A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 57 Academy
"what?"

Bao Zheng looked at Song Xuan in shock. He had been suffering from this disease for many years, and how come he had never heard of a cure?
"Can you heal?"

"I don't know how to do it, but when I was young I met an old man with a white beard who chanted Amitabha Buddha. He taught me a few tricks."

Song Xuan poured more tea for Bao Zheng and said, "Actually, I don't remember clearly. Brother Bao, you can try my method a few times. There's no need to take medicine or get acupuncture."

When Bao Zheng heard that there was such an old man who practiced both Buddhism and Taoism, he subconsciously became skeptical.

Especially, there is no need to take medicine or get acupuncture.

But Bao Zheng looked at Song Xuan's face and thought he didn't look like a swindler who was out to get free food and drink. Moreover, he looked shabby and didn't want to be a rich student.

"I hope Shi Erlang can tell me."

"I just boasted to Brother Bao, but you can give it a try according to what I said."

Song Xuan opened his fan and fanned himself:
"Brother Bao, if you have the conditions, soak your feet in hot water for a quarter of an hour every night, and then try to sleep on your side, preferably on your right side like a baby. This will help you avoid snoring to a great extent."

Many people sleep lying down, and few sleep on their side.

"Oh, is that so?"

Bao Zheng was actually skeptical, but he wanted to prove that Song Xuan was wrong, so he would wait until he lived with his classmates to test it.

"It can be reduced if you try. I'm just afraid that sometimes I'll fall asleep uncontrollably and end up lying down again."

Bao Zheng nodded, this situation is inevitable, just like some people sleepwalking.

"Shi Er Lang knows quite a lot."

Song Xuan continued fanning himself: "I know a little bit about everything, but I'm not proficient in anything. I can be considered to have a basic understanding."

"Hahaha."

Bao Zheng admired Song Xuan's character and drank the tea in one gulp:

"Is this house rented by Shi Er Lang?"

"No, I bought it."

Bao Zheng further confirmed that Song Xuan's family must be wealthy, otherwise it would be impossible for an ordinary student to buy a big house just for the exam.

Song Xuan looked at the passers-by:
"I have a few friends who grew up with me and came to Songcheng with me to make a living, so I plan to open a bookstore and do business with students to make a living."

Bao Zheng's brows jumped. He felt that Song Xuan's place was separated from Yingtianfu Academy by a street, which was not very close, and he had just arrived here.

There must have been bookstores around the academy, and it was impossible for him to squeeze in.

Even if Song Xuan did some publicity among his classmates and offered some discounts, he probably wouldn't earn a lot of money and it wouldn't be considered a good business.

"Shi Erlang, don't be in a hurry to do anything. Wait until after the exam and take some time to go out more. Try to increase income and reduce expenses as much as possible. Don't just throw all your money into the bookstore. You will lose more money later."

After Bao Zheng finished speaking, he felt that he was being too polite, but he was a straightforward person:

"Shi Er Lang, what I said is all from the heart. It may not sound good, so please don't be offended."

"Hahaha."

Song Xuan refilled Bao Zheng's tea:
"Brother Bao is truly a man of character, I have already found out about him.

There are five bookstores nearby, so selling books alone wouldn't be enough to gain any advantage. So I thought of some business tactics that might help me gain a foothold."

"Oh, since Twelve Lang has already inspected it, I won't say much."

Bao Zheng is not a rigid person.

Anyway, Song Xuan's family has some money, so let him do what he wants.

If there is no one to support the family, he will persuade them no matter what he says.

While the two were talking, Zhang Fangping came back excitedly and saw a black-faced man sitting where he used to be.

Maybe it’s a friend that Brother Twelve just met.

After all, Brother Twelve is quite good at making new friends.

Look at Bao Zheng's clothes, they are tattered, perhaps he came from quite far away to study.

Seeing him in such a state of despair, the twelfth brother must have asked him to rest for a while. Song Xuan, the timely rain of Lema Town, was not called that in vain.

"Twelfth brother."

Zhang Fangping walked straight over with his schoolbag on his back.

Song Xuan poured him another cup of tea and said, "Let him rest for a while to cool down the sweat, and then we will go to the academy to register together."

By the way, I introduced Bao Zheng, who also came to take the exam.

When Zhang Fangping smelled the sour odor on Bao Zheng again, he was even more certain that it was his twelfth brother who acted out of righteousness.

So the two of them greeted each other.

At this time, the three of them did not know that Zhang Fangping lost his job as the Three-Division Envoy because he was impeached by Bao Zheng.

Because of Zhang Fangping's purchase of land from a local tyrant, Zhang Fangping was dismissed and replaced by Song Qi, but Bao Zheng was still dissatisfied and impeached him again.

Finally, Song Qi was also sent abroad.

Song Renzong appointed Bao Zheng as the temporary successor. As soon as the appointment was made, Bao Zheng was criticized by Ouyang Xiu as stealing a cow from a field.

Bao Zheng then sulked at home and refused to leave. This was not his original intention, but as a result, yellow mud fell on his crotch, which was not shit at all.

It was Song Renzong who forced Bao Zheng to take up the position. Let's see if you will impeach yourself.

Bao Zheng was not concerned about people but about the matter. He was so upright and honest that he almost became stubborn. As an imperial censor, there were only a very few people in the court who had not been impeached by him.

The three of them rested for a while and then went to Yingtianfu Academy with their respective credentials.

The academy is in the south of the city.

At this time, there were quite a few students from other places coming in and out.

Arrive at the test site early to avoid any unexpected events.

"Fifth brother, have you heard?"

Song Hao put down the book in his hand: "What's the matter?"

"Twelfth brother, he also plans to take the entrance exam for the academy."

"Really?" A trace of confusion flashed across Song Hao's face.
"I don't know about this. He hasn't written to me."

"He bought a shop across the street. Captain Ding Zhe offended him for some reason, so he went to the door to apologize in person. He was beaten with twenty sticks. It was a terrible punishment."

Although these scholars looked down on the constables, they would not provoke the constables at will.

"It seems that Twelfth Brother's cold paste shop is making a lot of money."

Song Hao has now been adopted by the second son of the Song family, and can no longer be called Song Xuan's third brother.

"Yes, I heard it cost more than two hundred strings of cash." Song Qilang was amazed.

"Twelfth brother is a good money-maker. Has he ever secretly given you money? I heard that when Tenth brother lost money gambling, he often went to Twelfth brother, but he didn't bring Twelfth brother down."

Song Hao shook his head.

In fact, he is not close to the second and third brothers at all.

The second son is a gambler like his father, and he looks down on him.

As for the third brother, he has too many ideas and is cunning, and he doesn't get close to anyone at all.

He didn't even go to visit his mother.

Back then, it was a good arrangement that his grandfather had the idea to help his most promising eldest son get out of the mud pit.

Over time, the brothers of the third branch of the Song family really did their own things, as if they had no brothers.

Old Seven suddenly whispered again:

"Fifth brother, Twelfth Brother has been very smart since he was young, but he always ranks last in the mock entrance exams at the academy. Do you think he will fail this first time?"

(End of this chapter)