In the first month of the year, the atmosphere of the New Year has not yet dissipated, and red lanterns are still hanging on the gatehouse trees, full of joy. In the streets and alleys, the sound of firecrackers occasionally sounded. They were carefully accumulated by the children, continuing the joy of the New Year.

Various shops have been open long ago, but in fact they only had one New Year's Eve. Since the first day of the New Year, some people have been eager to open.

There is no need to doubt the hard work of the people. It is precisely because of this that Su Shi was not hungry. Yes, Da Su is back!

It has been four years since he was framed and left Beijing last time. Su Shi once swore that he would never return to this sad place and never want to see those who made him nauseate.

But he still came back. In four years, Su Shi had figured out a lot. In fact, compared to ordinary people, his suffering and grievances were nothing.

No matter how dirty and sad the capital is, it is the core of the empire. If you want to truly save the people, you must influence the decisions of the capital. A decree here is more effective than his struggle for ten thousand years.

What's more, today is the third anniversary of the death of Zuiweng. As the successor of the robe and mantle, Da Su would burn paper for the teacher's grave to express his condolences no matter what.

Just three years ago, the New Policy Society completed the legislative work and was recognized by the emperor. The power operation of the Song Dynasty entered a new era... Ouyang Xiu finally breathed a sigh of relief and no longer had any worries. The old man's body collapsed quickly and he was bedridden all winter. Later, he barely passed the Spring Festival. When he learned that the remnants of the Khitan fled far away and the Jurchens obeyed the orders and went to pursue the Khitan, Ouyang Xiu laughed.

That night, he asked his sons to drink and celebrate together. The old man was radiant and sang and sang... When he was young, he was devoted to reviving the Song Dynasty and promoting the Qingli New Policy with Fan Zhongyan. The failure of the new policy was a fatal blow to the old man...

"I devote all my efforts to my father and ended up miserably. Liuyi Academy did not intend to plant willows, but had a lot of fruits. For more than twenty years, I have pacified the Western Xia, destroyed the Khitan, and spread the Western Regions... My Song Dynasty territory was prosperous in the Han and Tang Dynasties. My father finally could tell them with peace of mind..." The old man turned his head, his eyes were white, and he could not see his sons, but every face flashed through his heart... After a while, Ouyang Xiu sighed and said, "Listen, since ancient times, the prosperity has declined, and it is the most deadly. The generation of fathers is powerless, so I can only watch you! Don't ruin all the family business of our ancestors!"

After saying that, Ouyang Xiu stopped talking about this, but just raised his glass and drank frequently until the second half of the night, the old man fell drunk. He curled up on the leather mat with a smile on his face - pawn!

...

Ouyang Xiu died, and in a blink of an eye it was three years. Su Shi came to the east gate of Luoyang, in front of the old man's tomb. As the leader of the literary world of the Song Dynasty, the prime minister and the important old minister, Ouyang Xiu's cemetery was not luxurious or vast, but just a small piece.

But in front of the old man's grave, there was endless incense and flowers, and almost every day, people came to pay tribute. Peaches and plums formed their own paths without saying anything... Su Shi also burned the paper, and he took out a bottle of jade dew and nectar and poured it into a cup for the teacher.

"Sir, I can finally get drunk. I don't have to worry about the people, the court, and the unsatisfactory students anymore..."

Da Su was chanting and got up to leave, but found a tall and magnificent guy standing not far away. It was Zhang Dun, who was smiling and watching.

"Brother Zizhan, I thought you had any great writings. You should recite them in front of the teacher's grave and express your grief! I didn't expect that just a bottle of wine would really insult your reputation as the best talent in the world!"

Su Shi snorted, "Zhang Zihou, don't tease me, I'll tell you a word, I don't have the heart to write poems and lyrics, and I'll never have this life!"

After saying that, he was about to leave. Zhang Dun immediately reached out to stop him and smiled and said, "Don't do this. I haven't seen you for several years. Come to my place to have a drink and talk about your old love!"

Su Shi gave him a blank look and said, "What are we going to tell us?" Although you didn't plot against me back then, you kid are watching the wall. Don't think I don't know. Also, you have many interactions with Wang Anshi in private, do you think others are blind?"

In the past, Su Shi might have fought with Zhang Dun, although he might not be able to fight.

However, after years of hard work, Su Shi has changed a lot.

He smiled, "Okay, I'm just asking Brother Zihou for help if I have something to do."

Zhang Dun was very surprised. When did Da Su be so easy to talk to? He was surprised and even a little flattered, so he quickly invited him to his home.

"Brother Zizhan, do you want something to eat? Do you want to have a soy sauce elbow? The chef in my house is not bad..."

"No!" Su Shi's eyes turned and he smiled, "If you listen to me, just make some cabbage and boil it in water!"

"Ah? This, can this be eaten? Don't come to me?" Zhang Dun hesitated.

"Then add some salt."

At this moment, Zhang Dun's face collapsed. Who made him feel owed? He asked Su Shi on his own initiative!

There was no way, so I could only make a little boiled cabbage according to Su Shi's intentions, and put a plate of salt in front of the two of them. The kitchen was indeed very careful and threw away all the bad vegetable leaves outside, leaving only the vegetable heart as big as a fist. But no matter how I did it, it was boiled in white water. Zhang Dun stared at me and didn't know how to get it down.

"I said to Brother Zizhan, do you want to eat boiled cabbage? That's the best Sichuan cuisine, I'll let them cook it?"

"Forget it, all I want is boiled cabbage!"

Su Shi said, picking up a leaf of vegetable and dipped it in a little salt, and it actually started to eat it.

Zhang Dun had no choice but to learn from it. He swears that he had never eaten such a bad thing in his life... It didn't taste at all, and it was really hard to swallow.

He could only spit it secretly and put down the chopsticks, "I said to Brother Zizhan, what do you think? Just say it straight, don't test Brother Yu?"

"Oh!" Su Shi sighed, "Brother Zihou, this is pretty good. I have seen with my own eyes that a worker picked up the thrown cabbage leaves in the vegetable market, which were frozen. He took them back and cooked them, and then ate them with salt water, without even a grain!"

"Ah? Why is it so miserable?"

Su Shi smiled, "Brother Zihou, you used to say that I was naive and didn't understand the worldly ways, but now I want to say that you don't know the sufferings of the people... A few years ago, when dealing with Xijing Bank, there was a wave of unemployment... Workers have no work and want to go home, but they are worried about when the start of work will not be able to catch up, so they can only wait in the city. It's better to eat rotten cabbage, and there are also people squatting in the sewer, cold and hungry. How could a high-ranking official like you know!"

Zhang Dun took a deep breath and showed a look of thought.

He pondered for a long time, "Zizhan, if I guess correctly, do you want me to help relieve the unemployed workers?"

"It's not relief, but insurance!" Su Shi said: "Industrial development has peaks and lows, off-seasons and peak seasons, but people's stomachs cannot wait. Two meals a day, one less meal will lead to hunger... I think workers should be provided with insurance. After being unemployed, within three months, they can get basic living expenses and give them plenty of time to find their next job." Su Shi said seriously: "Brother Zihou, this is a moral policy for millions of people - you have done so many unethical things, and you just want to accumulate some secrets for yourself and your family!"

Zhang Dun listened carefully the previous second, but the next second, he turned his back!

"Su Zizhan, your dog can't spit out ivory!"

Zhang Dun was furious and he was angry, but he really listened to it. This was a good suggestion... He reached out and grabbed Su Shi's shoulder.

"I will do things, so let's not really become rabbits. I'll take you to have a big meal."

Zhang Dun pulled Su Shi and found a mutton restaurant. The two of them ordered a private room, steaming hot pot and simmering thin slices of meat, which was really enjoyable.

After more than a dozen plates were eliminated, Zhang Dun said: "Brother Zizhan, do you know the Political Consultative Conference?"

Su Shi snorted, "I'm not blind, deaf. How can I not know about such a big noise?"

"Then do you know their plans?" Zhang Dun asked further.

"What's the plan? What does it have to do with me?"

"It's a big deal!"

Zhang Dun pulled the chair and came to Su Shi.

"Zizhan, that's right. Zhou Dunshi came to Beijing yesterday!" Zhang Dun said in an exaggerated tone: "This old man is not kind to come!"

Who is Zhou Dunshi?

This person is a Neo-Confucianist and has also written a famous article called "The Legend of Love in Lotus".

Someone is going to sneer, isn’t that person Zhou Dunyi?

In fact, these two people are the same person. In the original history, Zhao Zongshi became emperor. In order to avoid taboos, Lao Zhou changed his name to Zhou Dunyi. However, in this time and space, Zhao Zongshi had already died, so the old man naturally didn't need to change his name.

As a master of Neo-Confucianism, Zhou Dunshi was an honest official and had many disciples. He resigned from his post a few years ago and returned home. He wrote several important articles, which had a great influence in the academic community.

Especially after Ouyang Xiu's death, some people even put the conscience of the Song Dynasty on Zhou Dunshi.

"Grandma, they are taking advantage of the situation... If the Zhuiweng is still there, how could he let the Zhou surnamed seize power!"

Su Shi was confused, "Brother Zihou, what happened to Mr. Lianxi? As for the harsh words?"

"I said Zizhan, are you really confused or fake? The matter is clear... Why is Zhou Dunshi coming to the capital? He just wants to seize the throne of the Political Conference!"

Su Shi was heartless and continued to eat mutton hotpot, "Just grab it, what's the use of telling me?"

"Oh, Brother Zizhan, why don't you understand yet! The Political Council shoulders the expectations of the people. If it really happens, it has extremely powerful power. All of us in the DPRK will be held hostage by the Political Council."

"Oh...but I'm in the wild, it has nothing to do with me!"

Zhang Dun was almost angry, "Zizhan, let's make it clear. Can you find a way to invite the master? If he can let go, Zhou Dunshi will be fine!"

"Let your brother-in-law come to Beijing?"

Su Shi scratched his head, "I'm afraid it won't work!"

"Why?" Zhang Dun said inexplicably.

"He raises pandas at home and can't get rid of them!"
Chapter completed!