Zhang Jiuer watched Lin Yi leave lonely, turned over and hugged the pillow, her delicate body trembled slightly, and the pillow was wet with tears...
"Why!"
The old woman taking care of him sighed softly.
…
After Lin Yi left Zhang Jiuer's room, he saw Li Wenbo doing rehabilitation training, so he didn't disturb him.
I went back to my room, prepared my pen and ink, and started drafting the plan for the 'Dayan Weekly'.
Establishing a new government office is not an easy task.
But why did the Emperor Dayan become his father, and both of them happened to want to change the world?
Just do it!
at the same time.
Dayan Emperor Lin Yunhong, who was supposed to be in the imperial study room reviewing the cabinet memorials, was instead standing on the palace wall.
The demon-slaying sword hovered beside him, eyes always staring in a certain direction, and said indifferently: "Now that you are here, don't leave!"
call out!
The demon-slaying sword pierced the air and flew away.
…
Under the gate of the capital city.
A white-faced scholar held a folding fan and looked at the nearby city gate, his heart beating faster.
I'm leaving soon, hold on a little longer.
"Damn it, Song Tiejun gave birth to a son who is like a loser. We could have lived in peace..."
The white-faced scholar's eyes were gloomy, and he said angrily in his heart: "The plan will succeed soon, how shameful!"
"Next person!"
The voice of the city gate guard sounded, and the white-faced scholar walked over and handed the pass jade certificate to the city gate guard.
The city gate guard looked at the jade certificate and then looked up and down at the white-faced scholar.
"Wu Fan?"
The city gate guard did not return the jade certificate and asked: "Recently, the city is arresting thieves. Those who leave the city need to issue a document issued by the Yamen for leaving the city. Is there any?"
"have!"
The white-faced scholar smiled slightly and handed the exit documents to the city gate guard. He had already been prepared.
"kindness?"
The city gate guard raised his eyebrows and stood up suddenly.
Uh-huh!
Uh-huh!
Other guards with long guns came over immediately. These were some secret signals, indicating that there were suspicious people.
The white-faced scholar frowned and said, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my paperwork?"
"The official jade certificate is from Wu Fan, but your leaving the city document is from Wu Yi. How do you explain it? Take it!"
The city gate guards waved their hands, and those guards immediately captured the white-faced scholar.
"court death!"
Wu Yi knew that this road was impassable and wanted to force his way out of the city. His spiritual power suddenly exploded and he pressed seals with his hands.
Suddenly, vines grew under the feet of several guards, directly binding their legs. These vines grew wildly, sprouting thorns and piercing directly into the bodies of the guards.
"ah……"
"Woo!"
The vines went down the guard's throat, and the guard suddenly turned into a human being.
"Evil magic! Humanity Sect disciples!"
The gate guards shouted, preparing to call for help.
Those who were waiting in line were so frightened when they saw this scene that they ran away.
"You could have survived, so why bother meddling in your own business? You don't get much salary, so why are you selling your life?"
Wu Yi sneered, and just when he was about to go on a killing spree and leave the city, suddenly, a huge pressure fell from the sky.
Thump!
Wu Yi suddenly knelt down uncontrollably, his knees cracking the ground, and his voice began to tremble: "No... no..."
"Now that you're here, why bother thinking about leaving?"
A deep and majestic voice sounded above the city gate, and the next moment, a spiritual sword glowing with endless golden light stood in the void.
call out!
The spirit sword locked onto Wu Yi, and then, as fast as lightning, passed between Wu Yi's eyebrows, and then flew back quickly.
It swept towards the direction of the palace, never stopping for a moment.
"Slay...the demon-slaying sword!"
Wu Yi muttered before he died, and his body fell to the ground. Blood flowed out from his eyebrows, and even the Yin God was wiped out.
On the palace wall.
Lin Yunhong took the demon-slaying sword that flew back and headed to the imperial study with his hands on his back.
Killing a demon during the break from reviewing memorials can be regarded as adding a bit of fun to a boring life.
…
The next few days.
Lin Yi locked himself in his room and memorized the "Book of Changes" that he had memorized in his mind, cultivating Haoran's righteousness.
Secondly, there is the matter of preparing the 'Dayan Weekly', which is not troublesome in itself. The main issue is printing and distribution.
He needs to specify some positions and the coordination issues of branches in Dayan Prefecture, and how to deliver the news in a timely manner.
Lin Yi rubbed his eyebrows and murmured in a low voice: "If a manuscript is published here in the capital, then it must be ensured that the contents of the manuscript will appear in the branches of Dayan on the same day, and then the branches will start printing and distribution."
"Otherwise, given the distance from the capital to each prefecture, it may take seven days... and we still won't be able to deliver it!"
"But Yan Shuangwu should have a way. He has to report news to the emperor in Nanxiang Fucheng. There must be a real-time communication method!"
"After the contents of newspapers and periodicals arrive in each prefecture, it is not troublesome to distribute them to various states and counties. All you have to do is pay a fourth-grade gentleman in each prefecture to brag about them. A horse can travel a thousand miles in a day..."
"Movable type printing is the core. After Yan Shuangwu finds the office, he will communicate with the announcement..."
"The second step is to recruit ordinary readers to be responsible for article proofreading, typesetting and editing, as well as printers!"
After Lin Yi completely finalized the complete process draft, more than ten days had passed.
During this time.
After Zhang Jiuer recovered from his injuries, he left a letter for Li Wenbo to deliver to Lin Yi, who was in seclusion.
Then he embarked on the road to study at Qingshan Academy.
Li Wenbo and Madam Zhang's injuries were also completely healed. Li Wenbo also told the dean of Pingzhou Academy about his joining the Dragon Guard in the capital, including Lin Yi becoming the Jie Yuan of the rural trial in the capital and meeting His Majesty.
At the same time, I also sent a letter to his family, saying that everything is well and don't miss him.
but.
Just today, Li Wenbo received a reply from his family, and he was depressed for a long time.
Lying on a chair in the courtyard with eyes blank, he kept lamenting: "Cousin...my cousin..."
Lin Yi sorted out the plan and prepared to go to Zhenfu Division.
As soon as he arrived at the front yard, Lin Yi heard Li Wenbo calling "cousin" heartbroken...
"Wenbo, whose cousin are you calling?" Lin Yi asked.
Uh-huh!
Li Wenbo was startled. When he saw Lin Yi finally walking out of the room, he slumped his shoulders and said, "Master, there is a letter from home saying that my childhood sweetheart's cousin went to Jintian Mansion and disappeared..."
"Jintian Mansion?"
Lin Yi frowned, why did this name sound so familiar?
Remembered!
At the great court meeting, Lu Fangqiao of the Hanlin Academy, who was beheaded, was in charge of the appointment and dismissal of officials in Jintian Mansion.
Many of the Jintianfu's bachelors in the Imperial College were trained by Lu Fangqiao.
"Why!"
Li Wenbo sighed and looked at Lin Yidao: "Master, I have been depressed for a long time. Now that I have come out, please accompany me to go out for a drink to relieve my boredom. I will go back and ask Mr. Hua if you can ask Brother Longwei from Jintian Mansion to help find... …”
"Don't think too much. Let's find a solution later. Let's go have a drink together and relax!"
Lin Yi saw that Li Wenbo was really not in a good state, so he decided to stabilize his emotions first, and then asked Zhao Tai to follow up.
Just in time...he was going to Zhenfu Division.
"That's great!"
Li Wenbo was so moved that his head fell directly on Lin Yi's shoulder.
'Fuck you faggot, go away...'
Lin Yi had goosebumps on his arms. He quickly corrected him, lightly kicked his butt, and said sternly: "Pay attention to Long Wei's image!"
…
Outside the west city.
An old woman in ragged clothes, holding a package in her arms, was walking down the street in despair. With chapped lips, she tirelessly asked the passers-by: "My lord, can you tell me about the Imperial City?" How to go?"
"My lord, which direction is the palace? Please be kind..."
No one stopped, but even showed disgusted expressions.
The old woman was like a helpless child, hunched over, standing alone on the street, staring blankly at the busy streets of Beijing, with tears in her eyes.
Why is the world so cold and cold?
