true that Yingzong had just passed away. The following sentence is a big problem. Shenzong is the name of the temple. The new emperor has just succeeded. It is disrespectful to give someone a temple name.

"Oh, I'm messing with Menglang!" Shen Long quickly got up and apologized, but this kind of problem cannot be solved with a few words of apology. Asked.

When reading the bookshelves, Wang Yu couldn't help but glance back, and saw that the four bookshelves on the left side were written with four big characters of classics and history. Thick books, on the spine are written "Historical Records", "Hanshu", "Later Hanshu", "Jinshu", "Songshu", "Old Tangshu", "New Tangshu", "Five Dynasties History", " "Song History" and other words.

Um? Song history? Shouldn't the history books of Liu Song in the Southern Dynasties be "Book of Songs"? How could there be a "History of the Song Dynasty"? "Father, do you read this book?" Wang Yu couldn't help shouting.

"Oh? Prince Wang is interested in this Song History?" Shen Long walked up to him and said, "It's a pity that this "Song History" was compiled by barbarians. If you are interested in the history of the Song Dynasty, why not read this "Song Shilu", but I am afraid that the text is not easy to read."

Wang Yu looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw a row of thick books on the upper floor, with three big characters "Song Shilu" written on the spine, Shen Long took out one and handed it to him.

Wang Yu and Wang Anshi opened it up and found that this book was written about events during the Qingli period of this dynasty, but the text was extremely small and lacked strokes, making it difficult to read. However, these things were extremely close to what they remembered.

Qingli is the reign of Song Renzong, and it is only 20 or 30 years from now. Wang Anshi was a Jinshi in the second year of Qingli.

"This is it!" The hands of the Wang family father and son trembled. The unhappiness caused by the word Shenzong just now was overshadowed by the greater shock. They both turned their heads to look at "Song History". Is it the history books of Song Dynasty?

In addition, only after a dynasty has perished, the next dynasty will start to compile history books for the previous dynasty. What did he mean when he said that this "History of the Song Dynasty" was compiled by barbarians? Could it be that my Great Song Dynasty died to Khitan in the end?

"Sir, may I borrow this "History of the Song Dynasty" for me to read?" Could it be that God didn't want to see the Great Song Dynasty perish, so he sent immortals to help me? Wang Anshi tremblingly pointed to the bookshelf and asked.

"Today is inconvenient, I have to leave soon, but I can give you a few fragments of "Song Shilu", and you can take them home and read them slowly." Shen Long tapped the mirror a few more times, He only heard a sudden buzzing sound from the white cabinet in the corner, and immediately spit out a few sheets of white paper.

Shen Long took out the white paper and sorted it out and handed it to Wang Anshi, "Okay, I should go now. If you two are interested, you can come here to meet again on the fifth day of March next year."

After speaking, 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 and left, leaving only Wang Anshi and his son standing on the spot.

"Father, am I dreaming?" Wang Yu raised his hand to rub his eyes, but saw that he was still holding those blank sheets of paper in his hand, and couldn't help looking over them. It is no different from the general script of the Song Dynasty.

"December of the fourth year of Zhiping, Ding Wei, Liao Shen Zhizhengshi Liu Shen was still the deputy envoy of the Privy Council, and Zhang Xiaojie, a direct scholar of the Privy Council, was the deputy envoy of the Privy Council. So tired..

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Xia Guozhu, Liang Zuo, was twenty-one years old. The Chinese posthumously called Emperor Zhaoying, whose temple name was Yizong, and was buried in Anling.

It's the month, Han Qi arrives in Yongxing..."

Now it's November, this is... what will happen in the future?