Returning from Sun Langzhong, Tang Yi did not sleep overnight.

It is easy to say, Tang Yi is not stupid, trying to convince the old man who only has his country in his heart is not so easy.

The next morning, Tang Yi told Ma Bo and Aunt Ma to be closed today.Let Ma Dawei go to the vegetable market to purchase some fresh meat and eggs, and then drill into the kitchen to make up.

Whether or not you can convince Fan Zhongyan, Tang Yi intends to make a good table for the elderly.However, after the food was prepared, the old man was delayed.Wait until the afternoon, only to see Fan Gong back from outside the city, the old man out of the city, so back.

Tang Yi hurried to welcome the old man in.

Fan Zhongyan looked around and couldn’t help but wonder, “Why is there no one?”

Tang Yi said, “All let me spend, I want to talk to you alone.”

After that, he turned into the kitchen, and for a moment, there was the sound of oil and fire in the yora, and a burst of vegetable incense.

Fan Zhongyan couldn't help but laugh bitterly, heart said, in the end, it was an open shop, came three times, and back were all prepared before talking.

Not long after, Tang Yi filled a table with all kinds of food.Even Fan's unscrupulous desires of people have some forefinger movements, this time Tang Yi is fully prepared, but more abundant than the previous two times.

Tang Yi filled Fan Zhong with wine and added vegetables, and carefully served.

Seeing the happiness of Fan Zhongyan's food, Tang Yi could not help but be happy in his heart.

“Do you eat well?”

“Well, well!”Fan Zhonghun nodded with satisfaction.

“Don’t lose the Chicago store.”

Tang Yi laughed and said, "If you like it, the boy will eat it for you every day."

Fan Zhongyan looked at Tang Yi at a deep depth and quietly put down the bamboo: “Say it, what is holding your heart?”

As soon as Fan Zhongyan entered the door, he saw that there was something wrong with Tang Yi today, and the tiredness of his face was obviously over-concerned, and it was a look of desire and silence.With his eyes mixed with the officialdom for decades, how can you not see Tang Yi's heart?

“I...”

Tang Yi swallowed and vomited Fan Zhongyan's interest, "You can't say it, you dare to say it?"What happened today?”

“Boy asked Mr. Fan some questions...”

Fan Zhongyan waved his hand, "The day after the teacher's gift, is to ask as much as you can."

"There's something, the boy wants to ask now."

Fan Zhongyan stared at Tang Yi without a word, this child is strange today, can not say anything wrong.

“Ask me.”

“Why is Van Gogh an officer?”

Fan Zhong was a little embarrassed, and then replied: "Report to the country, the people!"

The people of the country... Don whispers.“Good for the people!”

"Then Fan Gong felt that there was another way to report to the national security people besides being officials?"

Fan Zhongyan frowned, "It seems that you still don't want to be an official."

“Yes,” Tang replied truthfully.

“Why?”Fan Zhong was full of sorrow, and his attitude towards Tang Yi was very unhappy.

“Can’t you let the merchant’s profit-making utilitarian heart?”

Tang Yi got up and was just flooding Fan Zhong, and he couldn't bear it."Although the boy is a small person, he dare not forget the country because of his inferiority."Even though he is a businessman, he does not dare to forget for profit.”

“Why don’t you always be an officer?Afraid of not being tested?Don't worry, since the old man has spoken the words, even if you can't get a sergeant in ten years, the old man will keep you enthroned."

Tang Yi sighed, "Can you put the boy's affairs first, the boy only asked you one sentence, the old New Deal is blocked, and now the old man can have a new way to deal with it?"

He was unconvinced and said nothing.

Of course, he thought about this problem, and was dismissed from Beijing for more than a year, he was thinking about this problem almost every day.Otherwise, it will not be touched so much by Tang Yi's words, and it is necessary to accept Tang Yi as a disciple.

The New Deal is undoubtedly right, but why is it so defeated?Not even the beginning, they were thrown into the abyss.

The farce of the director of Xia Rong, as long as it is not a fool can see that it is framed.However, it is such a low-level trick that can not be lower, it is easy to expel a group of humerus, including him, from the center of power.

Fan Zhonghun knew that the New Deal had moved the interests of some people, but he never expected that the rebound would be so big.

Why?

It was not until the day before this inconspicuous small food shop met Tang Yi, Fan Zhongyan was suddenly awakened.As Tang Yi said, trying to break this barrier of interests by thunder means is simply a crazy dream.

It is truly a change that is destined to fail.

To understand this, with it comes another question, the inherent form of the Song has taken shape, how to break this solid state?How can the ills of the court be cured?

This is what Fan Zhongyan has not yet been able to answer, let alone what the law has to deal with.

“Does the Lord have a solution?”He looked at Tang Yi.

When asked, he paused for himself.Even the old people who had been immersed in the world for the rest of their lives could not think of the answer to the question, and he actually asked a fourteen-year-old child.

Tang Yi shook his head, "I don't know what to do, but I know that the dispute between words and mouths in the courthouse is absolutely nothing to change."

“What does it mean?”

"People are selfish, want them to give up their current interests, can only be replaced with new interests."What to change is a problem.”

Fan Zhongyan couldn't help but shake his head, which seems to be a dead end.If the court has a card in its hand, it will not implement the new policy.

Just as Fan Zhong was drowning in his head, Tang Yi suddenly asked without a head and brain: "Old man thinks that you still have the possibility of returning to Beijing?"

“...”

Fan Zhongyan was even more silent, and Liang said, “It is very slim, the court can’t stand the shock of going to the age.”

How could he not see?Whether the official family does not support the new policy, they do not dare to transfer him back to Beijing.

Tang Yi asked again, “Do you think that it is possible for rich and handsome people, such as Han Xiang Gong, and others to return?”

Fan Shenyu said, "They are different from the old man, and sooner or later they will return to the center."

“When?”Don asked again meaningfully.

Fan Zhonghun was suddenly surprised, his whole body trembled, and stared at Tang Yi, "What do you mean?"

Tang Yi picked up the wine pot for Fan Zhongyan to fill. "It seems that the old man also thought."

“Yes!”Fan Zhong drowned a moving wine bowl and sat down at the table, as if he was several years old in an instant.

He sighed, "As long as the old man does not die, it will be difficult for them to return to the master of Beijing."

Tang Yi looked at the old man with some pain, and this was the case.According to the normal historical trajectory, until the death of Fan Zhong, talents such as Fu Hong returned to Beijing.

With a clear fist, Tang Yi finally said what he thought for a day and a night.“Old man, leave the judge.”

...

“The resignation?”He stared at Tang Yi reluctantly.The country is sick, the people are unsettled, let him resign?How could he be willing?

Tang Yi guessed what Fan Gong thought in his heart and comforted him: "This is not an escape, but another kind of struggle."

“...”

Tang Yi continued: "First, only if you withdraw from this whirlpool, those great Song Liangchen who has the same ambition as you will be used again, and the power of innovation and disease on the court will be preserved."

"Secondly, the boy just said that a few good servants in the court alone can't change anything, and whether you stay or not has no effect."

"Third, and most important, do you think that with your body, you can still struggle in this whirlpool for a few years?"

He listened to Don’s words blankly.Muna said: "The old man is an official for a day, even if he can't live in the temple, he can also benefit the people on one side."The resignation?“What’s the difference between an old man and a bastard?”

Don disagrees.

“As long as you live, the readers of the Song Dynasty have an example.As long as you can make a sound, it's the same weight not in the courthouse."

Seeing that Fan Gong still did not speak, Tang Yi added: "Maybe resigned the official, more useful than what you can do when you are in office."

“What does it mean?”

“Create your ideas to more people and plant more seeds of conscience for the Great Song Dynasty!”

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