Chapter 247 When we go to court, you sell newspapers?

Author: steam train

Chapter 247 When we go to court, you sell newspapers?

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Zhao Shi shook his head: "Did he hang himself?"

"Not sure."

While carrying the newspaper, Zhou Tong replied nonchalantly: "By the time I arrived, Zheliang, the right-wing army inspector had already set off with a group of policemen. I didn't catch up, so what do you want?"

If you know the specific situation, you have to wait until he comes back to ask him."

"oh."

Zhao Shi stopped asking, and just told him: "Then when he comes back from the scene, tell him that if he is not busy and continues to handle the case, he will wait for me in the government office. When I come back from the morning, I will

Ask him in detail."

"good."

Zhou Tong nodded, and then inevitably came over with some curiosity and asked: "Does your Highness think there is something fishy about this case?"

"perhaps."

Zhao Shi was not sure, but as the governor of Kaifeng, he usually reviewed some cases to see if there were any unjust, false or wrongful convictions among his arrestees, so it was not very special, so he said perfunctorily: "After all, this is

The case happened at the Xixia Embassy and involved people from other countries, so you should pay more attention." He sent Zhou Tong away, and then said to Di Yong: "You don't need to bring anyone to keep an eye on it today."

"yes."

Di Yong nodded to express his understanding. After all, the case has already happened!

But I never thought...

Zhao Shi stopped letting him stare, but instead lowered his voice and said, "But when you go to give the newspaper to Ouyang Qing, ask her to pay my attention secretly instead."

"yes."

Di Yong nodded in agreement, but he could not help but become a little curious. Is there really something fishy about this case? However, he was not as proactive as Zhou Tong, so he did not ask any more questions. Zhao Shi did not explain anymore, but just warned them.

Be careful when moving newspapers, then take the remaining two hundred newspapers and walk along the royal road to the palace gate.

In front of the palace gate...

Biting cold wind,

But most of the officials have already arrived and are chatting together in small groups to pass the boring stage that is bound to happen in every court meeting. From time to time, they stamp their feet, rub their hands, breathe into them, and then cover their ears...

…

squeak

very special,

As soon as Zhao Shi's carriage arrived, many people looked at it. However, unlike the first time when Zhao Shi went to court, the officials were still looking forward to it. This time, they were obviously much more indifferent, and many just glanced at them.

They continued chatting, only Di Qing, Ouyang Xiu, and a few lower-level officials who looked like they were flattering ministers came over to greet them. Ouyang Xiu glared back at these lower-level officials one by one. Together with the bastards, I always felt that I

He is also a flatterer and a sycophant.

"Your Highness..."

Ouyang Xiu put his hands into the wide sleeves of his robe: "Old minister, I heard that Shao Yong came yesterday?"

"Um."

Zhao Shi nodded, then stepped aside, and Ouyang Xiu rushed forward. Just as he was about to warm himself by the fire, he saw a stack of newspapers next to Zhao Shi. Ouyang Xiu didn't see what it was at first, so he got closer.

Looking at it, I couldn't help shouting: "Your Highness finally printed the newspaper?"

brush,

brush brush,

It seemed that no one was paying attention anymore, but when Ouyang Xiu's voice became slightly louder, everyone including Wen Yanbo, Fu Bi, Han Qi, and even the indifferent admonisher Tang Jie all turned their heads, as if

A group of fireflies in the dark night...

"Give."

Zhao Shi took the initiative to take one and handed it to Ouyang Xiu, then stretched out his hand and said: "Chenghui, one hundred and eighty yuan."

"How many?"

It's not that Ouyang Xiu can't afford books. Books in this era are not cheap either. The real question is: "How many words can be printed on a piece of white paper? You want 180 words?"

"No more words, more emphasis."

Ouyang Xiu then took out a piece of broken silver and threw it into the earthen jar held by Cheng Ping. He shouted, "I want to see how good you are at writing." After that, he leaned against the carriage and

He squinted his eyes and took a very close look, and when he saw it, he was shocked...

"Twenty years of life and death are blurry, without thinking, and I can't forget it...a good poem." Even though Ouyang Xiu has written no less than this poem, but when he suddenly saw this kind of words, he couldn't help but feel a little excited: "Your Highness, if you can

If you study diligently, you will definitely become a leader in the literary world."

Real or fake?

Baiguan looked over suspiciously. Could it be that these two people were deliberately putting on a show to promote this newspaper? However, suspicion was suspicion. After all, where did Ouyang Xiu's strength lie? He even thought that the words that were amazing were so amazing.

There are still many people who are interested, especially those flattering ministers who were glared back by Ouyang Xiu one by one. They finally found an opportunity and came over and said: "Your Highness, if you are bored, please sell me a copy."

Bar!"

"good."

Zhao Shi simply sat directly on the carriage shaft, holding the newspaper and saying, "Come, this is yours."

"This is yours."

"This is your share."

Not to mention anything else, it was already an honor just for His Highness the Prince to sell it himself. Gradually, more officials joined in the purchase. Wen Yanbo even had someone buy one for him and bring it back. Only

Several people from the Zhijian Yuan frowned fiercely, how could they manage the business of making money to be higher than that of the imperial court?

but,

The newspaper still has some literati atmosphere, and they can't criticize too much. They can only stand firm and stand by, watching indifferently those who used to be just boring chatting, but now they are gathering in twos and threes.

Officials reading newspapers together.

"hiss--"

"Look at the lower left corner of the front left side."

"The lower left corner on the left side of the front?" An official was startled for a moment, then followed the other person's instructions, moved his eyes, and then froze, saying in disbelief: "This Shao Yong, could it be Mr. Anle from Luoyang, Shao Yaofu?"

?”

"Shao Yaofu?"

Just like Ouyang Xiu, although Shao Yong has never been an official, he is almost at another pinnacle in the literary world. Even Fu Bi hurriedly looked away from the eulogy, turned to the front, and looked at the lower left corner. Sure enough...

...There is a small piece of text written on it: "What are your thoughts after reading Water Margin?"

"Five generations have been in chaos. Once the clouds open and the moon shines, the grass and trees will be covered with new rain and dew for a hundred years, and the travels and records of thousands of miles of old mountains and rivers..."

"What a poem, what a poem!"

"Don't call it poetry..." Not all officials knew about Shao Yaofu, or were not interested. They laughed at the cold joke written in the newspaper: "A husband and his concubine moved to a new house, ha, ha, ha, in the middle of the night

When I woke up, my husband asked my concubine, what did you think of when you looked at the stars in the sky? My concubine said: insignificant? My husband yelled: You bitch, you forgot to install the roof, hahahaha, I am so funny to death."

"puff"

Don't talk about others,

Wen Yanbo had such a cold and wrinkled face that he was slapped hard, and then, fearing that others would see it, he held it in so hard that his whole body swayed from side to side like a roly-poly, and finally he burst out

A... fart.

"puff"

Han Qi was not as restrained as he was, and slapped his thigh and laughed. Not to mention this era, some jokes would be enough to make people laugh even in later generations, but Zhao Shi picked ten of them, which made the entire palace

In front of him, cheerful laughter burst out unknowingly, and the Imperial Guards couldn't help but look around.

Zhao Shi breathed a sigh of relief. At least, it looked like the effect was pretty good.

not bad?

Qin Zheng couldn't help but ask Tang Jie next to him: "How about we buy one too?" Tang Jie glared at him fiercely: "Why don't you go quickly?"

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Chapter completed!