Things were as Murong Fu expected, Wang Yuyan was young and frail, and within a few days of traveling, she was already crying and complaining that the car was bumpy and her buttocks hurt. Bao was different and the turmoil was evil, riding on horseback for days, looking at Wang Yuyan, who was sticking to Murong Fu's body in the carriage every day, her expression was a little disapproving. Murong Fu was a person who had enjoyed modern transportation, and he had a great sense of acquaintance with Wang Yuyan, so he decided to change his route and go to Jiangning Mansion first.

At this time, Jiangning Mansion was later Nanjing, and in the Northern Song Dynasty, the entire Jiangnan East Road was an extremely prosperous place, not only densely populated, but also prosperous. The poet Du Mu Youyun in the Tang Dynasty said that "there are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, how many buildings are in the smoke and rain", which is the praise of the ancient capital of the six dynasties.

Wang Yuyan went out to play for the first time since she was born, and as soon as she entered the city gate and saw the bustling scenery, she couldn't help but pull Murong Fu's sleeve and exclaimed: "Cousin, this place is more lively than our Gusu!" ”

Murong Fu has always been very fond of Wang Yuyan, and when he saw that almost half of her body was hanging out of the window, he didn't say anything to blame, but only stretched out his hand to hug her and said: "The literature here is prosperous, the characters are handsome, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the weather is magnificent, which is closely related to the fate of the family and country, so it is naturally very different." ”

Geographically, the entire territory of China is divided into north and south by a Yangtze River, with the north dominated by lofty mountains and mountains, and the south by a plain. Nanjing is located in the main part of the Yangtze River, if Nanjing, even if it cannot win the world, it can also be ruled by virtue of the Yangtze River natural risk and the north of the river. Compared with the complex topography of the north, although the south is easy to attack and difficult to defend, the so-called success is also Xiao He defeat Xiao He, also because of the flat terrain, the economy of the south has always been more developed than the north, so later generations want to take the world, first get Nanjing. After all, fighting a war is a money-burning job, and you have to have food in your hands to not panic. And militarily, there is a saying that if you want to take Nanjing, you must first get Anqing. After taking Anqing, Nanjing will no longer have a barrier, but it can go down in one go. It is precisely for this reason that Shandong and Anhui have always been places of conquest. The Great Yan Kingdom built by the ancestors of the Murong clan unfortunately included Shandong and Anhui, and there was no land of fish and rice to support it economically, and it stepped on the minefield militarily, and it was also the proper meaning of the question to be destroyed in the year of war.

Bao is different and evil, the martial artists of the rivers and lakes do not know the book of soldiers, and they don't know much about Murong Fu's extraneous meaning. Wang Yuyan was even more focused on having fun at a young age, and only asked in a loud voice: "Cousin, where are we going to play?" ”

Murong Fu pondered for a moment and replied, "Purple Mountain, Jiming Temple, and Wenxuan Wang Temple can all be visited, and you can also go to the hot springs." "Tangshan Hot Spring is famous, so that it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake in later generations. As for the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum and Yuejiang Tower, they have to wait for the great men to plan and build after they are born, and now they can't see it.

That night, Murong Fu and his entourage stayed at the inn. Early the next morning, he handed Bao Wei a drawing that had been drawn overnight, and casually ordered: "Our two-wheeled carriage is too bumpy, and I am tired of Bao Sange running around the city today, looking for a skilled carriage shop, and building a carriage for me in this way." ”

The bag was unfolded for unknown reasons, but he saw that the picture on the paper was a four-wheeled carriage, and he smiled at the moment: "Good godfather knows that any carriage shop in this four-wheeled carriage has ready-made ......."

Before Bao Wei finished speaking, Murong Fu had already shook his head slightly, he naturally knew that there were four-wheeled carriages in ancient China during the Warring States Period. It's just that this kind of four-wheeled carriage has less steering system than the Western four-wheeled carriage, and the front axle is nailed to the body, which is mostly used for transportation. In addition to the steering system, the four-wheeled carriage painted by Murong Fu now has a shock-absorbing device, which can be said to be more convenient and comfortable than the four-wheeled carriage invented in the West. "Third Brother Bao doesn't know, this carriage is very different from what we have seen in the past, I am only worried about whether there will be a carriage dealer willing to take my business." Speaking of this, he couldn't help but smile lightly, and added nonchalantly, "In short, as long as someone is willing to take it, the price is not a problem." "Murong Fu is worried that he has made too much money and has nowhere to spend, so he might as well take it as his lifelong mission to spend a lot of money.

Bao Wei didn't know anything about the cold knowledge of "the manufacture of four-wheeled carriages", and after flipping through the drawings for a long time, he couldn't see where the "big difference" was, so he had to put away the drawings and honestly respond to orders.

Sending away the bag is different, Murong Fu took Wang Yuyan and the storm to the Purple Mountain, without the different words of the bag, presumably this trip can be much quieter.

The Purple Mountain is steep, the three peaks are connected, winding like a dragon, and there is no ropeway to travel in this era, Wang Yuyan is young and frail and naturally can't come up, and she is already clamoring for Murong to hug Murong Fu less than halfway up the mountain. Although the turmoil is evil, he can be loyal to Murong Fu, and immediately stepped forward and took the initiative to pick up Wang Yuyan, and said with a smile: "Fourth Uncle Feng is here to hug him!" ”

Wang Yuyan didn't even give Deng Baichuan face, not to mention the turmoil, she only twisted her body and stretched out her arms to Murong Fu. "Cousin, hug."

Murong Fu reluctantly took Wang Yuyan and said to Fengbo: "Fourth Brother Feng, it's better for me to come." So saying, he walked to the top of the mountain. Although Murong Fu is not yet an adult, after all, he has martial arts, and he is not tired of carrying Wang Yuyan up the mountain all the way, and it is only at this time that he realizes the benefits of martial arts.

When the three of them reached the top, they saw that the mountains, water, and city were all in one, majestic and magnificent, and they really had the atmosphere of swallowing the world. Wang Yuyan had already been stunned by this scene, and was only stupidly stunned in Murong Fu's arms. The turmoil is evil, and he will not say anything that is appropriate to the situation. Only Murong Fu was stunned for a long time, and Fang sighed in a low voice: "River/mountain/as/this/many/delicate......" This sentence only lingered between his lips and teeth, and it was dispersed in the wind before he could hear it. The river/mountain/such as/this/more/delicate, but in this world, there are always many people who want to destroy her, and few people who want to protect her.

It's September, and autumn is crisp, so it's a good time for outings. It was only a moment later that Murong Fu heard a lot of voices coming from afar. He followed the prestige, and saw more than a dozen scholars in high scarves walking in the company of a group of courtesans dressed in gorgeous clothes and charming. In this era, the scholar and the prostitute are not only not immoral, but a kind of elegance, and the so-called real celebrities are self-indulgent. It's just that this kind of elegance Murong Fu is extremely difficult to adapt to, and he doesn't think it's suitable for Wang Yuyan to see, so he hurriedly hugged Wang Yuyan and left in a hurry. But between the steps and the progress, there was a few words that drifted into Murong Fu's ears.

One said: "This Wang Jiefu deceives the world and steals his name, greedy and vicious, who in the world is not bitter from him, how can he enjoy the respect of this country?" ”

One said: "Brother Zi'an is in love, this Wang Jiefu has been the prime minister again, and the younger brother dares to assert that in this life, it will be difficult for him to make a difference!" ”

Another person stepped forward and said: "This Wang Jiefu is really hateful, he has tampered with the law of his ancestors, abolished the Ming Sutra and lightened the scholars, who in the world does not hate him to the bone?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone applauded and scolded one after another, as if this Wang Jiefu had a grudge against them to kill their father. It wasn't until the female relatives of Wang Jiefu's family took turns to greet each other that they turned to learn the skills of poetry, leaning on the red and green to chant the wind and the moon one by one, and considered themselves to be talented.

It was the first time in her life that Wang Yuyan had heard so many tricky and poisonous insults at one time, so she curiously pulled Murong Fu's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "Cousin, who is this Wang Jiefu?" Is he a bad guy? ”

Murong Fu was a little weak, so he had to put Wang Yuyan down, and gasped for two breaths in confusion while holding on to the mountain rocks on the side with one hand. Seeing that his complexion changed abruptly, beads of sweat were rolling on his forehead, he hurriedly stepped forward to support him and anxiously asked, "Son, is there any discomfort?" ”

Murong Fu shook his head heavily, silently brushed away his troubled arm, closed his eyes and breathed with his inner strength. Murong Fubo is familiar with the past and the present, and he can know a thousand years later, so he naturally knows who this Wang Jiefu is. Wang Anshi, whose name is Jiefu, and who was named Jing Guogong, is a famous reformer in Chinese history. In the middle and late Northern Song Dynasty, in order to change the situation of poverty and weakness in the imperial court, he personally presided over the reform of the law, aiming to curb the merger and privilege of the bureaucratic landlord class, and implement the policy of enriching the country and strengthening the army. However, due to Wang Anshi's stubborn and arbitrary personality, and his defects in employment and management, the various shortcomings exposed during the reform period could not be effectively improved. In the end, Emperor Shenzong was forced to remove Wang Anshi from the government and the opposition, and Xining's reform ended in failure.

Thinking of this, even though Murong Fu was used to being calm and self-controlled, he couldn't help but roar in his heart: What's the matter? Isn't this the world of "Dragon Babu", but the real world? But where did Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan come from in real history? …… Could it be a mash-up? What historical jokes? Are you teasing me? However, this kind of thing of soul crossing cannot be explained by science, and now that he wears books and wears history, even if Murong Fu is difficult to accept, he can only accept it. Thinking about this, he raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, and finally settled down. Bowing his head to Wang Yuyan's moist and attached eyes like a deer, he couldn't help but point to a peak in the north and said mysteriously: "There is a fairy cave there, let's go and see if there are any old immortals!" As he spoke, he took Wang Yuyan's hand and walked down the mountain.

The fairy cave referred to by Murong Fu is what later generations called "Zixia Cave", located in the lower half of the north peak of the Purple Mountain, hidden in the pine forest, and it is said that the cave is surrounded by Zixia in front of the cave, so it is called "Fairy Cave". Now Ming Tai / ancestor Zhu Yuanzhang has not yet been born, so this fairy cave still uses the old name Zhuhu Cave. The three of them entered the cave, but when they saw the waterfall splashing, the bell ranging, and the scenery was pleasant, they didn't feel relaxed. They walked along the mountain road, and soon saw an old man sitting on a large rock and playing chess alone under the shade of a tree.

Wang Yuyan was at the age of innocence, and when she saw the old man, she immediately let out a "ah", broke free from Murong Fu's palm, ran to the other party, tilted her head and said seriously: "There is really an old immortal!" Please take me as an apprentice and teach me the way of eternal life. ”

The old man was interrupted from his train of thought, so he raised his head and glanced at Wang Yuyan. Wang Yuyan is seven years old, just because she was born rich and delicate, and her appearance is even more pink and jade, and she is full of childishness. The old man couldn't help but laugh and said, "Who sued you and I as an immortal?" ”

Wang Yuyan was a little embarrassed when she heard this, and said disappointedly: "It turns out that you are not a fairy...... " Eyes swept away an oil stain on the old man's shirt, and said to himself. "Also, the fairy's clothes won't be so dirty!" In the Song Dynasty, the people's living standards improved, and everyone was clean, such as Wang Yuyan, and it was common for rich and noble families to change five or six clothes a day. Wang Yuyan saw that this old man didn't even have clean clothes, so he was so down, naturally he wouldn't be a fairy.

As soon as Wang Yuyan said this, Murong Fuden was slightly sweating on his forehead, and hurriedly stepped forward to drag Wang Yuyan behind him and apologized to the old man: "My sister is young and can't read poetry and books. Please don't blame the old man, the younger generation apologizes! ”

The old man naturally didn't bother with a little girl like Wang Yuyan, so he only shook his hand and smiled: "Tong Yan Wu Ji, Tong Yan Wu Ji!" ”

Murong Fufang breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Yuyan pulled his robe behind his back again, and whispered: "Cousin, you haven't said whether Wang Jiefu is a good person or a bad person!" Murong Fu invited Wang Yuyan to play in this Zhuhu Cave to avoid this topic, but he didn't expect Wang Yuyan to have a good memory, and when he saw that he couldn't see the immortals, he brought up the old things again.

Wang Yuyan's thinking is so whimsical, and Murong Fu is also helpless. He bowed to the old man, bent down to pick her up, and said solemnly: "The prince is highly respected, don't call him by his first name, understand?" ”

Wang Yuyan nodded ignorantly, and asked reluctantly: "Then is he a good guy or a bad guy?" ”

Murong Fu was silent for a while, and Fang sighed helplessly: "The scripture is a good scripture, and the monk with a crooked mouth reads it." Management is by staring out! ”

Wang Yuyan was still ignorant, but the old man behind Murong Fu suddenly stood up and said, "Dare to ask Xiaoyou, what does 'management depend on staring' mean?" ”

The old man suddenly asked, Murong Fu couldn't help but be slightly stunned, thinking about the real historical events in his memory and the things he had just heard from those scholars, and seeing that this old man had an extraordinary bearing and did not decorate his appearance, he secretly had a bold guess in his heart.

But the old man saw Murong Fu's hesitation, and only smiled: "This place is a rare and quiet place, you and I gossip about old things for entertainment, what are the concerns of Xiaoyou?" ”

Murong Fu couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he saw this old man, and only said to himself: What if it's really him? I'm not going to be an official! Then he turned back, sat down opposite the old man, and said, "Even if the prince has the talent to go through the heavens and latitudes, he can't do everything in the world by himself. If he wants to change the law of his ancestors, he must employ people, and the younger generation thinks that it is more important to manage people in addition to employing people. Just because everyone has selfish intentions, whether it is fame, wealth or affection, it is inevitable to shake their minds, and once they have power in their hands, they will act arbitrarily and cause endless harm. ”

The old man's expression flickered, and after a while, he said decisively: "Lu Huiqing is capricious, and Ran Zihou is very human!" ”

When Murong Fu heard this, he only sighed in his heart. History proves that this chapter is strong and strong-tempered, especially better than the "reluctant minister" Wang Anshi, after taking power, in order to implement the new law to crack down on the old party, the means were excessive, and the matter was the same as power, which made the party struggle in the late Northern Song Dynasty more and more intense, and finally evolved to the point of life and death. Since then, all dynasties have been unable to get rid of this party struggle, and the government of the ancient gentleman has disappeared. "Can Lord Pingzhang do the world's things alone? In the matter of reform, the officials only need to make a holy decree, but it is those officials who really do the work. Nowadays, most of the officials in the DPRK and China are accustomed to chanting the wind and the moon and are not familiar with secular affairs, and those minor officials do not know poetry and books, and they have no way of loyalty and righteousness of the people in their hearts. If the reform is to succeed, only if the officials support the minister, the minister stares at the hundred officials, and the hundred officials keep an eye on the small officials, monitor them from time to time, immediately rectify the malpractices when they are discovered, and find corrupt officials and corrupt officials to be convicted in time, so that the reform can be successful. ”

The old man was silent for a long time before sighing: "Management is based on staring, I see. …… The hateful DPRK and China are not united! ”

Murong Fu knew that he was referring to the old party headed by Sima Guang, and immediately smiled: "In this matter, it is that Wang Xianggong is too impatient. The official family is in its prime, and Wang Xianggong is also in the prime of life, so it doesn't hurt to wait a few years. If the younger generation is Wang Xianggong, he will pay close attention to the matter of taking talents in the imperial examination, and although the original intention of abolishing the Ming Sutra and setting up the Ming Law is good, it will affect the whole body. It is related to the future of the world's scholars, and it is no wonder that they are surging with emotions. "Wang Anshi reformed the imperial examination system, and the Jinshi Department did not take the poetry examination and the current policy theory, just like the candidate suddenly received a notice that the college entrance examination did not take the English test and the Russian, and the candidate who has studied English for more than ten years has to learn Russian again, isn't this a cheat? In the Song Dynasty, only 350 people were admitted to each subject, who could guarantee that they would be able to go to high school after three years? It's been three years and three years, three years and three years, and soon ten years! Who can stand it? "Wang Xianggong can think of rectifying Taixue, but why hasn't he considered rectifying Hanlin? In the name of the attendant officials, the new scholars learned to reform the way of management, and after a few years, these new scholars became officials and gradually cleansed the obsolescence. After all, the Queen Mother and others are old and old, and when the official family is full-fledged, won't it be the same heart at that time? ”

"Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh ......," the old man sighed again.

"That's exactly what happened." Murong Fu said with a smile, grabbed Wang Yuyan casually, and got up to say goodbye to the old man.

Seeing this, the old man got up and sent him off, and said: "Xiaoyou knows very well that the old man is seeking the country, which is the blessing of the people, I don't know when to go?" ”

Murong Fu shook his head. "The younger generation is in the countryside and has no intention of pursuing a career." Seeing that the old man was trying to persuade, Murong Fu glanced down at Wang Yuyan, and said softly, "The younger generation is also a layman after all, and now that the party struggle between the DPRK and China is intensifying, even if the younger generation does not care about himself, he must also take care of his family. ”

The old man couldn't help but lose his mind when he heard this, and only said after a while: "According to Xiaoyou, is this Wang Jiefu a good person or a bad person?" ”

When the old man asked this, Murong Fu couldn't help but glance at him sideways, and he was also sad when he saw that he looked dazed. In any case, presiding over Xining's reform, Wang Anshi's original intention was to benefit the country and the people, but now that it has ended so dismally, he must have been very depressed in his heart. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stand still, bowed his whole clothes to the old man respectfully to the end, and said loudly: "Old man, the merits and demerits of the prince should not be commented on by the younger generations, and there is a public opinion under the ages." The younger generation only knows, take on the things in front of you, and what to do after you! ”

"Take on the things in front of you, what do you think about the name after you? Good! Good! The old man burst out laughing and walked away.