The official system of the Northern Song Dynasty was relatively complicated, and the common people did not know the key points very well, and Yun Yanhui had no way of knowing it. Fortunately, Zhao Yunchu was very young, but he knew a lot.
At this time, the appointment of officials is divided into officials, positions, and dispatches. An official is a virtual title representing a rank, which determines the salary.
Take Zheng Ping's elder brother Zheng Li as an example. His Hanlin Bachelor is his job title, and the Court of Prosecutions is a dispatch, which belongs to an actual position. Like this kind of position, the words "knowledge", "tong" and "promotion" are in front of it. , For example, the prefect, the magistrate, and the *oss governor of Kaifeng House, his job is to know Kaifeng House, and knowing is the meaning of presidency.
Therefore, Zheng Li has both powers and powers, which is considered a good mix, not to mention the magistrate of his errand court, who is in charge of inspecting and promoting middle and lower-level Beijing officials.
After Yun Yan returned to understand clearly, she admired Zheng Ping even more. She was able to give up such an excellent family condition and chose the person she truly loved. It's a pity that Yun Dalang has died, making their love a bit tragic.
But Yun Yanhui believes that although love is tragic, life cannot be tragic.
This thought swirled a few times in her heart, and Yun Yan patted the table back, gaining more motivation.
Zhao Yunchu was frightened by his sudden arrival, "Brother Yan, what's the matter with you? If you really hate this Zheng Ling so much... I'll ask Di Ge to beat him up. Di Ge's legs are not healed yet, let's go. No one dared to touch him on the street."
If it weren't for a young lady or an artist, a woman's boudoir name would not be freely publicized. Naturally, Zhao Yunchu didn't know Zheng Ping's name, otherwise she would have guessed it long ago.
"It's alright, haha, no need." Yun Yan recalled Zhao Yundi, who touched porcelain, and laughed a few times, "You really know how to cheat."
"Brother Yan, you're so nice, just let him go." This Zhao Yunchu had some pitiful and sympathetic thoughts towards Zheng Ling. He didn't know that Zheng Ling had already completed a gorgeous transformation, which also led to his meeting with Zheng Ling. tragic situation.
"Thank you, and help me to find out." Yun Yan thanked back, "I owe you a favor."
"I don't want it anymore. My mother said that human favors are the most expensive." Zhao Yunchu held his face and said, "Brother Yan, tell me about Duanjing, you must be able to do it, right?"
Zhao Yunchu was obsessed with Buddhism, and Yun Yanhui had cruelly rejected all his previous attempts to discuss Buddhism with Yun Yanhui. He just thought that Yun Yan was busy with logistics for the lay monks, and maybe he had also been immersed in some performance methods of teaching Buddhist scriptures. As everyone knows, it is Yun Yanhui who is training those vulgar monks.
Yun Yan listened back and smiled: "I can't tell, but I can recite a paragraph for you."
He wrote all the books, and it is possible to retell them in general, but they are not as good as the daily training of ordinary monks, but Zhao Yunchu's requirements are not high.
After a paragraph was finished, Zhao Yunchu slapped hard, "Okay!"
Looking at Zhao Yunchu who was so easily satisfied, Yun Yan patted his head, "Han prince, why are you so silly and sweet."
Zhao Yunchu: "What does silly white sweet mean?"
Yun Yan replied: "It's stupid, white and sweet."
Zhao Yunchu wondered, "Am I white? I don't seem to be as white as Brother Yan."
Yun Yan sighed back: "It really is silly and white, and it's the number one silly white sweet in Tokyo."
Zhao Yunchu was given the title of Tokyo's No. 1 Silly Bai Tian, and he was quite pleased. After returning happily, he said to the princess, "Mother, today Brother Yan said that I am the No. 1 Silly Bai Tian in Tokyo."
The princess felt a pain in her heart, alas, she gave birth to so many sons, why does each one have obvious defects
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Since Zheng Ling came to the house once, Zheng Ping has never forgotten to talk about him, and she would say when she was cooking, "This brother Ling should like to eat it."
Seeing such a scene, Xiaobao hugged Yun Yanhui's arm jealously, "Brother Yan, will A-Niang really not adopt Xiao Yanei?"
Shuang Yi also sighed, "Brother Yan, you are not unhappy at all, Xiaoya Nei is more favored than us."
Thinking back to Zheng Ling, Yun Yan said with a bit of pity, "Juniors are always favored."
Xiaobao: "Am I the youngest?"
Shuangyi and Xiaobao couldn't understand his deep meaning. Where is Zheng Ping's love and affection from being an aunt? It's clearly an aunt who loves her grandson. How can he be a cousin and fight with his nephew
There are also Shuangyi and Xiaobao, who are also cousins and uncles. What are they so unhappy about? If Zheng Ling knows about this, his face is still green, and he is the most unhappy.
Zheng Ping didn't know that Yun Yanhui had already inquired about the origin of the Zheng family. Seeing that the day when the academy was off, Zheng Ping made some salty and sweet buttered snails. It was like making a pair of socks, called Yun Yan. Go back to Zheng Ling.
This ghee bubble snail also tasted salty, and only Zheng Ling could think of it, and Zheng Ping really made it for him.
Yun Yan returned with food and clothes, and went to the academy to guard Zheng Ling.
Not long after, Zheng Ling was seen among a group of scholars walking out with two students hanging on each other's shoulders, with a hilarious smile, not knowing where to go to play. The wound on Zheng Ling's head was almost healed, the gauze was gone, and there was still a scab on his forehead.
Yun Yan shouted back, "Zheng Ling!"
Zheng Ling glanced over and his eyes lit up, "Brother Yan."
When his two classmates saw it, oh, they looked a lot like Brother Ling, "Is it your brother? He's quite cute."
Zheng Ling said reservedly: "Yes, ah, I won't go to drink today, my brother must have asked me to accompany him."
After all, Zheng Ling ignored how they were screaming and walked over to Yun Yanhui.
"I brought you ghee bubble snails, and my mother made a pair of socks. You'll see if they fit in later." Yun Yan put the basket back into his hand.
Zheng Ling said sweetly, "I'll go to your house."
Yun Yan back wondered, "Don't you have to go home?"
"I just sent someone to say that I live in the academy, and my father wished that I would stay in the academy all the time." Zheng Ling said and twisted a ghee bubble snail, "Oh, it's really salty and sweet. The taste is not greasy at all, it's delicious!"
Zheng Ling watched Yun Yan back while eating. He was refuted by his father that day, saying that he didn't have an aunt at all, but Zheng Ling could see it, and she felt that it was just that the family didn't want to admit it, and looking at her aunt's attitude, she herself was Unhappy, presumably there is a great contradiction between the two sides and the ice cannot be melted.
But Zheng Ling himself is still very willing to be with his aunt, who also likes him, so he is determined to just keep in touch with him.
Zheng Lingfei went back with Yun Yanhui, but Zheng Ping didn't expect it. Seeing Yun Yanhui send something and bring everyone back, she was surprised and happy.
Zheng Ling said very sweetly what Zheng Ping said, and said that he would stay here for another night.
There is no reason why Zheng Ping should not, so she immediately said that she went out to buy more vegetables and came back. Last time Zheng Ling came and went in a hurry, and she was injured again. .
Shuang Yibian took Xiaobao to catch the chicken and waited for Zheng Ping to come back to do it.
Yun Yan returned to wanting to go, but was held back by Zheng Ling and insisted on caring about him. Shuangyi is too scary, and Xiaobao is too young and unfamiliar, so he can only catch Yunyan and return.
"Why are Shuangyi and Xiaobao surnamed Zheng? Are they not the same father as you?" Zheng Ling asked.
Not only a father, not even a mother, Yun Yanhui nodded casually.
Zheng Ling asked again, "Have you read the book?"
"No." Yun Yan replied, "I read it for a while, but I didn't like it, so I didn't continue."
Zheng Ling, a frequent truant, actually had the nerve to educate Yun Yan back, "Song Chongwen, if you want to stand out, you can only study." If you study hard and practice hard, do you think I really just skip class and fight? Actually, I am familiar with scriptures and poetry!"
Of course this is not the case, but since Zheng Ling knew that Yun Yanhui hadn't read the book for a long time, he felt at ease and boldly bragged, not afraid that the cowhide would break.
Yun Yan replied disdainfully: "Familiar with the scriptures? Familiar with the scriptures is almost the same!"
Because he is a relative and nephew, it's not that he didn't inquire about Zheng Ling in the washhouse, a frequent visitor! Not to mention that the first time they met was at a temple fair.
Zheng Ling's cheeks flushed, and he thought that he was his elder brother. How could he lose face again and again, and how could he establish a glorious image
Zheng Ling said stubbornly: "Brother I was originally, do you know what a prodigy is? It's my brother, don't be misled, the first two meetings were not the real me. Brother Yan, reading is actually not difficult. , If you want, every time I take a break, I can come out and teach you to read."
"Don't talk to one brother, and still teach me to read?" Yun Yan gave him a sympathetic look back, "If you want to discuss the issue of reading with me so much, so be it, answer a question about poetry first. If you don't come out, just learn your own way."
Zheng Ling thought to himself, Brother Yan still refuses to recognize his brother, it seems that he has to show his hands, "What is the question, you ask."
Yun Yan replied, "Have you read Yuefu poetry?"
Zheng Ling nodded: "I have read - is this the problem?"
"Of course not," Yun Yan glanced back at him, always feeling that Zheng Ling's cutest appearance was still at a disadvantage, so he could bear to embarrass his cousin, "In that case, you must know about 'Peacock Flying South East', I ask You, why did the peacock fly southeast?"
Zheng Ling was stunned and pulled out his ears, "What? Why is the peacock flying southeast? What the hell is this problem!"
"Peacock Flying Southeast" is a long narrative poem, in which the first two sentences "Peacock flies southeast, wandering for five miles" are just a kind of imagery, in order to elicit the following content. But in terms of practical significance, how could Zheng Ling know why the peacock flew southeast.
The author is going to write about flying to the southeast, maybe they are just for the sake of smoothness, and there is no practical significance at all!
Ah, there is a sentence behind the self-hanging southeast branch, southeast, so what is there in the southeast? ! The author also cannot be tested, otherwise one can speculate from the author's life...
Zheng Ling was about to faint.
In the end, he could only blush and admit shamelessly: "I don't know."
"So you should take care of your own reading~" Yun Yan patted his face back.
This question is a well-known question and answer in modern times. In fact, it's a bit of a brain teaser, but Zheng Ling doesn't know that the answer needs to be slanted, and it is wrong to think about the poem itself.
Zheng Ling didn't dare to persuade Yun Yan to go back to study, so he honestly tried on socks.
The next day, Zheng Ling returned to the academy, and when he met the master who taught him in the academy, he pulled the master and asked, "Sir, you said, in "The Peacock Flying Southeast", why did the peacock fly to the southeast? "
The master was furious, and rolled the book in his hand and smashed Zheng Ling, "Damn, if I tell you to read, you will play, and now you dare to play the master's idea!"
Zheng Ling hugged his head and ran away, feeling indignant in his heart. I thought about being at Brother Yan's house yesterday, I felt ashamed and didn't even ask the correct answer. Now even the master thinks he is playing tricks, so brother Yan is actually playing him, right? This kid is so cunning!
Zheng Ling thought about it, wrote a note and asked the hawker outside the academy to bring it back to Yunyan, asking him to tell himself why the peacock flew southeast.
After half a day, the reply came. This is the first time Zheng Ling has read Yun Yanhui's words, and he is shocked to realize that Yan Geer claims to have not read for a long time, but the words are written so beautifully that they don't look like a child of his age at all. Zheng Ling should feel ashamed. .
And the content of the word is: Peacocks fly southeast, just because there are tall buildings in the northwest.
"... I'm x!" Zheng Ling couldn't help cursing, why didn't he think of going there? Brother Yan really didn't make fun of him. There are tall buildings in the northwest of the Nineteenth Ancient Poem, and the clouds are on the same level. This Nima is not an uncommon sentence!
This is just a matter of mind. Zheng Ling is really ashamed because of Yan Ge'er's words. The words are like people, and you can see how much work Yan Ge'er has put in. Brother Yan said that he didn't like reading, but he was much more serious than him.
It didn't take long for the indifferent Zheng Ling to think again that since Brother Yan was not playing with him, then he was beaten a few times by the Master in vain. So Pidianpidian went to the Master again and told him that the question he asked last time had already been answered, and that the peacock didn't fly southeast because there were tall buildings in the northwest.
In the end, the Master scolded him again after hearing the answer, "I don't know how to learn! I don't know how to respect the teacher! I just know how to play tricks! I still wanted to use this trick, right? You are not reconciled? I like it so much, Then go and copy "The Peacock Flying Southeast" five hundred times!"
Zheng Ling was dumbfounded, and he howled for a while: "Brother Yan mistaken me!!"