Wang Ning'an didn't know that a difficult task was about to fall on him. After reading Fan Zhongyan's comments, he understood that the old man was deliberately protecting himself. With Fan Zhongyan's cover, he would not have to worry about explaining it.

Moreover, Wang Ning'an took the opportunity to tell the bastards that Teacher Wang should concentrate on being a good county magistrate, being a good parent, writing lyrics and composition. I'm sorry, I will never do it again.

Everyone didn't think anything. Just relying on those dozens of poems is enough to prove Wang Ning'an's status in the literary world. He no longer needs to be obsessed with these little things. Mr. Wang is doing major things in governing the country and ensuring the people... Including ourselves, don't always think that he can write a few poems, but just be complacent, proud, arrogant, and underestimate the heroes of the world... Didn't you hear that, Su Shi, what you are talking about!

After Da Su returned, he learned from his mistakes. He was not amazed at Wang Ning'an's talent. When it comes to this thing, Da Su was not afraid of anyone, but Wang Ning'an's previous words were so shocking.

Since ancient times, none of them have been able to take into account both the career and the literary world.

The two can only take one of the powers. Should they rely on God's talent to be a lonely and miserable poet, or should they study the economics of official careers, become a capable minister who prospers and governs the country and safeguards the people?

In fact, this question is not difficult to choose, but no one in the past pointed it out for me, not just myself. How many people in the school will suddenly wake up!

Su Shi suddenly went crazy and grabbed the thick manuscript, tore it to pieces, but he didn't stop. He threw it into the brazier and burned it clean. According to Su Che, in the next few days, the eldest brother was like a madman, without saying anything, and he would eat when he gave him water when he gave him water when he was sleepless. Su Che was so scared that he wanted to invite the monk to exorcise evil spirits.

Fortunately, on the third day, Su Shi finally grinned. He took the initiative to run to the cafeteria, ordered twenty big meat buns, drank a large pot of porridge, returned to the dormitory, and slept for a whole day and a night.

When he woke up again, Da Su seemed to have changed his body, no longer relying on his talent, showing off everywhere, nor stealing the limelight with others. He was like a sword that was brought into the sheath, with a restrained edge, and no longer seeing any frivolity. When it was okay, Da Su always held Sun Tzu's Art of War and studied hard...

Wang Ning'an brought a strong shock to the Six Arts School. He broke the dreams of many people. When he entered the school, everyone thought that with his talent and hard work, he could pass the throne and become a master of the toad palace. It felt like many children asked him what university he wanted to take, and he guaranteed that he would be either Tsinghua or Peking University...

There are hundreds of students in each grade of the Six Arts School, and all the students have a total of more than 3,000. The Song Dynasty examinations are only admitted by a few hundred people every four years.

Even if you give it to Six Arts, it is not enough. What's more, there are so many academies and so many official schools, and everyone is staring at the pitiful quota. Apart from those dozens of talented geniuses, who can take the path of imperial examinations?

Ask yourself, there are really not many people who are sure of it.

Do you want to be a poor scholar for the rest of your life and not be able to fill your stomach?

Obviously this is not needed. Mr. Wang became the county magistrate and was still in charge of the court. Well, if Bao Heizi didn't talk much, the Maritime Bureau would be under his jurisdiction.

Both places are tax collection places. If you want to collect money, you have to know how to calculate. Mr. Wang teaches calculations in academy!

My God, did you think this step was accurate a few years ago and cultivate talents in advance?

Since the scene in the restaurant, Wang Ning'an has already had a trend of mythology. One day he said he had ascended in the day, perhaps students would believe it.

Now, the first batch of recruitment examinations in the court have begun.

"Brother, don't you go to participate?" Su Che shouted while eating.

Su Shi widened his eyes and said, "What nonsense? I'm the man who wants to take the top scorer!"

"Dream, the top scorer was left for me." Zeng Bu said loudly.

At this time, Han Zongwu also came over, "You are the top scholar, just give me a tanhua."

When Lu Huiqing saw these guys, she was so angry that she jumped three feet high. She really wanted to beat them up, "Please, you are a little conscious, okay? I have seen crazy people, but I have never seen you as crazy people as you." Lu Huiqing leaned over and sighed: "Mr. Wang is really good. If the road to the imperial examination is not working, it would be good to come back to be a minor official."

"Yes, the sir is meticulous, connected and seamless. I think the future administration will be no better than Ping County?" Su Zhe said: "Is there any minor official official in which county who has studied in school and has received the guidance of several ministers?"

Everyone was really inspired by what he said. He had long heard that the King of Hell is easy to meet and the little ghosts are difficult to deal with. Basically, the local officials' concerns are damaged by those shameless officials who only have money.

If the world could use the talents trained by the academy like Pingxian, perhaps the administration of the Song Dynasty would be completely renewed?

"Sir, the magistrate, is definitely the first in the world!" Su Shi exclaimed loudly. Everyone else agreed. Having an excellent teacher can really learn too much...

Enjoying the worship of students, Wang Ning'an, the magistrate, was not at all easy. He wanted to recruit soldiers, supervise the construction of the site, and also had to take charge of the livelihoods of hundreds of thousands of people. He was so confused that he was so enormous.

Although Pingxian is walking on both the legs of industry and commerce, it cannot be without agriculture. At least it must ensure that the sorghum that makes wine and soybeans that produce feed must keep up.

Besides, Ping County doesn’t know that it is 200,000 people in the county town, and there are more than 100,000 farmers who make a living by farming. Since they have become parents, they cannot ignore them.

If you want to farm, you cannot live without animals. But in the past two years, even people can't survive. Except for the specially protected horses, they all ate completely without even rats.

Where to get oxen plowing?

Wait for the market to start operating and purchase from Liao Kingdom?

They will definitely slaughter hard, and don't expect them to be able to open up their supply... It's different, it's really different. If you sit on the throne of the magistrate, you will think too much.

Just when Wang Ning'an was worried, his third uncle Wang Liangjin suddenly came.

In the past year, the third uncle has actually worked the hardest. He always went to sea to catch whales, which is very dangerous and dark and thin. Wang Ning'an felt distressed. In private, the father and the two of them discussed finding a wife for the third uncle and trying to get a child to the Wang family while they were not too old.

Wang Liangjin didn’t know his nephew’s thoughts. He only knew that Wang Ning’an had become an official and was still the county master! He was so amazing, so he had a long face!

"Uncle San, don't let me down. This magistrate is just sitting on the crater, waiting to be done, but everything is missing in his hands."

Wang Liangjin smiled, "You kid is crying poor again. You are so rich, what else do you lack?"

Wang Ning'an said helplessly: "It's true that you have money, but you can't buy anything. Third uncle, take plowing ox for example. The entire Song Dynasty is short of it. Except for the Liao Kingdom, where can I get it? But from the Liao Kingdom, it depends on the other person's face. Isn't it impossible for me to do this!"

After hearing this, Wang Liangjin suddenly laughed, "I think it's something extraordinary, don't worry, the third uncle can solve this problem for you."

"really?"

"It's more real than gold!"

Wang Liangjin didn't say much, pulled Wang Ning'an up, and the two of them arrived at the dock. There was a special cargo ship, and there were soldiers patrolling back and forth outside, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Seeing that Wang Ning'an arrived, he took the initiative to let them in.

Wang Liangjin came under the boat and called the sailors to set up the springboard. After a while, he pulled out a tall war horse from it.

The horse was bright and dark red, Gao Jun and strong, without a trace of excess meat, as if it was born to exist for running.

Even after more than ten days of bumpy sea, I was still full of energy. When I got off the boat, I kept shaking my head and tail, looking unwilling to do so.

Wang Ning'an went to Wild Wolf Valley to check it out. He was very familiar with the horse. When he saw this horse, he couldn't help but give out his thumbs.

"Good horse, third uncle, where did you get it?"

Wang Liangjin hugged his shoulders and smiled and said, "You are so smart, guess!"

"Guess?" Wang Ning'an frowned slightly, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Uncle San, can't it be the place where people are stupid and come quickly, right?"

Wang Liangjin laughed happily, "You guy is right, this horse uses this number."

He stretched out a slap and Wang Ning'an asked in surprise: "Is it fifty or five hundred stakes?"

"None of them are, they are five jars of fine wine!"

When Wang Liangjin spoke, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he smiled like a lucky cat.

As early as when Wang San's Uncle came back, he mentioned Changsheng Island. Wang Ning'an thought about joining the line with the Jurchen natives, but later he encountered refugees and had to hunt whales and feed the people. This matter was put aside.

Uncle Wang has never forgotten that there are his brothers on Changsheng Island. Wang Liangjin sent someone to deliver supplies to his brothers and asked them to find ways to contact the Jurchen tribes.

Sure enough, hard work pays off, and the business path has been opened up.

"Ning'an, the Jurchens are different from us. They don't need money, they barter them. They take our things and put them in a row. They exchange them for whatever they like, including ginseng, fur, cattle and sheep, and of course war horses. For the first time, someone took a piece of silk and threw down all ten cows."

Wang Ning'an was startled and screamed: "Ten cows, placed in the Song Dynasty, can be almost twenty pieces of silk!"

"Who said no!" Wang Liangjin smiled and said, "Later I found out clearly. In the past, merchants from Liao Kingdom exchanged with them and asked for fifteen cows to exchange for a piece of silk and do business with us. They made a lot of money."

The Liao Kingdom can get valuable materials through the market, and there are also annual monies. Judging from the trade between the Song and Liao, the Song Dynasty took advantage of it, but it doesn’t matter. The Liao merchants are not idiots, so can they tear down the east wall and make up for the west wall? Those who cannot make money from the Song Dynasty will start with the natives below.

A set of ordinary porcelain can be exchanged for a good war horse, and a tea cake can be exchanged for twenty skins... Wang Ning'an thinks that doing business is too unscrupulous, but compared with the merchants of the Liao Kingdom, he is simply a gentle, respectful, frugal and kind boy.

"Ning'an, if you want to fight horses and plow oxen, I think it's much easier to start with the Jurchens than the Liao Kingdom. Now, this time the third uncle will bring back twenty best war horses."

After saying that, Wang Liangjin asked someone to pull out all the war horses, lined up in a row, and each war horse was full of strength. The best Beidi horse was not fake at all.

Wang Ning'an rubbed his hands happily, swung his fists excitedly, and said fiercely: "This time the cavalry finally got a place!"
Chapter completed!