readx;? The last rays of the setting sun are obliquely reflected on the golden glazed tiles of the palace. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

From time to time, a few crows flew leisurely in the snow.

The snow was still falling, covering the heavy red doors and the deep courtyard.

Outside the Xuande Gate, Sima Guang waited quietly against the door wall.

He stared to the east without blinking, the snow beneath him already past the back of his boot.

It wasn't until they approached that the people he was waiting for slowly walked from the direction of the Wende Palace.

"Liu Ge Lao!"

Sima Guang greeted loudly and walked quickly.

Liu Xin actually saw Sima Guang waiting for him from a distance, and a bad premonition flashed in his heart, but fortunately he was prepared, so he nodded at Sima Guang as usual.

However, Wen Yanbo, who was beside him, was kept in the dark from beginning to end, and he was busy with official business recently, so he almost never had time to go to the editorial department, and he didn't know anything about the affairs of the news department.

Therefore, seeing Sima Guang looking for Liu Xin anxiously, Wen Yanbo was puzzled.

"After going down today, I went to the editorial office. ”

Liu Xin asked knowingly: "That's good, everything is okay, right?"

- "Editorial office?"

Before Sima Guang could answer, he heard Wen Yanbo ask vigilantly, "What are you doing in the editorial department?"

He frowned, his displeasure undisguised. It can't be blamed on Wen Yanbo for being like a great enemy, in his opinion, Sima Guang, a young man, is in the prime of life, but his ideas are extremely conservative. As a commentator of Dali Temple, he should have done something beneficial to the society, but he repeatedly seconded a group of former ministers, and tried his best to crack down on Cai Xiang's proposal to change the law.

Hmph, the lackey of the province under the door of the Chinese book.

Wen Yanbo stared at him with hostility.

However, Wen Yanbo hates Sima Guang, why doesn't Sima Guang hate Wen Yanbo?

In Sima Guang's eyes, Wen Yanbo knew the destiny of heaven in his early years and should have been well-versed in the world, but he had a donkey temper. This person and Ge Mincai of the Ministry of Rites are the two most nonsense and brutal, who usually regard themselves as officials and ministers, but in essence they only know how to talk on paper and blindly attack the province of Chinese books. They are really good at stabbing them, but if they are asked to think of some methods, they must be imaginative, and when they are implemented, they will be a mess.

He did not avoid Wen Yanbo's hostility, but looked back at him with the same eyes.

It's just a flashy prick.

Sima Guang slandered the person in front of him in his heart, and asked tentatively: "Could it be that Master Wen also serves in the editorial department?"

"Exactly," Liu Xin took over and introduced him: "Kuanfu is the deputy editor-in-chief of Bianjing Magazine. After a pause, he added: "Kuanfu's other identity is 'Bianhe Yugong'. ”

"It turns out that 'Bianhe Yugong' is Lord Wen, and I am fortunate to have it. ”

He said "fortunate meeting", but there was no half of honor on his face.

Sima Guang secretly thought to himself, no wonder the article of "Bianhe Yugong" also reads with a sense of rhetoric, impetuousness and impracticality.

Wen Yanbo ignored him, but asked Liu Xin in a questioning tone: "Why did he go to the editorial department?"

Liu Xin pondered for a moment, and said in an ominous voice: "This matter is a long story......

"Elder Liu Ge invited me to be the editor of the news department. Sima Guang answered Wen Yanbo's question for Liu Xin.

"The editor of the Ministry of Information?" Wen Yanbo was incredulous: "You haven't discussed this matter with me!"

Liu Xin let out a long sigh and pretended to be depressed and said, "Discussing or not negotiating, it is meaningless at the moment." Le Lang has decided to let Wang Anshi be the editor. ”

He showed an apologetic wry smile to Sima Guang again, and said lonely: "Junshi just came from the editorial department, so he must know about it." ”

Sima Guang saw Liu Xin's helpless expression, and guessed that there might be something else hidden in this matter. As a result, his anger towards Liu Xin was reduced a lot, and because he misunderstood him, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Liu Xin saw that the anger on his face had eased, and said boldly: "Actually, when I learned about this from His Royal Highness, I was both shocked and angry......

That's true.

……

Three days ago.

In the courtyard of the Cloud Palace, the cold wind destroys the trees, and the twilight wind is miserable.

On the pavilion not far away, on the contrary, the charcoal fire is melting, and the warmth makes people sleepy.

Only occasionally a few cold winds blow in, making people wake up.

"Your Royal Highness, the wind and cold are just healing, don't blow the wind well. Liu Xin persuaded him.

Chai Jue looked at the snow in the courtyard, and only felt pleasing to the eye, and did not feel cold at all.

He had never found the snow so beautiful before, what a waste.

Chai Jue enjoyed the snow scene and ate a barbecued pork bun.

Yes, now the Imperial Diet Bureau also makes barbecued pork buns.

When he came back to his senses, he said leisurely: "Lelang hired Wang Anshi as the editor of the news department. ”

"Wang Anshi ......"

Liu Xin thought for a while before he remembered: "Is it 'Fujie'?"

"Exactly," Chai Jue said, "He knows that you have another favorite candidate, and he is afraid that you will blame him, so he doesn't dare to talk to you directly, so he asks me to pass on a message." ”

Liu Xin frowned, but he was thinking about another matter: "However, Kuanfu praised Wang Anshi's article before, didn't Le Lang have a slight criticism of this person?"

-- Master Wen, although this person is talented, but looking at his writings and people, he must be an upright and stubborn person, and the so-called rigidity is very easy to break, and he may not be easy to get along with. ”

Liu Xin still remembers that "Lelang" said this that day.

He didn't think that "Le Lang" could see the impact of "Fu Jie's" article, but "his" performance really puzzled him, so he was deeply impressed by this matter.

Chai Jue took a sip of tea before he said with a smile: "The elder is discerning, he really thinks that Wang Anshi's idea is too aggressive. ”

"Then why ......?"

Why did you hire him as the chief editor of the Department of Public Information?

Liu Xin couldn't figure it out.

"Because the second emperor brother wants to recommend Wang Anshi to join the office. ”

"Huh?" Liu Xin couldn't react for a while.

Chai Jue stared at the courtyard, watched the goose-feathered snow flutter down, and said casually: "The prince is young." ”

Liu Xin's complexion turned gray in an instant: "The prince is young?"

"Hmm. ”

"What is he ...... de?"

He wanted to say, "How can he be virtuous", however, after thinking about it, Wang Anshi is brilliant and knowledgeable, and the position of the crown prince is more than competent.

Chai Jue continued: "Originally, the two emperor brothers were going to ask their father to play, but they were stopped by Le Lang. ”

Liu Xin suddenly realized: "He hired Wang Anshi to be the editor of the news department in order to prevent him from entering the office?"

"Probably. Chai Jue was noncommittal.

"If this person enters the ranks, I am afraid that there will be endless troubles in the future. Liu Xindun felt that his heart was entangled, and he was worried and fearful.

Chai Jue filled him with a teacup, held it up in front of him, and said with a smile: "Since the elder doesn't want him to join the office, then let him stay in the news department as an editor?"

Liu Xin nodded, but his mood still couldn't relax, and he asked again: "Why didn't Wang Anshi even do the crown prince Shaobao, but agreed to make Le Lang a small news department editor?"

Chai Jue took out two paperwork-like things from his arms and handed them to Liu Xin.

"Letter of Appointment", and ...... "Letter of Equity Transfer"?"

Liu Xin was full of suspicion, and hurriedly opened it to take a closer look.

After a while, I could only hear him muttering: "One hundred and fifty times a month?"

"Well, the prince Shaobao's tenfold monthly salary. ”

Liu Xin sighed: "Pang Xiang is only three hundred moons. ”

"And half of the profit. ”

"Half a percent?"

……

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