The patriarch of the Red Mansion is so handsome

Because of planning fishing, Jia Zhen wrote again, urging Jia Jing and his party to go south as soon as possible, and at the same time mentioned a matter of using police magic.Jia Jing didn't know about going to heaven, and they were also silenced.But Jing Huan, with the enthusiasm of today's "half uncle", others may not tell, but Jia Jing must have been known.

Looking at the spies who hurriedly left with the letter, Jia Zhen sighed deeply, went back and complained to Bao Mian: "I held back when I was in Harbin, now I can chatter a few words happily. If I had known, I would also like compensation Now, I want electricity, and with electricity, the research on electric lights and telegraphs has taken a leap forward. It’s not like it is now.”

Regarding electricity, Bao Mian still vaguely knew its functions, so he couldn't help but raised his hand and patted Jia Zhen on the shoulder, persuading and admonishing him earnestly: "The granary knows the etiquette, and the granary knows the etiquette, and the food and clothing are enough to know the honor and disgrace." "It's still desirable, but some things don't suit the current political situation.The simplest point - there is no money to do these studies right now.

"We have to eat one bite at a time. We have dealt with the rest of the gang, opened a miscellaneous school, and recruited some gifted children. Then we will continue to work hard, entrust the princes and ministers to the cabinet, and carry out innovation. At that time, the whole social atmosphere will pay attention to it." Well, maybe we'll see the phone you're talking about someday."

After finishing speaking, Bao Mian found out that he had violated the principle and gave Jia Zhen such an unattainable promise, so he couldn't help sighing.He is really raking his ears more and more, in case Huo Gang loses strength in the future, what should be done.

Jia Zhen took the opportunity to embrace Bao Mian silently, put her head on the man's shoulder, and said weakly: "I understand the truth, otherwise I wouldn't have held back for three years before, just feeling sad!"

They are all very busy, so they just have this opportunity to chat and talk about love at night.This still has to be done.

Still, there is progress.

Although they can't share the same bed overnight, Bao Mian is already used to hugging and kissing each other.

"Be patient, hold your breath." Bao Mian tilted his head slightly, looked at Jia Zhen who looked "tired", blushed, closed his eyes and kissed the cheek, and said shyly: "You...you said encouragement. "

"On the other side too."

Bao Mian: "... No you, if you go on like this. Those who have a bad reputation for you, don't want to be coquettish, you know? Especially the Taoist priest will come soon. If you are really a woman, the Taoist priest will have to put me It’s been cut into eight pieces. And they’re all men, and they’re very...very..."

Bao Mian blushed so much that he could drip wax, "It's easy to rub, shoot, walk, and catch fire."

"Then you have the ability to go one!" Jia Zhen was looking forward to it psychologically, but she didn't have the guts to say it.After all, Bao Mian is very serious about planning their future, the kind of little eyes that are full of enthusiasm to marry him home, just looking at them, they feel seductive.

It is also worthy of his patient expectation.

Looking at the shy Bao Mian, Jia Zhen moved back indistinctly, cleared her throat, and said in a low voice with a hoarse voice: "Then... then let's talk about the preparation of newspapers and outlets. .”

When Bao Mian heard this, he looked at Jia Zhen, who revealed the word "unhappy" all over her body, and said solemnly: "When all the remaining evils are caught, we will get married, with the sky as the matchmaker and the earth as the witness. "

Heaven and earth, relatives and teachers, if the king does not agree, then he will naturally choose to move forward.

Jia Zhen followed Zheng and nodded, "Okay."

Even he knew that Jia Zhen would definitely agree, but Bao Mian felt that he didn't want to talk about official business when he was so close, so close that he could see Jia Zhen's eyes reflecting his own figure. I just want to be with people so quietly and crookedly.

With some sweet anticipation, Bao Mian fantasized about his old age and retirement life, and felt a sense of urgency, and said, "The newspapers are fine. But are you sure you want to use those people of all ages to deliver the newspapers?"

"The formation of these people is also a group of labor force." Jia Zhen slowly described her plan, "Unless they are born evil, other people still have a lot of plasticity. Now we are still newcomers, and the foundation is not stable. I will call those black bosses Let’s keep it under control. Firstly, it will reduce your security incidents, secondly, we will track down local snakes from them, and thirdly, if they are well trained, this group of people are bold, some gangsters are quick-witted, and they are also familiar with the terrain and surrounding areas It is easy for the common people to mobilize and become the masses of the sun, warm-hearted and good citizens."

"The current technology first promotes the semi-monthly magazine, and then after the newspaper is published, let them subcontract it according to the site. First, it will make an impact from the gentry, and the common people don't need you to come forward. These people train a few storytellers. For cross talk, it's easy."

"These plans are not designed to simply attack Yulong Pavilion. You can also publish political affairs in the future, or you can also let ordinary people engage in entertainment, and businesses can promote to earn advertising fees, etc."

"Speaking of which, it's good to have you." Bao Mian thought that since he took office, Jia Zhen had provided him with a lot of help, overtly or secretly, and couldn't help expressing his feelings.

"These are just standing on the shoulders of giants." Jia Zhen felt her breath calm down, and raised her arms to hug Bao Mian's waist tightly, "However, my heart will be true at that time."

"The little brother behind you is also real." Bao Mian secretly sighed.He was married anyway, and besides, he settled countless cases, but Jia Zhen moved around under his nose, how could he not know.

But because of this, he felt as if he was really depressed by Fu Gang.

Because after he heard about it, he really wanted to reward Jia Zhen with another kiss.

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Ten days later, the "Golden Eye" newspaper, which was ridiculed by later generations as "disease, poison, and direct marketing", swept across Jiangsu and Anhui provinces with lightning speed.

From the governor down to the traffickers and pawns, they were all stunned.

The saintess was also stunned, and then she burst into anger and jumped up, crumpling the "Golden Eye" in her hand into a ball.The long fingernails poked five holes in the newspaper.

"Come here, order the soldiers and horses, let's go and kill that monstrous Jia Zhen and all his family members." The saint ordered, gnashing her teeth.

This newspaper not only criticized their Yulong Pavilion as a cult, but also recorded in detail a story about the leader of the cult that was exterminated in the capital.Among them is not only her master Jing Chen, but also the Venerable Jing Huan!

Not only was the language used vulgar, but also the appearance of Venerable Jing Huan was published in the newspaper.

How could these pariahs pass on the name of Venerable Jing Huan by word of mouth!

"Junior Sister, calm down!" Su Nian folded the newspaper on the coffee table slowly, and took a sip of tea comfortably, then fiddled with the teacup, and said in a leisurely manner: "You should be happy about this. The minions are all focused on Jiangnan, and they don't know that Aunt Ling and the others have already completed the work. Now, everything is ready and only owes Dongfeng."

"Although that is the case, senior brother, how can this person be ruthless? Jia Zhen and others insulted Master in this way, and dare to insult Venerable Jing Huan. If the Venerable manifests and blames him, then we may not even have our lives!" In the end, the saint was full of fear and anger, "Don't you know that outside the Tai'an mansion, the venerable Jing Huan appeared and wiped out those minions of the court in one fell swoop?"

Hearing this, Su Nian turned his eyes slightly, looked at the picture scroll hanging in the middle of the secret room, his eyes sank, and said seriously: "Then if this is the case, why didn't the master appear when something happened? Although Venerable Jing Huan is reliable, , but I haven't seen it before, and it can't take all of Yulongge's century-old foundation."

After finishing speaking, Su Nian's tone became more serious, "Junior Sister, if you want to take revenge or vent your anger, you can do as you please. Then we might as well go our separate ways. I will go south to meet the envoy Dongsang and help Aunt Ling complete her great cause."

"You!" The saint's heart trembled when she heard the words, and she blurted out in anger, "Do you want to take the benefits of restoring the country to yourself?"

Hearing this, a murderous look flashed across Su Nian's eyes.He no longer has much patience to get along with people who are stupid women with long faces but no brains.

"So what?" Su Nian looked at the woman whose face was filled with horror as she was stabbed into the stomach by her own dagger, Su Nian's eyes flashed a haze: "This is not what you taught, it is useless to let it go."

After finishing speaking, Su Nian ordered someone to take the torch, and threw it at the painting hanging in the hall.Looking at the flames that seemed to be able to devour the sky, Su Nian's left lip corner slightly twitched with satisfaction.

Over the years, he kept low and low all the way, endured the burden, and finally took full control of Yulong Pavilion.

Don't think that he doesn't know the inside story, Jingchen's most beloved apprentice—Miaoyu, is his substitute.He is the orphan of the crown prince who was stolen from the palace by the Su family.

Therefore, it is only natural for him to take back the throne!

After igniting the picture scroll, Su Nian rolled his eyes coldly and lay on the ground, as if she was a saint who was dying, with a contemptuous smile in her eyes, she flicked her sleeves without hesitation, as if she was flicking away dirty things.

"Someone light the fire."

After giving the order, Su Nian went south overnight without hesitation.According to his itinerary, when he arrived in Guangdong, he happened to enter the camp. He won military merits through the defeated Nan'an County King.

Just as Su Nian was leaving, Jia Zhen seemed to have sensed something, leaped up to the watchtower in the yamen, stood on a high place and watched for a while, and called the spies: "You go south, hurry up and go south. Don't worry about the remnants of the previous dynasty." , Find a way to check the combat effectiveness of the army first."

"Uncle Zhen, Min Yue also has our colleagues. If something goes wrong, they will definitely report it. You shouldn't be too worried. It's late at night, so you rest. We'll find out about the inn, and we'll send people to go south."

"I'll come to the inn, you guys leave immediately." Jia Zhen analyzed: "I have been dormant before, but now there is internal strife, which means that the person who left does not believe in police illusions, and he is difficult to deal with. Prejudice. Not like those, brainwashed and brainwashed."

After such an analysis, the spies immediately turned serious, as if they were also born spies. Although they also had the consciousness of dying for the emperor, the royal family did not let them die casually, or give up their companions and other inhumane education.These remnants are not considered masters at all.

"Yes."

After watching the people lead the team away, Jia Zhen wiped her face and rushed to the scene of the crime—the inn near the brothel.

Half an hour ago, he and Bao Mian were discussing the matter of receiving the envoys from the Ministry of Rites going south, when suddenly fires erupted everywhere, and then spies came to report that something was wrong with the fire, and the method was crisp and neat, just like the fire in the Ribin Pavilion in the past.

The Protocol Pavilion was released by someone sent by Zhongshun.Loyal and obedient people come from the Zhen family.According to the survey, some of the candidates selected by the Zhen family coincided with the beauties of Yulong Pavilion.

Yulong Pavilion used the Zhen family's money to train their people, and in the end it also took away the Zhen family's greedy money.

Black eats black and plays sneakily.

But in the end, the people behind the scenes still couldn't hold their breath and showed their flaws.

Jia Zhen looked at the thrush stone that the spy had brought over according to his instructions, walked proudly into the secret room that was still steaming, stared straight at the dagger stuck in the corpse, squatted down expressionlessly, and began to take First cut the thrush stone into powder.

While slicing, he explained to everyone: "We all understand signatures, paintings and affidavits, and we also know that fingerprints are unique, but wherever people hold them, they will leave fingerprints. It's just that some things can't be seen by the naked eye and need to be extracted with certain auxiliary tools. "

The spy was startled, looked at the smooth dagger handle on the corpse, and couldn't help asking: "Master Zhen, can the fingerprints on this dagger be extracted?"