Huang Xiao asked Yueniang to take Zhang Yan to take a bath.
He went to Zhang Yan's room to adjust the air conditioner.
Got the phone.
I found that Xu Na had sent a video half an hour ago.
It's still Zhu Youxiao's situation.
Xu Na said in the video that she was on night shift today.
Huang Xiao called and chatted for a while. He didn't hang up until Zhang Yan and the others came over.
The two girls were a little shy when they saw Huang Xiao in the room.
Huang Xiaodao: "Sister-in-law, the air conditioner has been turned on. You can rest and remember to cover yourself with a quilt. This is a bedside lamp. This is how to turn it on..."
Huang Xiao explained how to use it and said: "When I have free time, I will decorate the other rooms so that my sister-in-law and Yue'er will not have to squeeze into the same bed."
Yueniang said: "Yes, I'd better go to the young master's room. Your Majesty will rest alone. I can't be with you."
Zhang Yan blushed, and under the orange light, no one else could notice it.
"Sister Yue'er, there is no empress here. Why are you and I so unfamiliar? You can stay here."
"Okay!" Yueniang nodded.
Yueniang's suggestion just now really made Huang Xiao a little excited.
This simple girl...
But, sooner or later.
"Sister-in-law, this is my eldest brother's current situation. Take a look."
Huang Xiao remembered the video and quickly gave the phone to Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan clicked it and Yueniang looked over curiously.
Soon she was stunned!
"It's Your Majesty! Master, why is Your Majesty in this little box?"
"Is this a fairy? She's so beautiful! Why does she call you Brother Xiao?"
Yueniang couldn't help but exclaimed, making Zhang Yan chuckle.
The orange light shines on her fair and flawless face, as bright as a rose, a gentle smile rippling in her watery eyes, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth as perfect as a crescent moon...
Huang Xiao couldn't help but stare blankly.
Zhang Yanruo felt something, turned her head slightly, and glanced back at Huang Xiao.
Huang Xiao woke up in surprise and quickly looked to the side.
He thought to himself: "Mom, get out quickly, it's all Yue'er's fault, what are you doing with the tiger whip!"
"Well, Huang Xiao, you should go and have a rest." Zhang Yan returned the phone to Huang Xiao and said calmly.
"Oh, good night."
Huang Xiao retreated.
Huang Xiao is so ashamed, brother, I'm sorry for you!
Yueniang was extremely excited and talked to Zhang Yan.
Although Zhang Yan knew more than Yueniang, her knowledge was limited, so the topic turned to Huang Xiao.
Yueniang said: "Sister, do you think the young master is an immortal?"
Zhang Yan nodded and said, "That's right! He said that he is the only one in the world who can travel between two realms. This magical power is similar to that of an immortal."
Yueniang hummed: "I think so, but, sister, let me tell you, the young master is so strange..."
Zhang Yan's face turned red as blood.
"Go to sleep."
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, people in the capital were notified that they could go out and the whole city was unblocked.
Chaoyang Gate was in a mess, and although the traces of artillery fire had been cleared away, the power of that day could still be seen.
Although the Dahuangzhuang militiamen carried out street-by-street propaganda, the people still had only a partial understanding of the regicide that occurred in the palace. Everyone was in panic, not knowing whether there would be unrest in the future. This kind of involvement The fight for the throne is the most bloody, and a slight mistake will cause disaster to Chi Yu.
Therefore, although the restrictions have been lifted, there are very few people on the streets and everyone is watching!
Suddenly a clear and sweet nursery rhyme sounded everywhere.
"La la la! La la la! I am a little expert in selling newspapers. I don't wait until dawn to sell newspapers. I walk and shout at the same time. Today's news is really good. I will buy a newspaper for two copper coins..."
On every street, there are newsboys carrying baskets on their backs singing songs. The songs are full of joy and dispel the fear in the hearts of the people in the capital.
"Big news! Big news! The Duke of Ming Dynasty is plotting a rebellion!"
"Jiannu, together with the Hakka family and the Duke, plotted to kill His Majesty!"
"The wise and loyal minister Huang Xiao successfully rescued His Majesty!"
"Marquis Zhongyi offered a reward of 5,000 taels of silver for capturing Jian Nu's detailed work!"
"The Queen issued an order to kill slaves!"
…
Newsboys shouted all kinds of news, all of which were news that the people wanted to know.
Soon, someone opened the door and called out to the newsboy.
Two pennies is simply too cheap!
It’s worth buying so much paper to take home at a price you can’t even buy a pancake for!
Soon, each newsboy was surrounded by enthusiastic people.
Xiaohu is also among them. He is very literate and shouts slogans in all kinds of ways. The others are children who have been temporarily trained, so naturally they cannot call Xiaohu.
Huang Xiao set the rule that half a penny for each newspaper should go to the newsboy.
After Xiaohu has grown up in the past few months, his body has become much stronger. Everyone around him has a hundred newspapers, but he carries one hundred and fifty copies.
Moreover, there are soldiers patrolling the streets, taking care of these children, and carrying newspapers for the newsboys to pick up after they sell out.
Xiaohu is full of energy!
After picking it up once, three hundred copies were sold!
Earned one hundred and fifty coins.
When passing by Huichun Hall, he thought of his sister's breakfast stall and the days at Huichun Hall. Xiaohu couldn't help but stop, and at the same time he felt hungry in his belly.
The literate people bought the newspaper and read it with gusto. From time to time they made loud exclamations or indignation. Some cried, some laughed, some cursed, some laughed, and so on!
Illiterate people are itchy, but when I ask those who read newspapers, most of them are so absorbed in the huge amount of shocking news in newspapers that they don't bother to pay attention.
This made these illiterate people very anxious. Someone happened to see Xiaohu standing on the street in a daze with a basket on his back.
"Hey, little newsboy, what is the newspaper talking about?" Many people gathered around and asked.
Xiaohu became more energetic and said: "Two copper coins per share, don't you know that you bought it?"
"We are all illiterate!"
"How about we pay for each of us to buy a copy, and you read it to everyone!"
Xiaohu touched his belly.
Someone with sharp eyes said: "Little newsboy, I'll treat you to a piece of cake!"
"All right!"
Xiaohu nodded with satisfaction.
Soon the remaining dozen newspapers turned into more than thirty copper coins.
"I won't sell this last piece to anyone." Xiaohu pushed away the last person's coin.
"Why?"
Xiaohu said: "This is the first issue of Daming Daily, and it contains such earth-shattering news. This will definitely be valuable in the future, and I want to keep it!"
The common people were stunned for a moment, then woke up, and those who bought it were very happy, while those who were ready to take advantage of it and get the news regretted it endlessly.
Xiaohu's words are not nonsense, because time is tight and the news needs to be spread all over the world, so the number of newspapers is naturally insufficient.
Sure enough, as soon as Xiaohu finished speaking, a scholar who was about forty years old and quite handsome but wearing a shabby gown walked over quickly.
"Newsboy, give me one."
