Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Although Zhang Dun was not yet sixty years old, he looked older than an ordinary man in his seventies. Perhaps it was because of the eight years since Yuanyou, when he was nominally an imperial supervisor but actually exiled, that his frustration prematurely consumed the vitality of this old number one scholar. The old man in front of him could not be connected with the young talent in his early twenties who had twice made it onto the list of the best and the most talented scholar.

Zhang Dun sighed, "If someone else had said these things to me, I would have thought that the old guys in the court were worried and were trying to test me. But you, ah."

"You are a famous hero in the martial arts world, so when did you think of getting involved in the muddy waters of the imperial court?"

Murong Fu smiled and said, "When you are in a high position in the government, you worry about the people; when you are far away in the rivers and lakes, you worry about your ruler. If you advance, you worry; if you retreat, you worry. So when will you be happy? You must worry about the worries of the world first, and then be happy about the happiness of the world. Prime Minister Zhang has been away from the government for only eight years. Has he been far away from the rivers and lakes with his body and mind?"

Zhang Dun sighed, "The affairs of the world are beyond the knowledge of young men like you. Since Wang Jinggong was dismissed from his post, most of the new laws have been abolished. Although the late emperor supported himself and made some patchwork in the official system, it was far from Wang Jinggong's original intention. In the eight years since the late emperor's death, the new laws have been completely abolished. Those who vigorously carried out the reform during the Xifeng years were demoted and some died. Not to mention that I have long been away from the court, even if I am still in the court now, what can I do?"

Murong Fu said: "Prime Minister Zhang is wrong. The so-called temporary frustration is nothing more than the fact that the current Emperor Yuanyou was still young when he ascended the throne, so there is a saying that the Empress Dowager was behind the scenes to rule the country and change the mother for the son. However, now eight years have passed, the emperor has grown up, and the Empress Dowager is old. There will be a day when the emperor will return the power. Will the emperor do nothing at that time? Now is the time for promising people like Prime Minister Zhang to come forward to govern the country and benefit the people."

"Even if the emperor takes power, with the Sima family's years of experience in the court, and the emperor's years of education under the influence of the Empress Dowager, will he change his ways? My dear nephew, with your ability, although you may not be able to become famous in the Fengchi, it is easy to fight for fame and honor by joining the frontier. Even if you don't want to associate with a bunch of crude warriors, it is not difficult for you to donate a tiny amount of your wealth to make a name for yourself. Why bother me, an old man?"

At the end of his speech, Zhang Dun couldn't help but laugh at himself, half mocking Murong Fu and half mocking himself.

Murong Fu's heart sank: It seemed that even if he didn't hide anything and communicated frankly, it would be difficult to convince this old number one scholar with his limited skills.

"My dear nephew, you have come from afar and are exhausted by the journey. Why don't you stay in the small temple for a few days and let me show my hospitality as a host."

However, Murong Fu was not in a hurry, as he had already anticipated this situation.

"Okay, then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

Zhang Dun sat back and continued to stare at the chess board, thinking hard.

Murong Fu turned around and walked slowly away from the pile of rocks.

Murong Fu had just taken a few steps when he heard a loud and powerful shout from behind: "Slow down!"

Murong Fu smiled and turned back: "Uncle, do you have any other advice?"

Zhang Dun took two steps forward and asked, "Where did you learn this move?"

Murong Fu said: "It's just that I saw you making a move while thinking, why are you surprised?"

Zhang Dun excitedly held Murong Fu's hand, his voice trembling a little.

"Do you know where this game of chess came from?"

Murong Fu smiled secretly in his heart, but still pretended to be confused: "I really don't know."

Zhang Dun was such a smart man. Otherwise, others would never pass the imperial examination in their lifetime. Not only did he pass, he passed twice, and once he was the top scorer. This was a unique story in the Song Dynasty. He only observed Murong Fu's expression and guessed what was going on. He just asked uncertainly, "Did you inherit the mantle of that old man?"

"Which old man?"

Zhang Dun sighed: "Why do you have to pretend to be ignorant when you know the truth? Of course you are Mr. Smart and Debatable." He was not a martial artist, so he did not call Su Xinghe a senior.

Seeing that the other party had made his words so clear, Murong Fu no longer pretended to be confused: "That's not the case. Mr. Congbian and I are not master and disciple, but brothers from the same school."

Zhang Dun sighed and said, "As expected, as expected. Alas, I really envy your good fortune."

"I never thought that my uncle and my Xiaoyao Sect have such a connection?"

"Xiaoyao Sect? So, that old gentleman is a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect? No wonder he has such a godly character."

Zhang Dun sighed, his eyes lost in memories: "That year was the eighth year of Yuanfeng, and the previous emperor had just passed away three months ago. The struggle between the old and new parties in the court became increasingly fierce. Under the leadership of Sima the old thief, the officials in the court who supported Wang Jinggong's reform resigned one after another, and I was no exception. I received a transfer order and was sent to Ruzhou as the governor. At that time, I knew that the days that followed would be one of repeated demotions, and I would end up spending the rest of my life in some desolate place."

"I think it would be better to just quit my job and go east, so as to avoid being humiliated by the jailers in the future. My father just passed away, so I took this opportunity to ask for a period of mourning and take charge of the palace."

"Who knew that I still underestimated the despicable means of those so-called moral gentlemen who seemed to be righteous and righteous."

"When I arrived in Runan, I suddenly encountered a group of hundreds of bandits. My old servant risked his life to save me and let me change into his clothes to escape. After being stabbed by the bandits, I passed out."

"When I woke up, I found myself in a valley. My wounds had long since healed. A white-haired old man was in the valley, pondering over a chess game all day long."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Murong Fu couldn't help but sigh: This world is really too small.

"Later, I discovered that although the old man was deaf and dumb, he seemed to know everything and could do everything. He was proficient in astrology, medicine, divination, music, chess, calligraphy and painting. His occasional, calm advice broadened my horizons."

"At that time, I was disheartened and thought that I would live a carefree life in the mountains and rivers. However, no matter how I begged, the old man just pretended to be deaf and dumb and pondered the chess game. I thought that if I could solve the chess game, the old man would agree to accept me as his disciple, so I pondered the game for seven days. However, in the end, I ended up vomiting blood and fainting."

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 didn't kill you to silence you, nor did he cut off your tongue or deafen your ears. I'm afraid he saw your talent and didn't have the heart to ruin you."

Zhang Dun said, "I'm very curious, how did you come up with this trick of taking off the boots with the sixteenth man upside down? I have been thinking hard for the past eight years, and I am still one step short, but I don't know where I am missing."

Murong Fu smiled and said, "It's actually very simple, just four words."

"What four words?"

"If you don't break, you won't stand!"

“No destruction, no construction?!”

"Yes, that's exactly it."