My years in the Northern Song Dynasty Guozijian

Facing Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce's eyes that seemed to be eating people, Ye An smiled awkwardly and tried to get away with it: "Well, that's it, you see, he has done so many bad things, and it is logical in the end that he should Rebellion...isn't it?"

Gongsun Ce couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it: "It's fine for Brother An to talk to us, but don't spread it, otherwise it will definitely make people laugh. How could the prince rebel."

Indeed, clan rebellion rarely occurred in the Song Dynasty.One is the poor and the weak, and the surrounding countries are full of wolves, tigers and leopards, and those who are frightened don't care so much.Secondly, the founding emperor Zhao Kuangyin took away the old boss Chai's family through a mutiny. He was worried that his subordinates would follow suit, so he continued to weaken the local forces and only strengthened the central forbidden army.Then his younger brother Zhao Guangyi ascended to the throne with swords and axes, and even surrounded all the clans in Tokyo, Luoyang and Shangqiu.

Not only that, the title of prince in the Song Dynasty was not hereditary.Regardless of the descendants of the prince, the eldest is named Duke.Others can't even catch a hair.In this way, what can the clan do to rebel.Thinking of this, Bao Zheng Gongsun Ce couldn't help laughing again.

... You don't understand the original, I don't blame you.Ye An roared in his heart, King Xiangyang is a bug in the book!So he mentioned a few words in a very cryptic manner. In the end, Bao Zheng had no choice but to promise again and again that he would investigate along the direction and give him the result as soon as possible.

Thinking that even if he didn't care about it anyway, following the original book, the bad guys would be punished, so Ye An simply didn't say anything more, but pitied Chen Yungu and asked Bao Zheng to give her some money, and left in a hurry.I escaped by pretending to be stupid, but if I continue to wait, I will be exposed!

Fortunately, this holiday is considered meaningful, helping others and witnessing the plot, Ye An is still very satisfied.However, I always feel like I forgot something...

I didn't realize it until I saw my classmates at the beginning of school, damn it!I didn't write my homework!

"Which one of you borrowed me to copy it!!" Ye An cried out in despair. Wang Anshi's impression of himself had just improved. If he didn't hand in his homework at this time, wouldn't he be beaten back to his original form?

The roommates all admired his boldness and provided their own materials one after another.Ye An found the one with the fewest words, and copied it on the desk.

After Bailu, the weather turned a little cooler.It was a bit chilly at night because the fire was not yet burning due to the worry of being too dry.The people in the same camp got together to keep warm and chatted around the stove.

"How did you spend your time in Xiumu? But did you go to that newly opened brothel?" Qu Chengzhi asked curiously.

"Hey, don't mention it. I originally planned to go to a brothel and go to Washi to have a good time. After returning home, I didn't want to move at all. I lay in bed for two full days. My parents thought I was sick." The boy said helplessly.

Others also echoed, saying that they are the same.In the end, I sighed that as expected, the Laoshizi Guozijian is a place to torture people.

"It would be great if I could go home every day." Zhao Zongshu lamented that after so long, the people in the fasting house are basically familiar with each other.If it weren't for the thorny appearance at the beginning, his carefree temperament would be the most popular among Ye An and the others.

Qu Chengzhi rolled his eyes: "What are you thinking? Even Guo Zhonghe lives in prison honestly, who can beat Wang Jijiu."

"That's what I said..."

"Not necessarily," Xiao Jingjing shook her fan, her two rabbit teeth were particularly shining under the light: "As far as I know, isn't there someone who goes home every day?"

Qu Chengzhi slapped him on the head, "It's so cold and you're still fanning! You took away all this heat!"

Xiao Jingjing covered her head in pain, and continued to popularize science: "Haven't you even counted it? The Imperial College has a total of 81 people, 16 people in a dormitory, and there is one more person in the end. Who is that person?"

Everyone looked at each other, and only then did they realize, yes, who the hell is it.

"Xing Wenjing," Fan Chunren said abruptly, "you have been walking alone all this time, and you haven't noticed." He also paid more attention because this person overwhelmed him academically.

"That's right, it's him!" Xiao Jingjing was a little envious, "It's just different for those who have won the title, and no one cares about them on weekdays."

Xiao Jingjing is very talkative and easy to inquire, so she immediately told about Xing Wenjing's family affairs.This Xing family was originally a hero in the founding of the country, but the two patriarchs, Mrs. Xing and Da Xing, died in succession. The officials felt sorry for their loneliness, so they made an exception and did not let Xing Wenjing be downgraded to the title of title.

"However, I heard people say that there is something strange about the deaths of those two." Xiao Jingjing was mysterious and managed to attract everyone's attention to her side, proudly said: "The capital was spreading rumors at the time, so Xing Jing Wen Jing has a bad relationship with her family, and was raised in Nanfeng since she was a child, and he was responsible for the deaths of those two!"

Zhao Zongshu obviously didn't believe it, and said that when he was a child, he had stayed in Nanfeng for a few years because of his father's transfer, and now there is still the old department of the family there. If there was such a ruthless person, he would have known it a long time ago.

"It's true! It spread at that time!" Xiao Jingjing couldn't see others doubting herself, so she quickly argued.The teenagers made fun of him and made a fuss.

"Cough cough." At this time, there were two heavy coughs from outside. When I turned around, I saw Wang Anshi standing at the door, and said coldly, "What a mess! There is class tomorrow morning, go to bed quickly!"

The students who kept the promise of fasting immediately scattered like birds and beasts. Ye An sat at the end, holding the half-copied homework in his hand, and Wang Anshi just met Wang Anshi's eyes.Facing the man-eating eyes of the boss, I want to cry but have no tears...

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The days in Guozijian passed quickly, and two months passed in a blink of an eye.Although it was a little uncomfortable at first, but after a long time, everyone gradually got used to it.The children are familiar with themselves, and the relationship between eating and living with them all day long has improved a lot. Taking Ye An himself as an example, he is already able to talk to the people in other fasting houses.

During this period of time, Ye An had a very fulfilling life, going to class, accompanying Pan Yuanqing to sort out manuscripts, and having to study by himself late at night.Although the exam is still counting down, it is not as tragic as it was at the beginning.So when Wang Anshi informed that there was a major announcement, everyone in the Guozijian was curious about what it was.

"It will be the Qianyuan Festival soon. As the first batch of students of Guozixue, you are going to celebrate your birthday with the officials. Go prepare." The birthday of every emperor in the Song Dynasty was a big festival. Song Zhenzong called Chengtian Festival, Song Renzong called Qianyuan Festival, when the whole country celebrates and rests.

The students were all confused: "Prepare? Prepare for what?"

Seeing the foolishness of these foolish boys, Wang Anshi rubbed his head. Aren't they all noble children? Why should he teach this aspect.Sighing, he said tiredly, "Of course it's a gift to His Majesty. You and the other classes will make a total of it, and we, the teachers, won't care about it."

He was very dissatisfied in his heart. The Imperial College is obviously a place for teaching and educating people, so there is no reason to engage in such a thing.But the situation is different this year. The official family just got a daughter and they are very excited. The Ministry of Rites means that they want to make a big deal.But this year was not an imperial examination year, and no new Jinshi came forward to celebrate his birthday, so someone thought of it at this time.The Guozijian has just been reformed, and the students of Guozixue and Taixue are deeply favored by the emperor, so it should let the world see the demeanor of the students of the Song Dynasty.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Anshi choked so hard that he couldn't keep the students from going, so he could only hold his nose and agree.

This was a pain for the yamen, after class, everyone sat in a circle, scratching their heads and trying to find a way.

Zhao Zongshu was a little nonchalant: "What else can we do? Let's write the subscript together, frame it and submit it. Isn't that what Jinshi used to do?"

"No, it's different this time." Fan Chunren rarely smiled, and said seriously: "Don't forget, this time we are celebrating the birthday together with the Taixue students."

"Then what's the matter?" Qu Chengzhi also didn't quite understand.

"You're stupid! If you can't compare this, wouldn't you admit in front of the whole world that you are not as good as those poor Taixue gangs!" You wittily retorted quickly.

In fact, from the day Taixue separated from Guozixue, the two have been secretly competing.Taixue opened the mathematics class first, and Guozixue hurriedly followed; the kitchen of Guozijian was famous, and Taixue launched the meat buns praised by everyone in a blink of an eye. In short, both sides disliked each other.

At this time, the yamen finally reacted, right!There is also Taixue.After a careful comparison in my mind, no matter how arrogant I am, I have to admit that they seem to be quite different from others.

In terms of calligraphy and painting, even if there are a few of the yamen who are as talented as Xiang Ye An, they are generally not as solid as Taixue's basic skills; when it comes to poetry and prose, let alone there, there are still people on my side who can't figure out the rhyme .Riding and archery, they are a lot better at training since they were young, but they can't run horses in front of officials!

Guo Zhonghe snorted coldly: "Idiot, I have dozens of diners in my family, and I have all kinds of talented people. What are you afraid of?" Well, this person means looking for hot spots.

But it was quickly vetoed by Fan Chunren, "There is no impenetrable wall in the world. If it is broken face to face, then the sacrificial wine..." He didn't finish speaking, but even so, it was enough to make the teenagers shudder.

Guo Zhong and Wai Qiang Zhong yelled a few words, but didn't mention the matter again.Hou Zongguang leaned forward and smiled wretchedly: "Everyone knows that officials love beauties the most. Let's go to Tianshui Lane to find some popular oirans, and then invite them to dance at the birthday banquet..." Before he finished speaking, he was beaten by everyone Full bag.One must know that apart from celebrating her birthday and celebrating the full moon for the little princess this time, how could that Concubine Zhang be easy to get along with?

"That's what I said, this doesn't work, that doesn't work, what do you plan to do!" Hou Zongguang was quite aggrieved.

Ye An rubbed his chin, and said thoughtfully: "In my opinion, let's wait for Taixue to make a decision first, and then we will stagger with them. Then there will be no way to compare." In fact, he felt that these people really thought too much. Too much, on such a big day as the Qianyuan Festival, when high-ranking officials and dignitaries gather together, who would care about these children.Officials think they are similar to looking at nephews. For example, a five-year-old nephew and a seven-year-old nephew gave you two greeting cards on your birthday. Do you go back and compare which one is better?But since everyone is so close to the enemy, he is embarrassed to pour cold water on it.

The students thought about it, and they all felt that this method was feasible, but they didn't know Taixue students at all, so how could they know what the other party had prepared.

At this time, Xiao Jingjing volunteered to raise her hand and said that she was going to find out the enemy's situation. Everyone knew that this little Tuya was usually like a starling, so there was no excitement.So he nodded, expressing that he would wait here and let him go and come back quickly.

Xiao Jingjing's excited whole portrait was wound up, jumping three feet high.

Not long after he left, Xing Wenjing, who was sitting in the corner, began to organize her book bags and got up to leave.

"Hey, you can't go back, Xiao Jingjing will discuss what to do when she comes back later." Seeing this, Qu Chengzhi stepped forward to stop her.

"You decide, I'll do whatever I want," Xing Wenjing said indifferently, with impatience written in his eyes.

"No, we agreed to make a joint decision. Where did you come up with?" Zhao Zongshu has gradually left the category of two-year-old teenagers since he got together with Ye An and the others. Now he is the one who disregards the group the most. , subconsciously pulled the corner of the other party's clothes.

Unexpectedly, Xing Wenjing reacted greatly, before Zhao Zongshu touched him, he raised his hand and gave him a hard push.Zhao Zongshu was unprepared, and fell back directly. If it wasn't for someone, he would have fallen to something bad or bad.

"You..." Zhao Zongshu was in a daze, what did he do?The same thing happened to the people next to them. Things happened so fast that those who were far away even thought that the two were joking.

Xing Wenjing was also terrified, and after a while she forcibly calmed down and said, "You don't understand people's words, do you? Don't tell me everything is up to you, don't bother me with this shit." After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Only then did Ye An know what happened, and hurried over to help Zhao Zongshu up.After a long time, Zhao Zongshu finally came to his senses, his face flushed with anger: "What the hell! Another day I must teach this kid a lesson!"

"I advise you, it's best not to." Guo Zhonghe interrupted suddenly: "I know a little about his family, it's very evil. In just a few months, more than a dozen people died, and his father was kicked out of the house before. , and died immediately after returning to Xijue. Uncle Dingyuan’s mansion is now a famous haunted house in the surrounding area, and even I dare not approach this evil star.”

Ye An and the others looked at each other, thinking of Xiao Jingjing's earlier mention of Xing Wenjing's murder, they felt a chill down their spines.Could it be that it was really him... No way!Can't think anymore!Zhao Zongshu whispered to his companions: "My father still has a few old ministries in Nanfeng, and there are many people from the Jianghu with strong martial arts skills among them. They are the most well-informed. I will send them a letter in a while to find out who Xing Wenjing is. .If we commit that unconscionable thing, we..."

Everyone nodded, expressing that they should not startle the snake for the time being.

After a long time, Xiao Jingjing finally rushed back in a hurry, and then grabbed a kettle and filled it with tons of water without saying a word.

The crowd surrounded him and asked what was going on.

Xiao Jingjing seemed to enjoy the attention of the public, and said, "You don't know how difficult it was for me this time. I was questioned when I first entered the Imperial Academy. Fortunately, my reaction was quickly fooled. I... "

"Hurry up!" the crowd roared.

Xiao Jingjing was sprayed with spit on her face, and said embarrassingly: "Exaggerate the atmosphere, I have already inquired clearly, those people from Taixue are planning to write a long life..."

"Great! Then let's draw." The yamen were very excited, and painting felt more interesting.

"It's not over yet." Xiao Jingjing continued: "After finishing the writing, we have to collectively draw the 'Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains'."

"Then write poetry!"

"I heard from them that they planned to compose an impromptu poem at the birthday banquet on the spot, and even prepared a long poem."

"..." This fucking doesn't leave a way for others to survive!The students are about to explode with rage, do they really want to lose face in front of civil and military officials! ?

"I have an idea," Ye An raised his hand at this time, indicating that he had something to say.

After a series of incidents, such as the brilliant performance in the math class and the improvement of the kitchen, no matter whether the relationship is good or bad, they all admit that Ye An has a lot of ideas, so they all listened to each other.

"We can find a few good-looking tricksters..."

"What's the difference between what I said!" Hou Zongguang was dissatisfied, and was suppressed by the people around him.

Ye An paused, and continued: "Have you ever heard of Zaju?" The so-called Zaju is the opera of the Song Dynasty.It is a comprehensive opera composed of burlesque performances, singing and dancing, and acrobatics, which was becoming popular among the people at this time.

A few people who frequented Washi had some understanding of this, and said hesitantly: "Brother Ang wants us to go up and sing operas..." Although they are mixed, they are scholars at least, and their family was an official at one time, so they went up to perform miscellaneous operas and so on. Can't do it anyway.

Ye An shook his head, and said nothing else, ten years of hard work on stage for one minute and off stage.With the figures of these boys, no one would go to see them, "Didn't I ask some entertainers at the beginning?"

That's right, then someone asked again: "Then there are them, what shall we do?"

After all, Fan Chunren reacted quickly, and he understood after listening to a few sentences, and explained with a smile: "Although we can't go up to act, don't we all need people to play the piano, write books, and prepare backstage?"

The teenagers suddenly realized, and after careful consideration, they felt that this idea was not bad.Although singing opera and singing is degrading, it is normal in this era when officials go whoring and prostitutes.Proposing an erotic poem to a good friend, or even composing a song, is regarded as a romantic talent, and it is a good story when it is spread.

The most important thing is that this group of yamen can't be successful in literature or martial arts, but they grew up in rich clothes and jade food, and their appreciation level is very high. They must have passed the test when they selected entertainers.

The more they thought about it, the more they felt that it was feasible, and the teenagers immediately discussed excitedly, and even divided up the work on the spot.

Ye An watched this scene from a distance, thanks to Hou Zongguang for his inspiration.It turned out that he parted from Gongsun Ce and others that day, and he took advantage of the holiday to visit friends in Kaifeng mansion a few times.Who would have thought that she would be told that Chen Yungu was seriously injured, and she was hanging on her breath before, but now that she has rested, her old illness has relapsed, and even if she is cured, she may only have a few years to live.

He and Chen Yungu only spoke a few words, but it was still very uncomfortable for such a living person to pass away before his eyes.Especially the other party was still calling his sister's name even though he was unconscious, which made Ye An feel so bored with a character in a book for the first time.If it weren't for King Xiangyang, the two sisters wouldn't have to endure such pain.

So he thought about how to help Chen Yungu, even if he didn't catch King Xiangyang, he would at least bring her sister out.It just so happened that there was the opportunity of the Qianyuan Festival, this time he wanted to let the other party know what the power of the media is!

Of course, Ye An also told everyone what happened early on. He originally thought that there would be some objections, but he didn't expect that no one would take it to heart.After all, the clan and other people are not in the same way, and they have no real power, so they casually said that they knew it and devoted themselves to the drama.Zhao Zongshu also said with disdain: "That uncle, he is doing evil all day long, and my father has never looked down on him. If he is not good at fart, he can toss and toss the common people."

Ye An: "..." Okay, I guess I was influenced by the original book. In the end, the BOSS took too seriously, and no one cared about it in reality, so why did he usurp the throne...

After that, things went much smoother. With Ye An dictating and Fan Chunren writing, a short play "A Yun's Biography" took shape in less than half a day.After writing, everyone took turns to appreciate it, and some people who knew drama even picked up their pens and polished it up a few times.

As for the performers, they were provided by the rich and powerful Guo Zhonghe, all of whom were the best zaju performers in Beijing.Zaju in the Northern Song Dynasty is divided into two parts: "Yan Duan" and "Zheng Zaju".The Yan Duan is mainly about singing, dancing and farce, while the Zheng Zaju tells a complete story.Considering the official birthday banquet, there must not be much time left for him, so Ye An directly deleted the pornographic part, leaving only four or five actors.

At first, the entertainers thought that these small yamen wanted to watch a play, and they brought enough guys to receive the rewards. Later, when they realized that they were going to perform in front of officials and ministers, they were so frightened that they hung limp on the ground.Ye An took turns doing ideological work, and just now he calmed him down.

After the decision was made, almost everyone in the Guozijian devoted themselves to the preparation work, except of course Xing Wenjing.

Ever since the dispute with Zhao Zongshu that day, Xing Wenjing became more and more silent. He was in charge of the props, and after finishing his job, he didn't say hello to anyone and went home.This made the classmates more dissatisfied with him, and finally one day, the person Zhao Zongshu sent out to investigate replied.

Ye An surrounded him curiously, wanting to see what was said in the letter.

"You can come to me if you want to find out anything in the future. My father's old department has been well-known in the Jianghu before. As long as he is eyeing, eight generations of ancestors can dig it out for you." Zhao Zongshu was triumphant. Dao, and said that as long as Xing Wenjing commits a crime, he will definitely not escape.

Everyone thought it was funny, and quickly pretended to flatter him, motioning him to speak quickly.

Zhao Zongshu opened the letter and read it at a glance, his face gradually revealed a look of shock.Rubbing his eyes vigorously, he looked again, and then petrified.

"What was written in the letter?" Ye An pushed him, but was the reaction so big?

Zhao Zongshu put the letter away tremblingly, and said dully: "My father's old department said that he searched all over Nanfeng, and went to the government to check the household registration. There was no one named Xing Wenjing. Later, he was found in a nearby village. There are clues, after careful inspection, the age and appearance are all right, but there is only one thing..."

"Xing Wenjing in the village is a woman."