Wang Zi'an opened the door, and the orange candlelight instantly shone on the visitor, drawing a long figure on the ground.
Baibai is plump and naturally has a festive look on his face.
The "Grand Sun Steward" was wearing a black cloak and stood quietly in the courtyard that had turned completely white.
Your appearance really doesn't suit this outfit. Even if I give you an embroidered spring knife, you won't be able to act as cool as the boss of Dongchang Factory.
Wang Zi'an complained in his heart and turned sideways to open the door.
"Thank you for your hard work, come in and have a glass of water and wine to warm yourself up——"
"Chief Changsun" smiled and cupped his hands.
"Thank you for your kindness, sir. I won't go in. Our boss is still waiting for a reply."
Which boss is yours?
Wang Zi'an pretended not to understand what he said, with a regretful expression on his face.
"In this case, I won't force you to stay. I'll tell your boss that the plan can begin..."
Steward Changsun slightly cupped his hands, turned around and disappeared into the night.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
This fat white man who looks harmless to humans and animals is actually pretty good. With his performance today, Cheng Chumo and Li Siwen may not be his opponents.
What a talent.
The wind is getting stronger, the snow is getting heavier, and as far as the eye can see, there is already a world of broken jade.
Hey, this kind of world is really not suitable for this. I still like to take the little girl out in the snow to look for plum blossoms and have sex in this weather.
Wang Zi'an turned around, closed the door, and took a shower. Just for this day, under these conditions, he would freeze to death even if he took a bath. On this snowy night, Wang Zi'an suddenly missed the big bathhouse in his previous life. .
I am so rich, so I should quickly get myself a big bathhouse.
It's best to have a hot spring, that'll be nice.
I remember that there was a famous hot spring near Chang'an. It seemed that it was discovered by a monk in the early Tang Dynasty. I don't know if it has been discovered by anyone now.
I seem to remember it being Dongtangyu, right?
Let's go and see it tomorrow.
The prince thought drowsily before falling asleep.
…
The north wind howled all night.
Early the next morning, it turned out to be a rare sunny day.
When the long-lost sun emerged from the east, a few fast horses, riding on the snow that slightly reflected the sunlight, took today's latest newspaper and headed in all directions, quickly disappearing into the vastness.
Today's Di Bao is no different from the past, except for an extra line of small words: Chang'an grain prices have risen three times a day, and a pound of rice costs thirty cents.
…
As dawn broke in the east, the bells and drums in temples and city walls rang one after another, and Chang'an City, which had been sleeping all night, began to gradually wake up and become lively again.
But soon, there were noises everywhere.
Imperial College, Imperial College.
Li Yifu got up, washed, and went out with his book as usual.
Not far out of the courtyard, he heard a commotion in front of him, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace out of curiosity.
The bulletin board where notices, poems, and articles are usually posted is actually packed with people. From time to time, incredible exclamations could be heard, and someone could faintly hear someone reciting excitedly.
Could it be that some great scholar from Hongxue has written a new article?
He quickly squeezed in.
There was indeed an article posted in front of him, but as soon as he glanced at it, his eyes narrowed slightly and he took a breath of air.
This is a unique manuscript. The title of the article reads: The student's righteous deeds shocked the world, and it is the right time to save the crisis and help the poor.
The font is light horizontally and heavy vertically, straight and powerful. It doesn't look like writing with a brush, but like it was carved with a carving knife. The words were also particularly strange. They looked simple and straightforward, just like everyday speech.
At first glance, it looks like an article praising the students for their righteous deeds yesterday, but upon closer inspection, it is heart-stopping.
It started off well, using thick pen and ink to describe the righteous deeds of the students from the Sixth School of the Imperial College, who were compassionate, accumulated good deeds, rescued people in danger, and helped the people affected by disasters.
Seeing all the students, everyone looked happy.
This kind of thing is naturally not suitable for me to promote, but if it is promoted by others, I will of course happily accept it.
Everyone will take the imperial examination to become an official in the future. Having such a good reputation will be of great benefit and no harm.
Then he wrote about the evil deeds of black-hearted grain merchants, who made it difficult for the country to make money. The price of grain rose three times a day, and the amount of rice cost thirty percent.
"Some students, just out of righteous indignation, spoke a few words of justice for the poor victims, and were beaten in public by people from the food industry. Their evil deeds are simply appalling, but the students' righteous deeds of asking for life for the people will be forgotten even after thousands of years. , will also be respected by future generations..."
At the end of the article, it is even more implicitly pointed out that the reason why these black-hearted grain merchants dare to be so cruel and cruel is because behind them are wealthy families from Guanzhong and Shandong...
Li Yifu's natural political sensitivity made him realize immediately that this was not an article praising everyone, but a war cry directed at a wealthy family.
Something big is going to happen!
Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered his words and deeds at Kongji Restaurant the day before yesterday, and the "righteous deed" that everyone participated in yesterday, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
He quickly pulled his hat, lowered his head and walked away.
I hope no one can notice me.
…
The same scene was quietly staged in the Sixth Academy of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, in the streets and alleys, in teahouses and restaurants, in the east and west cities, and even at the gate of Pingkangfang.
Cui Mansion.
The head of the family, Cui Hong, had a gloomy face and threw the article into Cui Ming's face with a snap.
"Idiot - look at the good thing you have done! Thirty cents per dollar, this price increase is unheard of. Are you out of your mind, or are you blinded by money? Do you know that articles like this, overnight, Spread throughout Chang'an - the entire family is ashamed because of you!"
Cui Ming looked at the article in front of him, and his eyes went dark.
There is only one thought left in my mind - it's over!
I thought it was a near miss yesterday, but I didn't expect the situation to change drastically overnight.
"No, Father, there must be someone behind this, someone must be plotting against me - no, they are plotting against our Cui family -"
Cui Ming suddenly reacted and rushed forward desperately, trying to explain to his father.
Cui Hong looked at his youngest son with complicated eyes and shook his head.
"No, the other party is not targeting our Cui family, to be precise, it is the wealthy families in Guanzhong and Shandong - the other party has great ambitions."
Cui Ming couldn't help but feel a little relieved. Just when he thought he could escape, Cui Hong's words struck him like thunder.
"But if it weren't for your greed and stupidity, our Cui family would not be in such a passive situation. This matter must be explained to the family and the outside world - you, please tell me, if you have any unfulfilled wishes, tell your father, As a father, I will try my best to satisfy you——"
When you benefited from the price increase, you remained silent, but when something went wrong, you stood up and used this as an excuse to make me take the blame!
Cui Ming felt cold all over, laughed miserably, and looked at his father in front of him as if he were a stranger.
