"Duke, have you heard of it?"

Wang Anshi came out of the yamen, and a colleague came over with a wink and whispered, "Fuxiang offended the official family and was beaten."

Wang Anshi moved between his eyebrows, "No, the official family is not that violent person."

If you can't punish the important officials, this is not a boast.

If Zhao Shu really wants to take action, it will destroy this unspoken rule. From then on, there will be a gap between the king and the minister, and it will be difficult to integrate.

"Maybe, this official said he was outside the palace..."

The two walked out together, and their colleagues kept talking gossip. In his words, Fu Bi was probably only half his life left. He had to find a rope to hang himself when the official family gave him an order...

"Dad!"

Wang Anshi was thinking about things when he walked. He listened to the man gossiping. He looked up and found that his son was right in front of him. He said, "Aren't he resting at home? Why did he come out?"

Wang Yun held two umbrellas in his hand, and he handed over one, "It's going to rain, my mother asks the child to give him an umbrella."

Wang Anshi looked up at the sky, took the umbrella with an oh.

The colleague looked at Wang Rong with interest and asked, "Is this your son?"

Wang Anshi nodded, and Wang Yun said, "I heard you say that Fu Xiang was injured. Do you dare to ask if you saw it on the spot?"

My colleague said embarrassedly, "I heard it, I just heard it."

Wang Rong frowned and said, "When you hear the wind, that's the censor."

The colleague's face turned slightly red, but it was difficult to refute.

You are not a censor, what are you going to gossip all day long?

This sarcasm is very sarcastic and embarrassing. I wish I could find a crack in the ground to get into it.

Wang Anshi yelled softly, "How did you speak?"

Wang Yun smiled and said, "I'm worried that you are not well-informed. Then I believe it and I can't tell you a memorial and go to the palace."

Lao Wang thinks that this is true, advice is indispensable, and it will be embarrassing to reveal the truth.

Wang Anshi thought this son was too arrogant, so he said, "Go home."

The father and son walked side by side, and Wang Anshi asked, "I heard that the Maritime Bureau was cleaned up from beginning to end? Are they all corrupt?"

Wang Anshi held this question for a long time and finally asked it today.

"Yes, it's all corruption."

Wang Anshi said in disbelief, "Why are there so many?"

"greedy."

Wang Rong felt that his father was a bit pedantic. "The Maritime Bureau is the place where the most money is. Those officials are working on it, and those who supervise are either formal or dirty, and the only honest one is kept in the dark."

Tsk!

Wang Anshi felt that this situation was really nothing to say.

"Is the administration so decayed? Then let me give advice when I turn back."

After Wang Anshi finished speaking, he began to think about the memorials for advice. Wang Yun protected him along the way and pulled him several times along the way, allowing him to avoid the ox cart.

After returning home, the father and son were talking in the study, and Wang Yun said, "Dad, it's useless to give advice."

"Why is it useless?"

Wang Anshi was always tolerant of his son and was even willing to discuss the government affairs with him.

Wang Rong's lips raised slightly, looking at a sarcastic sarcasm, "The problem of official administration has existed for many years. Countless people have said that it should be reformed and innovated, but to this day, official administration is still the most fatal problem in the Song Dynasty. Why not move? The children thought it was worried. The officials were worried that it would trigger a counterattack from officials, so Fan Wenzheng's reform of official administration was terminated that year."

Seeing that his father did not scold him, he continued, "There are too many officials in the Song Dynasty, so many... You know, Su Shi had no arrangements since he came back from the northwest and was still wandering outside. This shows that the administration of the Song Dynasty... was a joke."

"alright!"

Wang Anshi felt that if he continued to talk about it, the official family would probably become the foolish monarch in his son's words.

"It's time to eat."

When Wu came, he saw the father and son being silent, he asked, "Is this a problem?"

"It's nothing, it's just that Dalang is too fierce."

Wang Anshi's words aroused the dissatisfaction of Wu. She said, "Dalang is so smart. He has made great contributions to the south this time. The official family also rewarded him with official positions. It can be seen that he recognizes Dalang. As for the sharpness, young people are not sharp, should they learn from those good people like Ouyang Xiu?"

Wang Anshi didn't expect that his words would arouse his wife's dissatisfaction, and he smiled bitterly and said, "You just favor him."

Wu said, "Dalang must be the prime minister in the future. Dalang, I will wait for that day."

Wang Rong's cheek twitched and said, "The problem of the Song Dynasty is not the prime minister, but the world. If the root cause is not found, the child would rather not be an official!"

Wu patted his back gently and said angrily, "What's the matter with an official? Your grandmother is waiting for your good news! Let's look back at you a good woman. When you get married and have children, you will know what kind of thought it is to be a parent."

Only by raising a child can you know the kindness of your parents. If you don’t be a parent, you don’t know what compromise is. Wu hopes to use a woman to tie his son’s heart, but Wang Rong’s heart is not at all.

"The child has someone he likes."

Wang Anshi, who was walking in front, stopped walking, and Wu quickly asked, "Who is it? Which family? Let's go and ask."

Wang Rong shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's impossible."

"I don't like our family? That's not right?"

Wu thought that his family's conditions were good in Bianliang, and his son was so smart, who dared not look down on him?

In the eyes of my mother, my son is probably even married to the princess.

Wang Rong lowered her head and remembered the almond eyes, "That woman is married."

Whoosh!

Wang Rong only felt something swaying in front of him, so he subconsciously turned his head.

With the blessing he had practiced by Shen An, he successfully avoided Wang Anshi's flying shoes.

Lao Wang was so angry that his face turned red and took off his other shoes. Wu grabbed him and shouted, "Darang, run!"

No matter what mistakes you make, in the eyes of your mother, you will always be that innocent child, who is willing to protect all your mistakes.

The hero did not suffer any loss in front of him. Seeing his father's eyes blew, Wang Rong ran away.

"Don't come back lately!"

After rushing out of the gate, Wu's last reminder came from inside.

This time it's a big trouble, and it will take a long time for your dad to calm down.

Wang Rong left the house and slowly wandered on the street.

"Boom!"

The thunder gradually became dense.

Wang Rong walked outside the small shop without realizing it.

“It’s raining!”

It was probably because the business was good, and Zuo Zhen was happily cleaning up, and it seemed that he was preparing to go home.

"Give someone one."

Zuo Zhen looked up and saw that it was Wang Rong and smiled, "Why haven't you gone home yet?"

“I won’t go back today.”

"Luckily I haven't removed the fire yet, otherwise you won't have to eat it."

A quail was put into the pot and the fragrance was everywhere.

Wang Yun smelled the familiar smell, looked up at Zuo Zhen, and asked seriously, "Are you doing well?"

Zuo Zhen was stunned, and then smiled and said, "Okay!"

Wang Rong nodded and said, "That's good."

The quails were fried later, Wang Rong gave the money, took the oil-paper bag and left.

Zuo Zhen looked over and saw him heading to Yulin Lane, and muttered, "Strange boy."

The rain began to fall.

First it was light rain, then gradually became magnificent.

Pedestrians on the street were hiding under the eaves on both sides, some were running wildly and some were laughing.

Just as these normal reactions, Wang Yun walked slowly in the heavy rain.

He slowly ate quails, his feet were calm and he was like a sunny spring outing.

The quail meat mixed with rain in its mouth smelled strange, and Wang Yun looked up and smiled.

When Chen An saw that he had turned into a chicken, he shouted, "Go and prepare hot water, and prepare a set of new clothes for Yuanze to change."

Wang Rong was not grateful, so he sat under the eaves watching the heavy rain.
To be continued...