After amnesia, I fell in love with my old enemy

Relying on his small size and flexibility, Min Ji has already snatched back a copy of the residence newspaper.Hearing the words, he unfolded it quickly, and read it accordingly: "The third son of the Taizu, King Lin, is also the head of the emperor's clan. He received the grace and was named a great master of the country. However, he is unfaithful and unrighteous. And practicing sorcery, exorcising ghosts and exorcising demons, offering sacrifices to 650 people, feigning death to escape, the law of heaven cannot tolerate..."

The more he read, the lower his voice became, and finally he simply stopped talking and looked up at Che Shanxue's face.

Che Shanxue's expression didn't change at all, just like Chen Wei's evaluation of him—a heart as broad as the sea.

"Who wrote this?" He still asked, "The director of Di Bao's writing style has regressed a bit."

Min Ji slandered that this was not the point, while looking at the title of the article.

Then he froze for a moment, flipped through the newspaper, searched every corner, and said in confusion, "There is no author's name."

"Oh?"

Che Shanxue raised her eyebrows and asked, "You said before, which yamen is in charge of publishing the mansion newspaper?"

"Ministry of Wind and Rain," Min Ji said, after thinking about it, he introduced it to Che Shanxue, "everyone said the name you named is very appropriate. Those sour scribes in the Ministry of Wind and Rain have always heard that wind is rain, and they are very proud of it. , Even if the story is false, they must put their own name on it. Have they learned how to behave today? Knowing that you will be beaten if you write like this?"

"Xiao Qi," Che Shanxue took the residence newspaper from him with a smile, "The Ministry of Wind and Rain is a subordinate of the Temple of Worship."

"That's why they didn't dare to write bad things about you before?" Min Ji asked.

"I don't think I have anything bad to say about me," Che Shanxue said with a serious look, brushing the small ink-printed lines with her fingertips, "If there is anything bad about me, it must be made up."

The corner of Min Ji's mouth twitched, and just as he was about to say something, he saw a strange scene.

The ink characters brushed by the great master disappeared from the mansion newspaper, and flew towards the sky like a bird, the characters became lighter as they flew upwards, and the black ink lingered like smoke, and finally rescued a cursive script in midair .

Three words, is a name.

Zhang Bingbing.

"The writer," Che Shanxue asked, "do you know him?"

Min Ji shook his head blankly, and after a while remembered that Che Shanxue couldn't see him, so he quickly explained: "There are only a few people who write articles in the Ministry of Wind and Rain, and each of them has a different style. I'm familiar with those names, not to mention me, Master Zhu, who used to pass on examples for the Ministry of Wind and Rain every day. I'm sure I haven't seen this name in the residence newspaper before."

Che Shanxue nodded upon hearing this.

In fact, he already had a guess, and Min Ji's explanation only confirmed his idea.

As far as Che Shanxue knew, in the dozens of days after the "death" of the Great Master, the imperial court seemed to have no few people, and continued to operate according to the pattern of the past few years, just like the carriage continued to move forward according to inertia after the horse was unbridled.However, the inertia of the carriage will always be weakened by the bumps on the ground, and the previous model will also be replaced by the change of the controller.

It's just that Che Shanxue really didn't expect that his emperor's nephew was the first to perform surgery on the Ministry of Wind and Rain.

Those ministers whose privacy is often poached will definitely applaud, but...

"My God," Min Ji frowned, starting to read other articles in the newspaper, "What is this about? More male workers should be recruited... Pingfu is rated as the best at the end of the year, and the autumn harvest is [-] per mu...Damn it! Why is the serial storybook I was chasing disappeared! What is this new column!"

"Serial storybook?" Che Shanxue never paid attention to this column in the mansion newspaper.

"In "The Story of the Gods of the Forest" written by the alcoholic layman, it is written that the main character meets the forest fairy, I am waiting for the aftermath!" Min Ji was indignant.

"That's right," a passerby interjected, "Return "The Story of the Forest God"!"

Min Ji, who was suddenly accosted, was stunned for a moment, looked up, and found that just as he was flipping through the articles in the mansion newspaper, those people who had just spent copper coins on the mansion newspaper rushed towards the bookstore again, but this time they were not To buy a residence newspaper, but to make trouble.

"Boss, tell the truth! This is the mansion newspaper you made up yourself!"

"I must have bought a fake residence newspaper! Refund the money!"

"The Story of the Forest God! Return the Story of the Forest God!"

The front of the bookstore suddenly became more lively than before when everyone was scrambling to report to the mansion. The problem is that the bookstore owner was smiling before, but now the bookstore owner looks sad.

"It's the real mansion report! The real mansion report!"

"My lord, you have read everything, there is no reason to refund the money!"

"There are books in the content store that was serialized in "The Story of the Forest God". Girl, do you want a copy... Oh, don't grab the cash box!"

"Even if the Ministry of Wind and Rain takes the knife, don't make it so obvious." Che Shanxue shook his head, waved his hand lightly, and the faint ink marks swimming in mid-air fell back on the paper, returning to black characters one by one. "It should be done for a long time." The plan is to gradually reduce the authenticity of the articles in the Dibao through the review, and then arrange irrelevant exposure of the lies in the Dibao. Arrange for a new official to replace the director of the Dibao, so that everyone will feel wise after watching the excitement."

"..."

Min Ji looked at Cha Shanxue with the eyes of a big villain.

Che Shanxue stroked Min Ji's hair with a smile and rubbed it.

"So, I told you, what kind of villains are those of the Liu family?"

"The Liu family is not a good person, and the current emperor... is not a good person either." Min Ji pulled Che Shanxue's hand off his head, held it, and asked, "Sir, sir is a good person, right?"

Che Shanxue was stunned for a moment, her smiling eyes curved.

"There is no one better than me in this world."

"..." Min Ji.

Have you ever boasted so much about yourself? !

Che Shanxue had a great time teasing the children, and swept away the depression in her heart.

He continued to think about it just now.

When the emperor's nephew has never been in contact with him, I will not say whether he is stupid for now, but Yu Xingxing is not such a reckless person.Now that Yu Xing was in sole control of the court power after he left, why didn't he dissuade the emperor from doing such a stupid act?

Is it going to put the emperor in front as a shield?This is not something a good prime minister who is loyal to the emperor would do.

Yu Caoxing seems to want to rebel.

No, as far as the current situation is concerned, he just wants Dayan to perish.

"What kind of grudge?" Che Shanxue sighed, "My elder brother or nephew stole his wife?"

"What did you say?" Min Ji didn't hear clearly.

Che Shanxue didn't answer, he listened attentively to the discussion in the crowd, and sure enough he heard someone bring the topic to the emperor, shook his head, and dragged the dazed Min Ji away.

They walked into a wine shop.

There is no Chinese New Year atmosphere in the restaurant today.

Like all the restaurants in Qingcheng Town, this restaurant was full of people who came from the Nine Mansions and Six Mountains to see the Grand Master.Most of them are businessmen, because Da Guoshi had an agreement with them before his death, and they may have been promised the right to operate iron and salt, and they may have bought a section of the Tielong Bureau's railway track, and they may have lowered the price in exchange for tax benefits.In the past, the great master relied on the money they sent to overwhelm the nobles of the family, and they also dug out various supports from the great master, and the two sides cooperated very happily.

But once the Great Master died, even if the agreement was written in black and white, the imperial court might turn their backs.

There were also some businessmen who had not been able to hitch a ride in the Tielong Bureau or the Baize Bureau before, and now they came here to try to give charcoal to the Great Master.It's a pity that when they arrived in Qingcheng Town, they realized that there were too many people sending charcoal in the snow, so much that the charcoal fire could not be burned all winter.

When Che Shanxue and Min Ji entered the restaurant, these merchants shrank their necks and rubbed their hands, talking about the Dibao.

Their tone was very pessimistic.

The imperial court has attacked the Ministry of Wind and Rain, will it be the turn of Bai Ze Bureau and Tie Long Bureau next?I heard that those ministers and ministers in Hongjingli obstructed the establishment of Baize Bureau and Tielong Bureau at the beginning, but after seeing the money they made, they were so greedy that they all wanted to reach in to get a piece of it, but they were caught by the Grand Master and dismissed The dismissal, the labor of the labor, everyone hated the Great Master.

A businessman said: "Last year, I donated half of my family property to the imperial court to get the newly-made Tie Geng Niu from the Baize Bureau at a low price. When I asked about it that day, the people from the Bai Ze Bureau said that a senior official asked them not to study the Tie Geng Niu. , I went to the Ministry of Commerce to return half of my property, but the officials said the contract was gone!"

The young man was puzzled: "Tie Geng Niu is a good thing, why don't those high officials let the Bai Ze Bureau study it?"

An old businessman said, "Don't you understand, brat? Do you know how many lands those aristocratic families have divided the world with the Taizu? Originally, they sold food one by one, but they were changed by the Great Master. The good seeds are being promoted, the food cannot be sold, and now they are still coming to the iron farming cattle, how can they search for the people's fat and anointing."

"But," said the young man, still remembering the catastrophe in the north a few years ago, "but with iron farming cattle, there will be no famine."

The others laughed.

"Hey, nobles don't care about famine or not, as long as the food can be sold at a high price."

"My family runs a food store. The price of food is indeed getting cheaper every year, but we sell a lot, and there is barely any deficit in the account."

The merchants in the wine shop sighed in unison when they said this.The atmosphere was depressed for a while, and everyone drank silently, unwilling to speak.

Suddenly, a person broke the silence in the restaurant, and arrogantly said with contempt for the world: "You guys are a bunch of stupid pigs."

Min Ji was holding the dirty wine brought up by Xiao Er, and was about to take a sip cautiously, when he heard such arrogant words, he quickly looked up.

The next moment, he sprayed the wine out of his mouth.

"First, sir!"

Che Shanxue turned towards him, revealing a particularly graceful side face.With such a wallflower-like appearance, it is impossible to imagine that he said that sentence just now.

Moreover, Min Ji also discovered that his husband had restrained his extraordinary demeanor at some point, and at first glance, he seemed to be an ordinary person.

Ordinary people will be beaten if they swear.

A few tall businessmen stood up, looking at those dressed in leather, they were merchants passing Northeast Yang Pass and Yumen Pass.

"Am I wrong?" Che Shanxue didn't seem to know her dangerous situation at all, and the corner of her mouth was hooked into an extraordinarily sarcastic arc, and she talked endlessly, "Aren't you just talking to the big country here? Teacher complaining? Oh, the emperor and ministers are really bad, there is only one good person in the world, the Great Master, is this possible? Impossible, so I feel fake for you."

"What do you mean?" Che Shanxue was already surrounded by those big men, and one of the leaders sternly said, "What the Great Master did for the common people is obvious to all, you want to say that he is not a good person?"

"Good guy?" Che Shanxue laughed, "If you think so, you've really fallen into the scheme of the Great Master!"