A dark shadow sneaked into Wang Ning's study, and his three-foot sword in his hand was suddenly pulled out and pressed directly to Wang Ning's shoulder.

“You’re 20 years old, can you be more mature?”Wang Ning'an said helplessly that Yang Huaiyu had taken back the sword with his proudness, and since he was calculated by Wang Ning'an's sword drawing, he liked revenge.

"Your shoulder is moving."Yang Huaiyu Dao.

“So what?”

“It proves you’re afraid.”

“Oh, I’ll be afraid of you?”Wang Ningan shouted loudly.

Yang Huaiyu suddenly smiled, "Even if you are not afraid, it also shows that your vigilance is not as good as the other days."Yang Huaiyu was proud and sat opposite Wang Ning'an, "A few days ago, you already knew that it was me, and my shoulders would not tremble at all, so you have a heart!" 」

Let a swanfu gag into his mind, Wang Ning'an is very buckled, but helpless, indeed these days he has no mind.

“You’re right, what can you do?”Wang Ning'an plays a scoundrel.

Yang Huaiyu smiled more brilliantly, "Jiro, not long ago, you taught me that I should not put a good family to help, play children."You’re right, I listened.But today, I want to give you that too."

“What do you mean?”Wang Ning An An An An exclaimed in anger: “Inexplicably!”

Yang Huaiyu also did not take the drums of Wang Ning'an, he turned into a trick, came out of two large bowls of noodles, with a thick layer of five flowers on top of the meat, but also dotted with aroma of onion cilantro.

"I'll be cold, it's not good to eat."

With that, he was stuffy, clamping a piece of fat, intoxicated, and the entrance was instant, which was a good thing.Eat a large mouthful of noodles, suck a few mouthfuls of soup, leaching delicate sweat on the brain door, it is really refreshing!

Yang Huaiyu looked up and saw that Wang Ning'an did not move his bowl, puzzled: "Why don't you eat?"

Wang Ning'an suddenly had a ridiculous feeling, "I said Yang Shi brother, you have become too fast?"My son really doesn't fit in."

"Slowly you will adapt."Yang Huaiyu did not understand: "The disaster year can eat a bowl of rotten meat noodles is good, and when you go to Linjing, I will ask you to go to Fanlou, eat the world's best dishes, and play the most beautiful girl in the world."

“Dog can’t spit ivory in his mouth!”

Wang Ning'an caught a chopstick and bit it down, as if biting Yang Huaiyu's meat.Indeed, the nature of the river is easy to change, this boy is still tangious...

After eating the noodles, Yang Huaiyu left the big name house.

Seven days before, the army had rushed into Zhuozhou and had taken the king captive.

This emperor's dream of only one month became a prisoner of the court.

The Great Song Dynasty was never polite to the rebellion, Wang was executed late, and his family was killed cleanly and cut for three days, Wang Ning'an did not see it, and Yang Huaiyu appreciated it from the beginning to the end.When the king swallowed, Yang Huaiyu suddenly felt that the cloud in his heart suddenly dispersed.

The bone shelf in front of him is his own enemy, but he is also a benefactor, without him, there will be no new Yang Huaiyu.In order to be grateful for his kindness, Yang Huaiyu decided to let the king's bone rack be crushed and thrown into the river to feed the fish...

The tolerance of the great Song Dynasty has always been for the readers, this is a paradise for readers, and as for others, although it is not hell, it is never better.

Yang Huaiyu returned to Beijing, but his words continued to echo in Wang Ning's ear.

There’s a bit of a reason for that bastard to say.

He blames him for not knowing what he should take, is a fool, and he himself?Things that should not be left to their own, but they are struggling to worry, and they are not smart.

Returning to the old road, Xia Yi insisted, Zhao Qi's support, full of court's literary servants, or support, or acquiescence, has been unstoppable...

Ouyang Xiu and Jia Chang Dynasty did not want to, but they also could not take a way.Wang Ning'an hollowed out his mind and thought of countless ideas, positive, oblique, bright, despicable - but none of them are reliable!

In the end, it is just a son, because of coincidence, some chips in the hand can affect some people, that is all.

The management of the river is a major military matter, and the decision-making power is only in the hands of a few people, and even Jia Xianggong is helpless.

Do you really think that you are God and do whatever you want, and that you can do anything?

It's a joke!

What is even more ridiculous is that even Yang Huaiyu can see things clearly, and he is still stupid and unaware, which is too embarrassing.

Wang Ning'an, many days ago, he slept before the first three, and he slept very sweetly, until the next day at noon.

No hesitation, take a bag, bring a song, leave from the big name house, go straight to the old home.

Halfway through, just met the old father who killed the Manic religion, a huge horse convoy, with a lot of good things, father and son, along the way, Wang Ning'an is very happy, but Wang Liangjing always felt that his son something wrong...

“What happened to your boy?”I heard that Jia Xianggong was looking for you, whether it was me, and I was in trouble...” Although he took the initiative to say that he was wrong, he had no face, and in order to make his son normal, Wang Liangjing could not take care of it.

Wang Ning'an grinned, "Stealing something will be robbed, Jia Chang Dynasty will not quarrel with us for this little thing, but you, there is no loss?"

“No!”

Wang Liangjing told his son that under the flood, many of the landowner's estates were blistered, and the wall collapsed and was vulnerable.They were armed to the teeth again, and hardly ever encountered any decent resistance.

It is said that the great Song is the world of the people, and it is limited to those who are famous all over the world, and those who have been in high places, and the ordinary gentry landowners are better than ordinary people.

Every time the rebellion, there will be a lot of landowners affected, at most after the court killed a few bad luck to calm the people's grievances, as for the real big man, part of the army's pocket, more to the civilian, this is a strange and deformed interest chain.

Just as everything has two sides, like the flowers, the great Song of the prosperity of culture and governance, there is also a dark side, and the darkness is more than one side!

"Dad, if you know something is wrong, but you can't stop it, you can only watch it happen, that kind of taste, you know?" 」

“Me?”

Wang Liangjing hesitated, and suddenly grabbed Ma Yu, heavy weapons, and threw them into Wang Ning'an's hands.

"Take it a hundred times, and your father will tell you."

Wang Ningan obediently listened to his father's words and did a hundred uplifts, Wang Liangjing signaled him to continue to do it, and he had been doing three hundred, Wang Ning's arms were almost broken, and his brain was sweating, panting, and he could not speak.

Wang Liangjing grabbed the horse and laughed.

“This time, your boy doesn’t have the energy to think!”

In the face of Dad's proud back, Wang Ning'an was only gasping for breath, turning his eyes, and meeting such a father, which was also very unlucky!

But a sweat, Wang Ning An really brisk, rather than wasting energy to do things that are destined to be impossible to succeed, it is better to think about the present, how to grow the royal family, save enough strength, in order to speak with weight... The clouds on the edge of the sky are not as good as the dog tail grass in the hand.

Closer and closer to Cangzhou, there is a team of people who ran to their front, and the leading old man was Ouyang Xiu.

“Drunk man, is that you?”

"Well, the old man has already written a book, and told the old man to return to his hometown, and this is coming to pick up the baby."

Old man?

What joke, the old man seems to be less than 50, strong and healthy, and no problem for another ten or twenty years, no problem... Wang Ning An hesitated: "Is the court determined to go back to the river?"

"Well, Xia Yi has written a book, and I want to dig a six-ta river and guide the Yellow River water back to its old way."Ouyang Xiu took a deep breath, "the old man is incompetent, ashamed of the people, only go home."

“No, no!”

Wang Ning'an's eyes turned quickly, he did not want to let go Ouyang Xiu, the old man's influence is too big, "drunk man, late life has an idea."

“Speaking!”

"This time the battle for the river, in fact, is very simple ... only the court, only the bureaucracy, no professional, no professional, no water conservancy, do not understand geography, only know behind closed doors, the party is different... This is also the great evil of my education in China for thousands of years, drunken people bear the expectations of the world, there is no idea to reverse?" 」