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Liu Xin asked again: "So, is there any change to "The Sixty-year-Old Man Lost His Life" and "The Young Girl Was Raped First and Then Killed by the County Official"?"

"There's news like this?"

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Liu Xin still ignored Wen Yanbo, but asked Sima Guang in confusion: "Haven't you already read the press release in the editorial department? Wang Anshi deleted these two articles?"

Sima Guang sighed and said angrily: "Wansheng only read the article on the price of the vegetable market, and felt that it was inappropriate, so it was convenient for him to theorize in court, and he broke up unhappily, and the rest of the news, Wansheng has not seen it." ”

"If you read the two articles as well, wouldn't you have to fight?" Liu Xin frowned.

Wen Yanbo couldn't help but ask: "What are the two articles "A Sixty-year-old Man Lost His Blood" and "A Young Girl Was Raped First and Then Killed by a County Official"?"

Liu Xin finally replied to his words: ""The Sixty-year-old Man Died in the Tiger's Mouth" is about an old man in the suburbs of Beijing, whose eldest son was sent to serve in the army, and sacrificed his life for the country in the war in Shuozhou not long ago. The second son of the old man was a disabled person, and he spent all the pensions paid by the court on the second son's family affairs. Who knew that there were unforeseen circumstances, the second son died of illness at the beginning of this month due to a sudden illness, and the daughter-in-law absconded with all her belongings and concubine. ”

"And then?" Wen asked.

"The old man is too old to work in the fields. It happened that recently, a squire in the suburbs of Beijing rewarded tiger bones in order to cure a disease. There are fierce tigers in the mountains and forests near the old man's house, and when he used to go up the mountain to cut firewood, he once saw the tiger's den. He thought to himself that there might be a tiger cub in the tiger's den, and he would definitely die when he encountered a tiger, but if the tiger mother went out to forage for food, and quietly went to take the tiger cub away, he could also go to the squire's place to exchange some money. ”

Sima Guang didn't know it, but he actually listened to it with relish. For a while, he couldn't help but think reflectively that this story of twists and turns is indeed more attractive than the editorials and news he reads on weekdays.

He asked, "But the tigress came back when he didn't expect it?"

Liu Xin shook his head and said, "No, no." According to a nearby hunter, this tigress is very treacherous and cunning, often using tiger cubs as bait to lure hunters and villagers to steal captives, so it pretends to go out and stays not far from the tiger's den. ”

"There is such a thing!" Wen Yanbo and Sima Guang exclaimed again.

When the hunter went up the mountain, he found the tigress biting something resembling a human form from a distance, so he hurriedly went down the mountain and brought a group of villagers up the mountain to drive it away, so as to save the old man's body. ”

Wen Yanbo asked: "This matter has ups and downs, twists and turns, and the writing of 'Fu Jie' is good, this news must be very attractive to readers, what is wrong?"

Liu Xin replied to him: "The bad thing is that the bad thing is, he has to have this matter related to the matter of taxation and forced labor by the imperial court, and it is said that it can be proved to be as fierce as a tiger." ”

Wen Yanbo pondered for a while, he didn't agree with Liu Xin's opinion on this matter, and said: "In the past few years, the taxes and forced labor of the imperial court have really been heavy, why don't you allow others to say it?"

Liu Xin said: "The increase in taxes and forced labor is only because of the ambitions of the Liao State and the Western Xia wolf, in order to confront and compete with the two countries, the official family's move is just a last resort. Wang Anshi should not be far-fetched and fan the flames. ”

Wen Yanbo retorted: "In order to compete with the Liao State and the Western Xia, it is necessary to let the common people suffer grievances, what is the reasoning of this? Shouldn't the imperial court first put the common people first? Even if it wants to seek peace from the grievances of the two countries, it must first protect the livelihood of the Li people!"

"Two or three months ago, when the rebel generals of the Western Xia raided the border of the Great Song Dynasty, the 'Yugong of Bianhe' seems to be vigorously fighting the main battle, right?" The words are sonorous, and the words are still in the ears...... Sima Guang couldn't help but interject, sarcastically and mockingly: "It's only been two months, why did Lord Wen change his banner?"

When Wen Yanbo heard this, his face turned red and blue, like a colored cloth, he stomped his foot and said trickfully: "I don't care, anyway, the matter of paying too much tax, I don't think it's inappropriate to publish it! "Chinese" and others are also familiar with it, don't you understand the truth that 'the mouth of the people is more important than the defense of Sichuan'? It is always good for someone to speak up for the people and express the grievances of the people, is it possible to be like King Zhou Li, to the point that 'the people of the country dare not speak out, and the road is the goal'?"

Liu Xin faced Wen Yanbo's series of questions, did not defend or respond, but only gave Sima Guang a look quietly.

Sima Guang was shocked in his heart, but he said that it was not good.

The editorial department of "Bianjing Minor Journal" already has a Wang Anshi who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, a gentleman who does not distinguish between right and wrong, and Wen Yanbo, the deputy editor-in-chief who acts blindly in front of him, even if Liu Xin is the editor-in-chief, he may not be able to suppress it, what did he say?

- "The old man was angry, so he told him that there was Wang Anshi in the editorial department, so there was no old man, so let him choose one of the two. ”

――"The next day, I went to the editorial office with my resignation letter, thinking that I would never return after the last issue was reviewed. ”

Sima Guang recalled Liu Xin's words, and a cold sweat broke out.

If Liu Xin is not even there, the editorials will dance wildly, which will inevitably make this group of people miserable!

Sooner or later, the "Bianjing Bulletin" will be reduced to a vulgar publication that only knows how to exaggerate and play tricks.

Fortunately, Liu Xin continued: "Originally, the old man had decided to resign from the post of chief editor, but when he saw the news outline drawn up by Wang Anshi, he suddenly felt that the post of chief editor had a heavy responsibility, and he really couldn't resign. ”

Sima Guang breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "What the elder said is very true. ”

"However......" Liu Xin said with a wry smile: "The old man is busy with official business, just like these days, for the affairs of the court, I have been absent from the editorial meeting of the editorial department. ”

Sima Guang knew what Liu Xin was going to say, he didn't answer, and measured it silently in his heart.

Liu Xin persuaded: "Junshi, the editorial department can't let Wang Anshi dominate alone......"

"Elder Ge rest assured," Wen Yanbo interjected with a smile: "With me as the deputy editor-in-chief in charge, it will definitely operate as usual." ”

Liu Xin and Sima Guang almost glanced at Wen Yanbo at the same time - with you in charge, maybe it will be even more chaotic!

Liu Xin continued to Sima Guang: "Junshi, this position of deputy editor of the news department is really wronged by you. ”

Sima Guang arched his hand and said: "The elder of the pavilion is serious, any position is just a title, and it is the most important thing to be able to do practical things for the people." ”

This is equivalent to agreeing.

Liu Xin also arched his hand and said: "This matter should be regarded as the old man owing Jun Shi a favor." ”

……

The mind came back to the present.

Outside the doors and windows, there was still snow.

Inside, it's still warm and smoky like spring.

Sima Guang stared at the stains on Wang Anshi's clothes, and his heart felt like knocking over a five-flavor jar, and he didn't know what it tasted like.

Wang Anshi didn't know anything about the ups and downs of his thoughts, but was engrossed in the manuscript in front of him.

Sima Guang sighed.

The person in front of him is not without merit, and his concentration in doing things is incomparable to him in any way.

"Ahem!"

Sima Guang had to cough lightly a few times before arousing Wang Anshi's attention.

"Are you here?" Wang Anshi raised his head and asked, as if he had said hello, and continued to bury himself in the manuscript.

……