After this order, the officials were in an uproar. Just the word "newspaper" was enough to make people's eyes drop to the ground like glass balls. What happened next was even more shocking.

Wang Zhu appointed Pushe Zhou Qingchen as the editor-in-chief of Daqin Daily. He also found four or five old Confucian scholars, including Chun Yuyue, Jing Shangtian, Wu Jushi, Gao Qiuyun, etc., as reporters. He asked them to start reporting on Xiang Yu, Tian

The verbal and written criticism of Rong and others.

Although Zhou Qingchen is very knowledgeable, he is still very unfamiliar with the words "newspaper office" and "reporter", and he belongs to the type of person who is confused.

Zhou Qingchen had the courage to come to the emperor the next morning. As soon as he met, he cried and kowtowed like his dead father: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please spare me. I have little talent and little knowledge, and I am really not qualified for the official position of 'chief editor'.

Your Majesty, please hire someone else."

Wang Zhu thought to himself, what the heck you Confucian scholars can do! If you can't accomplish this, you might as well bury the rest alive! Wang Zhu had an idea and coughed, "Oh, I'm thinking of you, sir, who has worked hard for the country for many years.

I just gave you the official position of Right Prime Minister. Since you are not qualified for the job, I will not force it. Come, tell Chunyu Yue to see me——"

"Wait - competent - who said he is not competent? Your Majesty, don't you mean that?" Zhou Qingchen suddenly jumped up and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Wang Zhu glared at him, and he knelt down quickly: "Your Majesty, I have thought about this matter. Although it is very difficult, I am an old minister of the late emperor after all. I should share the worries and solve the problems for the country for your majesty. Then

I am afraid that no matter how great the difficulty is, I will not frown. Your Majesty, I am willing to sacrifice for Your Majesty. I will definitely become the "chief editor"! "

Wang Zhu thought to himself, although this old boy is shameless, he does have real talent and learning. In the civil and military circles of the Manchu Dynasty, when it comes to writing, except Wang Wan, there is really no one better than him. Writing an "editorial" or something is absolutely right.

Wang Zhu thought to himself that just writing "editorials" was not enough, he had to have "tiddy news". He wrote about Liu Bang, Xiang Yu and their generals, how they snatched men and women, kicked in widows' doors, dug up graves of extinct families, and how they stole chickens and dogs when they were children.

It's serious to come out and completely attack their reputation from the root!!

Liu Bang - the White Emperor's son, bullshit! I control the public opinion in my hands, and I will not turn you into a "bastard"! Xiang Yu is born like a tiger and is a bullshit, I will make him become the illegitimate son of the kiln sister!

Wang Zhu laughed as he thought about it, and Zhou Qingchen, who was kneeling on the ground, was so frightened that he broke out in white hair and sweat.

"Your Majesty, I just don't know yet, what is the main responsibility of this newspaper?"

Wang Zhudao: "Editor-in-Chief Zhou, the work you are mainly responsible for is easy to say and difficult to say - I just ask you to compare the tyranny of rebels from various places, like Xiang Yu and Tian Dan, to the people of the world, according to the laws and regulations of various places.

The battle reports were compiled, written on sheepskin and white silk, and then taken to the market for distribution.

I remember a few days ago, when Xiang Yu conquered a city in Xiangcheng, Chengyang, and Chenliu, he killed all the people, old, young, women, and children, buried them alive, and massacred the city. No chickens or dogs were left behind, and all the houses and cities were burned down.

There was no human habitation in the village. Liu Ji passed through Yingyang and filled the fields with people. The crossing of the Yellow River was blocked. No matter whether they were people from Qin, Zhao or Chu, they all were killed. What kind of rebel army is this? Xiang Yu brutally killed 400,000 of my descendants in Qinchuan.

, It is outrageous. These things must be investigated clearly and reported in detail. The names, time, and location must be as accurate as possible. The brutal and murderous behavior and ugly faces of these rebellious officials and traitors must be made public.

Let them harm the people of the world under the banner of seeking justice for the world. Once these things are done, Editor-in-Chief Zhou will be my number one contributor to the resurgence of the Qin Dynasty, and he will be named above all the generals in the future."

Zhou Qingchen understood somewhat, and couldn't help but admire the emperor's wisdom, so he immediately flattered him: "Your Majesty is really a god from heaven who descended to earth, and he only made a sound without making a sound. This plan is very clever, and it is beyond anyone's imagination. Once it is used,

, the traitor will be crowned, the rebellion will be subdued soon, Your Majesty——" Zhou Qingchen wanted to take more pictures while the heat was hot, but was interrupted by Wang Zhu: "Go down, go down, find someone to collect battle reports immediately, write a few articles first, find someone

Copy two thousand copies and distribute them in the streets and alleys of Xianyang, especially Huajie and Liuxiang. Distribute more, and go ahead."

Now is not the time to listen to people singing praises. He is thinking about who to find as the "associate editor" of that gossipy news!

We must find a gangster with a gangster background to do this! They understand that the things written by these "rebels" are more contagious. But there are not many people who are both literary and gangster and understand the "rebels"

After Wang Zhu thought about it, there was only one suitable one - Li Shiqi.

Li Shiqi, a drunkard from Gaoyang, was not from the state of Chu and had no hatred against the Qin Dynasty. He participated in the uprising just to make a living and then rose to prominence. Wang Zhu remembered that this should be the seventh day of the eagle. Damn, why didn't you?

People come to report that there are so many innocent people who can survive even an eagle to death.

Wang Zhu returned to Wangyi Palace from Afang Palace in the afternoon. The matter of sinner's edict was left to Wang Wan, the matter of melting bronze men and casting weapons was left to Gongzi Ying, and the matter of mobilizing troops from Qinchuan and Hanzhong was left to Li Xin.

Of course, 'Editor-in-Chief Zhou' was the one to follow up on the matter of running the newspaper. Zou Ming was studying his secret book. Wang Zhu sent hundreds of Qin soldiers with sharp blades to take good care of him. The red and blue charcoal fire outside the house was put on the shelf.

He raised a jar that was as tall as a person, and the water in the jar was bubbling under the high temperature, with a smoky splash. Wang Zhu gave him a two-day deadline. After two days, he could not get out the treasure in the tomb - the boiled water.

Have soup.

Tingwei Wei Lin had always been in charge of the matter of boiling the eagle. Wang Zhu felt that he was not doing things well, so he called him and scolded him. Wei Lin recalled it and said: "Your Majesty, I remembered it, you said

It’s the traitor who is here, this man - this man is really hateful, he just won’t say surrender, I really can’t do anything to him, so why don’t I just kill him!”

Wang Zhu shouted at the top of his lungs: "I think you should be castrated. You can't handle anything like this. You're a bastard. Get out of here. Bring Li Shiqi here at noon. I want to see him in person."

See."

Wang Zhu had a purpose in asking Wei Lin to bring Li Shiqi over after noon. He thought of a clever plan to deal with Li Shiqi! This clever plan was inspired by Mr. Jin Yong!!

After Li Shiqi had been suffering for seven days, he was carried to Wangyi Palace. His clothes were in tatters, his bones were broken, his body was stained with blood, his beard was sloppy, and his hair was solidified into lumps with black blood, making him look like a savage.

Four Qin soldiers carried him and beat him as they walked. He was unaware of it and was snoring loudly. When they arrived at the gate of Wangyi Palace, the Qin soldiers did not dare to shout. They walked in with their heads lowered and put the prisoner on the ground respectfully.

Exited.

Wang Zhu called Wei Lin back and pointed at Li Shiqi: "Wake him up. Let you make an eagle, and you let him sleep? Are you looking for death?"

Wei Lin was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and cried out loudly: "Your Majesty, we didn't let him sleep. There is really nothing we can do. I have never seen this unruly man in my life. Even if I put a red-hot iron on his chest,

, he still snored as usual, I tried bamboo sticks and strong medicine, but he couldn't wake up."

Wang Zhu rolled his eyelids: "You are useless, it's up to me."

Wang Zhu walked over and lay on the ground and said into Li Shiqi's ear: "Get up and have a drink."

"Drink, drink -" Li Shiqi suddenly got up from the ground. He rubbed his scarlet sleepy eyes with both hands and said vaguely, "Where is the wine? Where is the wine?"

Wang Zhu turned back to Wei Lin and said, "What do you think, Master Wei, do you admit that you are a waste?"

Wei Lin was really convinced by Li Shiqi. He thought to himself that the woods were really big and there were all kinds of birds. Today was an eye-opener. He murmured in a low voice, "Diao people - Diao people -"

Wang Zhu waved his sleeves: "Okay, Mr. Wei, please go down. The people who are coming are singing and dancing, serving wine, setting up a banquet, and inviting Mr. Li Shiqi to the table."

Wei Lin walked to the door, feeling unhappy: You didn't invite me to treat you?

Li Shiqi had regained half of his consciousness at this time. This man was a crazy person, and he had to be arrogant and unscrupulous in his life.

He didn't care about Qin II or Qin VIII. He moved his head around his neck. When he realized that he was in the Jinluan Palace of Qin State, and sitting in front of him was the unparalleled Great Hun King Qin II, his face couldn't help but change.

His color changed. A graceful maid walked over to help him. He then touched the smooth back of the maid's hand and sat behind the short table.

Moreover, he politely said to the maid: "Sister, come and sit too!" The maid was so frightened that she turned pale and ran away. As for the emperor, Li Shiqi didn't even have to look at him.

Shaoqing, all the delicacies, delicacies, delicacies from the mountains and seas, wine, pools of meat, and meat are all placed on the table. The sound of the bells rang loudly, and a pair of dancers began to dance gracefully. Li Shiqi tilted his head and ate to himself, eating large pieces of meat and drinking from a large bowl.

Completely ignoring Wang Zhu who was sitting at the top.

Wang Zhu knew what he was like, so he picked up the horn cup and said in a low voice: "Strong man! I'll give you a drink." Li Shiqi didn't let him go, but said with a sneer: "Tell me when you plan to kill me."

Wang Zhuyi, an expert in art, was bold and wore a bulletproof vest. He was not afraid of Li Shiqi's assassination at all. In order to shorten the distance, he sat across from Li Shiqi with a cup in his hand. "If I planned to kill you, I would invite you here."

Drink?"

Li Shiqi didn't expect that Qin Er would sit across from him. He was now a dirty, smelly, extremely dangerous and violent prisoner. His whole body was shaken, his throat made a gurgling sound, and he almost spit a sip of wine on the king.

Bamboo face.

Li Shiqi raised his head and drank a glass of wine: "You ate too much, why don't you kill me?"

Wang Zhu slapped his thigh: "I'm glad, because I heard that you are a person who knows how to drink, so I won't kill you!" Li Shiqi said in his heart, this kid is really a fool who has nothing to do!

Wang Zhu looked like he had been entrusted with an important task and said seriously: "A few days ago, I got a jar of fine wine from the Western Regions. It was mellow and fragrant, refreshing and refreshing. Everyone drank it and praised it. But no one in the civil and military dynasties could say this.

The origin of jar wine, so I tossed and turned for several nights and couldn't fall asleep. I always felt that I couldn't figure it out, like a thorn in my back. So, I invited Mr. here today to give you some guidance."

Li Shiqi was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Outside the Hangu Pass, yellow sand was rolling in. Flags were everywhere, and murderous intent was rampant. The faint king ignored him, but at this moment, he was brooding over a jar of fine wine. What was he thinking about? However, this is fine.

If a foolish ruler ignores government affairs and loses his ambition by playing with things, the rebel army will win faster!

Li Shiqi thought hard and thought, I will play with you and take you to the gutter.

Li Shiqi pretended to be curious: "It's impossible for such a thing to happen. Bring the wine and see if I recognize it!"

Wang Zhu thought to himself, boy, you have fallen into my trap. Li Shiqi also thought, let you live in a dream, and ruin the Qinchuan thousands of miles of fertile land in a daze.

Wang Zhu clapped his hands, and someone immediately brought two jars of wine in. This wine was a tribute from the Western Regions and was served in wooden barrels. The packaging alone was shocking enough in that era. Sure enough, Li Shiqi's mind

All of a sudden, he was completely sucked away by the alcohol. He no longer cared about taking Wang Zhu into the gutter. Instead, he rushed towards the gutter without hesitation.

Li Shiqi was about to go over, but was held down by Zhang Xi behind him. Wang Zhu smiled and said, "There is no need for a strong man to do anything. Someone will pour the wine." Several maids went over and poured a bowl of wine and placed it on Li Shiqi.

In front of Shi Qi, Wang Zhu said, "Mr. Li, please have a taste." Li Shiqi was taken away by the strong aroma. Without saying a word, he poured a bowl of purple wine into his throat. The aroma of the wine immediately tasted like blood.

As the wine flowed throughout his body, Li Shiqi couldn't help but admire, "Good wine——"

Wang Zhu said happily, "It seems that Mr. Li already knows the origin of this wine." Li Shiqi was stunned. "I don't know this yet. If I drink a bowl, I should be able to tell." Wang Zhu ordered.

; "Pour some wine for Mr. Li."

Li Shiqi raised his neck and saw the bottom of the bowl of wine again.

Wang Zhu smiled piously and said, "Well, you will know this time." Li Shiqi said, "It's almost done. After three bowls, you will see the difference."

"Come on, hurry up and pour some wine for Mr. Li."

The wine was drank bowl after bowl. When the jar was almost upside down, Wang Zhu asked again: "Sir, have you tasted it?" Li Shiqi still said the same old saying: "Just three more bowls and it will be almost done." Wang Zhu

He sneered in his heart, thinking that the uncle is a fool, you can't taste it even if you drink thirty more bowls. Li Shiqi was already drunk.

Wang Zhu said, "Mr. Li drank too much today. Let's drink some other time. Take the wine down."

Li Shiqi was a typical rogue drunkard. The more you refused to let him drink, the more unwilling he would be. If someone said he was drunk, he would immediately get furious and blow his beard and stare.

"Nonsense, I am very sober. Who said I was drunk? I am very sober! Come on, let's have another drink!"
To be continued...