Sorry, went for a drink at night. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info came back at eleven o'clock. Today's chapter is 2,000 words.

Winter in Matsue Prefecture rarely sees sunlight, and when it does, it is too weak to perceive.

In the morning, Xiang Yimin, deputy editor-in-chief of Pinbao, went out of the house, ate a bowl of egg noodles at a street noodle restaurant as usual, and hurried to the newspaper store. He got up late today and must have been late for work.

The newspaper office is located on Wangping Street, a branch road less than 200 meters west of the Bund. This street brings together dozens of newspaper offices, which can be described as an important newspaper town in the south of Daqi. The starting point at the southern end of Wangping Street is the famous Four Horse Road.

Sima Road was named "Fuzhou Road" in the concession era, and it is said to be the ancestral home of the concubine of a British gentleman in the Ministry of Industry. In 1974, after the Sino-British New Testament in Guangzhou, Daqi took back the concession and changed it to a free trade zone, so it changed its name and re-called it "Four Horse Road".

The eastern section of Sima Road is a publishing center for newspapers and books, and is known as "the first cultural street in the Far East". Royal Book Company, Commercial Press, Kaiming Bookstore, Beixin Bookstore, Cultural Life Publishing House, Bogu Zhai, Music Bookstore, Times, Declaration, Wen Wei Po, Zhengyan Bao...... The total length of the four roads and branch roads is not more than 1,000 meters, and there are more than 300 large and small books and newspaper stores.

But it would be a mistake to think that there is only a new culture and cultural people here. Not to mention those theaters, teahouses, restaurants, and restaurants -- there are countless "traditional entertainment pastimes" of various levels in the western section of Sima Road, Changsan, Yier, and pheasants, among which the lights are bright and green, and the warblers sing and swallow dances, which are the premier Fengyue field in Songjiang Mansion.

This street is able to meet the spiritual needs of most people while also satisfying their physical needs.

However, Xiang Yimin considers himself a person who has detached himself from low-level interests, and has always opposed the recognition of the legality of MAI for the purpose of collecting "flower donations", and has repeatedly written articles in newspapers calling on the government to ban prostitution and effectively legislate to protect women's rights. So, although his place of work was adjacent to the Pinjin Grotto, he had never set foot in those places where filth and dirt were hidden.

The façade of "Pinbao" is very inconspicuous, there is no tall commercial building, only two words of Pinbao are written on the door, and most people who do not know will mistakenly think that it is just a private house.

The newspaper building is a small two-storey square building, as an office, the appearance is featureless, behind is a courtyard, and then behind is a two-story building, there is a printing factory or something.

Xiang Yimin's desk is in a cubicle on the second floor of the street. He entered the newspaper building, greeted his colleagues, went up to the second floor, and instead of going back to his office, he pushed open the door of Yu Yaozi, the editor-in-chief next door.

"Yimin?" Yu Yaozi straightened up from the manuscript with his head buried in his head, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "You're an hour late today!" ”

"It's just late, why bother!" Xiang Yimin approached the desk, dragged away a chair, and sat down by himself, "Naturally, there is a reason for being late!" This time I brought a good article to the newspaper! ”

Yu Yaozi's eyes lit up, "Oh? Whose house did you go to again? ”

"Pinbao" is published every three days, and its propaganda slogan is a comprehensive newspaper that "melts news, literature and art, knowledge, and entertainment into one furnace", which focuses on literature and art, and does not pursue timeliness, and at most serializes novels, essays, essays, drama reviews, book reviews, and music reviews, while current political news is mainly based on analysis, and does not rely on news agencies and reporters, but has some fixed authors.

Xiang Yimin traveled extensively, and he was not afraid to run around to solicit manuscripts, and people in the press said: Collecting the writings of friends, ruthlessly scraping the ground in the officialdom.

He took out an old notebook from his briefcase, put it on the desk upright, and said proudly: "This time I didn't search for it, it was the author who took the initiative to send it!" ”

"Big, wild, notes?" Yu Yaozi read out a few pen words on the cover and raised her eyelids, "Novel or prose?" Is it good-looking? ”

"Of course it's pretty! I stayed up late yesterday to finish reading it, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten up late today! ”

"Oh? Yimin is so respected, that's whether you have to look at it or not! Yu Yaozi solemnly picked up the notebook and turned the first page.

"Chapter 1: Going North"

"Just bow your head and say goodbye

There is nothing in the world that can really turn back

What about the river

It's like the autumn grassland meeting

withered and withered together

Let's meet too

We make a covenant to forget each other

-- Inscription"

These few lines of poems of unknown meaning from Xi Murong's "Wild Wind" instantly brought Editor-in-Chief Yu a feeling of uncertainty.

Next is the text.

In October, the verdict was handed down, and he was exiled to the Northern Wilderness for ten years, without any appeal.

So, I was going north. ”

"Is this ......" Yu Yaozi looked up at his deputy again, "the prisoner wrote it?" ”

Xiang Yimin nodded heavily, and shook his head again, "It's too ugly to say that the prisoner is too ugly, let's change the word, exile, isn't it more poetic?" ”

The editor-in-chief closed the notebook and said solemnly: "I said Yimin, don't fool me!" ”

"Why, am I that kind of person!" Xiang Yimin deliberately pretended to be very hurt, "You don't believe me like this, it's so disappointing to me!" ”

"Then tell me first, who the author is!"

"It's just a crime of harboring, the author is innocent and implicated, and he said it all in his submission letter......"

"Avoid the heavy and light, who is he harboring?"

"It's nothing more than a Chinese solution, the three major cases or something......" Xiang Yimin's defense is getting lower and lower.

"Louder! I didn't hear clearly! ”

"Huajie! Three major cases! Xiang Yimin shouted.

Yu Yaozi immediately jumped up when he learned the truth, and almost didn't cover his mouth with his hand, "Hey, be quiet!" You want to scare me to death! ”

"What are you afraid of? Daqi is not the former Qing Dynasty, there is no literary prison! ”

"Where am I afraid!" The editor-in-chief forced himself to speak, "This kind of thing should always be low-key." ”

"This kind of thing? What kind of thing? What law forbids the exile of mortals to publish articles? People have good documentary prose, and they don't promote treason, you haven't even read it, just this reaction? ”

"So did he write a story about living with terrorists? How can this kind of article be published? ”

"What a terrorist! Hua Jie's mess, do you really believe the official statement? Except for a few who were executed, all that remained were hot-headed young men. What's more, this author is just an innkeeper who was unlucky enough to be involved, and he wrote nineteen essays, which I read from beginning to end, and there is nothing forbidden about it......"

"I don't care if it promotes a riot or not, let me ask you, is he, the main character in the documentary prose, a gang of rebels?"

"This ...... Be! ”

"That's it!" Yu Yaozi threw the notebook to Xiang Yimin, "Take it, take it quickly!" In case I accidentally see the content and he writes brilliantly, I may have to relent! ”

Xiang Yimin couldn't laugh or cry at the performance of his friend and boss, so he had to take back his notebook.

"Mustard seeds, in fact, ......" remembered the open-minded statement in Jin Tong's submission letter, he hesitated a little, but still said it, "The author said that if the newspaper feels that the content is too sensitive, he allows the editor to change all the names in the article, and delete all the content that involves or may be reminiscent of Huajie, and he has no opinion." ”

"What?!"

Yu Yaozi was stunned instantly, it was the first time he had heard of an author who did not cherish his words so much! This level of modification authorization has reached the level of completely distorting the original intention of the creation! That Jin Tong didn't care at all!

"It's true," Xiang Yimin also felt a little incredulous, "such a good writing...... He even said in the letter, as long as it can be published! ”

"What about faith? Show it to me! ”