When he was the magistrate in the Song Dynasty, he could only watch Huan Ling's figure go away from ten or twenty miles outside Fucheng. This time he was finally able to send him far away, so he went all the way to Fugu County on the bank of the Yellow River.

Going further east is the Yellow River.

In the Song Dynasty, it was impossible to send off any more, so they asked people to lay a blanket by the Yellow River, and bought wine for Huan Ling, all the missions, and accompanying soldiers to see him off.

Here is already the Loess Plateau, with high latitude and high altitude, early frost everywhere, morning cold dew all over the ground, pressing withered yellow and sparse autumn grass, and the surging Yellow River at the foot of the high slope, the scenery is magnificent and desolate.

Everyone also has the ambition of never going back, reciting poems and odes, or writing essays facing the high sky and wide miles of the fortress, or the surging Yellow River, with their hearts full of enthusiasm, keeping the autumn chill out of their bodies.

Of course, the more important thing to keep out the cold was that the soldiers pulled the carriages over to form a screen, and put a few blazing ovens around them.

The famous local specialty, Yellow River big carp, is baked in the oven.

Autumn is deep and cold, and the fish meat is thicker and firmer.Clean up the fish with the river water, cut it in half, marinate with a little wine and seasonings, it is a rare delicacy.Sun Yuanwai and his associates recited poems on the frontier fortress and wrote Fu on the Western Expedition, but in Song Dynasty, the example of the Sanyuan and Tianxia students did not accompany them to express their feelings, but only carried the fish in the iron net to turn over the charcoal stove. bake.

Since he opened a school and became a famous lecturer, he has cherished his feathers more and more. He will never publish his poems and articles without going through three reviews and four revisions.Although it's a pity that I can't express my love with my colleagues, but it's not just written in poems, it's enough for his senior brother to know.

As long as you have the heart, the vernier caliper can also be a mandarin duck ruler, and the Yellow River carp here can actually be a flounder.

He tore off a piece of slightly yellowed fish belly, pulled off the big thorns, and called Huan Ling: "Senior brother, come and eat."

In front of everyone, it's hard to say that it was specially roasted for him, and it's hard to say that I used this fish to tease, but the fish is really delicious, and it's enough to make him a good meal in person, which is enough to spread rumors It's a layman's meaning.

Huan Ling was also not far away from him, looking at the Yellow River with a look of deep affection, but he didn't write any poems. After hearing his soft cry, he turned to the fire and took the fish bites behind his back. Take a sip.

This Yellow River carp is a treasure among fishes. When roasting, it is coated with a lot of barbecue ingredients from the Western Regions. The skin is roasted until it is browned and slightly curled. The fish meat is white and thick. Fresh fish, really delicious.

He didn't taste much "don't hate it like a flounder in the past, but now it's like a long time ago", but he tasted the intention of "washing hands and making soup", even if there is a little bit of sadness, the sweetness will be washed away , also tore off a piece of fish, shook it to cool it down, and fed it to Song Shi's mouth.

Although the Loess Plateau was very cold and windy, and although there were many crises beyond the Great Wall, he had no worries at this moment, and only enjoyed the warmth and satisfaction from the grilled fish and the person who grilled the fish.

The two of them tore and ate half of the fish, and the angels who were composing poems next to them were also so enticed by the aroma that they came forward to ask for it.This kind of barbecue must be interesting to eat by yourself. Huan Ling enjoys this wild fun and loves his subordinates. He can't bear to let them lose the joy of grilling and eating by themselves. He pointed at the stove and the fish marinated in the basin beside him , Tell them to do it themselves.

There is actually a cook guarding the fish basin, who can hold the fish for them and put it on the grill. The eaters only need to watch the fire to brush the oil and ingredients, and someone will help them watch the fire.

However, Song Shi was proficient in technology and could handle everything from picking fish to eating fish without help.The others surrounded the cook, and the two of them had an oven to themselves; as soon as the others learned the technique of turning over and brushing the sauce, they had already finished tearing a fish, and the next one was crackling and scorching on the fire; others finally ate it. After ordering the grilled fish, they had already put down the fish, and ate the local specialty sea red fruit to digest food.

Eating grilled fish and tasting fresh fruits, the fear of not returning to the grassland after leaving home and country faded away.

The poems of all the people were full of sadness and sorrow, but only the heroism remained. The only one on the scene who did not have to cross the river on a business trip, Song Shenshi, kept these poems in his hands and assured them: "When you go back, publish them in the newspapers first, and then assemble them into a book. A set of "Reporting the Country"."

good good good good!Make a copy of "Bao Guo Ji" first, and when they come back from Liangcheng, they will write poems, and Song Sanyuan will be invited to publish "Bao Guo Ji Sequel" and "Bao Guo Ji Re-Edited"!

Song Shi bowed his hands in salute to them, and replied solemnly: "Song will definitely do his best to let the reputation of your colleagues and these soldiers serve the country bravely spread in Shanshan and Shaanxi, which is not inferior to the Zhejia army back then!"

The Zhe Family Army is from Fugu County, and they have been loyal and brave generals for generations. Zhe Saihua is the very famous Old Madam She in Peking Opera, and her reputation in this dynasty is no less than that of Yue Fei.Everyone felt radiant when they heard that Zhejia's surname was connected with him. Even the soldiers of the Hanzhong Guards who hadn't finished eating fish couldn't help but put down their food, hoping to see their own newspaper soon.

If you get the name of a hero, it is not a loss to serve the country with your own body!

In this spirit of generosity, everyone drank some white wine to warm up, and finally crossed the river by boat and walked to the depths of the grassland.

Song Shi watched the official ship cross, watching Huan Ling's figure parked at the stern gradually move away, shrink, and finally disappeared from his sight.There is only one wave of the Yellow River left, which is far away from the blue sky.

There were only a few accompanying guards left behind him. Seeing him standing by the river for too long, blowing the cold wind, they were afraid that he, a frail official, would get cold and sick, so they came up to persuade him to go back early.

"Lord Huan will be protected by Han Zhongwei soldiers and guided by the surrendered tribe. Nothing will happen. Don't worry too much, sir."

Song Shi gathered his clothes and nodded lightly: "Let's go back to Gufu County. Master Huan and the others went to the grassland to serve the court, and I have to do my best."

Since he was a member of the Shoudao Council, and the imperial court had assigned heavier responsibilities than others, he had to take on these prefectures as well.It's a pity that in Fugu County, where such a good fruit as Haihongguo grows, it can't be sold elsewhere because of inconvenient transportation and fresh fruit can't be preserved.

He had read reports before that the apples on the Loess Plateau were particularly delicious, but the modern big apples hadn't been introduced yet, and this kind of sea red fruit should be developed instead of apples.

More importantly, there are rich oil and coal resources in northern Shaanxi, and he has to investigate what other minerals are available, and use what can be used.The demonstration effect of the Hanzhong Economic Park has already started. In Beijing, there is an economic park run by the imperial court and presided over by the third prince Wei Wang himself. Naturally, all places follow suit, but the imitation is not reasonable enough. He happened to give pointers on this trip.

Perhaps when he finished this round and returned to Hanzhong, the good news from the little brother and the others should have come back.

He first put away the manuscripts left by everyone, went to the car to get paper, pen and ink, and silently wrote down the names of those who sent it on the spur of the moment and didn't have time to record it.After returning to Fugu County, he borrowed a posthorse from the local county magistrate, Yuan Da, to send these articles back to Hanzhong, and to print newspapers and assemble booklets.

The slightly narrow eyes of Yuan County Magistrate suddenly widened, and a very bright light flashed in his eyes: "In the hands of my lord, the poems and essays written by my lord, Huan Qianxian, and the angels of the Ministry of Rites? The common people copy a set and print it in a newspaper to read?"

Fugu also publishes newspapers?

This is a place of bitter cold at the border. It was almost a border town before the imperial court took back the Hetao. It is unexpected that the construction of spiritual civilization is so good!

Could it be that Governor Yang helped with the construction when he was training troops and building an oil factory in Yulin?

No wonder he is a famous elder in the history!

Look at this talent!Not only does he have an unusually high level of thought, but he also knows how to fight wars and govern the people. He can also take the time to focus on the construction of spiritual civilization. When he has military achievements in the future, he will still have to enter the cabinet when he is ready!

With emotion in his heart, he put the manuscript on the table and asked Yuan Zhixian to see if he wanted to copy all of them, or which manuscript he should choose.By the way, he also wanted to see how the county's newspapers were doing and what kind of articles were published on them.

As soon as he asked for a newspaper, Yuan Zhixian suddenly became a little stiff, and his speech was a few beats slower, showing a somewhat forced smile: "I will go get it now, my officer."

Song Shi had an omen in his heart, thinking that his change in attitude must have something to do with him and the newspaper.Seeing that he was about to go out to get the newspaper, he sat at the table and said steadily: "Bring all the newspapers you have here. No matter what is written on it, it is the voice of the people. I have been studying for many years, don't you know Is it better to defend the people's mouth than to defend Sichuan? No matter what the writers write or what the people say, I can stand it."

He could bear it, but county magistrate Yuan couldn't.He intends to let his servants pick out questionable articles, but he doesn't live in the Fugu yamen all his life and never leaves. I'm afraid that after he leaves, he buys newspapers and writes down what he sees in his own head.

He gritted his teeth, asked someone to bring the newspaper as it was, and bowed his head to Song Shi to admit his mistake: "We are a frontier land, the common people rarely see righteousness, and the scholars are also shallow in learning, and there are some places that are not good. Lord Wanwang sees that they are young and ignorant. For the sake of forgiveness."

What's wrong?Does this newspaper still dare to print things against the imperial court?Or criticize him and Huan Ling as officials of the court but blatantly flirting with each other?

That being said, they have all violated the taboos of office romance, homosexuality, and finding a superior to transfer jobs for the sake of a partner.

also……

It's also because he thinks too much, what morals do these local tabloid contributors have!What depth of thought!No matter what court atmosphere!

Flipping the newspaper in half, you can see the double-line headline "Song Taishou Sends Huan Lang A Thousand Miles Away".

Not only did it make a fuss about the privacy of court officials, but the title didn't come up with something fresh and literary. Instead, it was changed directly from the most popular local old play "Song Taizu Sending Jingniang A Thousand Miles Away"! "

The author has something to say: so it is like a flounder, but now it is like a thousand days

From Xu Gan's "Room Thoughts"

Shen Yin knots sorrow, who cares for sorrow?

Nian and Jun are farewell, each in the sky.

The good meeting is not scheduled, and the center is destroyed and hurt.

If you don't worry about meals, you will always be hungry.

Sitting upright and doing nothing, like a king.

At the head of E'e Mountain, there is a long road for thousands of miles.

Your day is far away, depression makes you old.

Life is like a grass in late spring.

When the time is not available again, why worry about yourself?

Every time I recite the great kindness of the past, how can my humble body be protected.

The floating clouds are so oceanic, I hope that you can understand my words.

You can't send it away, but you can't wait for it.

People will reunite when they leave, and you will have no time to return.

Since the king came out, the bright mirror is dark and dead.

Thinking about you is like flowing water, why is it too late?

The miserable season is over, and the orchid leaves wither again.

With a long sigh, Jun Qi comforts me.

Tossing and turning can't sleep, what a long night.

Walk out of the house on tiptoe and look up at the Samsung company.

Self-hate and ambition fail, weeping like a spring.

Sijun sees the scarf to benefit my hard work.

Ande Hong Luanyu, gou this heart.

If the sincerity fails, I scratch my head and stand upright.

If He Yan doesn't see you, there will be no reason for the reunion.

Therefore, it is like a flounder, and now it is like a celestial being.

There is no beginning when people are overwhelmed, and I think you can end it.

Don't come from the ages, how can the old kindness be expected.

Gentlemen especially ridicule to forget the old things again.

Although the body is far away, don't forget the king for a moment.

Thickness is not thinness, thinking about you when you think about it.

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