Beijing.
In the imperial study room of the imperial palace.
Lin Yunhong has been busy these days, and a flurry of memorials appeared on his Long Case.
He never missed a letter. Not only did he not feel tired, but he was in a particularly good mood.
There is always a happy and touched smile on his face.
The content of the memorial was the launch of Dayan Weekly, which caused a huge response in the capital.
All city inns were overcrowded, and many people in the capital, including noble families, lined up to donate materials and money.
Many scholars even went out of the city to personally aid the disaster-stricken areas in the two southern provinces.
In addition, the inn was taken over by the Ministry of War, and Song Zhong, the minister of the Ministry of War, who was known as a selfless man, personally took charge to prevent the disaster relief materials donated by the people of Dayan from being tampered with.
He issued a military order, requiring the officers and soldiers who took over the post station not to touch any relief materials or money. Anyone who dared to reach out would be immediately beheaded!
"The capital city is at the feet of the emperor, but I don't know what will happen to other cities if the weekly newspaper is published..."
Lin Yunhong is looking forward to news from other prefectures and cities. Will they be the same as the capital?
"How did the prince come up with this? There are so many heads in the court, it's just useless. It seems that the prince grew up among the people, which actually made him successful..."
Lin Yunhong then looked towards the south, his expression gradually becoming serious.
The luck over there has been eroded, it's all gray, and only a small amount of luck has traveled, which means that the situation in the two southern provinces is not optimistic.
The people's hearts are in disarray.
"Those who stretch out their hands for disaster relief supplies should be damned..." Lin Yunhong's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
If disaster relief materials are sent there, no matter how big the disaster is, the people can feel the court's concern for them.
The people's hearts will not be weakened.
But it was because of the insatiable greed of those officials that the people of the two southern provinces were greatly disappointed in the court, which led to this result.
Good thing!
The prince's Dayan Weekly is trying to turn the tide, and the prince personally went to the disaster-stricken areas of the two prefectures. Lin Yunhong is full of confidence in this.
There is no better son than a father.
…
Holy courtyard.
Tianshuyuan Holy Son Hall.
"Li Shengzi, a big event happened in the capital!"
A bachelor from the Holy Academy reported some things to the Holy Son Li Xiyang and brought several copies of Dayan Weekly.
"oh?"
Li Xiyang was a little curious, so he picked up the weekly newspaper and read it, and saw the court's call.
"Ah!"
Li Xiyang sneered: "The imperial court is at the end of its rope, the treasury is already empty, and it can't provide any relief materials, but it still wants to appeal to the people? Ridiculous!"
"Those untouchables can't even open the door to others, but they still give money and supplies to others? It can only be said that the imperial court does not understand the selfishness of people's hearts!"
The bachelor of the Holy Academy nodded secretly: "What the Holy Son said is absolutely true, at least the disciple doesn't want to give it!"
"Well, that's a good idea."
Li Xiyang smiled slightly and nodded slightly. Then he seemed to have thought of something and said, "I happen to be free today, so I will teach you a lesson to see how those untouchables in Dayan hate the imperial court."
"Go gather the disciples, and I, the Holy Son, will take you to the major stations to watch the jokes."
Li Xiyang lost face at the cultural conference and planned to use this opportunity to regain his reputation.
He thinks he knows something about people's hearts.
People are selfish.
He wanted the scholars of the Holy Academy to know that it was a big joke for the imperial court to do this.
"good!"
The bachelor of the Holy Academy was happy to do so.
Studying and practicing in the holy courtyard is too boring. It is better to follow the Holy Son to practice and look at the world with a smile.
Soon the bachelors of the Holy Academy summoned dozens of people. Everyone was very excited and admired the Holy Son Li Xiyang very much.
"At the last cultural meeting, the imperial court came well-prepared. I suffered a lot of losses. However, the imperial court is finally at the end of the road. It actually issued a call to the people. I will show you the joke of the imperial court."
Li Xiyang talked eloquently and said with a smile: "Many of you are freshmen. Choosing the Holy Academy will be the wisest choice in your life!"
Then they set out to leave the Holy Monastery.
Soon he arrived at the station closest to the Holy Court. Li Xiyang enjoyed the admiration of these new students and talked about his journey to the Holy Son.
But when he arrived at the inn, Li Xiyang was stunned.
The bachelors of the Holy Academy behind him who were holding small notebooks to record the words and deeds of the Holy Son were also dumbfounded.
There was no one at the post station as Li Xiyang said. It was completely the opposite. People lined up in long lines carrying various supplies.
There were even beggars with disabilities who donated the broken silver they begged for in their bowls, which moved countless people.
The officers and soldiers of the station registered and thanked all Dayan people who donated materials.
'how so? People are selfish, it is impossible for this kind of situation to happen...'
The corner of Li Xiyang's mouth twitched slightly, not believing this to be true, but he quickly understood the truth and gave his opinion, saying: "It's all an illusion arranged by the court. After all, if there is no one to publish the weekly newspaper, wouldn't it be ridiculed? ?”
"The most important reason is that this inn is very close to the Holy Academy. It was deliberately shown to the Holy Academy's bachelors!"
Only then did the other scholars of the Holy Academy suddenly realize, and they all said, "That's it!"
"This is not the case in other inns..."
Li Xiyang believed in his judgment and took the scholars to other inns. Then he became a little confused.
"Fake!"
He didn't believe it and continued to take the scholars to other inns.
West of the city!
North of the city!
East of the city!
…
There are fewer and fewer Holy Academy bachelors behind Li Xiyang, and there is no one following him now.
They all made excuses to leave, because the theory of Li Xiyang, the Holy Son, made them particularly disappointed.
A false name!
They originally wanted to see the joke Li Xiyang said, but in the end...it turned out that the Holy Son was the joke.
"These people are crazy. They are as poor as beggars. They still care about others. They are ignorant!"
Li Xiyang was greatly hit, and he was unwilling to accept that the court could win people's hearts...
His whole family died at the hands of Emperor Dayan, how could he endure being supported by the imperial court?
"hehe!"
Li Xiyang suddenly sneered and sneered: "I almost forgot that there are so many corrupt officials in the court. These donated materials and money will only fill those people's stomachs!"
"Interesting, the court will just wait for these untouchables to vent their anger! When the time comes, I don't mind adding fuel to the flames..."
Li Xiyang knew very well that once the materials and money donated by these people were swallowed by court officials, it would definitely arouse great public outrage.
It is not impossible for the entire people to lose their support and for the dynasty to collapse overnight.
Li Xiyang's mood improved instantly. He was looking forward to this scene happening, and planned to use it secretly...
…
at the same time.
After several days of traveling, the holy beast that transformed into a war horse finally brought Lin Yi to Nanxiang Mansion.
It landed outside the snow-covered Nanxiang City, spitting out its long tongue... and almost collapsed.
It was almost squeezed dry, and it was looking at Lin Yi with resentment on its face.
"Thank you for your hard work, little one!"
Lin Yi gently stroked the holy beast's head, and the latter's resentful expression disappeared. He enjoyed Lin Yi's gentle strokes and seemed to be resurrected with full blood in an instant.
Lin Yi chuckled, then turned to look at Nanxiang Fucheng, his expression gradually becoming serious.
The cold wind howled.
The city is covered with a layer of snow, and when frozen, it looks like a city carved out of ice.
"It's like the movie Ice Age... the situation is not optimistic!"
Lin Yi felt heavy.
He has a silver dragon soft armor to protect his body. He can resist the cold air without using Haoran Zhengqi, but the people in the city cannot.
at this time.
A wave of warm air came from the city, and the snow was slowly melting. Lin Yi looked up and saw a blazing sun rising over Nanxiang City.
The chill is being suppressed.
"What a strong fluctuation of talent, this is... literary skills!"
Lin Yi understood instantly, and felt a warm current in his heart for no reason, and said in surprise: "There are people guarding this city. They have been persisting and never gave up..."
"I have Tai Chi Bagua. In addition to providing material and logistical support, maybe I can also contribute!"
"Little guy, unload the chariot and follow me into the city!"
Lin Yi didn't want to cross the border in a ostentatious manner, so he decided to go into the city to investigate the specific situation.
He turned over and mounted a war horse transformed into a holy beast, marched against the wind in the ice and snow, and entered the city alone...
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