Tang Yi followed Chunyou and Chunren brothers out of Taoyuan Port, walked through the small peach forest, and his eyes became cheerful. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This peach forest is located between Bianhe Street and Bianhe River, on one side is the bustling downtown street scene of cars and horses, and on the other side is the tranquil water color of the waterfront listening to the waves, which is indeed a rare good place.

Tang Yi glanced at a house hidden in the peach forest, and said in his heart, I don't know who this Taoyuan lady is, this Taoyuan residence is graceful, if you can settle down in such a place, it will not be a good choice.

However, when I asked Fan Chunyou, I learned that in a place like Taoyuanbu, his little belongings were enough to buy a thatched house.

Alas, it seems that compared with the real rich people of the Great Song Dynasty, the gap is still a bit big.

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The carriage that picked up the boat stopped on the side of Bianhe Street, and at this time, Fan Zhongyan and Yin Zhu had already gotten into the front car, but Fan Chunren was about to get on the bus but paused.

"Where's Chunli?"

“........”

As soon as he said this, everyone remembered that after getting off the boat, Fan Chunli only took a face, and never saw anyone again.

Fan Chunyou smiled bitterly, "It seems that I don't know where to go crazy." ”

"Forget it, let him go as soon as he comes back."

Then he added, "Don't alarm your father." ”

Fan Chunren glanced at his brother, "Big brother is used to him, you don't know how wild this kid is in Dengzhou." As he spoke, he stepped into the car.

Tang Yi shrank his neck and followed into the car, Fan Er's idiot obviously had something to say.

The crowd drove along Bianhe Street, and the Fan family's house in the capital was on Xingzixing Street west of Yujie, next to Dutingyi, which was not far away. Follow Bianhe Street all the way to the west, and cross the Royal Street.

When crossing the royal street, Tang Yi was really shocked again.

A five-strand avenue with a width of 100 zhang leads straight to the north and south, except for the middle of the royal road only according to the royal ceremony, the remaining four strands are pedestrians.

I am obedient, Tang Yi secretly said, even in the future generations, it is difficult to see a hundred zhang wide avenue, enough for a hundred cars to go hand in hand, right?

There are also waterways on both sides of Wugu Royal Street, each of which is lined up with huge bricks and stones to form a ditch, called "Royal Ditch". The bank of the ditch is staggered with fruit trees such as peaches, plums, pears, and apricots. Listening to Fan Chunyou, if it is spring and summer, the ditch is full of lotuses, and the fruit trees on both sides of the bank are fragrant, which is very good-looking.

A row of red lacquer railings was installed on the shore of the ditch, and two pedestrian carriage paths on the left and right were delineated, which was called: "Imperial Corridor".

Fan Chunyou pointed to a flat bridge across the Bianhe River and said, "This is the state bridge, and this bridge is the bustling place in Tokyo." "Zhouqiao Night Market" refers to this place, let Chunli take you to visit at night, and make sure you don't want to go home. “

Fan Chunren seemed to dislike the Zhouqiao Night Market very much, and answered: "What's good? A disturbance is a whole night, and those who disturb it cannot live in peace. ”

Fan Chunyou shook his head helplessly, this second brother really hasn't changed at all.

The carriage and horse crossed the royal street not far away, turned into an alley and stopped. Tang Yi got out of the car and took a look, and finally understood why Fan Chunren was so resentful.

The location of the Fan family's house is said to be excellent, less than half a mile away from Tokyo's most prosperous state bridge, but this is also the reason for Fan Chunren's criticism, and the vendors along the street have set up their stalls in front of their homes.

Now this is not the most lively time of the night, I think it is the time of the night market, the vendors are selling, and the crowd is bustling, I am afraid that it will not stop.

Following everyone into Fan's house, Tang Yi couldn't help but look around. This house is the same as Dengzhou's, it is not big, it is a small courtyard with three entrances, and it occupies a small area, which is completely inconsistent with the identity of Fan Dashen.

And listening to Fan Chunyou, such a big place is not his own, but a house rented by Fan Zhongyan as an official in the court a few years ago. Later, Fan Zhongyan first went to Pizhou, and then moved to Dengzhou, and originally wanted to return the rent, but Fan Chunyou stayed in the capital, so he kept it.

You must know that the salaries of officials in the Northern Song Dynasty were the highest in the thousands of years of Chinese history. Like Fan Zhongyan's level, the monthly service is up to 120 guan, and the monthly leader is 150 stones, plus 20 horses per year, 1 horse Luo, and 50 taels of cotton; In addition to the above salaries, various welfare subsidies are also varied, including tea and wine money, kitchen material money, charcoal money, horse feed money, etc., and even the food, clothing, and wages of the servants of the domestic servants are also "paid" by the government.

And what's even more perverted is that with such a high salary, you get not one, but two!

The Northern Song Dynasty official system, the separation of functions and powers, the above is the official service, which is paid according to the grade of the official, and the official service, that is, according to the work you are engaged in.

For example, the current Fan Zhongyan, "the province of the door to the matter" is his official position, according to this official position, the court pays a salary, and "knowing the affairs of Dengzhou" is his actual duty, and he receives a salary.

Anyway, all kinds of things are added together, and the prime minister's annual salary is as high as 10 million yuan. Even if Fan Zhongyan is repeatedly demoted, it is very easy to get a few million dollars a year. No matter how expensive Tokyo is, after being an official for so many years, if Fan Zhongyan wants to buy the next property, it is not a problem.

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Everyone came out of Dengzhou and tossed for more than half a month, and now they finally arrived at the place, they were all tired, so they settled down.

Fan Zhongyan was not, after a short rest, he changed into an official uniform and left Fan's house, he was going to report to the ministry.

From getting off the ship today, it is not difficult to see that Mrs. Taoyuan deliberately avoided seeing him, and it is not difficult to see that the whole of Tokyo does not seem to welcome his return.

Since he didn't invite people to see him, he simply ended the matter early, and everyone ended up quiet.

When you go to the yamen of the ministry, you don't need to enter the palace at all, you can go directly out of the house, and you will arrive through a small alley three or four miles long.

The Song Dynasty followed the Tang system, and Shangshu Province had six departments under its jurisdiction, and the Ministry of Officials was naturally among them.

The only difference is that the imperial city of the Northern Song Dynasty was too shabby to fit all the government functional departments. So in addition to the east and west. Most of the official departments were outside the Imperial City, and Shangshu Province was also located in the southwest corner outside the Imperial City.

Fan Zhong drowned in the ministry, but he didn't want to run into trouble.

It was true that he was ordered to enter Beijing, but he did not come to Beijing to report on his work this time, and the officials did not know what to do for a while.

"Wait a minute, and the lower official will ask Lord Shilang to come."

The penman couldn't play it, so he had to kick the ball to it.

At that time, the surname of the servant of the Ministry of Officials was Wang Mingzhong, and when he heard that Fan Xiwen had arrived, he was frightened, and said in his heart, how did this god come so quickly?

Hurriedly said to the pen official: "Let him wait, and I will enter the palace to face the official's house." ”

The pen clerk thinks this is a bit inappropriate, how to say that it is also Fan Xianggong.

"Why don't you go meet first?"

Lord Wang's eyes widened, "What do you see!?" I can't hide yet! ”

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and walked out of the Shangshu Yamen.

Lord Wang entered the imperial city from the right gate, and should have gone straight to the palace to face the official's house, but after thinking about it left and right, it is safer to let a few ministers know about this matter first.

Thinking about it, he turned into the political hall.

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Fan Zhongyan waited for about half an hour at the yamen of the ministry, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart......

"Unexpectedly, I, Fan Zhongyan, have to line up to see a little waiter." I can't help but be even more disheartened.

He sat down for a long time.

It was not a servant of the ministry who was waiting for him, but an attendant of the inner court.

To Fan Zhongyan's surprise, this chamberlain is not small.....

The chamberlain was an old man, with no silver hair and beard, and he looked a few years older than Fan Zhongyan. After entering the house, Fan Zhongyan took a step ahead of him, and bowed his hand and said, "Farewell to the father-in-law?" ”

As soon as Fan Zhongyan saw someone coming, he hurriedly got up, "Daguan Li, how dare you bother your old relatives to come?" ”

This person is Zhao Zhen's inner chamberlain Li Bingchen, who entered the palace at an early age and served the emperors of the Three Dynasties, and Zhao Zhen was followed by Li Bingchen from a young age.

Li Bingchen's face was warm, "You're polite, isn't it?" Fan Gong arrived in Beijing, how could our family not come to meet first? You haven't been in Beijing for two years, and the official family misses it tightly. ”

Fan Zhongyan's expression darkened, and he said bitterly: "Let the official family be distracted." ”

"Our family is here to pass on the will of the official family, and Zhao Fan Gong Funing Hall will meet you."

Funing Temple?

It is said that the official edict and the courtiers are all in the Wende Palace, even if it is the Zichen Hall and the Vertical Arch Hall for the Japanese Dynasty and the Chang Dynasty, it is reasonable, how can it be the Funing Palace? It is the inner garden of the forbidden palace, which is the emperor's bedroom, and the ministers are not allowed to enter and exit at will.

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"Fan Gong doesn't have to think about it, just follow our family's will."

As he spoke, Li Bingchen stepped out of the way and made a gesture of please.

"Official, please!"

"Fan Gong first, please..."

Before arriving at the imperial city, Fan Zhongyan looked at the towering blue bricks and tiles in a trance, since he left Beijing in the fourth year of Qingli... More than two years.

Unexpectedly, it is back here.

After the right door, there is a long corridor in front, walking here, Fan Zhongyan's footsteps couldn't help slowing down, Li Bingchen knew that this place aroused his heart, so he didn't urge, and slowly followed him.

On the right hand side and the corridor wall is the Daqing Palace, three years ago, Fan Zhongyan held the "Chen Tiao Ten Things" in the court meeting to face Chen Baiguan, depicting the future for the Great Song Dynasty.

It's just that at that time, Fan Xianggonggui participated in political affairs and led the reform of legislation. And now he has become a "trouble", a trouble that everyone wants to stay away from, a trouble that even the official family has a headache for.

And the right side of the corridor.....

It's what makes him even more unrelieved-

Politics Hall!

Now everyone in the high positions there is his political enemy, and they all wish that he would die in the office of exile.

...

Fan Zhongyan walked forward slowly, and when he saw that he was about to arrive at the door of the political affairs hall, he couldn't help but speed up his pace. However, God didn't seem to want to let him go so easily, only to see a purple-robed figure with big sleeves flashing out of the courtyard gate of the political hall.

Solemn!

Stand still!

Stare.....

Fan Zhongyan couldn't help but pause, slowly stopped, and looked at the person a few steps away.

Long....

Fan Zhongyan sighed leisurely. "Let Zhaoyu wait for a long time!"

Chen Zhaoyu smiled, "If the person you are waiting for is Fan Gong, then it will be worth it for as long as you are in charge.....

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Come to think of it...

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