These days, the officialdom is not uncommon, but there are not many people like Wen Yanbo who have made a quick comeback. The Jeju pilot failed and made a lot of things. He was left as the prime minister and went to the Royal Academy to teach in shame. Later, he went to Xixia... Everyone thought that Mr. Wen would lose his slaughter this time and would never come back. Maybe he would be buried in a foreign land.

But who knows that Mr. Wen not only lives well, but also becomes more and more comfortable as he lives.

It was vast, carrying thousands of carts of gifts and a large number of soldiers, surrounded by them, with unlimited scenery.

"What a fucking fucking cat demon, the villain is successful!"

Jia Changchao spat fiercely, "Drunk, why don't I take a leave, forget about you to welcome Wen Kuanfu."

"Don't!"

Ouyang Xiu waved his hand quickly, "Brother Ziming, if you are not here, you can't suppress the scene because of your younger brother. Mr. Wen has escorted 55,000 strong laborers this time. It's really a contribution to the country."

"Bah! I don't know how many people have been forced to death by this old guy! I can smell the smell of blood even if I haven't seen anyone! If I say it wrong, you two will pull my head down as a wine pot!"

Wang Anshi smiled bitterly and said to himself, "How dare we do it!"

However, he agreed with Jia Changchao's opinion. To be honest, Wang Ning'an used Wen Yanbo in one word: ruthless!

After walking outside for so long, Wang Anshi was no longer a scholar when he saw the problem. For example, when he was young, he couldn't understand why Emperor Wu of Han was so wise and powerful, so why did he like to use cruel officials? Could it be that the emperor was foolish?

Of course not, because Emperor Wu of Han wanted to do something and to fight the Huns, he had to ask for money and food. The wool came from the sheep. If he didn't ask for money from the people, how could he fight against the outside world?

If they are all good officials who plead for the people, who will see the people under their rule have no food and clothing? They will definitely ask the court to reduce the money, grain and taxes, but the problem is that there is only so much money. If the people are exempted from the people, they will not be able to fight. If they want to fight, they will suffer the people... If the ruler is just choosing between good and bad, it would be too simple. Even a three-year-old child knows what to do.

Those who have accomplished great things have always been praised and slandered all over the world!

In other words, it is precisely because of its distinct shortcomings that we have achieved great talent and strategy!

These are two sides of the body that are inseparable.

Fortunately, with a person like Wen Yanbo who can transfer the bad side, the people of the Song Dynasty will be able to live a little easier.

It's really impossible to say good or bad!

Maybe, Wen Yanbo's contributions were countless times greater than those honest officials!

Thinking of this, Wang Anshi just shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, the sound of drums and music rang out.

It’s Wen Kuanfu that has arrived!

Wang Anshi hurriedly shook his head, changed into a serious face, and accompanied his two husbands to welcome Wen Yanbo.

Facing the civil and military officials in the capital, three husbands, and the crowds coming to greet him, Wen Yanbo was full of energy, as if he was ten years younger.

Hahaha!

I, Wen Yanbo, are back!

There is nothing more joyful in this world than the returning group. He deliberately took two steps later. When Jia Changchao and others came over, he walked over quickly and walked away from him. He smiled and said, "What kind of virtue is that? I'm sorry, I'm sorry for bothering you guys to greet him!"

Ouyang Xiu smiled loudly, "Mr. Wen worked hard and made great contributions, and he is really a model for his ministers. I admire him very much."

Wen Yanbo waved his hand quickly, and the few people gathered together, and after a few greetings, Wen Yanbo turned to Wang Anshi.

"Jie Fu has also returned to Beijing?"

Wang Anshi nodded, "I came back ten days ago."

"I heard that Jiefu was a trip to Shennong this time, so I must have gained a lot, right?"

Wang Anshi frowned. When the Shandong pilot was launched, he and Lao Wen stood opposite each other. He wrote secret comments to Zhao Shu several times, and they all sued Wen Yanbo. Wang Anshi was not guilty, but he would be a little embarrassed when he was face to face.

I can only say politely: "I am ashamed of being promoted by the court, but I have been repeatedly impetuous and misleading the country and the people, and have been entrusted by the saints."

"Hahaha!"

Wen Yanbo laughed loudly, "Jie Fu is polite, see if you see!"

He pointed at Jia Changchao and Ouyang Xiu.

"We are all old and can't last long. The country and country in the future will be yours. I believe in Jiefu!"

Wen Yanbo took the initiative to pull Wang Anshi's arm, regardless of his dirty official uniform, and said with a smile: "I heard that the emperor's wedding is coming soon, and Jie Fu is good at teaching his daughters. It's really enviable!"

Wang Anshi blushed even more, making me seem to be incompetent, and I can only stand here with my daughter! He seemed a little embarrassed, but Wen Yanbo continued: "This time, I have put a lot of effort into congratulating the emperor on his wedding. I saw that I have given these to His Majesty."

Wang Anshi looked up and found that there were thousands of carriages, and they could not see at first sight. Every time they drove, they were filled with loads and had to be pulled by three animals. There were really a lot of things!

Jia Changchao, who had not spoken at this time, suddenly said in a muffled voice: "When it comes to sucking bones and marrow, I am afraid no one in the world can beat you! By the way, there are still a few words circulating on the streets of Xijing. Listen to it... snatch the mouth of the mud swallow, cut the iron needle, and search the golden Buddha, search the face and search for something in nothing; mosquitoes suck fat, cranes' legs, and cranes search for peas in quails. Fortunately, this man takes action!"

After Jia Changchao read it, he smiled slightly, "Brother Kuanfu, what do you think?"

Wen Yanbo's old face changed color instantly and soon recovered.

He knew in his heart that Jia Changchao was angry, and he was jealous when he saw him making a lot of money.

Wen Yanbo laughed, "Brother Ziming still likes to joke so much... I do things, but I want to be ashamed! Xixia rebelled against the Song Dynasty and harmed living creatures. Your brother Ziming also suffered defeat back then! How many soldiers, fellow villagers and people died tragically at the hands of Li Yuanhao and Li Liangzuo and his son, with deep blood hatred and irreconcilable! I, Wen Yanbo, adhere to the saint's will and governor Xixia, naturally I have to find a way to resolve their hostility, eliminate hatred, and make both sides a family... Why, Brother Ziming is absolutely inappropriate to do this?"

“It’s appropriate, of course it’s appropriate!”

Jia Chang bit his back teeth and said, "You old guy is shameless!"

Anything black can be said to be white!

They were surrounded by guards, and the rest of the military, civilian officials were far away, and they didn't know what to say. They just thought that a few old friends were very happy and had a great conversation!

Ouyang Xiu was afraid that outsiders would hear it, so he quickly smiled and said, "Brother Kuanfu has worked hard, hurry up and go to the city, Your Majesty is still waiting!"

In this way, surrounded by a group of people, Prince Wen returned to the capital with great confidence.

Lao Wen’s movement this time is really a big deal.

He brought back 200,000 taels of gold, 1 million taels of silver, and countless various jewelry and jadeware. He also sent 200 carts of the best cashmere and countless other local treasures.

Conservatively estimated, the total price is more than 5 million guan.

The money was given to Zhao Shu for the purpose of a wedding, so it was given directly to the treasury without passing through the Ministry of Revenue. The eunuchs responsible for the counting were stunned, one by one, one box after another, so tired that they were sweating and stunned.

Everyone was together and had an idea. Mr. Wen is really a loyal minister!

Too capable!

As the saying goes, if you eat someone with a short mouth and take someone with a short hand, even Zhao Shu was very fucked by Wen Yanbo, this time he would greet him with a smile and immediately give him a seat.

"Thank you, Mr. Wen, has worked hard. It's not easy along the way with so many things, right?"

Wen Yanbo immediately said: "Your Majesty's wedding is the best ceremony in the world. I think of my great Song Dynasty, and I work hard to govern the country and the people, and my family are rich. Your Majesty has a good night's clothes and food, and has great achievements. The people and the people are filial. It is also a duty to do it. I dare not say it is hard." After saying the nice words, Wen Yanbo whispered again: "Your Majesty, these things are actually the original owner."

"Return the things to the original owner?"

Zhao Shu was stunned, and Wen Yanbo immediately explained: "When we negotiated peace with Xixia, we had to give a gift every year?"

"So it's this money!" Zhao Shu suddenly realized and immediately asked, "Mr. Wen, have you taken it back?"

"Well, the old minister checked the files of the Western Xia. They received silver and silk from the Song Dynasty every year. In addition to using it for their own use, they also took them to the Western Regions for trade. The gold was earned by them!"

"Damn it!"

Zhao Shu was so angry that he slapped the table. It was such a shame and humiliation!

The great Song Dynasty actually wanted to give money to Xixia, which was really ashamed! No wonder the father was obsessed with it, and he wanted to destroy Xixia and take revenge!

After careful calculation, from the Qingli period to the Xixia Suiqian period, until the Hengshan Battle, defeating Xixia, and abolishing the Xixia, there were more than ten years of time in between, and it was not impossible to accumulate these wealth.

Now that Xixia has been destroyed, the things are returned to the original owner, Father, the spirit in heaven can comfort you!

Zhao Shu seemed very excited, "Mr. Wen, you have done this very well, and you have made great contributions. Tell me, I promise you whatever I want me to do!"

After all, they are young people, and they lose their sense of impulse.

Wen Yanbo really wants to say that I want to go back to the Political Affairs Hall, replace Wang Ning'an, and give me the position of Prime Minister!

Of course, he just thought about it. Even if he gave him the position of Prime Minister, he would not be able to sit steadily, not to mention that he had just been tossing in Xixia, and the old guy hadn't had enough fun!

"Your Majesty, what the old minister does is for the great Song Dynasty. If your Majesty really wants to reward the old minister, then the old minister begs your Majesty to allow the farmers to move to Hetao."

"Farmer?" Zhao Shu was puzzled, "Mr. Wen, haven't you moved to the powerful? Why do you still need farmers?"

Wen Yanbo smiled and said, "Your Majesty, the powerful can't farm... The land of Hetao is fertile and irrigated with the Yellow River water. It's like a blockage to Jiangnan. This time I brought some flour produced in Hetao. Your Majesty might as well try it. It's delicious!"

Lao Wen said again: "That's a good place, just herding sheep, it's a waste. The old minister is preparing to open up land and farm... But please rest assured that the old minister will not ask for farmers for nothing, so they can exchange it."

"How to change?"

"The old minister is willing to use three coolies to exchange for a farmer. Your Majesty uses coolies to build the railway... The King of Xiliang will agree!"
Chapter completed!