"Panban Chen, tell me, what's the best way to do this?"

Chen Lin said humbly: "I am an eunuch, how can I participate in the government affairs?"

Zhao Zhen said dissatisfiedly: "The Wang family wants to do business with me. You are my chief manager and the accountant of an ordinary family. Shouldn't you come up with an idea?"

Chen Lin laughed apologized, "Since the saint said that, I am brave." The old eunuch fought on the border in his early years, led soldiers, fought wars, and had extraordinary experiences.

"From the old slave, there are three wonderful things about this method. One of them is to enrich the income and enrich the people. Cangzhou is located in the border area, with bitter and cold and poor, and people's livelihood is difficult. If you can grow sorghum and brew sour wine, the people will have a living, so you will naturally thank the court."

Chen Lin is worthy of being a great Song Dynasty that attaches importance to business, and even Chen Lin can hit the nail on the head.

“What about the second one?”

"Of course, it weakened the Liao Kingdom. Wang Ning'an planned to exchange food from the Liao Kingdom through strong liquor, causing the Liao Kingdom's food shortage to expand, increase grain prices, and disrupt the Liao Kingdom's economy. The old slave thought that even if this method was not done, the Song Dynasty would not suffer any losses, at least it would be possible to make a fortune. As I said, it would be even better if we could still get a war horse."

"What's this third? It's naturally enough to enrich the consumption in the palace. According to Wang Ning'an's estimate, he can be filial to the palace every year. The old slave dares to say that the Ministry of Revenue allocates a lot of money to the palace every year, but every money must be available, and it must be spent clearly. The actual money can be used, and the 200,000 coins can be controlled by the saints at will, without restrictions..."

Chen Lin said this without further discussion, and everyone understood the taste. Thinking about Wang Liangjing, he knew how to build a small treasury, let alone the king of a country, men are all the same virtues, but the pattern is different.

Of course, Zhao Zhen thought a lot. If he participated in smuggling, once he was exposed, it would be known to everyone in the world. Then the royal family would be indifferent to the world. Moreover, this matter was implicated in the Liao Kingdom. If it was not done well, the soldiers would cause disasters and the border would be in chaos.

"The matter is not small. The person in charge must be loyal, and has extraordinary wisdom, know the general situation, take the overall situation into consideration, have means, and have scheming... and make every aspect feel at ease. The most important thing is that he must never deceive me, Chen Fan, what do you think of the Wang family's father and son?"

Chen Lin smiled, "Sage, the Wang family father and son made a plan this time and killed more than 100 Liao soldiers, and they made great contributions. Moreover, they were willing to raise horses for the officials, so they were naturally loyal. Although Wang Ning'an was young, he was able to write "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", which shows his extraordinary mentality. He set up this plan and also showed his ability. However, after all, the Wang family father and son were slight and their official positions were too small. All parties might not be willing to obey the orders, let alone if there were no important officials in charge, they were afraid that something would happen..."

Zhao Zhen agrees with Chen Lin's view, and it also involves the national policy of emphasizing culture and neglecting military affairs. Wang Liangjing is the only one who is in charge of such a big matter and guarding a lot of money. Will others be jealous? If you take the opportunity to attack, how will it end?

Not to mention the Wang family’s father and son, even Bao Zheng is not qualified to take charge of the overall situation. At best, they can only do things and cannot make decisions...

"Panban Chen, who do you think is the most suitable person?"

Chen Lin kept silent. When it came to important candidates and officials, the old fox was still aware of the measure. He did not say it clearly, stretched out his thin fingers and pointed two words on the prick - spirit!

"Wine, drunken man!" Zhao Zhen's eyes suddenly lit up and he burst into laughter, "He is my conscience of the Song Dynasty, and no one is more suitable than him!"

Who are they talking about?

It is the famous Liuyi lay Buddhist, the leader of the literary world, and the drunkard Ouyang Xiu!

Previously, Ouyang Xiu helped write an inscription on "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", which is considered to be related to the Wang family's father and son. He is famous and looked up to by the scholars. Although Zhao Zhen did not say it, smuggling was not the right way after all, and the civil servant group would definitely rebound. If Ouyang Xiu was involved, at least the fire would not burn Zhao Zhen.

Ouyang Xiu is loyal and reliable, and Zhao Zhen has one hundred trusts.

The emperor agreed to use Ouyang Xiu, so why did Chen Lin recommend Ouyang Xiu?

This involves the storm in the palace just now. Empress Cao and Meiren Zhang fought. Xia Jun killed five eunuchs leaders in one breath, making Chen Lin feel very embarrassed.

Of course, the old fox wanted to find the place. Xia Ze designed the frame-up and overturned the Qingli New Policy, and was against Ouyang Xiu. He pushed out the old Ouyang and did a good job in Cangzhou and returned to the capital. Xia Ze's good days were over...

Bianjing gathered the smartest minds of the entire Song Dynasty. From top to bottom, there was really no fuel-efficient lamp!

"There are all mountains surrounding Chu. The peaks in the southwest are particularly beautiful, and the forests and valleys are particularly beautiful. It is Langya. When you walk six or seven miles on the mountain, you will gradually hear the sound of water and pour out between the two peaks. The spring is brewing a spring. The peaks turn around, and there are pavilions that are on the wings that are on the spring. Who is the pavilion? The monk Zhixian of the mountain. Who is named? The prefect himself said that. The prefect and the guest come to drink here, and they are drunk after drinking for a few drinks, and the year is the highest, so he calls himself the drunk man. The intention of the drunk man is not in wine, but in the mountains and rivers. The joy of the mountains and rivers is the heart of the harvest and the wine..."

A small pavilion, three or five scribes, several steamed fish, and several jars of sake.

An old man with a long beard in his 50s stroked his ink, and his words were like springs in the mountains, rushing out in one go... When he wrote in a passionate place, he pulled open his clothes and exposed his chest. The mountain wind blew, like a famous scholar from the Wei and Jin Dynasties, unruly...

"What a drunkard, what a cool Bachelor Ouyang!"

At some point, a middle-aged man with white face and no beard stood outside the pavilion and bowed to salute.

Ouyang Xiu, who was walking in the pen, raised his head, his drunken eyes slanted, and said lightly: "Isn't this Eunuch Su? What are you doing? Are you going to demote the official?"

"In the eyes of the drunkard, is it a crow? It's a special person to deliver bad news?"

"Anyway, there's nothing good!" Ouyang Xiu said impatiently: "You'll talk about it when I finish writing it, and let me be happy for a while!"

After saying that, Ouyang Xiu actually lowered his head, ignored Eunuch Su and continued to write.

Su Gui was so angry that he turned his eyes, he took a wine jar from behind, tore open the seal, grabbed a fan, and slapped it twice.

The fragrance of wine drifted into Ouyang Xiu's nose along the wind.

Ouyang Xiu's pen couldn't help but stop, his eyes straightened. He rushed to Eunuch Su's approach, leaned down and sniffed, the fragrance of wine went from his nostrils to his heart, and Old Ouyang looked intoxicated.

"Eunuch Su, is this the latest fine wine in Beijing? Let me try it!"

"Hahaha, Zuiweng, this is a new wine, it's not from Beijing."

"Where is there any wine that is better than Beijing? Is it CD or Shanxi?"

"I'm wrong, it's Cangzhou." Eunuch Su smiled and said, "Zuiweng, the official has given you a good job. As long as you go, you will have good wine every day."

Ouyang Xiu ignored what Eunuch Su said, couldn't wait to grab the wine glass, poured a cup, and drank it all. In an instant, the pores in his body opened, like a ball of fire, burning in his chest, making his face, neck, and chest red.

"I'm drunk..." Ouyang Xiu said nothing but ambiguously, and then he fell down.

...

On the main road leading to Cangzhou, a carriage galloped forward. There were several guards outside the car, and there were only two people in the car, a father and son. Ouyang Xiu led his eldest son Ouyang Fa to Cangzhou.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Old Ouyang kept urging him, and Eunuch Su brought him a jar of soju. Ouyang Xiu's alcohol was enough to drink on the way, but Ouyang Fa was naughty and actually spread his precious wine.

The wine was everywhere, and the fragrance was scented, Ouyang Xiu's eyes turned red, and the old man even wanted to lie on the ground and drank all the wine... But, how could a great Hanlin attendant do such a shameful thing!

Ouyang Xiu had to give up, but along the way, Ouyang Fa only saw his father's black face.

"It's almost time to Cangzhou. Forget it for a few more jars, don't be so stingy."

"Hmph!" Ouyang Xiu glared at his son with his eyes, "What do you know? Such good wine and waste of natural resources will be punished by heaven!"

It was a great sin. Ouyang Fa was so scared that he dared not speak. Ouyang Xiu barely calmed down. When the carriage arrived in Cangzhou, he saw a lot of carriages and horses, and merchants were in exchange for each other, making them very prosperous and lively.

Ouyang Xiu finally smiled a little. They found a tavern along the street and ordered four dishes. Ouyang Fa's little eyes were shiny and he was wandering around. He thought he wanted to let his father listen to some good things so that he would not always show his face.

He turned around and saw several guests at the next table, bared his white teeth and smiled, "You have heard of Ouyang Xiu, these uncles?"

Old Ouyang rolled his eyes in anger, thinking that no one in the world knows me, his son is purely troublesome! What's the sarcastic faction?

The men hesitated for a moment, "Oh, there seems to be such a person, but he is far worse than Wang Erlang in Cangzhou! Such a thick "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" was written by Wang Erlang, and the old man only wrote a piece of paper. No, it's too far away."
Chapter completed!