"Huang Rong said softly: 'When I saw the look on your master's face that day, I realized that there will never be any good results between you and me. If you want to kill me, just do it. My mother is here, you bury me here.

Beside her. After burying me, you should leave the island quickly and don’t let my father bump into you...'."

"Bah~!" Storyteller Boss Yan weakly patted the table: "Dear guests, today's Condor Shooting ends here."

"Hey~ Your Highness is becoming more and more proficient in breaking chapters."

"Yes, yes, six of the Seven Jiangnan Monsters are dead, and the relationship between Brother Jing and Ronger seems to be coming to an end. To break the chapter at this time... Hey, I have to go early tomorrow to buy a newspaper.

I can’t wait until noon to listen to the book again.”

"Yes, yes, right now, my brother is more anxious than anything else. He even wants to sleep in front of the Jinling Daily Publishing House tonight."

"Ahem..." After clearing his throat, Boss Yan said loudly: "Dear guests, I have some bad news to announce... The Jinling Daily newspaper office announced that the chief editor of this newspaper, Zhang Yicheng, was impeached by the censors for corruption, perverting the law, and accepting bribes...

He is a scumbag and has lost his integrity... Therefore, Zhang Yicheng apologized behind closed doors. This newspaper has no leader. So today, that is, February 17, the thirty-sixth year of Wanli, it will temporarily suspend publication. When it will be resumed, it depends on the editor-in-chief of this newspaper.

Reinstatement shall prevail.”

"Ah?! What the hell is this?"

"That's right, what did this editor-in-chief commit? Even if he committed a crime, can't we change the editor-in-chief?"

"Hahahaha~~" Just as everyone was talking about it, a man in his thirties stood up. After successfully attracting the attention of everyone in the restaurant lobby, the man said loudly: "This brother just now is awesome.

I just thought it was wrong. They are not here for Chief Editor Zhang at all, but for Jinling Daily."

"Huh? It turned out to be something like this. My dear friend, it seems that you are also a person with information. Can you tell us about it?"

This man in his thirties was Li Guojun. Under the guidance of Cao Huachun, they secretly contacted more than two hundred teachers from Fangshan School, sneaked into various restaurants in Nanjing, and spread rumors collectively. Well, no, it was a collective.

Bring order to the chaos!

"Everyone, the Jinling Daily has been very popular since it was first published, right? Since November, there have been more and more advertisements on the eight pages, right? The income of the Jinling Daily has increased, which naturally aroused the interest of some people.

Jealous..."

"It's true. Jinling Daily used to have eight pages, and one page of advertisements cost 500 taels. Now it has expanded to 16 pages, with two pages of advertisements. So this alone is one thousand taels per day. Calculated in this way, tsk tsk,

That’s thirty thousand taels a month.”

"Yes, although typesetting costs money, refining pens for contributors costs money, and printing paper and ink costs money, but no matter how you calculate it, it will not exceed 10,000 taels in a month, right? This is a net profit of 20,000 taels.

Ah. It’s incredible…”

"Hahaha, I'm talking about you two, you have missed the Qinhuai Fengyue on the sixth page. Now in the various Qinlou and Chu museums in the four provinces of Jiangnan, who has the patience to wait for Jinling Daily to slowly introduce it? Take them all

With a lot of money, I asked to jump in line at the editorial department."

"This is indeed the case. It seems that Jinling Daily can earn at least thirty thousand taels per month, right?"

"With such a lucrative business, it's no wonder some people are jealous."

"Hmph, if you ask me, these people are still too shameless. If you are jealous of the money people earn based on their skills, you should run a newspaper yourself. If the story above is good, then we will buy it too. This is not the right way.

I just want to engage in some evil ways."

"That's right, none of the imperial censors of my Ming Dynasty are good things."

If you talk about the foolish men and women in the countryside, they will feel very powerful when they hear the word "censor". But in front of the residents of Nanjing city, the censor is really nothing.

The censors in Beijing had nothing to do except think of ways to stimulate the emperor to trick the emperor. The censors in Nanjing were even more idle. The residents of Nanjing were in close contact with these censors every day, and they had no idea what these guys were doing.

The perception is much clearer than that of ordinary people in the countryside.

"Hahahaha~~" After everyone gradually agreed that Jinling Daily was indeed being targeted for making too much money, and that the censors' impeachment of Zhang Yicheng was ultimately about money. Li Guojun stood up again: "Everyone,

It is true to say that Jinling Daily makes money. But we have to see where the money earned by this newspaper goes. As far as I know, the newspaper has never bought an acre in the countryside in the past few months.

Earth!"

"Ah? Then where did they take the money? Could it be that they bought ships and became merchants? Or maybe they hooked up with the weaving eunuchs and bought looms to enter the industry?"

"Well, it seems that this boss is a person who is good at business." After raising his thumbs towards the admiring colleagues from Fangshan School, Li Guojun said: "Didn't you notice what was published in the previous issues of Jinling Daily?

Can you recommend Fangshan School? This school adopts about a thousand orphans every year and hires teachers to teach them how to read and write. I don’t expect them to have any great achievements in the imperial examination in the future, but I want to teach them some skills.

In the future, he will not be homeless like his fathers..."

"Oh, I know about this and have seen it. What's the matter? Brother, does Jinling Daily have anything to do with Fangshan School?"

"Of course it does matter, think about it. There are about a thousand orphans every year, and they have to eat, wear, and study every day. Have all the bosses raised scholars in their homes? The cost of raising scholars is not low! And this way

The operation of Shanshan School depends entirely on the support of Jinling Daily!"

"That's it! This newspaper has really done a great good deed!"

"Yes, it is indeed a newspaper named after our Jinling!"

"Editor-in-Chief Zhang is really a good person! Wan Jia is a Buddha!"

"Hey! Such good people and censors are still going to be impeached. They really don't deserve to be the sons of men!"

"That's right, it's already hard to listen to Master's Condor Shooting. Now I think about what if the newspaper company closes down, what will happen to those children who have just settled down in Fangshan? What a sin!"

…

"Eunuch Cao, the atmosphere in Nanjing has risen now. The people don't need our guidance now. When they get together, they can spontaneously curse those censors. The latest news yesterday is that there is a censor from the Nanjing Metropolitan Procuratorate.

When the restaurant was holding a banquet, I heard the people in the hall cursing them, so I went out and argued with the people, but was beaten!"

"Well, the one who hit the person is not one of ours, right?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Okay, Tian Qianhu, pass on the message and prepare for the real launch!"

"Uh... Eunuch Cao, would you like to ask His Highness for instructions on this matter?"

"Why are you asking for your Majesty's instructions? This matter has been done by our family from beginning to end. Even if things fail in the future, we will be the only ones to receive the punishment of death with a stick. I am completely unaware of this matter.

!”

"I understand. I deeply admire Eunuch Cao's loyalty. In this case, I will make arrangements."

"Yes, Tian Qianhu. We only have one thing to say: Don't kill anyone!"

…

On February 20, Jinling Daily announced that it would temporarily suspend publication. Suddenly, there was an uproar in the villages and towns in the four provinces of Jiangnan.

From February 20th to 25th, Cao Hua, Chuntian Ergeng and others relied on teachers from Fangshan School to prepare public opinions in various restaurants in Nanjing.

On the afternoon of the 25th, out of righteous indignation, some Nanjing citizens spontaneously beat up a censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Then, Cao Huachun and his friends knew that it was time to take action.

Of course, in the evening, some of the pro-troops brought by Zhu Youdong and some of the teachers from Fangshan School were dispatched to create trouble near the Yamen of the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the homes of various censors in Nanjing.

His Highness Taisun was a diao silk before time travel, and he never paid attention to style when doing things. None of the civil servants under his command participated in this matter. The main force was the children of poor scholars who had not been able to win for many years.

And the big-headed soldiers who are called teachers but are actually Qiu Ba - what they do is very exciting.

The gate of the Nanjing Metropolitan Procuratorate was completely buried with feces, and the veteran guarding the gate was pulled out directly. No one made it difficult for him. Instead, starting from his concierge and ending in every foyer of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, they hung up dead bodies.

The bodies of dead dogs and cats...

More than a dozen censors were pulled out of their warm beds in the dark night. A severe beating was unavoidable, and harsh words and threats were also meant to be used. The most unbearable thing for these censors was,

Their families were also affected: the other adult men in the family were beaten severely, and the little boy and the women in the family had half of their hair shaved off...

There are also about a dozen censors who may have suffered even worse. In addition to the above-mentioned treatment, they have various romantic times and places in the Qin Lou and Chu Hall outside, as well as the girls they call. Or they accept bribes from others (which may not be true).

) and so on, they were all painted on the door and walls with bright red paint!

After all, Nanjing is a capital city, with all kinds of yamen. In addition to the censors of the Duchayuan and the six subjects, there are also various censors of Yingtianfu, patrol officers, etc. in Nanjing. So in a broad sense, the officialdom

, there are at least a hundred people in Nanjing city.

But Cao Huachun and Tian Ergeng only punished about twenty people. And these twenty people were not necessarily the ones who impeached Zhang Yicheng with the most vicious words. Even among these people, there were four or five censors who were not at all
Chapter completed!