In view of the poor transportation standards during the Northern Song Dynasty, the officials gave Murong Fu enough time to travel to Xiping, which also gave him plenty of time to settle down in the capital.

Before leaving the capital, one of the first things Murong Fu did was to take the four scholars of Sumen to visit the editor-in-chief of the "Bianjing Times". The carriage came all the way to the vicinity of Xiangguo Temple and stopped in front of a house far away from the crowd, and when the five people got off the carriage, Huang Tingjian looked up and saw a new door number with the words "Bianjing Times Editorial Department" hanging on the left side of the gate.

"This is where the main site of the Bianjing Times is located, and there is a lot of people near Xiangguo Temple, so I chose this place to facilitate others to submit. Oh, I forgot to tell a few senior brothers, "Bianjing Times" has officially accepted submissions from all parties since the last issue, and the manuscript fee is preferential. Murong Fu said as he led a few people in. After reading the layout of the entire editorial office, several people finally came to the editor-in-chief's office.

There were already more than a dozen young scholars waiting in the editor-in-chief's office, and when they saw Huang Tingjian appear, they bowed their hands together and said, "I've seen the editor-in-chief." ”

Huang Tingjian has admired the editor-in-chief of the Bianjing Times for a long time, and the main purpose of today's visit is to meet the editor-in-chief. At this time, seeing that these young scholars in the room actually called him the editor-in-chief, he couldn't help but look at Murong Fu in amazement.

Murong Fu said with a smile: "Don't hide it from Senior Brother, before today, there was no real editor-in-chief of "Bianjing Times", usually I set the theme of each issue of the newspaper, and everyone created it collectively. But after today, the position of editor-in-chief has a place of belonging-it is the senior brother! ”

Murong Fu's voice fell, and the more than ten young scholars couldn't wait to step forward and express their opinions.

"Your Excellency the Editor-in-Chief, below is the editor of the Social Edition. There are many news in the social section, and I ask for two more pages below. ”

"Below is the editor of the current politics edition Li Muzhai! The current political edition is the foundation of "Bianjing Times", and if you want to add it, you must add us first! ”

"Below is the advertising editor Qian Datong, there is no advertising revenue, everyone has to drink the northwest wind. I am strongly opposed to the reduction of advertising space! ”

"Vulgar! Tacky! Editor-in-Chief, the following is the editor of the Education Edition......"

By the time Huang Tingjian sent away the dozen or so editors who were eloquent enough to jump up and down, it was already half an hour later. I saw him turn to Murong Fu, who was leisurely drinking tea with Qin Guan and the others on the side, with an angry face, gritted his teeth and said, "What's going on?" ”

Murong Fu casually put down the teacup and said casually: "The Bianjing Times was originally an industry under the name of the younger brother, and before Senior Brother Huang went to Beijing, he couldn't find a suitable candidate, and he was suspended as the editor-in-chief for a long time. The younger brother will go to Xining in the near future, among the senior brothers, only Senior Brother Huang is knowledgeable, well-written, and has a calm temperament, which is most suitable for the position of editor-in-chief. ”

Huang Tingjian didn't speak for a long time, and his originally dark face turned blue and red for a while. He is a person with a calm and straightforward temperament, and he really can't stand Murong Fu's teasing.

Murong Fu looked at his words, and seemed to see his unhappiness, and said gloomily: "Senior brother doesn't seem to be happy? …… That's it, let's think of another way. Big deal, this newspaper can only close its doors. ”

Huang Tingjian knew that most of what Murong Fu said was false, but he himself was really happy with the newspaper's existence and didn't dare to bet on this possibility. endured and endured, and finally squeezed out a sentence. "I do...... I'd like to be the editor-in-chief of this. ”

When Murong Fu heard this, he immediately got up and said, "Thank you Senior Brother in this way!" After a pause, he added. Senior brother, although we are regarded as the Shu Party by Liu Zhi, Cheng Yi and others, there is no party affiliation in my newspaper. This is the reason for openly accepting submissions, as long as it is reasonable, no matter who the contributor is, we will publish it. It is important to know that only by speaking the voice of the people can you be undefeated. ”

Huang Tingjian listened to the words "words for the people", and then his face turned a little pale, and he said euphemistically: "Why didn't Akashi say earlier that he would ask me to be the editor-in-chief?" Instead, he lied to me, saying that he was introducing the editor-in-chief for me and teaching me to have an empty joy. "It's hard to believe that I deliberately wrote a few words to use to make friends with the editor-in-chief, and now I can only put it in my own poetry collection.

"Akashi is still young, how can there be a reason to be thoughtful about everything? That's good now. Among the five people present, Zhang Lei's temperament was the most generous, and he smiled at the moment to play a round for Murong Fu. The longer Zhang Lei and Murong Fu got along, the more they felt that Murong Fu was as innocent as his teacher. The difference is only that Su Shi is generally pure and sincere to anyone, but Murong Fu can only do so with people who are really close to and trust.

Murong Fu smiled and arched his hand to Zhang Lei, and said, "There is another matter, I am asking Senior Brother Zhang for help." ”

"What?"

"That's right, I've taken care of the teacher's prime minister's house. Based on what I know about the teacher and the uncle, most of them will live in the prime minister's mansion together, so the house originally prepared for the uncle will be completely empty. So I thought, can it be transferred for other purposes, of course, the house is still under the name of my uncle. I plan to build a library called 'Dongpo Pavilion', to gather books from all over the world for the management of this library, and I would like to ask my senior brother to pick it up. What does the senior brother think? "Murong Fuzheng said.

"The library? Gathering books from all over the world for the world to read? What a good thing! Brother, this is a good thing! Nowadays, there are also people in Shilin who collect books according to their preferences, but most of them are only for private reading, and do not borrow from others, let alone the word "free". Zhang Lei has studied since he was a child, and Murong Fu asked him to manage this library that can be borrowed publicly, how can Zhang Lei have a reason to excuse himself? "Although the royal family also has a library, after all, the gate is strictly controlled, and not everyone can go there. The junior brother can run this library for free to educate the people, and the merit is in the future! ”

"How can a senior brother say that the earth is so important? It's just idle and coaxing the teacher to be happy. Originally, my uncle's house was adjacent to my teacher's mansion, and I would order someone to open a corner door at that time...... Teachers have always liked to chat with Shilin students and talk freely about learning. The so-called "educating the people, the merit is in the future" Murong Fu did not dare to take the credit, and it was his purpose to collect the heart of Shilin for Su Shi. "The younger brother of the management strategy of the library has compiled a draft, and I will show it to the senior brother another day. In terms of money, the senior brother does not have to be frugal. Although the younger brother is not as good as others in terms of knowledge, he still has some experience in the way of economy. ”

Murong Fu mentioned the word "economy", and Qin Guanden shouted: "Akashi, my "Quantang Poems" ......"

"I am about to go to Xining, and the work of compiling "All Tang Poems" can only be entrusted to Senior Brother Qin and Senior Brother Chao. As for Senior Brother Qin's consumption in the Chu Pavilion of the Qinglou ......" Murong Fu sighed with extreme complexity in his heart, if Qin Guan is a righteous man and a gentleman, there is no "if the two feelings are long", there is no "indifference and cold to the small building". But always paying prostitutes to a merry/amorous/lewd/thief really made Murong Fu feel uncomfortable, so he could only persuade with good words: "If the teacher is already in the right position, those of us who are students have long been regarded as a teacher by the world. The so-called prosperity and loss, what kind of pastime does the senior brother usually do, the younger brother doesn't ask. But don't forget, the food of the king, the worry of the loyalty. ”

As soon as Murong Fu said this, everyone was silent. Everyone is a person in the officialdom, and naturally they all have the dream of helping the world's officials to be the rulers. Now that the mentor Su Shi is the right minister, he has given them a very high starting point, and everyone doesn't want to get rid of it at this time. Otherwise, if you climb the ground high and fall hard, there will be no room to turn over.

Among the four scholars of Sumen, Huang Tingjian was the oldest and had the highest prestige, and he nodded immediately: "Akashi is right. Nowadays, there are internal and external troubles, I don't know how many people are staring at the teacher's mistakes, and those of us who are students must be more cautious in our words and deeds. Less travel, your senseless pastimes, or in moderation. ”

"In my opinion, now that public opinion has "Bianjing Times", the reputation of teachers in Shilin has always been extremely high. As long as the teacher governs properly, it is not very dangerous, right? Chao Buzhi saw that Qin Guan looked depressed, and hurriedly changed the topic.

"When a government order is issued, the key is to see its implementation. As long as it is properly executed, with the "Bianjing Times" in place, no one can reverse black and white to blind the Holy Hearing. If there is still a villain slandering and slandering, I will try to deal with him, and you don't have to worry. Murong Fu also smiled and comforted them.

"Exactly!" When Qin Guan heard this, he became majestic again, and said confidently. "As long as I take care of my business, shouldn't it be up to me to do what I like to do? As the saying goes, real celebrities are self-......"

Qin Guan has such a temperament, what else can Murong Fu and the other four have to say? They could only sigh in unison, helplessly holding their foreheads.

Time flies, and a month later, Murong Fu finally explained the affairs and business of the capital clearly and set off for Xiping. Su Shi didn't say much, just sent him out of the city all the way.

"Fourth Brother Feng has a straightforward temperament and is not good at sociability, and when he finishes the affairs of the library, he will return to Shanghai to run the sea. When the time comes, I will transfer the third brother Bao to the teacher as a housekeeper. The thirty warriors beside me will be left to the teacher and your senior brothers, and with their protection, I can rest assured that the teacher will travel.

"As for the other industry, after the third brother Bao goes to Beijing, he will take care of it, and the teacher only needs to think about the theme of each banquet and lecture. If the teacher is busy with state affairs and lacks skills, several senior brothers can come to the stage to give lectures and exchanges. In the future, not only scholars will be able to come to listen to lectures and exchanges, but also the common people will be able to listen to lectures and exchanges, and teachers should be more cautious when they come to lecture on stage.

"I have invited Dr. Yu Fangyu, a famous doctor in Bianjing, to serve in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Gan'er has been weak since childhood, and the teacher's stomach is not good, so Dr. Yu slowly regulates the teacher, and the teacher has to listen to the doctor!

"Li Gefei Master Li has a daughter named Qingzhao, who is the same age as Gan'er, and I heard that she is smart and smart, so the teacher might as well take the time to see it.

"Yu Yan and Azhu Abi, I will entrust them to the teacher. When I arrive in Xiping, I will inevitably write back every month, and the teacher does not have to worry.

"I will go to Shanghai before I go to Xiping, what does the teacher have to say to Mai Ge'er?

"Teacher, send you a thousand miles, and you must say goodbye in the end......"

Seeing that he had walked out of the city for several miles, it would be dark if he didn't look back. Su Shi finally sighed softly, handed the reins of the horse that had been holding in his hand back to Murong Fu's hand, and patted him on the shoulder wordlessly. People are not plants and trees, not to mention that Su Shi's emotions have always been more abundant and fulfilling than others. Yuanfeng recognized the students for three years, and seven years have passed in the blink of an eye. He had seen Murong Fu's cunning and lazy expression, he personally crowned Murong Fu and chose words, and wrote poems and songs for his high school Tanhua ecstatic, Murong Fu's cousin became his second daughter-in-law, and his younger brother was called Uncle Shi by Murong Fu instead of Xiao Su...... The affection between him and Murong Fu is not only a master and an apprentice, but a father and son.

The sound of horses' hooves gradually progressed, and Su Shi looked up at Qiao Feng, who was going to accompany Murong Fu to Xiping, and said softly: "Qiao Zhuangshi, I handed over the Akashi to you." "Murong Fu went to Xiping, and he died in the place of war, but he left all the manpower around him to himself, as long as Qiao Feng accompanied him.

Qiao Feng knew that Murong Fu was good at martial arts, but he really couldn't understand Su Shi's sorrow. It's just that seeing the bachelor's sad expression, he still rolled off the horse with great cooperation, and arched his hand: "Don't worry, bachelor!" There are younger generations, and Murong is well protected. ”

"That's good, that's good......" Su Shi choked and nodded, and finally glanced at Murong Fu again. Remember to write back and be a teacher...... Let's go! He lowered his head and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, blew his nose fiercely, turned his head and boarded the carriage, turned around and left.

Qiao Feng was as straight as Zhang Er King Kong was puzzled, until the smoke and dust of the carriage Su Shi was riding dissipated, and he came back to his senses and said, "Murong, let's set off now, right?" ”

As soon as his words fell, a carriage was smoky and dusty from the city. A shrill male voice shouted in the car, "Lord Murong! Please stay, Lord Murong! ”

Su Shi cried all the way back to the city, his wife and younger brother had packed their bags and moved into Su Xiang's mansion early in the morning, only he insisted on seeing off Murong Fu first, and had not yet seen his new residence.

I finally put away my tears and stepped out of the carriage and entered my new home. Only a few steps away, Su Shi suddenly stopped with doubts and looked around. Murong Fu's taste has always been elegant and luxurious, and Su Shi has long been mentally prepared to welcome a mansion with carved beams and paintings. But now it seems that this prime minister's mansion is not very luxurious, but this layout makes Su Shi vaguely feel a little familiar but plausible.

Su Shi's heart was puzzled, and his younger brother Su Zhe suddenly ran towards him with a wild cry and laughter, and said loudly: "Brother, this is Meishan!" This is our hometown in Meishan! Look, this grass and a tree! This house, this layout...... Brother, I'm moving in with you! "It turns out that the most special thing about this Su Xiangfu is that this was originally an enlarged version of Su Shi's residence in Meishan, Sichuan, and every grass, tree, brick and tile is the original appearance in Su Shi's memory.

Since the two brothers Su Shi and Su Zhe went to Beijing to catch the exam, they have never been back except for helping their father's coffin to return to their hometown for burial. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than 20 years. The younger brother Su Zhe was running away excitedly, and the elder brother Su Shi had mixed feelings, and he actually cried loudly again.

The scene was a mess, and the temporary housekeeper of Su Xiangfu's house hurriedly ran in and said, "Xianggong, there is a Master Li Gefei Li and his daughter outside. Li Qingzhao, a generation of female lyricists who left a famous name in history and was praised by the world as "a poetry heirloom, a prime minister of hairpins, and a heroine among women", stepped into the prime minister's house of her future father-in-law at this time.