"Long live! Long live! Long live..."

The New Year's Eve of the second year of Yuanfu in the Song Dynasty was a snowy night, and the snow was extremely heavy. It did not stop until the next day, that is, the first day of the first lunar month of the third year of Yuanfu. Just one night, there was a vast white space between the heaven and the earth. The cold wind swept by, and the Fengle Tower, which was far opposite to Donghuamen, was vast like fog. However, the vast snow still did not stop the citizens of Kaifeng Prefecture from coming to Donghuamen to worship the emperor.

When Zhao Xu, a foolish monarch of the Song Dynasty who was recognized by later generations, climbed to the Donghua Gate Tower, accompanied by Empress Liu, a group of inner officials in the palace, several princes and relatives, gathered outside Donghua Gate and on Maxing Street, the ministers, envoys, sons and the people who gathered outside Donghua Gate and on Maxing Street, cheered earth-shaking.

The people who came here this year were better than those who thought they had been in the past years! Standing on the Donghua Gate Tower and looking at the countless people standing in the snow scene, cheering with the falling snowflakes, Zhao Xu felt a little moved. He knew that the people came here in the snow not only to see their holy face, but also to celebrate the hard-won peace in the world.

That's right, the world was barely at peace under the rule of this official Zhao Xu.

Xixia lost Hengshan and Tiandushan, and had no more energy to invade the six routes of Shaanxi. The leaders of the Tubo in Qingtang led a blind expedition to the dynasty and surrendered, and the land of Hehuang was considered peaceful. The Liao Kingdom is now building Jiehe Market with the Song Dynasty, which is also a brotherly country.

As for Dali, Annan, Goryeo, Uighurs and other countries, they also knew the power of the Song Dynasty and did not dare to provoke trouble on the frontier.

In other words, the years of wars that began in the Renzong Dynasty finally ended completely in the second year of Yuanfu (it was only a very short peace, but Zhezong didn't know it, and the cheering people didn't know it).

This means that the people of the Song Dynasty could finally live a comfortable and prosperous life for a period of time, and the corvee labor and heavy taxes that were pressed on them could finally be reduced slightly.

You can have at least ten years of rest and recuperation... Zhao Xu, who was standing on the Donghua Tower, thought to himself.

Now the four barbarians are weak and China is strong. Fighting or not fighting is no longer in the Song Dynasty. The people of the Song Dynasty have suffered for decades, so they should rest for ten years. At the same time, these ten years can also be used to train a strong soldier... The soldiers must be trained after all, and it is impossible for them to win the Northern Expedition without elite soldiers.

When the people have recovered their vitality, have successfully trained their troops, and Jiehe Market has initially grown, they can consider the Northern Expedition to restore Yan!

Of course, the Northern Expedition cannot be too hasty. With the civilian power, elite troops and reliable strongholds, there are also good ministers, good generals and good opportunities.

If everything goes well, after ten years of rest and ten years of war, you can restore the Liao Dynasty and Yan Dynasty.

After regaining Yanyun, if there is another ten years of governance, the world will be truly peaceful. Not to mention the ages, at least a hundred years of prosperity, right?

The official Zhao Xu looked up at the vast sky and thought to himself: If the heaven cherishes all the people, let me live for another thirty years!

"Yeah, yah..."

Standing in a corner of Donghua Tower, Wu Haogu, who was standing on a mounted drawing board, was quickly recording the cheering scene in front of him with a pencil, suddenly heard a faint coughing sound in his ear.

Wu Haogu turned his head and looked at the place where the emperor stood. He saw that Zhao Xu, the official family, who seemed to be a little shaking in the cold wind, was covering his mouth with a handkerchief.

It was too cold this day. Now Wu Haogu, who pulls bows and carries small stone locks every day (the big ones can't carry them) and rides a horse to exercise, can't stand it, let alone Zhao Xu, who is terminally ill?

To be honest, just with Zhao Xu's current physical condition, lying down well may lead to more time. If you have to fight in the wind and snow... A cold may trigger acute renal failure or something, and it will be difficult for the gods to save them at that time!

Thinking of this, Wu Haogu looked at Zhao Ji, who was standing next to Zhao Xu, a tall and strong man, who was not wearing too thick clothes, and had no problem with carrying wind and snow. Among the group of children of Emperor Shenzong, he was in the best health. No wonder everyone said that he had good fortune and longevity, and I don’t know if he could have a good end in the future?

...

In the open square outside Donghua Gate, Ji Yi, who was huddled with a group of ninth-rank civil servants, had just bowed to the emperor on Donghua Tower.

According to the Song Dynasty's etiquette, only when the official ceremony of the great court or when Xuanma was worshiping the prime minister was needed, the ministers needed to kneel down. Today, the etiquette of paying homage to the emperor outside the Donghua Gate was not a ceremony, so there was no need to kneel down. However, Ji Yi would rather go outside the Daqing Hall to kowtow to the official Zhao Xu, because there is only one reason why there is no grand ceremony in this peaceful and prosperous situation... The official's health is really not good.

"It seems that the official family has left!"

"Yes, I'm really leaving!"

"Why is it so fast?"

"Is it so cold?"

At this time, the ninth-rank sesame officials around Ji Yi suddenly began to discuss. It turned out that the emperor had left the venue early... Most officials were not here to visit Donghuamen for the first time, so they naturally knew that the time was short.

This is not a good sign!

Ji Yi's heart was beating rapidly. He knew that the emperor's health was not good, and he might not be able to resist such weather and endless troubles.

If anything, what should I do?

Should I follow Zhang Dun to the wrong way, or betray it... I will take a wrong step and betray it will be a dead end!

If you get right, Ji Yi thought: At least thirty years of prosperity and prosperity, maybe ten years of Xuanma, you will be the most powerful minister!

...

There are more than Ji Yi, the official Ji, who stands at the intersection of life. This year is the year of the imperial examination competition. From the 21st to the 23rd day of the first lunar month, the court will appoint Zhigong Earl (that is, the main examination, usually the Hanlin Bachelor), and then the scholar will enter the examination room of the Imperial College.

Therefore, most of the candidates who were expected to be promoted had gathered in Kaifeng Prefecture on the first day of the first lunar month. Today, they all came outside Donghua Gate to worship the emperor.

Among them is Fan Zhijin, who was as sick as Zhao Xu, who went to Kaifeng Prefecture lying down. However, the prefect of Han Daming Prefecture did his best and paid to find a good doctor in Kaifeng Prefecture. After drinking many bitter medicines, he actually cured his pneumonia (it should be pneumonia).... Of course, it was not cured. He still had coughs these days, but he did not vomit blood. The problem seemed to be small.

However, it is still hard to say whether he can survive... It's not that his condition will be fatal immediately, but that if he doesn't have high school in this list, he still has to seek death!

The difficulties he is facing now are much greater than Ji Yi. Ji Yi has at least one Yue Zuzhang who is the prime minister who can betray him, and he will definitely be able to pass the imperial examination for Ji Yi. For Ji Yi, the imperial examination is not a problem. Which is the first place?

For Fan Zhijin, if he is not in high school, he will hang himself now. The river surface in Kaifeng Prefecture is frozen. It is impossible to jump into the river, so he can only choose to hang himself.

If God allowed me to live for another thirty years... not only can the blood-stricken revenge of the Fan family in Yanggu, but also can prosper, but I can have at least two envoys (comfort envoys, fortune envoys) of the future, right?

"Yeah, yah..."

Fan Zhijin, who was not cured of illness (probably chronic bronchitis), coughed violently again. A young man next to him, wearing a Confucian uniform of Juzi (who had special clothes when he visited the emperor on the 19th day of the day) stepped forward and helped him.

"Brother Jinzhi, are you okay? The official family has left. Why not let my servants take you back to Daxiangguo Temple?"

"It's okay," Fan Zhijin bowed to the man, "Brother Mao, I'm fine, I can go back by myself."

The person called "Brother Maohe" by Fan Zhijin was named Huang Qianshan. He was a little-small official. His father Huang Jingguan was appointed as the Sanlang of the Chaozhou Pavilion, the Secret Pavilion, and the lecturer of the Xu Wangfu. Last autumn, he was admitted to Jieyuan of Shaowu Army, Fujian. He arrived in Kaifeng Prefecture not long before he arrived in Fujian. It was difficult to take the exam in Fujian because there were too many talented men and too few places, so the candidates who did well in Fujian could generally pass the Jinshi. So he was not busy hanging his head and stabbing his thighs, but he made friends with Shilin and met many friends, including the "Fan Jin" who always coughed.

Although "Fan Jin" is in poor health, his temper is surprisingly good. He is now guilty. He is a hero in Liangshan. How dare he be a talented man to look down on others? So he speaks kindly, is low-key, and always holds Jie Yuan elsewhere. Therefore, everyone is willing to make friends with him (it would be better if he had done so earlier), and Huang Qianshan naturally has a good relationship with him.

...

Today, five people from the Wu family put on their clothes and went outside Donghua Gate to worship the emperor. However, they were not together. Wu Haogu was with a bunch of Tai students. He is now a big celebrity in the Taixue School! Not only is this subject a "must win", but he also got married to the daughter of the Han family in Xiangzhou, and his brother is standing on the Donghua Tower with the emperor at this moment!

As for Wu Zhongyi and the three Baibo Yimen Wu's disciples, there was little hope, so they were arranged at the end of the team of students. They were unable to even squeeze into the square outside Donghua Gate, but instead swung the emperor on Maxing Street.

Oh, by the way, Wu Zhongyi has also been to meet friends these days. He is all white bearded "old scholars". He has both become a person who has fallen into the imperial examination field, so he naturally has a common language.

Speaking of which, the candidates gathered in Kaifeng Prefecture are actually divided into circles. The popular people are one circle, and the white-bearded nanny is another circle. The two circles rarely come into contact with each other. They are polite and are all "Chinese masters" and they are not so rude...

Now standing with Wu Zhongyi, there is Zhao Jiaren from Daming Mansion. The two old men are old friends, and they are a little bit sympathetic and sympathetic. Now they are all encouraging each other.

No matter how you have to live until you are old, you will be able to take the exam for another thirty years, and you must get a Jinshi with a regular title!
Chapter completed!