"Sell newspapers! Sell newspapers! The first issue of the Tianshi!"

"Editor-in-chief of the Grand Secretary of Nanshufang Jie, Yingtian Times of the Ming Dynasty!"

In the past few days, the weather has become more and more normal, and I have a slight sense of spring in previous years. As the weather improves, the worries brought by the floods in Huaibei a few days ago were immediately forgotten.

There were more people on the streets and alleys.

At the foot of the emperor, there has always been no shortage of idle people who have free money and leisure time. They gather in groups in teahouses, listening to books, tasting tea, or talking jokes.

A few boys suddenly appeared on the street, waving the newspapers in their hands to hawk, attracting everyone in the long street to look at each other.

"What is newspaper?"

"Editor-in-chief of Jie Dacaizi?"

A newspaper boy just talked about an open-air teahouse with a pergola, but he was stopped by a wealthy official.

"Hey, boy, what is this newspaper?" asked the official.

"It's the new thing about our Ming Dynasty!" The newspaper boy smiled, "It covers all kinds of things in the world from ancient times to the present..."

"Hi! I haven't heard of it!" The official laughed, "How much does it cost!"

When the newspaper boy saw that the business was coming, he nodded and said with a smile, "Ten cents are a share!"

"Hiss!" The official frowned immediately, "It's not cheap!"

You can buy ten big meat buns for ten cents, and you can listen to music and books for a day.

I have money in my pocket, but I don’t spend money like this. Is it money? I should save money and spend it, so that I can last long.

Seeing that the official's institution hesitated, the newspaper boy immediately shouted, "Look, this newspaper is compiled by Wenquxing. It is printed by the Ministry of Works of the Ming Dynasty. It uses good paper. Selling ten quotas is not enough for paper money..." As he said, he saw that the official's institution seemed to be feeling distressed and hesitant, and then said, "How about you and a few masters buy one together, and everyone will read it together?"

"Forget it!" The official waved his hand, "No!"

The newspaper boy suddenly became anxious. They were all children of poor families in the capital. They finally found such an errand to sell newspapers. If they couldn't sell a single piece, they would have to drink the northwest wind this day.

Immediately, the boy's eyes lit up.

He raised the newspaper in his hand and shouted in the curious eyes of everyone on the street, "Selling newspapers and newspapers, Long live the oral orders of the emperor, the minister of the Southern Study, Zhu Gaochi, the prince of the Prince of Yan, the secretary of the Integrity Yuan, Bao Zhao, the commander of the Jinyiwei, He Guangyi. The three departments of the Ministry of Justice of the Dali Temple of the Criminal Court, and the case of the prince-consort Fu Zhong and Wang Ning selling private salt."

"Selling newspapers and selling newspapers, the imperial envoy Xin Yande started a massacre in Huaibei, and thirty-two corrupt officials..."

"Wait a minute!" The official who felt that ten cents were very painful just now stopped the newspaper boy, "The prince consort sells private salt? How can he judge if he didn't say anything?"

"I said it, it was written on it?" The newspaper boy raised the newspaper and smiled, "But the young one can't say it!" Then he smiled slightly, "Selling newspaper..."

Suddenly, a shout came from the tea stall next to it, "Get one!"

Immediately afterwards, a burly man stepped forward, threw out a handful of money, took a newspaper and returned to his tea stall.

Everyone looked at them and there were several powerful men from Kong Wu on the stall over there, surrounded by a young man with a jade-like face.

"Okay, okay, let's have one!" The official was not worried anymore, and reached out to pay for a newspaper.

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The newspaper is very thick, two or three folds together, and it still has some weight in your hand.

The above are all fair small calligraphy, printed clearly and with a bit of ink fragrance.

"Mr. Liu, come and read it. When I see these words, my mind hurts!" The official gave the newspaper to a Confucian scholar at the same table.

The latter took it over and saw a few big words printed in the most conspicuous place, "The case of the prince consort selling private salt!"

"The son-in-law Fu Zhong, the founding hero, was the son of Fu Ying, and the son-in-law of the Supreme Emperor Shouchun."

"The son-in-law Lu Xian, the son of the former Marquis of Ji'an..."

With this thought, his mind was filled with the fun of watching the fun and listening to stories.

These names in the newspaper are all the big names that these little people can't afford to offend, and they are people from two worlds. But suddenly, they heard that these big people have become prisoners of sin, and they have a little bit of inquiry in their hearts.

But more, watch the fun, gloat and enjoy it!

"The prince of the Ming Dynasty violated the law and committed the same crime as the common people!" Liu Xianggong continued to recite, "So, His Highness, the prince of the King of the Southern Study, wrote a letter to the emperor, the sons of the nobles involved in the case, the royal prince consort, the salt transportation officials, the salt merchants, etc. They also confiscated their property to control the flood in Huaibei. They were all beheaded according to the law and killed one to warn a hundred!"

Suddenly, the surroundings were quiet for a while.

Then someone took the lead and shouted, "Okay!"

"happy!"

"Just do it!"

Immediately afterwards, I began to talk all over the place.

"These bastards have been missing nothing since they were born. They have been prosperous, rich and wealthy all their lives, and they are still poor in their greed and selling their own salt?"

"All corrupt officials and tyrants should be killed! Just like the price of those pharmacies increased a few days ago, and it would be right to kill them!"

"Hey, if you deal with it like this, then according to the Ming Dynasty, all the property is confiscated and the national treasury will be charged, and all the female family members will be sent to the Education Office or sent to Luzon, Yunnan. Male students will not be allowed to be enrolled within three generations... Hey, it should be retribution!"

"Tsk tsk, that's the prince consort! I'm going to lose my head?"

"What's wrong with the prince consort? Haven't you heard that the prince violated the law and committed the same crime as the common people. Your prince consort has a ball? To put it nicely, he is the prince consort. To put it nicely, he just fucks him and he just goes back into the door?"

"Hey, I want me to tell you that the current Yongchang Master of the Ming Dynasty is also tough enough! The prince consort broke the law and chopped him, and he would not leave any room for anything!"

"Bah, what's wrong with the fifth uncle, King Zhou? Isn't it better than the prince-consort? Isn't it still encircled Fengyang, and even the title of king?"

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cough!

With a cough, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The person who just said that the emperor was dealing with his fifth uncle was the official who bought the newspaper.

He also suddenly woke up. He seemed to have said something too much. He quickly lowered his head to drink tea to cover up the panic on his face.

"Oh, please read it!" Liu Xianggong opened the newspaper and continued to shout, "The three countries of Ryukyu and Luzon, the Ministry of Rites of the Lifan Academy of the Great Ming Dynasty, have officially applied for it, and asked the Ming Dynasty to allow their king to bring their families to Beijing to pay tribute to the emperor for thousands of years of Ji'an!"

"What kind of bird place is this?" the official said with a eyebrows again.

"Anyway, it's 108,000 miles away!" Liu Xianggong smiled, "It's all our vassal states of the Ming Dynasty!" As he said, he said, "The King of Japan Komatsu and Shogun Ashikaga, have also requested to send an envoy again..."

"I know this, are they the damn Japanese pirates in the past?" The man scolded, "Damn it, these Japanese people used to rob and kill things on the coast, but now they have changed their tribute?"

"This is all the power of heaven!" Liu Xiang explained publicly, the three layers inside and outside were all exploratory eyes. "He used to be unwilling to our Heavenly Kingdom's jurisdiction, but now he is obsessed with us. Knowing that Prince Ma has a few eyes, why don't he slap our Ming Emperor's flattery?"

"Yes!" Everyone nodded, feeling quite proud and as expected.

"Isn't it fucking bad to surrender after being beaten?" The official cursed and smiled, "But, I'm stop energetic! Although I haven't read any books and have no knowledge, I've seen our Ming Dynasty get more and more angry over the years!"

"Look, the Tatars in the north have been subjugated. The Japanese pirates in the south have been settled. The noisy Goryeo was destroyed! There were prisoners offered by the Meridian Gate in the Battle of Myanmar last year. When you look around, where are the enemies of our Ming Dynasty?"
Chapter completed!