After Xu Fan got Wang Daokun's advice, he put his doubts in his heart. After staying in Wang Daokun's room for a while, seeing people coming to Wang Daokun to review the manuscript and ask for instructions, Xu Fan got up and left.
Wang Daokun asked: "Aren't you going to see Li Zhuowu? He knows you are coming."
Xu Fan said in surprise: "My foolish brother's name is for Li Zhuowu. I haven't seen him looking for it for so long. I guess he forgot it. Please tell Mr. Nanming."
Wang Daokun agreed and explained for Li Zhi: "He has become more and more crazy in recent years. It is not intentional neglect. Don't blame Yang Zhai - where are you staying today? If there is nothing else, I will be your host and talk to a few old friends." Reminiscing about old times.”
Xu Fan knew that his family no longer had such a big reputation, so he hurriedly declined: "I feel sorry for you! It's just that my foolish brother has a lot of secular affairs. Before coming to Nanjing this time, he had made an appointment to sit with several businessmen from Satsuma country, but he failed to live up to the old gentleman's wishes. .”
Wang Daokun just said something polite to him, and when he saw him refusing, he didn't force himself, so he got up and sent him out.
After seeing off Xu Fan, Wang Daokun turned back, pushed open the door to the editor-in-chief's office and said, "Li Zhuowu! You have pushed all these mundane matters to me, and I have become your butler!"
Li Zhi, who was sitting behind the big case, put down his pen, stood up and said with a smile: "Sorry, brother! Brother has eaten more salt than I have eaten rice. I can only ask brother to take care of such things. If I see this Xu Fan, We have to embarrass him—but we can’t offend people all the time.”
Wang Daokun shook his head and smiled bitterly, changed the subject and asked, "Have you finished reviewing the manuscript tomorrow? If nothing happens, I have to leave for a while. Mr. Tianzhang is coming to Nanjing for surgery, and I will go see him."
Li Zhi heard this and said: "Cheng Yizhi's body and bones are impressive! If it hadn't been for the rapid development of medicine in recent years, this guy would have been dead long ago. I wonder if he has finished compiling "Historical Interpretation"?"
Wang Daokun said with a smile: "I heard that he has burned the old manuscript and is going to re-edit it from scratch."
Li Zhi's eyes widened after hearing this and he said: "Although "Shi Quan" has some features of rubber drums, it is lively and beautiful, which is a pity! Especially since he edited and corrected "Book of Rites" and "Book of Music" based on "Xunzi" and "Book of Music" It's a pity!" After that, he added, "Brother, do you have his old manuscript? Don't throw it away. If he can't compile a new one, then I will print a few copies of the old manuscript and keep it."
Wang Daokun shook his head and said: "Taishi Gong discusses etiquette and music. Although the whole family disagrees, the righteousness is not bad. You are a deviant. When you hear the changes to the classics, you want to have two feet in your ears, but you are evil in your bones. taste."
Li Zhi laughed happily after hearing Wang Daokun's comments about him. While the two were talking and laughing, they heard an urgent knock on the door outside. Li Zhi shouted: "Come in! Knock something!"
Before the voice fell, Hu Yinglin, the youngest deputy editor of Nanjing Daily, had already opened the door and walked in. He held an open brown paper bag in his hand, handed it to Li Zhi and said, "Brother Zhuo Wu, look at this!"
Seeing that he was out of breath, Li Zhi hurriedly said: "There is tea there, Yuan Rui can help himself." Hu Yinglin was not polite and drank water by himself to regain his breath.
When Wang Daokun saw Li Zhi looking down at the manuscript, he smiled at Hu Yinglin and was about to go out. Li Zhi hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Nanming, stay here. You have to help me make up my mind about this -" After saying that, he hissed at the corner of his mouth and cursed: "Mom! They all want to use us as knives!" "
Wang Daokun took the pieces of paper handed over by Li Zhi, glanced at them, and his face suddenly became serious. Because the title on the right side of the first page of this manuscript reads: "Report on the Inside Story of the Miyun Robbery Case"!
Wang Daokun didn't read the content first. When he turned the stack of papers to the last one, he saw the word "Ma Bin" written on the signature, as well as a red fingerprint and a personal seal.
Although he worked at the third level before retiring, Wang Daokun still took a breath like Li Zhi. When I turned to the front to read the content, I saw two familiar names-Wang Chonggu and Zhang Siwei!
Li Zhi gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, when Zhang Wengong passed away, no one dared to show his head. Now that the situation is stable, some people are unwilling to jump out."
Wang Daokun read the manuscript carefully and pondered: "It is said here that the person who colluded with Hu Yong was Wang Chonggu's nephew Wang Quan, and Wang Chonggu knew about it. After Shao Boti caused trouble in the execution ground, Zhang Siwei secretly took action to calm the public opinion and forced Han Bixian to Suicide - time, place, nose and eyes, very real."
Hu Yinglin put down his tea bowl, looked at Li Zhi and said, "Zhuowu, are you going to publish this article? It's clearly stated in it. If it doesn't publish it in Nanjing, it will be published in the capital. If the newspaper office doesn't publish it, then it will be published."
Li Zhi blew out a foul air from his nose and said, "Don't listen to his bluff. This must have hit a snag in the capital before it was mailed to us. If you want to cause political strife, where else can you do it in Nanjing than in the capital?"
Wang Daokun nodded in agreement. Then he reminded: "Zhuowu, you have to be careful when this thing involves the government. If you just post it based on one-sided words, the responsibility will be heavy. You'd better discuss it with Feng Dongjia."
Li Zhi sighed: "This guy went back to his hometown. His uncle died of a sudden illness. He went back to attend funerals. His uncle had no son, so this guy went to be a filial son."
Seeing Wang Daokun's expression of curiosity, Li Zhi hesitated to speak. Then he changed the topic and said: "In your opinion, brother, don't tell me?"
Wang Daokun said: "Since you are communicating with the emperor, why not mail this thing to the emperor together? The emperor has his own disposal."
Hu Yinglin listened and said: "Mr. Nanming! Hu Yong was silenced before. If Shao Boti hadn't disobeyed and saved the death row prisoner at the execution ground, even Han Bixian wouldn't have been exposed! Now, with a ready-made sharp knife in hand, how can we do nothing? ? Always touch the court and dig out some giant beetles!"
Wang Daokun shook his head after hearing this and said: "If we send it out, a political dispute will inevitably happen. This thing looks real, but in fact the possibility is extremely low. The Wang Chonggu and Zhang Siwei families are very rich, but they still lack the coal of Miyun? Just this one , it just doesn’t make sense.”
Although Hu Yinglin in this time and space has been called a "wonder in the world" by Zhu Heng, the "Shi Sou" that made him famous has not yet been written - and he probably won't be able to write it in this lifetime. Now this job is in line with his conceited temperament. After hearing Wang Daokun's words, he looked at Li Zhi and said: "Brother Zhuowu, I think it's okay to send it this way. We publish the letter, but the note may not be credible -"
Wang Daokun saw that he still didn't give up and sat silently. Li Zhuo had no choice but to take over the conversation and said: "Sometimes it's just a matter of stance - no matter how many notes you write, it's useless."
Hu Yinglin felt that Li Zhi had played a soft trick, and he was disappointed: "Li Zhi, who is 'bold and full of consciousness', is nothing more than this." But in the end, the right to publish the article was in the hands of the editor-in-chief, so he could only sigh and leave.
When he left the house, Wang Daokun said to Li Zhi: "You and Dongzhu Feng are brothers. Now that he is not here, you should be more cautious."
Li Zhi knew what Wang Daokun wanted to ask, so he had no choice but to say: "This guy surnamed Feng turns out to be a bad guy. He didn't get to know me until he returned to his hometown this time."
Then he sighed and said, "I thought he and I were friends forever. Who knew that I fell into Feng's plan before I resigned." As he spoke, he pointed to the sky.
Although Wang Daokun's guess was confirmed, he still opened his mouth wide and said in shock: "His uncle is Feng...shuang..."
Li Zhi nodded, "It's him. Some people have known it for a long time, but no one said anything. This guy dared to keep me in the dark for many years. If he hadn't knelt down and kowtowed to apologize this time, I would have given up my life and gone home." .”
Wang Daokun was still in shock and said hoarsely: "Then behind us is -" Li Zhi sighed: "Yes, this newspaper is a chess piece laid out by the emperor in the third year of Wanli. Behind Feng Bangning is Feng Bao. Feng Bao left in the first year of Wanli The capital says something went wrong, but who knows what’s going on inside!”
After saying that, Li Zhi felt an unknown fire rising from his Dantian, and he couldn't help but cursed: "Damn it! This makes me feel unhappy!"
Wang Daokun wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed: "What are you doing if you don't like it? Can you really give up your job?"
A smile appeared on Li Zhi's face and he said: "Why not? I'm not stupid - when it comes to talking about the voice in the world, is there anyone louder than me? Haha!"
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