As soon as Jiang Zun said this, the ministers were shocked, and even Zhao Zhen twisted his body, and he couldn't believe his words. Liang Feng hurriedly bowed and smiled, "Dare you not obeying your order!" He thought to himself, old man, you are uprising, good advertisement!

Jiang Zun said again: "But I just heard that Liang Tongzong had not yet performed his work. I wonder if he would say it carefully?"

"Yes, yes, Lord Liang, please tell me what else are you planning to do?"

There were probably at least one hundred people present, and Zhao Zhen, who was above and many logistics service staff, all looked at Liang Feng in one go, full of desire to learn.

Liang Feng felt very moved. He rarely gave a speech on such occasions, and it was so successful. He suddenly felt his throat choking. After a deep glance, he said in a low voice: "There were many plans that Xiaguan wanted to perform, but when he saw that they were so smart, so conscious, and doing so well, far exceeded Xiaguan's expectations, so he was excited and forgot!" After saying that, he spread his hands and had no choice but to do anything.

"puff!"

Jiang Zun charges the most clearly, and he is shaking and almost vomits blood.

When everyone saw his idiot-like eyes, they cursed in their hearts, "I'm afraid you're so angry, I'm hiding it and not giving it a secret!"

In fact, Liang Feng was really hard to say. Since he came to the Song Dynasty, he had never said a happy word. No matter who he was, he was too difficult to do things, and he could not touch the cognitive bottom line of all classes in the Northern Song Dynasty. He could only walk on tightropes like walking on thin ice in the range they could understand. Liang Feng's expression remained unchanged after saying these words, but he was already sweating profusely and was afraid. Because the distance between these words was to break through the final meaning, only one layer of window paper was left!

Fortunately, people's brains have not yet been reflected, especially Zhao Xiaoliu!

Just when everyone forgot about Sun Xie and Cai Qi, they wanted to find out the root of poverty. Zhao Zhen came out to save him in time and asked Du Yan: "Doctor Du, how many days does Sun Court have to be ill?"

Du Yan was stunned and said casually: "I'm just telling me that I'm sick, there's no time yet."

Zhao Zhen nodded and said, "Monday Sun is old and virtuous, and it is almost winter. Everything is better to recuperate. Since Liang Feng is still competent for the Imperial College, then follow the Monday Sun and continue to be appointed as the Minister of Justice. What do you think?"

All the officials knew in their hearts that the officials wanted to let Liang Feng do things. In a debate just now, Liang Feng won a great victory and had achievements. Do you still have to continue to fight? So they all remained silent.

Zhao Zhen turned to look at Wang Zeng, and Wang Zeng replied, "I have no objection." He looked at each other, but no one opposed it. He continued, "Then, let's write an edict. Sun Shi was appointed as a bachelor's degree, the minister of the Ministry of Justice. Liang Fengquan sentenced the Imperial College to the Imperial College and the general to take charge of all affairs." After saying that, he nodded to Yan Wenying, and Yan Wenying stepped forward to announce that he had no trouble to retreat to the court.

After leaving the hall, walking all the way to the court room, no less than thirty or fifty ministers came forward to congratulate.

"Monday Liang, congratulations!" The title changed as he spoke.

"I dare not be a Lord Zhang, I'm just a judgment on the right, just a judgment on the right!"

"Hey, the judgment of the power is actually judged, isn't that the same thing? Lord Liang can afford it. If you have any questions, please help me."

"Please give me instructions, just do my best."

"It's not big or big. Even the dog has been idle for a few years at home. Although there is a Western Conference, it's boring to study hard alone and have no discussions. I don't know how good it is. If it's Lord Liang, can you let the dog join in the fun? Haha, haha!"

Thirty or fifty people congratulated each other, twenty of them wanted their son to enter school. Liang Feng smiled and agreed one by one, which was extremely refreshing. The colleagues all went there happily and smiled. The Liang Judicial Court also walked out of Xihua Gate in a hurry, jumped onto the carriage, and ordered Lai Fu to go home.

As soon as he entered the house, everyone was waiting for him to go home for dinner. The guy called Qian Mama Song Ma without saying a word, and looked at his two brothers very much. He pulled Xiao Chang himself, and Cheng Cheng rushed to the inner courtyard, not allowing others to go in and disturb him. The whole family had long been used to his crazy and sometimes he had problems, and he didn't care. Seeing that his face was blushing, the two ladies could not help but blushed.

From the second day of October, Liang Feng officially announced his takeover of the Imperial College. In the last two months of the fifth year of Tiansheng, he frequently issued government orders, made up various ways, wrote letters, wrote letters, and asked for money. Youdao said that there were people in the court who were good at being an official, half of his teacher, Wang Zeng, was in charge of supervision, and the old man, Le Qian Wei, acted as a gangster. He had no need to do anything with his old friend, Kou Zhun, had to laugh. The most wonderful thing was that his old friend Zhao Zhen just nodded, so many things were accomplished.

In the last two months, Zhao Zhen finally appointed Ding Wei and Lu Yijian, as the chief political affairs, and entered the Secretariat.

In the last two months, Liang Fengyuan was in love with his lover and went to the book to urge him to return. Unexpectedly, the owner of Desheng Tower replied: "The wind and dust are afraid of escaping from the border, and may not be able to support himself. I like to know the place where thousands of mountains are spread, and I can recognize the bitter fragrance of the long head!" The implication is that I have left the capital and I don't want to go back to do the business of the business. I yearn for freedom, which you taught me before. Although I have entrusted it to you for life, I don't want to be like a bird in a cage. Don't worry, even if the snow in the northwest mountains is flying, my plum blossoms can emit a more bitter fragrance and breathe the air of life!

Xiao Chang read the book and cried silently: "This sister is such a strange woman! If you don't come home, we sisters will feel ashamed!" Cheng Cheng nodded and said: "What I told you before is a joke. How can you bear to let others be alone in such a bitter and cold frontier?"

Liang Feng looked at Yuntian in the west, and smiled bitterly for a while, saying, "You don't know her. Oh, let her, she will come back when she wants to come!" That night, sitting alone in the study, with nowhere to go, he changed the poem "Linjiangxian" and wrote the mouth of Nalan to tell his heart: Where is the flying catkins and flying flowers? The layer of ice and snow are destroyed. The sparse tree is sparse for five o'clock, the cold loves him, the bright moon is good, and the haggardness is also related! The most important thing is the morning breeze and the fragrance of the morning breeze is to teach people to wait for the spring mountain. The geese in the sky are hard to enter the dream, and the west wind has so much hatred, and the brows cannot be dispersed!

Xue Limei took the lyrics again and felt a lingering meaning in it, and she didn't need to say anything.

The New Year is coming, and the annual Changning Festival is coming again. This year is the second year of Liu E's rolling curtains. Zhao Zhen naturally wants to hold a big gift. All celebrations are based on the highest standards. There is nothing to say about the two governments and three departments. After all, the old lady understands the righteousness and makes the decisions that politicians should make. The scenery is also worthy of the glory, so everyone celebrates together.

Even more good news came. Liang Feng's brother, a beloved brother, was helping his third wife, Qiao's mother's family, raised an army from Lijing City, and finally turned over to defeat Wen Qi and seized the Tubo regime. With the strong cooperation of Wang Deyong and Shi Yuansun, he attacked each other in two places, killing Li Yuanhao, unable to stay in the front and tail, and did not dare to stay in Xingqing's mansion, and did not dare to let go of the Southern Army. He had to retreat 200 miles apart and penetrated into the hinterland of the Party's neck, and lost more than 20,000 troops.

This is the greatest victory achieved by the Song Dynasty since Li Jiqian rebelled!

After receiving the good news, Zhao Zhen walked around Funing Hall barefoot for more than ten times before stopping. He was so excited that he immediately sent an order that the three envoys would immediately raise money to reward the northwest army no matter what they wanted. He also gave the governor of the Baoshun Army to observe the descendants of the post. General Ningyuan gave two thousand taels of gold. All the people in the northwest army were rewarded!

This is the celebration of the whole world! When the people of the capital heard such great news, they spontaneously decorated the country, and became more prosperous in the mountains of gold and silver. The entire sixth year of Tiansheng, Kaifeng City is a sea of ​​flowers, a world of lights, and a smile on the people!

However, Liang Feng was not the happiest thing about him. What he was happiest was the first day after he returned to work in the Imperial College after the holidays in the first lunar month of the sixth year of the Song Dynasty.

After entering the Imperial College, the students had grown to more than 60 people, doubled compared to the end of last year. They were all wearing uniforms made by themselves by paying their class fees, proudly touching the word "Ruan" on their heads. Following the Lord Quan Jue worshipped King Wenxuan. After listening to the lecture, they went to Shuxing Hall to clean up the tables, chairs, benches and clean up.

These things were originally done by the Imperial College, but the rules have been changed. No matter who is enrolled in school, they have to take turns working on duty and no one can be idle.

Liang Feng was having tea in the public housing and chatting with Zhang Ting. The bureau outside hurried in to report that it was the guest who was invited by Lord Quan Jue.

When Liang Feng heard this, he clanged and the tea bowl was not covered, he almost fell to the ground. He quickly got up, tidyed up his clothes, his eyes shining, and his face turned red. Zhang Ting saw that he looked excited, and hurriedly followed him to see which great god it was.

The middle gate of the Imperial College opened again to welcome the etiquette that Qin Ming said directly, and stood out from the guard of honor. The man at the door looked at everything in surprise, but was not afraid or excited, but just carried his hands on his back and waited for the following text.

Liang Feng ran out hurriedly. It was cold and he was sweating on his forehead. When he stared at him, a middle-aged man with a clear face, a long robe and a neat and simple robe stood quietly outside the door, his eyes were extremely clear.

Liang Feng paused, then walked gently to the man, took a deep breath, bowed his hands, and said, "Xiao Ke Liang Feng, have you seen Mr. Xiwen!"

"Xiao Ke? Mr.?" Zhang Ting behind him and the man opposite him were a little messy. He is now a sixth-rank official in the Imperial College. At this age and level, he is the first in the country. He actually called himself Xiao Ke in front of this person. He called him Mr.!

"Sir, I really don't dare to be too polite!" I hurriedly bowed and returned the courtesy.

He is Fan Zhongyan!

Fan Zhongyan, who only saw two or three people for thousands of years, Fan Zhongyan, the number one man in the Song Dynasty in 300 years, was admired by countless Chinese people in later generations and regarded as the backbone of the nation!

Liang Feng doesn’t need such etiquette or such title, how could he have the nerve to say hello to others?

In the fourth year of Tiansheng, Fan Zhongyan's mother Xie passed away, and Ding You was mourning for two years. He had been teaching at Yingtianfu Academy in Nanjing for more than a year. Liang Feng squeezed out Sun Shi and the first thing he did when he took office was to write a letter that was extremely sincere and touching to him, asking him to finish his term and return to Beijing to reopen his post! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!