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Chapter 047

Seeing Sima Guang stand in Fan Chunren's camp, Wang Anshi immediately retorted: "Step by step, step by step. Don't you know that our government has been weak for a long time, and foreign enemies are waiting around, eyeing it with eager eyes. How can I give you time to do it step by step?"

Then, Wang Anshi took Jian Chuan's stick and started a one-on-two duel with the two old men. Hey, this old man was not good at chess, but he was very sharp-tongued. Even Sima Guang and Fan Chunren couldn't stand it when they joined forces.

Seeing that the quarrel between the three people was getting more and more intense, Jian Chuan became anxious again. He finally understood that every city and place was a matter of people's livelihood. In the final analysis, he was still afraid that too much radicalism would cause shock in the DPRK and cause some changes, and Wang Anshi

I'm not afraid, I've never been afraid in my life.

In fact, it cannot be said that Sima Guang and Fan Chunren are wrong. It seems that these mature people who want to think about everything are not enough. They naturally think more and further. But Jian Chuan knows that the so-called step-by-step approach can only lead to nothing.

However, this world will soon be swallowed up by the huge wave of current events, which is absolutely not feasible.

Therefore, we must think of a compromise, we must find a place that can avoid the attention of the Central Government and carry out drastic reforms. Thinking along this line of thinking, Jian Chuanhu's blessed soul excitedly interrupted the dispute between the three elders.

, asked: "It seems that governance of Hainan Island has been started since Zhenzong. How is the progress now?"

Jian Chuan's question was so abrupt that it didn't match the preface and follow-up, which immediately made the three elders unhappy. Wang Anshi even blurted out: "What's so good about that desolate land..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly gleamed, and his body tightened unconsciously. Looking at Sima Guang and Fan Chunren, they were both like this, even worse.

Fan Chunren murmured to himself: "Yes, Hainan Island is a big enough place, with enough people, poor enough, across the sea, remote enough. It has been a place of exile since ancient times, and officials shunned it like snakes and scorpions. That's right.

"

Fan Chunren slapped the table again, but he was not angry, but excited.

Sima Guang reacted faster, and immediately started writing with a brush, his expression more excited than before. Wang Anshi took a closer look and said, "What the hell are you writing? Get out of my way."

"Go, go, go, I am the prime minister of the dynasty, so I should write this memorial."

"Why? I am still a direct bachelor of Longtuge, the Minister of Civil Affairs. All the talented people in the world call me their teacher, so I should write it." Fan Chunren was dissatisfied.

"You two are not good at writing, so let me go." Wang Anshi blurted out with disdain.

"Who are you saying is not good at literary talent?"

"How about each of the three of you writing a copy and signing the best ones."

Jian Chuan's suggestion was adopted, but when the three elders finished writing and let him read them all, and then asked him to choose one, Jian Chuan regretted it. Jian Chuan did not dare to do such an offending thing.

, the writing style of the three people in front of him, especially Wang Anshi and Sima Guang, almost blinded Jian Chuan's eyes, and he knew that he was not qualified to judge.

Ever since, a new round of quarrels began, but Jian Chuan did not participate. The old god was sitting there watching the fun. The most popular one was Wang Anshi, who said angrily: "Let's draw lots."

Well, three of the world's top figures actually drew lots, which is unprecedented.

After all, Sima Guang had better luck, and his smiling face was wrinkled.

The matter finally came to an end, and when we looked at the sky outside, it was already dusk.

The three elders' interest did not diminish at all, and Fan Chunren immediately ordered his servants to prepare wine and food.

Jian Chuan felt that it was not good for him to stay, so he wanted to leave. Wang Anshi said, "Why, don't you give me face?"

Jian Chuan naturally did not dare, and the real purpose of coming here today had not been achieved, so he stayed here. Fortunately, Fan Chunren was considerate and ordered a servant to go home to report that he was safe. As for the mathematics lecture tonight, he could only

Temporarily stranded.

While we were waiting for the food and drinks, the three elders and the little one walked slowly in the back garden, and their literati nature was revealed. They just sighed a few words, said a few poems, and played around. Fortunately, Jian Chuan was a younger generation, so there was no need to cater to him.

When they arrived at the pavilion, Jian Chuan saw the opportunity coming and praised it: "The main pavilion is really good. It must have been written by everyone."

Fan Chunren was very proud: "My Fan Mansion was given by Renzong, and every building in the mansion is made by craftsmen from the imperial city, so it is extraordinary."

Hearing this, Jian Chuan did not hesitate to praise him, but he also said: "It's just that the Beginning of Summer has passed and the slight summer heat is coming. In summer, I'm afraid this pavilion can only be used for sitting in the cool nights."

Fan Chunren said without comment, "It's like this every year. The pavilion can never be used to escape the heat."

Jian Chuan was secretly happy, thinking that he was fooled, and said: "Who said that the pavilion can't be used to escape the heat? I think it can. Not only can it be used, but it is also very comfortable."

"Oh?" Now not only Fan Chunren was interested, but Wang Anshi and Sima Guang were also interested. It should be noted that this summer in Kaifeng is not so easy.

Then Jian Chuan said mysteriously: "I wonder if any of the three gentlemen have heard of Ziyu Pavilion."

When it comes to the collection of classics and history, these three people can definitely pick it up at their fingertips. However, these three people have never heard of it like Ziyuting, so they are curious to ask.

Jian Chuan then confidently spoke: "Do you know where Li Taibai wrote the poem "Clouds Think of Clothes, Flowers Think of Face, When the Spring Breeze Blows the Doorstep" for Yang Guifei? Let me tell you, it was in Ziyu Pavilion.

It is written in Qingliang Hall that this Ziyu Pavilion is a diversion of water and undercurrents.

, all over the house, the mechanism is ingenious, you can see the four eaves flying, the hanging waves are like waterfalls, and the strong wind turns into a cool breeze. When it is in summer, it is as cool as autumn. A woman with a flower stamen in the Five Dynasties also wrote that water

The chariot rides on the palace city on the water, and the sound of dripping on the eaves of the bedroom makes the saint sleep peacefully. The cool night makes the sound of the distant beach."

Having said this, Jian Chuan paused, leaving enough time for the three of them to admire, and then said after a long time: "Hey, the summer in Kaifeng Mansion is very difficult. If you can sit in the rain pavilion, you will be as happy as the gods."

Seeing Jian Chuan's pretentious appearance, the three elders actually laughed, and then Sima Guang exposed it to his face: "Okay, you just want to use the reputation of the three of me for publicity. Just say it. Why kidnap so many people?"

bend."

Hearing this, Jian Chuan secretly exclaimed that they were all human beings, but he still licked his face and said, "If the three gentlemen agree, the students will bring people into the mansion to build it in the past few days. It will definitely be completed before the summer solstice."

The three elders did not shirk, but nodded with a smile, which was regarded as an agreement. When Jian Chuan saw this, he immediately beamed with joy, knowing that the Ziyu Pavilion project was already more than half successful. He only waited for the Ziyu Pavilion in the San Lao Mansion to be built, and the one in Bianjing City.

The dignitaries will surely rush to follow suit, and hey, they will definitely make a lot of money by then.

The key is that making money comes second. Su's Trading Company can also use this to enter the construction industry and become famous in a short time. How much money can you make by riding a carriage? The real profitable business still depends on building mansions.

Unexpectedly, just when Jian Chuan was immersed in the joy of a brighter future, Fan Chunren suddenly asked: "You have been running around among merchants all day, have you ever fallen behind in your studies? Are you sure about Enke this year?"


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