That afternoon, when Yushitai got off work.
Liu Zhi took the bullets he had not finished and went home, preparing to work at home all night and then send them to the palace in the morning the next day.
Liu Zhi mounted his horse and headed towards the official residence where he rented, surrounded by Yuan Sui.
Halfway through, we happened to encounter a Taiping truck with a broken axle on the road, causing a traffic jam.
The soldiers from Kaifeng Mansion cursed and urged the coachmen and merchants to unload the goods from the car quickly, otherwise they would seize the things and take them back to the government office.
Liu Zhi looked at the roadside for a while, but couldn't find any fault in Kaifeng Mansion's duties, so he was about to leave.
Facing us, a newsboy was holding a large pile of tabloids and hawking along the street: "Sell newspapers! Sell newspapers! Today's special issue: The Kaifeng Prefecture Senglu Division case was solved, and the officials were furious and wanted to personally reprimand the Kaifeng prefect!"
"Our newspaper's commentator, Hu Feipan, commented on this: The Holy Lord is based on moral education, and ministers should respectfully educate officials with moral education!"
Liu Zhi listened and thought, took out five copper coins from his pocket and handed them over: "Give me one!"
The newspaper boy looked at the official and quickly handed over a copy of Bianjing's new newspaper: "Thank you for taking care of me, official!"
After saying that, he carefully put Liu Zhi's copper coin into his bag.
There were at least more than three hundred copper coins inside.
The copper coins jingled in the bag, which was extremely pleasant to the ears.
Liu Zhi looked at it and felt that he had just done a great thing - now people in Bianjing City almost know the survival mode of the new Bianjing Newspaper - relying on movable type, it can be printed every day
What happened in Bianjing that day.
By employing orphans or poor children in Bianjing City, they let these people sell newspapers on the streets.
At the same time, the money earned by the newspaper boy was used to maintain its own operation while hiring dozens of disciples who had fallen from school or candidates who were waiting for examinations in Beijing.
Let these people teach these children how to read and read.
It is said that this is because the leader of Bianjing Xinbao was once a scholar who was sponsored by others. Unfortunately, he failed in many trials and had no choice but to go into business. However, after starting business, he once made a great wish: May the poor people in the world who want to learn,
Everyone can read and write!
This legend gave him the aura of a Confucian businessman and a righteous businessman.
He won the praise of the scholar-bureaucrats.
Unfortunately, this person has always kept a low profile and rarely shows up.
Otherwise, the scholar-bureaucrats would definitely invite him to participate in poetry gatherings.
Holding the tabloid, which was obviously much larger than before, Liu Zhi rode back to the official residence where he rented.
The place he rented was quite large, with seven or eight wing rooms in the front and back.
Of course, the rent is relatively more expensive.
Fortunately, he has now been promoted to a court official. With his monthly salary from the Yushitai plus minister's money, as well as his official salary, he can fully afford the rent of this house, and can even continue to support his family.
Man, let his wife and children live a prosperous life.
After returning home, Liu Zhi locked himself in his study and prepared to continue writing bullets.
But before he started writing, he picked up the folded tabloid and looked at it carefully.
The current tabloid is no longer small. It is almost as big as a four-page book when spread out.
As tabloids get bigger, they naturally publish more things.
In addition to news from the DPRK and China, national laws and regulations, and the usual prices, a new page has recently been opened to publish those foreign affairs.
For example, things about the Liao Kingdom, Xixia, Qing, Tang, Tubo, Jiaozhi, Japan, and Goryeo are also occasionally mentioned.
But, this tabloid is very thief.
I always only report bad things to Siyi!
For example, recently there have been numerous reports and news coming back from Xixia Middle School.
Whether the news is true or false, publish it all.
So, a joke appeared.
Today's Bianjing Xinbao is still saying, "The West is robbing the king of the country, and the Queen Mother is afraid that mother and son will kill each other."
That Hu Feipan even more categorically said: Old Hu thought this was Yi Di!
The next day, the Bianjing News reported again: The King of Xixia and the Queen Mother died of illness. Xixia envoys severely refuted the relevant rumors!
Hu Feipan commented again: Lao Hu feels that people should be kinder and not speculate on others!
As a result, he became famous, and Hu Feipan's name became a joke in Shilin.
Liu Zhi was disgusted by this, but he couldn't help but look at it.
Fortunately, Sima Gong visited the palace a few days ago and received the Emperor's grace and rewarded him with a set of movable type.
Sima Gong then planned to ask his son Sima Kang to resign and exclusively host a tabloid that expounded the moral teachings of saints and only talked about the elegant talk of gentlemen.
Liu Zhi read the tabloid in his hand, especially the commentator's article.
He narrowed his eyes: "The officials are benevolent and sage..."
"It's just that there are too many villains from the evil party among these ministers!"
So he began to sharpen his ink and brew up his emotions.
At the same time, I also remembered the content of the report in the tabloid just now, and a sparkle began to flash in my eyes.
Then he picked up the pen without hesitation.
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It was late at night, and Zhao Xu returned to Funing Hall from Kunning Hall to prepare for bed.
Then he saw the thermal pavilions that had been re-installed as the temperature dropped further.
The charcoal fire burned in the screen.
So he frowned, quite unhappy. After a moment of silence, Zhao Xu called Feng Jing to his side: "Remove all the screens!"
After Feng Jing hesitated for a moment, he obeyed the order and left.
As a result, all the screens in the thermal pavilion in Funing Hall were removed.
Plate after plate of charcoal fire was burning in the temple, although it didn't look good.
But there is nothing better than letting everyone sleep comfortably and comfortably.
Zhao Xu looked at it and finally felt more comfortable, and his brows relaxed.
"How long will it take for the Queen Mother's Qingshou Palace to be repaired?" Zhao Xu asked.
Feng Jing replied: "I'll wait and see if I can tell you. It seems that next month, I can respectfully ask the Empress Dowager to move to the palace..."
Zhao Xu stroked his palm and said, "Good!"
"My mother has moved to Baoci Palace. I plan to order you to take charge of various repairs of Baoci Palace..."
"All palaces and pavilions containing cinnabar, mercury, and lead must be removed!"
Feng Jingjing nodded: "I know!"
This person seems to have always been wary of cinnabar, mercury, and lead.
So much so that wherever there are these things in the palace, people avoid them.
There was no reason, no reason - maybe there was, but he wouldn't say.
In addition, His Majesty only drinks cold water, and it must be specially obtained from the well outside Kaibao Temple.
As a close friend to everyone, Feng Jing remembers these taboos very clearly.
In fact, not only Feng Jing, but also the Empress Dowager and Empress Dowager Xiang knew these taboos.
The Wen family next to the two palaces got the water he used to cook his drinks every day from Feng Jing.
Feng Jinggen knew that everyone had long wanted to rebuild Funing Hall.
It's just that Naihe was still in the period of filial piety and didn't want to make any changes to the late emperor's sleeping palace.
Therefore, when the Qingshou Palace was being renovated, the Empress Dowager knew that everyone did not like cinnabar, mercury, lead, etc., and ordered Liang Weijian to eradicate them all.
Although he declined to the Empress Dowager, he said, "How dare you move to the palace when your concubine is in the palace?"
In fact, preparations are already underway to move the palace to Bao Ci Palace.
Because Empress Dowager Xiang knew that after the Baoci Palace was renovated, the official family might stay at Baoci Palace.
Because he doesn't like cinnabar, mercury and lead.
Even very scared and fearful of it.
Zhao Xu then returned to his bed, which was getting warmer. Feng Jing led someone to bring hot water, intending to wash Zhao Xu's feet.
Yan Chen, who had been guarding outside the palace, suddenly came to the palace at this time, and reported through the curtain: "Your Majesty, the General Secretary of the General Office of the General Office of the People's Liberation Army, I have asked to see you, and I said that you are coming to the palace late at night by the Xi River!"
Zhao Xu immediately said: "Pass!"
So, Zhao Xu just finished washing his feet and wiping them clean, Di Yong took Xiang Zonghui and Gao Gongji's side newspaper into the palace, and said: "Your Majesty, Xihe Lanhui Road urgently reports that the general of the Western Thieves Renduo
Baozhong is here to surrender!"
"I have said that I will protect my loyalty. The secret of the death of the Western Thieves King and the Queen Mother has been revealed. I would like to be your majesty's eagle and dog and beg your majesty to give you a surname!"
Zhao Xu immediately told Feng Jing: "Get the memorials from the two countrymen. I want to read them myself!"
This kind of side report involves the drastic changes in the country of the Western Thieves and the coming of the general.
Zhao Xu must grasp and understand it immediately.
Feng Jing came out of the curtain, respectfully took the memorial from Xiang Zonghui and Gao Gongji, and then gave it to Zhao Xu.
Zhao Xu ordered people to light the ever-burning lamp in his bed and read by the light of the fire.
After returning to Xiang Zong, after reading Gao Gongji's memorial, Zhao Xu pondered for a moment and then said to Di Yong: "Please go and rest first. I will return to Xihe Road tomorrow after discussing with the Cishengs of the Two Palaces!"
"Wei!" Di Yong bowed his head and bowed again: "I retire!"
So he walked out of the hall step by step.
Zhao Xu thought for a while, then ordered Feng Jing to go to the imperial kitchen and ask the imperial chef to prepare a midnight snack that could feed a hundred people.
They were awarded to Yulong Zhi who was on duty at Funing Hall tonight and to the officials who were on duty at Tongjian Division.
After finishing this matter, Zhao Xu walked back to the throne and took the memorial and read it again.
Some thoughts kept popping up in my mind.
It wasn't until Feng Jing came back and found that he unusually didn't go to bed on time today, that he respectfully reminded: "Everyone, it's getting late, it's time to go to bed!"
Only then did Zhao Xu react and said quickly: "It's really time to go to bed!"
This chapter has been completed!