The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty - Chapter 245

Because information dissemination in ancient times took a certain amount of time, after about five or six days, people began to come to find Zheng Ping, and the number of people gradually increased. Zheng Ping kept getting acquainted with her old friends every day.

When many children were separated, they were not very old. After seeing the news directly or indirectly, they were new and excited in their hearts. Although I haven’t seen each other for many years, I don’t remember much of that year, but after meeting each other, everyone would still cry.

Fortunately, Yun Yan organized a party and invited all those who had been found to a restaurant.

The scene after the meeting was really touching, and everyone shed tears when they mentioned the past.

Li Zeyun followed along to record, and he actually cried for a few scenes.

Yun Yan looked back when Li Zeyun was crying and was numb. He took out the veil from his arms and handed him to wipe his tears. No way, Li Zeyun’s own strip has long been useless.

“Woo…” Li Zeyun wiped his tears and said, “Sir, I am going back these few days, my lady is strange, why my eyes are swollen.”

Li Zeyun’s wife did not dare to ask at the beginning, thinking that he was wronged at work, fearing that it would hurt his self-esteem.

“Haha, the people who read your report cried the same as you.” Yun Yan smiled back.

Li Zeyun published three reports on the matter in the past few days, and one follow-up report on the search for rice cakes.

The editor-in-chief didn’t ask him to do it, but he was really touched that day. After returning, he wrote a report with sincere feelings. After passing it up, the editor-in-chief immediately typeset and decided to use it.

The editor-in-chief feels that their “Tokyo Daily”, as the first and only official media of the Song Dynasty, should not only stand up to reflect social phenomena, but also focus on these small details, which also shows the folk customs of the Song Dynasty.

As a result, the publication of this report was indeed very popular, which made many people feel deeply moved and made a lot of tears. Yun Yanhui learned of the response from Li Zeyun, was a little surprised at first, and then understood.

People in this era are confined to living standards and are more “sentimental” because their contacts are different from modern people, and their parting is more different from modern people.

Therefore, the kind of “missing” described in the article, everyone feels the same, and has had a similar experience, this subject is very grounded.

Coupled with the magical role played by the “Tokyo Daily”, you can see that through a piece of news published in the newspaper, it connects two people who have not met for decades, and even they were only customers and vendors. A trivial but unfulfilled wish… For them, this is a wonderful miracle.

Thin paper can speak to the world and carry the vision and happiness in people’s hearts. It can be said that this is not only a touching story, but also an extremely successful marketing, which fully reflects the Tokyo Daily “Influence, once again elevated its position.

After seeing the report, many people were interested in the story. Some of them went to visit the old man Fan, and some even asked him how to make rice cakes that can be remembered for so long.

Immediately afterwards, follow-up reports on the tracing of Ciyouzhuang also came out. The long-lost partners reunited for a long time, which is even more attractive. Everyone who hadn’t seen each other for so long was reunited because of an announcement.

——I heard that some people have already moved out. Although they don’t read newspapers, there are people who are loyal readers in the area. When they saw this, they told others about it. Although this person could not arrive in person, he sent a letter to the address left in the notice.

Those who were still on the sidelines for a while, turned to the Tokyo Daily, hoping to fund the publication of various announcements.

They all have people and things they want to find. Some are like Zheng Ping and want to find friends who have been lost many years ago, some are like Fu Yunfeng, who are obsessed with certain food that is no longer there, and some even post clues. , Claiming to have lost a child many years ago with a certain kind of birthmark somewhere on his body, what if this child could see it?

Li Zeyun’s reputation grew because of those reports. Many people also said that he liked the rice cake news he wrote the most. His wife cried after seeing the news, and then she realized why her husband came back with red eyes every day.

Li Zeyun said while wiping his tears: “Sir, our editor-in-chief said that we are considering opening a column to report on the more interesting follow-ups of missing people and objects.”

“This is a good thing. Did he ask you to be the chief writer?” Yun Yan smiled back.

“You guessed it? Yes,” Li Zeyun wanted to cry and laugh again, “I’m afraid, you said, if I keep doing these things in the future, will my eyes be better?”

“Then I will give you another direction.” Yun Yan said solemnly back.

Li Zeyun scratched his head, “What direction?”

Yun Yan replied: “I heard that after your news appeared in the newspaper, many people ran to find Mr. Fan, some who learned art, and some who wanted to try that rice cake at a high price. I also read the report. In addition to the bonus, it’s also because you described the rice cake, which is pretty good…”

Li Zeyun faintly felt that he had touched something, “You mean…”

Yun Yan replied: “You might as well apply to do a food column. Although this search for love column will be hot in a short time, after all, the food will last forever. Do you remember when I told you that day that food is the most moving thing? ?”

“…” Li Zeyun said numbly, “I thought you were joking.”

Yun Yan replied with dissatisfaction: “How can I make a joke about eating!”

Li Zeyun said bitterly: “Sir, why do you want to tie everything up with what you eat.”

Yun Yan pinched his neck back, “Why, you don’t want to write?”

Li Zeyun said painfully: “Sir, I still want to write a report that can be remembered and more influential…”

This is understandable. Li Zeyun has ideals at his age. He also told Yun Yan his true thoughts. Although there may be a lot of tears, but how you look at it, this column of seeking love is more connotative.

It is conceivable that there will be a lot of food followers, but Li Zeyun feels that he may be embarrassed to tell others that he is the reporter who wrote this…

Yun Yan returned his hand and hummed: “It seems that you and I are not fellow travelers.”

Li Zeyun complained: “Who can be a fellow traveler with you… I only have a pair of legs, so I can’t walk so much.”

“… For the sake of your flattery, I won’t talk about you.” Yun Yan rubbed his hands back, “but I still think it’s a pity, you have great potential in writing food. What a pity!”

The influence of “Tokyo Daily” is unquestionable, but there is still a lot of potential that has not been developed. Yun Yan regretted Li Zeyun’s refusal to do big things with him, and wanted to get things done, so he planned to find another writer in his heart.

Think about it, maybe most of the reporters of the Tokyo Daily have the same ideas as Li Zeyun. It’s better to find someone else to play as an interest, so that they can see what is called an eternal hot topic.

“What?! You are Shuangyi? A lot has changed!” Yun Yanhui’s attention was attracted by someone’s exclamation. He turned his head to see, but there was a small partner over there looking at Shuangyi in surprise.

Shuang Yi took Shen Kuo’s arm and nodded reservedly.

That person: “Really… It’s been a long time, I’m Ximei, do you remember? At that time, we all liked Saburo and we always quarreled.”

Shuangyi: “…”

Shen Kuo: “…”

Shuangyi said haha, “All children like to play with older children, do you have children? How old are you?” Shuangyi changed the subject, and the Ximei started to talk to her about her children happily. , Shuangyi was afraid of insufficient insurance, and pushed Shen Kuo back to Yunyan.

Shen Kuo reluctantly walked to the side of Yun Yanhui and said dullly: “Why haven’t you told me about this?”

Yun Yan laughed back to death, thinking how Shen Kuo resembled Zhao Yunchu, “How old was Shuangyi at that time? Isn’t it because children like to play together, Ximei is too exaggerated.”

Children also have preferences, and they are willing to play with popular children. This kind of like is very pure, just like Zhao Youwu likes to play with little tiger.

Shen Kuoyu, and Yun Yan said back that he was stingy when he cares about children, but Ximei’s words do sound uncomfortable.

Yun Yan recalled that Shen Kuo’s writing style was also very good, and he had fun in life, so he invited him to write a food review and made a big mess.

“…Although there is no way to open a column for us, but we can be a clear stream in the literature and art section. I will throw food essays there. I will be responsible for planning. You will be the chief writer and eat together…”

Shen Kuo waved his hand, “No, I’m busy.”

Yun Yan asked what he was busy with, he said: “The military supervisor is busy, I will accompany Shuangyi after I’m busy…” Shen Kuo whispered a little bit shyly, “Shuangyi’s body has been recuperated.”

Yun Yan knew what he meant when he heard this. He was about to have a baby.

When Shen Kuo said that, Yun Yan was embarrassed to get someone into the company when he returned. He was still waiting to be an uncle, so he put Shen Kuo on his shoulders and said, “Since this is the case, you should work harder to be a father next year. Medical heirlooms, I don’t worry about you!”

Shen Kuo smiled and nodded, suddenly remembering something, and cautiously asked: “Zhufeng, you are not young anymore…”

Yun Yan had obtained Renzong’s permission when he returned, and he was even less worried, “Start a business first and then get a family.”

This reason seems very sufficient for a workaholic, but Shen Kuo always feels that there is something wrong. He has only come to Beijing two years ago, so it is a bit weird to see Yun Yanhui and Zhao Yunchu.

But how could Shen Kuo say this kind of speculation, he didn’t dare to mention it on Shuangyi’s side.

At this moment, Shen Kuo is inconvenient, but the doubts in his heart are getting heavier and heavier.

Yun Yan knew that Shen Kuo and Shuangyi were preparing for pregnancy. The more he thought about it, the happier he became. He felt that holding a baby next year should not be a problem, and decided to prepare some supplies for pregnant women and infants in advance.

…

After this party was over, it was already mid-afternoon, and everyone vented some emotions, and they agreed to meet again in the future to bid farewell to each other.

Li Zeyun went back to write the manuscript, Shuangyi and Zheng Ping went home separately, and Yun Yan had to go to Kaifeng Mansion when he returned.

Half a year was almost here, but Yun Yan at the Charity Bureau didn’t want to leave for a while and couldn’t live without it, so he decided to continue for two months and return after finishing the work.

Therefore, Yun Yan had to go to Kaifeng Mansion to go through the formalities, anyway, living close to home was just a matter of convenience.

Yun Yanhui went to Zhao Yunchu’s study after finishing the formalities in the mansion. Zhao Yunchu was reading the dossier and saw Yun Yan coming back. He smiled and said, “How about today’s party?”

“Crying like a ball.” Yun Yan replied lightly, “but they all cried with a smile.”

The two exchanged information with each other about what happened today. Yun Yan said back that Li Zeyun had pursued his ideals, and refused to work with him on major events. Shen Kuo and Shuang Yi wanted to get pregnant, but they refused.

Zhao Yunchu is busy with daily government affairs, and his writing is too dry for describing food, otherwise he would have been asked for his life. Now he comforts Yun Yan and replied: “You can definitely find someone, what a good idea!”

Zhao Yunchu blew Yunyan back thousands of times in his heart. How good it is to taste delicious food with friends of three or five, and then write essays and throw them in the newspaper, so that the old folks in the city know how interesting life is!

It would be boring to do it alone. At least Yun Yanhui’s preference is so. Although tasting it alone will not make it unpalatable, it will be more interesting if you have a like-minded friend.

Yun Yan replied: “Well, I also think, the big deal is that I will wait a few more years, Fatty Su will grow up too…”

When Zhao Yunchu heard the second half of his vague sentence, he curiously asked: “What fat man?”

“Nothing.” At this moment, Yun Yanhui suddenly heard a familiar voice outside.

“Lao Wang, the **** of the fish soup in the morning is less, I only drank half a bowl, it was too fishy!” Bai Yutang’s voice came from a high place.

Lao Wang was a cook in the canteen. He explained: “Fifth Lord! Today is not enough ginger, so I put a little bit less, really just a little bit. Have you tasted this too?”

Yun Yan pushed the window open and saw Bai Yutang sitting on the roof, seriously emphasizing with the chef passing by: “How many times have I said, you must be careful and careful, without ginger, why don’t you get ready earlier?”

Yun Yan returned to sweat profusely, “Did he start to manage the kitchen when I was away?”

He said, but suddenly thought of something, and turned to look at Zhao Yunchu.

Zhao Yunchu hesitated and said, “Is this all right? Bai Yutang’s mouth…very poisonous.”

Yun Yan replied: “High standards.”

Zhao Yunchu asked again: “Will he write?”

Yun Yan replied: “Anyway, he wrote poems, there is a culture.”

Zhao Yunchu: “…Then, can he agree?”

Yun Yan and Zhao Yunchu looked at each other for a while, then turned their heads and shouted, “Fifth Master Bai——!!!”