Lin Shanhai arrived at the government early in the morning.

Lin Shanhai was a polite official during the Huangyou period. He spent a lot of money to become the magistrate of Linchuan. He had no great ambitions. After all, the big man behind him has died in recent years, so it is basically impossible to move up.

However, being a Linchuan magistrate is still very comfortable and admired by thousands of people in the county, which makes him very enthusiastic about work, so he is the first to come and the last to leave every day. In terms of diligence, he is indeed commendable.

When he came in the morning, he habitually read the official documents first.

There are no official documents in the official document basket, and he actively deals with them every day, so there is no accumulation of goods.

However, when he saw a scroll of paper, Lin Shanhai took it over, looked at it for a few seconds, and shouted outside: "Old Li, help me make tea and deliver it inside. Someone who visited me said I had something to do today!"

The voice was quite anxious.

"Okay, I'll bring it over right away."

Someone outside responded.

Lin Shanhai hurried to the study room, spread out the paper roll, and it clearly stated on it - The Song Dynasty Weekly.

"...Tsk tsk, it's amazing. The names written by the official's personal handwriting include articles by Wen Xianggong, Ouyang Xianggong, Zeng Xianggong, Fu Privy Councilor, Zhang Jixiang and others, as well as many articles by young talents. This weekly report is amazing!

...Looking at this content, politics, military, economy and finance, transportation, agriculture... many industries and fields are involved. After reading this newspaper, I suddenly felt that I was aware of the major affairs of the world. It was true that scholars didn’t go out and were familiar with the world!”

Lin Shanhai looked at it with relish. He felt that his eyes crossed the mountains and forests of Jiangxi and turned to the entire Song Empire. The entire Song Empire gradually formed a clearer picture in his mind.

“Huh…?”

Lin Shanhai stopped looking at a name.

There is a frustrated man in Linchuan.

His name is Deng Kaofu.

Deng Kaofu passed the Jinshi in Jiayou's second year and then served as an official for several years. However, because there was an accident in the river canal, he was dismissed. In recent years, he simply stopped his career and devoted himself to writing books at his home in Linchuan.

Because he was a job and lost his official position, the fellow villagers did not give enough respect.

Especially the local officials, no one went to care about their well-being.

Lin Shanhai and Deng Kaofu are fellow villagers. Although they don’t take much care of Deng Kaofu, they will visit them occasionally, and their relationship is actually quite good.

And now, Deng Kaofu's name is actually in this Song Dynasty Weekly!

What does it mean in the Song Dynasty Weekly?

First, it means that Deng Kaofu's name will be seen by scholars all over the world, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is famous all over the world;

Second, it means that Deng Kaofu's name will also enter the eyes of his minister in the court, and even enter the eyes of His Majesty.

No matter which one it is, it means that Deng Kaofu is no longer unknown.

Lin Shanhai's eyes slid into the invitation notice, and the editor's name came into view. When he saw the editor-in-chief's name, Lin Shanhai's eyes were slightly slight - Zeng Gong!

Lin Shanhai flipped forward and looked at the author's name.

"...Su Shi, Su Zhe, Wang Shao, Ouyang Bian, Zhang Heng, Cheng Yi... in the second year of Jiayou!"

Lin Shanhai's eyes were shiny.

"... Old Deng is also a Jinshi in Jiayou's second year, so he is working hard in the same year. All the Jinshi in Jiayou's second year are going to be at a high level!

With Zeng Gong in the Song Dynasty Weekly, the Jinshi in Jiayou for the second year would not have to worry about not having any channels to speak out, and the opportunity to not be seen by the ministers in the court... Deng Kaofu, he is about to develop!"

"Come here, prepare a sedan chair!"

Lin Shanhai shouted loudly.

...

People with a keen sense of smell are not just one forest, mountain and sea.

There were many sedan chairs outside the bamboo forest where Deng Kaofu lived in seclusion, and when Lin Shanhai came, he couldn't squeeze through.

Lin Shanhai looked at the style of the sedan chair.

"...Haha, they are all smart people. The Xu family, the Wang family, the Sun family, the Du family... are all local big families. No wonder, Old Deng really wants to send it this time!"

Lin Shanhai sneered.

Lin Shanhai was quite patient. He only visited Deng Kaofu after all the visitors had dispersed.

Although Deng Kaofu was tired, his face was flushed. When he saw Lin Shanhai, he laughed: "Brother Lin is here!"

Lin Shanhai is not a stranger, so he was not embarrassed and said with a smile: "Brother Deng is finally here to operate."

Deng Kaofu smiled bitterly: "It's a scholar who is useless. After wasting so many years, I'm really not used to it. I thought I'd be thinking about the whole life of Qingdian, but now it seems that this world of fame and fortune is about to enter again."

Lin Shanhai carefully observed Deng Kaofu's expression, and with a smug smile, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, but his face was very sincere: "Brother Deng, you can't escape after all. I think Brother Deng will be reused soon."

Deng Kaofu said humbly: "What do you value and not value? I think I am the prime minister in the mountains and have his own talents;

He called himself Mr. Wenchang, and he had a meaning.

It cannot be used in a prosperous era, and there is no regret, because it is destined to be heaven."

Lin Shanhai smiled and said, "Brother Deng is the prime minister in the court. What kind of prime minister in the mountains are you? Your old age is waiting for you."

Deng Kaofu didn't know if he was not scheming or wanted to show his strength. He was a little ashamed when he heard this: "Zeng Zigu wrote me a letter to invite me, saying that Ouyang Jimo had no time, so he asked him to write such a letter, which also had this meaning. Alas, Ji Mo was the same year, and he has not forgotten me yet, and I have given up on myself over the years and have never written to him. I am so ashamed."

"Ji Mo..." Lin Shanhai chewed for a moment, "The surname is Ouyang... In the same year as Jiayou, hiss, is it that son!"

Lin Shanhai said carefully: "Brother Deng, the Ouyang Jimo you mentioned is Ouyang Bian, the son of Ouyang Xianggong?"

Deng Kaofu smiled and said, "Jiayou's second-year Jinshi list, Ouyang Bianlist, is famous all over the world. Brother Lin wouldn't he not know, right?"

Lin Shanhai laughed: "Yes, the top scholar Ouyang Bian... I remember the top scholar seems to be the master of the imperial edict now?"

Deng Kaofu nodded with a smile: "I heard from Brother Zigu that this is indeed the case. Oh, I am the same old man, not to mention my amazing talent, but the key is to be particularly friendly.

Jiayou's second year list of Jinshi is very talented in the same year. I am such an inconspicuous person. I can still remember me in the same year. It's really..."

Speaking of this, Deng Kaofu even cried.

Lin Shanhai also moistened his eyes and felt moved for Deng Kaofu's feelings in the same year.

Grandma, why didn’t I have such an age like this?

Oh, no, I can’t pass the Jinshi exam at all. I’m not even a Jinshi. I’m just a trash for a noble official!

Now, tears rolled down Lin Shanhai's eyes.

I'm just trash.
Chapter completed!