I run a newspaper in ancient times

Shi Yu didn't miss it, wiped her face, then turned and left.

The guards at the door didn't stop him, until the big tent became quiet again, Emperor Yan wondered, "How did Ah Yu get in here, don't you need to stop me now?"

Hearing this, Zhang Banban immediately went to the door, and after a while, he came back and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the imperial guards are still guarding and cannot enter or exit."

Emperor Yan's expression was dazed when he heard this, and suddenly he laughed lowly, mocking himself: "It turns out that I was always the one who was stupid!"

Zhang Banban didn't respond, and it was not until a long time later that Emperor Yan said coldly, "It's fine to die."

Unfortunately, it backfired.

While Emperor Yan waited patiently for the imperial army to let go without a leader, a loud and pleasant shout came from outside the tent: "The prince is not dead! Prince Yi is still alive! The general rescued the prince!"

The voice was so loud and so clear that Emperor Yan could hear it clearly without Zhang Banban asking.

At that moment, his eyes were wide open, his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and he sat motionless on a chair like a sculpture.

All fantasies based on Li Li's death disappeared without a trace like a bubble burst.

Ups and downs, in a trance, everyone's mood at this moment is like ice and fire.

In the large tent of discussion, Gu Rushi jumped up first with a dejected expression. A short and thin civil servant almost grabbed the collar of the guard who came to report and asked, "What's going on? Did the prince fall off the cliff? What happened to him now?" So, can you explain clearly?"

There are quite a few old officials here, all of whom couldn't take it anymore, and they all looked at the guard with their hands on their chests, for fear that he would not be able to calm down if he said any more provocative words.

Stared at by these adults, the guard stammered: "My lord fell off the cliff. The second prince was assassinated, but he went to rescue him but fell down. Fortunately, there was a huge boulder protruding from the place not deep below the cliff. The prince fell there."

"How do you know that?"

The guard replied: "General Fan came to look for the lord, and when he heard the bad news, he immediately jumped off. That's when he found out."

Follow, follow and jump down?

Everyone's eyelids twitched, and they were once again stunned by the news.

"Then, how is the prince doing now?" An old minister asked tremblingly.

"My lord fell into a coma. The general has already sent him back to his tent, and he is calling the imperial doctor for treatment." After the guard finished speaking, he cupped his fists and said to a circle of adults, "The assassin is still under investigation. Wait patiently, if there is any news, I will let you know."

After he finished speaking, he turned to leave.

"Wait." At this time, Song Guogong stopped him, "Then the second prince of Daxia is still alive?"

The guard shook his head: "He's dead, his heart was slapped by Daxia's Wang Xin, so there's no way out."

The tent was silent for a long time, watching the guards leave.

A bachelor could not stand still, Gu Rushi helped him, and comforted him: "God bless Dayan, at least the prince is still alive."

Yes, if Prince Yi is alive, Dayan still has hope.

The Grand Maester nodded slowly, but the worry on his brows was still there, he closed his eyes and sighed: "Oh, but there is going to be a war, obviously..."

Obviously, we can exchange for a complete mountain and river in a peaceful way, but it has to be paved with blood, tears and bones, why bother?

Marquis Wu Ning was not here, and all the ministers couldn't help but look to Prime Minister left, and said angrily, "Master Xiang, is this your goal? Congratulations, it's been achieved. Even if the general doesn't want to, I'm afraid he can only do it for the sake of Dayan." A road to the north! It's a pity that Prince Yi is blessed with great fate, God blesses you, but you are disappointed by falling off the cliff and not dying!"

This made many ministers nod their heads one after another, looking at Prime Minister Zuo with undisguised anger.

"We are in Beijing, we are not afraid of war, but we are all people with sons and daughters. Look at them, think about it, how many families have lost sons, husbands, and fathers, how can we bear it?"

"It is a big mistake for the superior not to sympathize with the inferior."

"Master, virtue is not worthy, are you guilty?"

Zhen Weimin, who was sitting next to Zhen Weimin Zuoxiang, never imagined that there would be such a day when the ministers of the court and central government were no longer afraid of Zuoxiang's prestige, and they all pointed at him and scolded him.

People who usually watch from the wall, people who hang high, and people who sway from side to side, all stand out directly at this moment.

And all of this was just hearing the news that Li Li had returned from the dead.

He was wondering, fidgeting, his forehead could not help sweating, when did Prince Yi draw these people over?

Song Guogong seemed to see through his thoughts, just smiled coldly, what do you need to win over, who is right and wrong, and he is not blind, so why not come out?

Although gentlemen are group and not party, but if they are like-minded, they will definitely come together!

Li Li can sacrifice his life to save the second prince for the benefit of the two countries. Wouldn't it be more despicable to set off those who plan to assassinate for self-interest?

As long as you are not a real villain and have a sense of public conscience, you will not rely on leftists and others.

Prime Minister Left had nothing to say, only silence to respond.

Fortunately, here are all civil servants, if it is a violent general, I am afraid that he will have to do it.

At this time, Gu Ru said: "Everyone, since we are still investigating the assassins, and I won't be able to see the prince for a while, why not think about how to deal with it next? Although Zhao Yu died at the hands of Wang Xin, it was Daxia I have become a traitor, but this statement must not be recognized by Daxia."

That's right.

There are traitors in both countries, and they just want to promote this war. Although Zhao Yu is dead and there is no proof, war is inevitable.But no matter what, the truth must be told to the world, even if there is a war, it is a just war, and the morale of the soldiers must be raised so that the common people share the same hatred.

"The fastest and most convincing thing is the gossip tabloid. Once it is published, it will be known to the whole city within a day. Even in the neighboring state capital, the spread is extremely fast. I am not afraid of another rumor." A maester suggested.

It is a bit embarrassing to say this, but the court today does not have the credibility of gossip tabloids among the people.

"Could it be possible for me to act as an editor and contribute to the tabloid?"

As soon as these words came out, all the ministers looked at each other in blank dismay, but their eyes could not help showing their eagerness to try.

Another minister cleared his throat and said: "This idea is feasible. Presumably the prince should give it a chance, but..." He looked around and suddenly asked, "Should I come up with a pseudonym first, and I can't use it directly. real name?"

"If you don't need your real name, how can you persuade or win the trust of the people? You've read the gossip tabloids, no matter how good the writing is, the source of the news must be credible. If you don't write it yourself, you have to tell the reporter. My name still has to be published in the In the tabloids."

After saying this, everyone nodded. Prince Yi will not accommodate anyone, this is the principle of tabloids.

"Actually, the real name doesn't matter, let's be frank." Someone muttered.

"But the writing style of the gossip tabloids... it seems that except for the prince, no adult has the courage to contribute. It's a bit..."

shame.

After all, they started out as unofficial jokes, and Li Li's editors were all unscrupulous people, usually witty and vernacular, and their words were bold and explicit.

Hearing this, everyone nodded unanimously. It's okay to see, but it's a bit awkward to write it out.

At this time, Gu Rushi smiled and said: "You guys are thinking about it. This kind of writing is just to attract the attention of the people and make it easier for them to understand it. But serious things are serious. Watching the voices of the people, every article has nothing but vernacular. , the words and sentences are extremely rigorous, which is actually even more difficult to write. This assassination has a relationship with the two countries. As a minister, I have to be more careful in writing. Although I can't exaggerate the facts and see the false and deceitful meaning, but at the same time... Save some face for the imperial court."

When he said this, Gu Rushi obviously looked at Prime Minister Zuo and said it.

Although they all knew whose conspiracy it was, and the imperial army was also vigorously investigating the assassins to find evidence, but with the witty calculations of the left minister, it was bound to end without a problem.

The most important thing now is the war. If the prime minister is moved and too many people are involved, including Emperor Yan, the court will inevitably be turbulent.

Therefore, what should be concealed must also be concealed. After all, the people are jealous of evil and do not know the consequences, so they can't tell everything.

He is obviously an expert in this area. Apart from occupying a corner of the "Hundred Schools of Philosophy" column and setting off bloody battles among scholars, Qingfeng Layman is also a non-staff member of the editorial group of gossip tabloids, specializing in writing about court affairs.

"Exactly." Song Guogong said at this time, "This is much more difficult to write than a memorial."

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help nodding their heads.

There are quite a few university scholars here, as well as a lot of high-ranking court officials, almost all of whom have reached the Jinshi level. They have written countless articles, and many of them are sought after by others. The brows are tightly locked, and it is difficult to write.

All the imperial physicians in the Linshan camp are now in front of Li Li, treating this important prince who survived the cliff.

Under General Fan's captivating gaze, the Tai Hospital was tremblingly stretching out its hand to feel Li Li's pulse.

The colleagues on the side looked very anxious, for fear that their courtyard was shaking their heads and sighing, and then they would be chopped down by the extremely sad general.

Although the imperial physician is the most prestigious doctor in the world, he is also the most dangerous doctor.

Under such great pressure, the courtyard was contemplating, and then he froze.

This expression made the hearts of the surrounding people hang up together, and the palms were sweating.

"How is it?" Fan Zhiyuan asked in a worried and cold voice.

"My lord, he..." Yuanzheng said, he took his pulse again in disbelief, after a long time, after confirming it again and again, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Although my lord's pulse is weak, there is no danger of his life..."

Ok?

Except for Fan Zhiyuan, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

Think about Li Li's motionless appearance when he was carried back on a stretcher just now, and Fan Zhiyuan's hostility next to him almost condensed into substance, how could it be so easy?

It's not that his life is hanging by a thread, why does the general look like Shura's reincarnation, scaring everyone to death.

But it is impossible to make such a joke even if Yuanzheng is killed, so Li Li is...

"But he passed out from the pain." Fan Zhiyuan said.

The courtyard was lifting the thin blanket covering Li Li's body, and was finally able to calm down to examine it carefully, and then said: "Don't worry, General, this is a broken leg. After the correction, he will recover carefully for three months. .As for the others, they are all abrasions, not serious."

Saying hello to his colleagues nearby, to heal the lord's leg injury, he looked back at Fan Zhiyuan and said, "Major General, do you want to avoid it?"

Fan Zhiyuan took a deep look at Li Li and said, "My lord is delicate, I have never suffered such a pain, I have been frightened like this, please treat me carefully, don't be careless."

Who was Li Li, the imperial physicians would not dare to neglect anyone if they neglected him, Fan Zhiyuan really didn't have to tell him so.

But since I specifically explained... to this extent, I can't understand the meaning.

Yuanzheng hurriedly said: "Your Majesty understands that the lord will not be able to wake up tonight. Although the injury is on the leg, it must be accompanied by high fever and it will be dangerous. I have to stay here just in case."

Fan Zhiyuan's expression remained unchanged, he nodded, glanced at him and said, "Please trouble the imperial physicians."

All the imperial physicians hurriedly saluted.

Fan Zhiyuan took one last look at Li Li and went out. He still had many important things to do.