As a vassal king, he could not enter Beijing casually. He could only go to Beijing to meet the saint by offering tribute every year. It was still more than half a year before Jiayou's tribute time was seven years away.

King Ning'an of Xiliang actually submitted a letter and asked to return to Beijing immediately.

In addition to him, even Mr. Wen left and came back.

The officials in Beijing were shocked again and again. What does this mean? The two giants are back. Could it be that they just need to take over the prefecture again?

Thinking of this made them shudder.

Wang Ning'an's contribution was placed there, and he was named a king from another surname. It was the first time since the founding of the Song Dynasty. With him, everyone seemed to be pressing a big stone.

It would be fine if it was just Wang Ning'an, but there was also Wen Yanbo!

Who doesn't know that among the old ministers today, Wen Yanbo's qualifications are second only to Jia Changchao, and the old man regarded the officials of the Song Dynasty as a whole, especially during his tenure, the Political Affairs Hall monopolized the internal affairs power. After that, all the ministers would be grateful to Lao Wen for their kindness. All civil officials could not stand up to Wen Yanbo.

Wang Ning'an, plus Wen Yanbo, are two big mountains!

This is to crush people to death!

Those old-school figures were even more anxious all day long. The reason why they dared to launch an offensive to kill Wang Anshi was because they thought that Wang Ning'an had just been away for a few months and could not return to Beijing immediately. They took advantage of the whip and killed Wang Anshi. Cook the raw rice and cooked it. Who can say what else then!

As a result, Wang Ning'an actually came back, and it was unexpected that he came back so quickly.

They still remember that almost every time Wang Ning'an returns to Beijing, a large number of people are in trouble.

When he returned from Yizhou, Wang Gongchen and Han Qi were finished. When he returned from the northwest, Fu Bi died... These were both famous figures. I wonder who would use the flag to sacrifice again this time?

Compared with the old school, Wang Anshi and his son are even more mixed.

Obviously, Wang Ning'an's return is a good thing for the new school. Wang Anshi was attacked by all parties, and his position was in turmoil and his position was not guaranteed. With Wang Ning'an overtaken the formation, perhaps Wang Anshi's position could be saved, which seemed to be a good thing.

But from another perspective, Wang Anshi is also a proud person. He has been preparing for twenty years in order to show his strength. As a result, he just took over the power and could let go, which caused disputes all over the world, and voices opposing reforms are everywhere.

What's even more ridiculous is that he can't hold back yet, and he actually wants to rely on Wang Ning'an's strength.

It's embarrassing!

Wang Anshi was in a lonely mood and was in a dim mood.

However, Wang Rong, he breathed a sigh of relief and his pale face turned rosy.

To be honest, Wang Rong went to Liuyi to study in his early years, and later followed Wang Ning'an for a while to handle documents.

In Wang Rong's heart, naturally, his father Wang Anshi was the saint of the world, and he was the only candidate to eliminate bad policies and reform and strive for strength. But to be fair, Wang Ning'an's ability is definitely above Wang Anshi.

It is not just about doing things, but about thinking and vision... Wang Ning'an is ahead of Wang Anshi, and he is more comprehensive in his pursuit of the country and self-reliance.

"Dad, the King of Xiliang returns to Beijing, it's not just that. The child wants to go and discover the storm first."

Wang Anshi glared at his son, "Just like this, you should be honest in recuperating from illness. Don't mess around everywhere. You don't need to shelter you from the wind and rain for your father."

After being robbed for a few words, Wang Yun was excited and couldn't help coughing. He heard it, and the scalp was numb. Wang Anshi also felt distressed, "Since that's the case, let me go."

"Dad, I want to go too!"

The person who spoke was Wang Qing. The little girl had just celebrated her fifteenth birthday and had grown up. Her every frown and smile was charming. But she was spoiled since she was a child, and her parents and two brothers were spoiled. She always looked like a child who never grew up. When she heard that she was busy, she wanted to join in.

Wang Anshihu said with a face: "Qing'er, why are you causing trouble? How can you see the King of Xiliang?"

Wang Qing shook his head, "What can he not see? Last time he came to our house, he even carried ham and asked his daughter to say a few words. The prince's face turned red!"

Thinking of the embarrassing things a few years ago, Wang Qing smiled like a little fox.

Wang Anshi wanted to scold a few more words, but Wang Anguo suddenly smiled and said, "Brother, let Qing'er follow you, you may be able to mediate the atmosphere. I heard that the prince of Xiliang is also fourteen or fifteen years old. The young man is both civil and military, and he is good at looking good, and his family is good. If he can get married with Qing'er, it will be a heavenly marriage!"

"Second Uncle!"

Wang Qing suddenly became furious, rushed up, lay on Wang Anguo's back, messing up his hair. No matter how Wang Anshi scolded him, it was useless. The rest of the Wang family were laughing and laughing, and it was rare to be so happy.

...

"Master, you are really back!"

Zhao Shu and Gou Yaer sneaked out of the capital and ran for more than a day to welcome Wang Ning'an.

These days, Zhao Shu was extremely difficult. The little guy looked sad and sighed, and his little face turned into walnuts. There was no way to worry. Although Cao Qi let go, he thought that Empress Cao refused to agree and insisted on his son marrying the daughter of the Cao family. As for Wang Anshi, Empress Cao kept talking in front of Zhao Zhen, hoping that the emperor could agree to stop the preaching.

Zhao Shu disagreed with both things.

But the problem is that Empress Cao has already regarded these two things as indicators. Zhao Shu and her side are to be filial to the children. If they go against her, they are unfilial.

After hearing from the people around the queen, Empress Cao had cried several times behind her back, and she was muttering that she had given birth to a ungrateful wolf. In addition, she also said that Zhao Shu only knew his master, but not his mother!

It's a pity!

It is indeed terrible for women to be unreasonable.

Of course, Zhao Shu was the filial queen and respected her mentor. There was no need to make a choice between the two of them.

Moreover, if you get married and get off the prefecture, you are so involved. Can you measure whether you are filial or not?

Zhao Shu remembers that the gentleman seemed to have said that when women are in their forties and fifties, they will have menopause and become unreasonable. Maybe this is what I am!

Fixed in the middle, the dear Zhao Shu lost weight, his big eyes were full of grievances.

"Master, please help your disciples!"

Wang Ning'an smiled, "Your Highness, it is difficult for a clean official to make up for family affairs. Master also has old age and young ones. The tigress in the family can eat people as much as a tigress!"

Zhao Shu liked Master's down-to-earth spirit and smiled and said, "But I saw that Master's family was in peace and peace in the world, so there was no chaos. Master, you must have a skill!"

"Hahaha, I dare not say the tricks, it's just to give them some things! For example, your Master Yang likes to practice martial arts and ride horses and hunt. When I arrived in Lanzhou, I found a way to get her a sweat-blooded horse. I still stayed in the royal palace to raise horses! As for your Master Su, who knows how to manage finances, he handed over everything about the royal palace to her. They are busier than me, so I don't have time to cause trouble for me."

"Master is brilliant!"

Zhao Shu stretched out two thumbs, but after a second thought, he started to have a headache again.

The master has good experience, but how can he learn!

My mother is the mother of a country. Can she raise horses or manage her finances?

What to divert her attention?

Zhao Shu was worried, Wang Ning'an smiled mysteriously and gave Gou Yaer a wink. He walked in front, Gou Yaer pulled Zhao Shu up and just followed.

They arrived at the tent guarded by the soldiers. Wang Ning'an showed off his waist card and asked the soldiers to compare the name of the waist card and his face to ensure that it was correct before they could put them in.

Gou Yaer was a little stunned. Isn’t my dad the head coach of the military camp? Is it so formal? Isn’t it too careful?

He secretly complained and entered the tent. There were not many things inside, just a few boxes of varying sizes. Wang Ning'an stood in front of a box, pulled off the seal, and then opened the Tongxin Yuanbao Lock. He turned around and smiled at Zhao Shu and Gou Yaer, "The time to witness the miracle has come!"

The two little guys immediately focused and stretched their necks to look at it. There was nothing! They didn't care about the child!

The two of them got closer and realized something was wrong. Gouyaer picked up something casually.

Very heavy!

He almost took off his hand, tore open the paper and animal skin wrapped outside, and suddenly a golden bottle appeared, and in an instant, it blinded the dog's eyes.

Although the Wang family doesn’t like gold and silver utensils, the eldest young master Gouyaer has never seen anything he has ever seen since he was a child!

"I said to you, your highness, this bottle is more practical than the material used in the Eastern Palace!"

Zhao Shu reached out and took it. He carefully identified it. The gold was slightly white and the bottle had pores. Obviously, the craftsmanship was not as good as that of the palace, but the problem was that the bottle was so thick that it was three times that of the palace!

"Whose is this? It's a waste of materials!"

Wang Ning'an ignored the shouts of the two little guys and took out a few more items, including a golden bowl, a gold palace lantern, a golden dagger, a golden walking stick... without exception, all of them were real gold.

Zhao Shu looked down like Gou Yaer, and his eyes fell to the ground.

"Master, are there gold artifacts in these boxes?"

Zhao Shu asked incredible.

Wang Ning'an smiled faintly, "To be precise, there are more than these, there are three tents, which are also full of goldware."

"Ah!" Gou Yaer exclaimed, "Dad, how much is that? Have you dug up the treasure?"

Wang Ning'an smiled with his hands behind his back, "There are 8,693 gold objects in total. It's okay to say it's a treasure, but it's more accurate to the grave!"

"What?" Zhao Shu was so shocked that he threw a golden bowl. The dog's teeth quickly looked at him. He came to catch the moon in the sea and caught him.

Zhao Shu was very embarrassed, "Master, it seems bad to dig graves and robbers tombs?"

Wang Ning'an smiled, "It's true that this is a tomb, but it's not in the territory of the Song Dynasty."

“Where?”

"In the Western Regions!" Wang Ning'an told the two little guys that it was Murong Qingchen and the others who defeated Xizhi's army and pushed the troops north of the Tianshan Mountains. As a result, when they were exploring the terrain, they discovered a deserted castle and another grave.

These gold objects were dug out from that grave!

"Oh my God! Just one grave! More than eight thousand goldware?"

Gou Yaer shouted sternly, "Dad, except Qin Shihuang, who has so many treasures in his grave?"

Zhao Shu nodded. In his impression, Zhao Da and Zhao Er's burial objects were only a few hundred kilograms of gold. What kind of person should this almost 10,000 gold burial objects be buried with?

"Don't be surprised. Except for gold, the rest of the grave is all pottery, which is quite simple."

The two little guys are puzzled. Can't they buy good things even if they have so much gold?
Chapter completed!