"Resistance." Zhang Fangping replied coldly.

"It can't be considered a hostility, the word "restlessness"" Zheng Lang said. Those who deliberately told Su Xiaoyu to listen to him were influenced by Zhang Fangping and belonged to a moderate faction, but he was also influenced by Ouyang Xiu when he was a middle-aged and young man. He was mostly impetuous, which was a flaw in his beauty.

Then he turned to the two brothers of the Su family and said, "Zizhan, Su Che, I ask you, can you govern the country with good articles?"

After asking this question, Su Dongpo answered for a long time: "A good article cannot govern the country, but it can be the imperial examination."

Zheng Lang couldn't help but laugh and said, "It may not be necessary. A good manifesto can inspire the morale of the soldiers, a good persuasion can influence the people to be kind, a good memorial, beautiful words and smooth literature, and it is easier for the emperor to agree. A good article to establish the world can inspire people in future generations to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country. This is also considered governing the country. However, if you want to cure it well, it is more important to make decisions. When I was a young man, I was deceived by Wang Sanlang and took six students who were about the same age as me. In fact, we are learning from each other, learning the classics, the way of being a human being, the way of being an official, and the way of governing the country and the people."

"This is a legend of the Song Dynasty." Su Dongpo said yearningly.

Although he is not interested in Wang Anshi, this history is indeed the most magnificent time in Zheng Lang's life, and it also kicks off the legendary life of Zheng Lang.

"It's a nonsense, not a legend, but I have an idea to tell you."

"Give me advice," including Lao Su, all looked at Zheng Lang respectfully. Not only Lao Su, but also Su Xiao was also very clever. They vaguely felt that the greatest opportunity in their lives was coming.

"Brother An Dao sent me your articles. I read them and they wrote them very well. But I am an official of the Song Dynasty. I am not reading the articles, but whether they are suitable for being good ministers. Therefore, I have not made any statement after you have been in Beijing for a long time. Now you are all in high school and have two choices. The first is to continue to study articles. With your talent, you will definitely become the most brilliant pearl in the history of the Song Dynasty's literature."

"Mr. Zheng, we dare not behave," this evaluation was too high, which scared Lao Su.

That's the truth, Zheng Lang smiled and said, "It's not high. Brother Mingyun, even your current accomplishments have surpassed me. However, a person's energy is limited. The lyrics, music and verses of the Tang Dynasty are good, calligraphy and paintings, and proficient in music and dance, but he is not a good emperor. Your Majesty only knows a flying white body, but he is an unparalleled wise king in the world. When I was young, I was not famous for calligraphy and painting. Since I entered politics, due to my limited energy, my writing has gradually been worse than Cai Junmo. The articles are not as good as Brother Mingyun and Ouyang Yongshu, and the Qin is not as good as Yihai, a student in Yuezhou. I don't need to mention paintings. But I ask myself, this official is not the best, and I can still call it the word "can."

Su Xun and his son both burst into laughter. Zheng Lang was not proud, but humble.
Chapter completed!