When the steward heard this, he couldn't help but be startled.
But then he said his promise in a deep voice, turned around and retreated.
Looking at the steward's disappearing figure, Changsun Wuji breathed out gently, with a complicated look flashing in his eyes.
Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, the battle between the Guanlong family and the Shandong family has never stopped.
But when the blade of the knife was about to see blood, he felt a sense of sadness like a rabbit dying or a fox dying.
But he quickly put aside this negative mood completely.
"That's all I can do -"
If the Wang family is so unfavorable that they know how to stop, then their lives should not be cut off. If not, then the Wang family will be ruined and they will have no one to blame.
While he was thinking about it, he summoned several senior officials from the Changsun family and quietly made a plan to devour the Wang family.
…
Datang Evening News.
Li Yifu is doing the writing himself and writing vigorously.
My husband has done it himself, so do I need someone else to teach me how to write?
Moreover, during this period of time, he was hosting the Tang Dynasty Evening News, and his vision and experience were far beyond what he had previously experienced. As soon as this incident came out, he immediately sensed something unusual about it.
He vaguely realized that his opportunity seemed to have come!
So, he put aside all the chores in the newspaper office and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the creation of this press release.
After all, Datang Evening News is now on the right track, and he does not need to do many things personally. Ouyang Wen and Xu Zhongliang can handle some matters such as editing and proofreading. Even if there are some unexpected situations, there are still old
Mr. Li Tou and Mr. Xuanzhen are in charge. Of course, Mr. Li Tou seems to have been ill recently and has not been able to come over, but there is still Mr. Xuanzhen.
As for manuscripts, there is no need to worry. Now almost all the lower-class people in Chang'an City have become contributors to Datang Evening News. Every day, there is an endless stream of people coming to deliver news at various newspaper selling points.
The editorial team headed by Ouyang Wen and Xu Zhongliang has also adapted to the style of Datang Evening News and can select suitable manuscripts more accurately.
As for "The Heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" which is currently the most popular among readers, do you still need to consider it?
Each issue updates one chapter.
I have the manuscript sent by my husband, so I don’t have to worry about it at all.
What's there to worry about——
With such a wonderful story, who wouldn’t like it?
With this foundation, is it just a matter of lying around and making money?
Therefore, Li Yifu was very relieved.
I concentrated on polishing the manuscript in my hand. After nearly two hours of hard work and repeated revisions and consideration of the manuscript, it was finally time to finish.
At this time, he was doing the final touches when manager Zhang from the printing factory next door hurried in.
"Editor-in-Chief Li——"
The visitor stood down, raised his hands and saluted.
Li Yifu put down the manuscript in his hand, stood up, and returned the salute with a smile.
"Manager Zhang——"
Manager Zhang ignored the small talk and got straight to the point.
"Editor Li, has the paper issue been settled? If there is no settlement, I'm afraid we will have to stop production tomorrow -"
"What about today? Can you still hold on?"
Li Yifu suddenly became a little nervous.
"It's not a problem today..."
Manager Zhang couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"That's no problem—"
As soon as he heard that there was no problem today, Li Yifu immediately felt relieved and smiled to comfort Manager Zhang who came to ask for help.
"Manager Zhang, don't worry. My husband said that there is no problem with the paper, so there is no problem. Just don't worry..."
Manager Zhang:......
I'm so worried!
Now, let alone paper, there is not even a shadow of paper——
But he had no choice. What else could he do? He was just the one doing the hard work.
Since people say there is no problem, then there is no problem.
…
"It's okay about tomorrow -"
Outside the gate of the Marquis' Mansion in Chang'an.
The drunk Li Shimin deliberately took a step behind, stopped and looked at the leisurely Wang Zi'an, and asked in a low voice, his eyes were clear and bright, and he still looked drunk just now.
This bitch didn't drink.
And you are fooling yourself with some eugenics and eugenics advice. Isn’t this nonsense?
Back then, I should have eaten, drank, and given birth to sons, but I wasn't as smart as one after another.
Besides, this bitch hasn’t even married a wife yet, and he’s just thinking about having a son, so he’s not afraid of being laughed at!
If you don’t drink, how can you get drunk?
This is very difficult to handle. I originally wanted to talk to him about dividing the spoils - ahem, dividing the spoils - ahem, sharing the spoils with him while he drank too much, but he stopped drinking!
"As long as you have no problem, I have no problem - but this is a matter of course. Brother Da Zhuang and the others, you have to give them an explanation -"
Li Shimin nodded seriously when he heard this.
"Don't worry, I will never treat them badly. If this happens, I will personally ask for credit from Your Majesty on their behalf -"
Wang Zi'an nodded and waved his hand casually.
"Anything that requires credit or not, it's all trivial. I don't care about anything else. There is only one thing. I hope you can give me some snacks——"
Having said this, Wang Zi'an glanced at him sideways.
"Brother Da Zhuang and the others are ordinary villagers with no big ambitions. I don't want them to be affected by this incident in the future..."
Li Shimin thought about it and discussed it with Wang Zi'an.
"I heard that the emperor may have the idea to restore the Shaofu Prison to part of the Han system, so that they can abandon some of their functions in the future and concentrate on taking care of the royal industry. When the time comes, let Da Zhuang and others join the Shaofu Prison. With His Majesty's protection, who can
Dare to cause trouble for them?"
Wang Zi'an was startled when he heard this, and then nodded.
"If that's the case, it would be a good idea——"
The Shaofujian during the Qin and Han Dynasties was different from the Shaofujian today. As one of the Nine Qings, they held a high position. They were not only responsible for collecting revenue from mountains and seas and managing handicraft manufacturing, but were also responsible for taking care of the emperor's personal property.
It can be regarded as a small treasury for the royal family. By the time of the Eastern Han Dynasty, it even took care of all the sundries of the palace, including clothing, treasures, delicacies, etc.
From this perspective, he should be regarded as the emperor's retainer.
Therefore, Li Shimin proposed this to give Da Zhuang and the others the status of royal retainers. With this protective umbrella, many troubles would be solved.
So, if that's the case, it's really a good idea.
However, why are you so proud——
Wang Zi'an couldn't help complaining in his heart and deliberately teased.
"Why, our emperor feels that he has some money in his hand and he can do well on his own? He has only made a few money, and it has swelled like this. I'm not telling you, this is probably because he has never seen any big money -
"
Li Shimin:......
How poor am I?
Even if I dig your ancestral graves, I still eat your rice!
He really wanted to slap this brat, but he didn't dare.
Because I owe a lot of debt to others——
He was afraid that this bitch would turn against him and demand money on the spot.
"You brat, what are you talking about? If your words fall into His Majesty's ears, I'll slap you on the spot——"
After saying that, not wanting to talk to him anymore, Li Shimin tossed his sleeves, got in the car and left with a straight face.
Seeing this guy's angry look, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, revealing a happy smile.
Tsk, I just like to see you defeated and helpless on the spot——
…
The night in Chang'an comes as expected.
But some people’s activities have just begun——
In the dark night, a small team of about a hundred people accurately avoided the patrolling Wuhou, and took advantage of the darkness to quietly begin to march towards the Qujiang Pool...