Although Zhang Dun is not in his sixties, he looks older than an ordinary 70-year-old man. Perhaps he has been called Guanguan for eight years since Yuanyou, but he is actually unsuccessful in exile and consumes this old man too early.
The vitality of the top scorer, the old man in front of him, could not be associated with the young talent who was in his early twenties and twice on the Dragon and Tiger List.
Zhang Dun sighed: "If someone else had said these words to me, I would just think that the old guys in the court were worried and deliberately beat me up and tested me. You, alas."
"You are so famous heroes in the world. When did you get the mind to come to this muddy water in the temple again?"
Murong Fu smiled and said, "When you live in a high temple, you worry about the people; when you live in a far away world, you worry about your king. If you advance, you worry about your progress and retreat, you worry about when you go back, but when will you be happy? He must say, worry about the world before worry about it,
After the world is happy. Zhang Xiang has been away from the temple for only eight years. Is it that even his body and heart always far away from the world?"
Zhang Dun sighed: "The world is not something you and the young men can know. Since Wang Jinggong rescinded the prime minister again, most of the new law has been abolished. Although the old emperor supported it independently, he has done some slits and patched the official system, and it is ultimately
Stay away from Wang Jinggong's original intention. In the past eight years after the death of the old emperor, the new law has been gone. The group of people who reformed vigorously during the Xifeng period were demoted and died. Not to mention that I have been far away from the temple, but I am still here now
What can I do in the court?”
Murong Fu said: "Zhang Xiang's words are different. The so-called temporary disappointment is simply because the current situation of Emperor Yuanyou ascending the throne is in a state of age, so there is a saying that the Empress Dowager will rule the country from behind the curtain and change her son with her mother. However, eight years have passed,
The official family has long been adults, and the Empress Dowager is old and will eventually return to power. Will the official family do nothing at that time? Now it is a promising person like Zhang Xiang who comes out to manage the world and help the people.
Time."
"Even if the officials are in charge of the government, with the Sima Party's background of working in the court for many years, and with the influence of the empress dowager's education for many years, will the officials change their courses at that time? Nephew, with your ability, it may not be possible.
Fengchi became famous, but it was easy to get fame with one sword and one shot. He just didn't want to join a group of vulgar martial artists, and gave up his wealth to the world's wealth and wanted to donate his fame.
It’s not difficult, so why bother to burn the old man, my cold stove?"
At the end, Zhang Dun couldn't help laughing at himself, half mocking Murong Fu and half mocking himself.
Murong Fu's heart sank: It seems that even if he doesn't hide it and communicates frankly, it is difficult to impress this old top scholar with his own knowledge.
"A nephew came from afar and was exhausted. It would be better to linger in Xiaoguan for a few days, so that the old man could finish his friendship with the landlord."
However, Murong Fu was not in a hurry, and he had expected this situation long ago.
"Okay, then it's better to obey your orders than respect."
Zhang Dun sat back, continued to stare at the chess game, and thought hard.
Murong Fu turned around and deliberately walked slowly outside the pile of rocks.
Murong Fu had just walked a few steps when he heard a loud shout from behind: "Slow!"
Murong Fu smiled and turned back: "What advice does Shiwang have?"
Zhang Dun came forward in two steps: "Where did you learn this step?"
Murong Fu said, "It's just that I just saw Shi Bo Si Suo give me a son, why be surprised?"
Zhang Dun held Murong Fu's hand excitedly, his voice trembling a little.
"Do you know where this game of chess comes from?"
Murong Fu laughed in his heart, but was still pretending to be confused: "I really don't know."
Zhang Dun is such a smart person. Otherwise, others would not have failed the Jinshi exam in their entire lives. Not only did he pass the exam, he also won twice in a row. One of them was the top scorer. It is unique in the Song Dynasty. He only observed Murong Fu's
With a look, he guessed the whole story, but asked inconscientiously: "Have you inherited the old man's mantle?"
"Which old man?"
Zhang Dun sighed: "Why do you have to pretend to be confused when you understand? Of course, he is Mr. Congbian." He is not a martial arts world, so he does not call Su Xinghe a senior.
Seeing that the other party had already said so clearly, Murong Fu no longer pretended to be confused: "It's not so. Mr. Congbian and I are not masters and apprentices, but brothers of the same school."
Zhang Dun sighed and said, "Sure enough, indeed. Alas, I really envy your blessing."
"I didn't expect that Shi Bo and my Xiaoyao Sect will have this fate?"
"Xiaoyao Sect? It turns out that old man is a disciple of this "Xiaoyao Sect"? No wonder he is so good at the gods."
Zhang Dun sighed quietly, his eyes fell into memories: "That year was the eighth year of Yuanfeng, and the late emperor had just passed away in March. The struggle between the old and new parties in the court became increasingly fierce. Under the auspices of Sima Laozhe, he supported the court.
The group of officials who reformed Wang Jinggong were all gone, and I was no exception. I received the transfer order and was sent to the governor of Ruzhou. At that time, I knew that the days that followed would be demoted again and again, and in the end I spent some wild place.
The rest of your life.”
"I think instead of doing this, it is better to just go east, so as not to humiliate the prisoner in the future. As soon as my father passed away, I took this opportunity to ask for my own sorrow and raise the palace."
"Who knew that I still underestimated the despicable methods of those so-called moral gentlemen."
"After the territory of Runan, I suddenly encountered a group of bandits of 100 people. The old servants at home tried to save me and asked me to change into his clothes to escape. After being stabbed by the bandits, I fainted."
"When I woke up later, I found that I was in a valley and my wounds had already healed. A white-haired old man was thinking hard about a chess game all day long..."
Murong Fu couldn't help but sigh: This world is too small.
"Later I found out that although the old man was deaf and dumb, he seemed to know everything and could do everything. He was good at astrology, medicine, divination, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and occasionally he was silent and guided me.
The horizon is wide open."
"At that time, I was discouraged and thought that it would be fine between Xiaoyao Linquan from now on. Who knew that if I could ask, the old man just pretended to be deaf and mute and thought hard about the chess game. I thought maybe I had solved the chess game, and the old man would do it.
I promised to accept me as my disciple and thought about this situation for seven consecutive days. However, in the end, I ended up with a bleak coma and vomiting blood."
When talking about the past, the old prime minister's tone was full of sighs and infinite desolation.
Murong Fu thought to himself: "You are lucky. Su Xinghe did not kill you to silence you, nor did he cut your tongue. His ears were deaf. I was afraid that he would like to have your talent and could not bear to ruin you."
Zhang Dun said: "I'm very curious, how did you come up with this trick to take off your boots? I have thought hard over the past eight years, but I've finally got one step away, but I don't know what the difference is.
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Murong Fu smiled and said, "It's actually very simple, it's just four words."