I run a newspaper in ancient times

Li Li was very busy today, as soon as he left the palace, he went straight to his mansion.

At this moment, the gossip tabloids have been waiting for a long time.

The editor, who is famous for painting erotic palaces, is holding his own paintings in his hands, nervously waiting for Li Li to look them over.

Today they sit in the best position, occupy the most favorable line of sight, hold the best pen, use the best ink, and concentrate on leaving a freeze-frame picture on the precious paper that is quickly printed and dried.

It is more rigorous and serious than the original scientific examination.

These paintings are meticulous and completed in one go. Li Li looked at each one, and the more he looked, the more he was satisfied: "That's right, I really came from an action movie background, and I know how to grasp the key points."

Among these paintings, there are two horses meeting head to head, some Li Li giving flowers to Fan Zhiyuan, some smirking together, and some inadvertent scenes that make people infinitely daydream. It should be ordinary, but it can be seen There is a kind of affection in it for no reason.

Especially the two male protagonists, Li Li is dignified, beautiful and exquisite, and Fan Zhiyuan is mighty, domineering, handsome and tall.

No matter how you look at it and how to get it right, there is no need to add a text description, it is a pair of people made in heaven.

Li Li picked out a few of the most representative ones and said: "These five pieces let the masters seize the time to carve out, and the workshop will print them immediately, and try to release them in three days."

The steward of the workshop immediately took over respectfully.

"As for the rest of the paintings..." Li Li rolled his eyes slightly and smiled, "Don't waste it, the masters take the time to carve them out, and when the time comes, they will be printed in albums, and they will be sold separately if they are more delicate."

Even if Zhu Run didn't know about the merchants, he could still imagine how crazy the sales would be, so he quickly said flatteringly, "My lord's advice."

"What about the article, how is it going?"

Zhu Run quickly handed over the selected articles.

These articles have no other characteristics, they just grasp the details and let the people of the whole city eat sweets. Even if you don't watch today's grand event, you can still feel the sweetness from the articles.

It is very suitable for storytellers in restaurants to play.

Presumably, when the newspaper published it, the three words Fan Zhiyuan would be tied to Li Li forever.

The entire gossip tabloid is fighting for today's night.

But on the other side tonight, Wu Ninghou's mansion, there is fine wine, hot dancing, and melodious music.

Slightly drunk, the atmosphere is warm and beautiful.

Suddenly Marquis Wu Ning raised his hand, the dancing girl retreated quickly, and the music stopped.

There was only a slight sound, and all the idlers left quickly.

Today's banquet is only the most trusted member of the Shen family, and Fan Zhiyuan.

Marquis Wu Ning looked at Fan Zhiyuan, picked up his wine glass, and said with a smile: "Zhiyuan returned to Beijing safely, the old man is very happy, why don't we have a congratulatory cup?"

Fan Zhiyuan then raised his wine glass and drank it down with several Shen family members.

He has fought abroad for three years, needless to say his merits, the return of Yanjing Wuzhou to the territory of Dayan is his medal.

"Hey, if the old man helps you a little more, the remaining four states will surely be able to return to Dayan. By then, a marquis will not be able to run away after a long distance. Now, at most, he can only be promoted by another rank." Wu Ning Hou said regretfully.

Fan Zhiyuan said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, the remaining four states are easy to defend and difficult to attack, and they will not be taken easily. The soldiers are tired, so they should come back to rest."

"It's so far and open-minded." Shen Song, the commander of the imperial army and father of Shen Yuling, admired it.

Marquis Wu Ning said: "It's good to come back, the situation in the court is treacherous, and the old man needs help from afar."

Now among the three powers in the court, Prime Minister Left is the most powerful, Marquis Wuning is next, and Emperor Yan is the last.

It's just that as the emperor's time in charge prolongs, whether it's Zuo Xiang or Wu Ninghou, no matter how unwilling these two powerful ministers are, power will eventually return to Emperor Yan's hands slowly.

Don't look at Emperor Yan's temper seems mild and cowardly, he has no assertiveness, and he seems to have always respected Zuo Xiang and Wu Ninghou, but he has been on the throne for nearly five years, and he has already married, but he is still shackled by left and right, unable to issue government orders alone , Threatened at every turn, I am afraid that the idea of ​​cutting the two families into pieces has already been stored.

This point, Prime Minister Zuo knew it well, and so did Marquis Wu Ning.

However, given by the destiny and expected by all, as subjects, all they can do is to slow down the speed of the emperor's gathering of power, but they can't stop it, unless they simply... have the heart of disobedience.

Fan Zhiyuan twitched the corner of his mouth, his eyes fell on the wine glass, and he didn't express his opinion.

However, he has always been this casual temperament, but no one minds.

"I heard that today Prince Yi is welcoming the audience, and the people are booing, the momentum is so great, it's really unbearable." Shen Song suddenly sighed.

The imperial army is under great pressure today. Many soldiers maintaining order were almost pushed to the ground by enthusiastic people. Some sprained their hands and may have to rest for two days.

As the leader, Shen Song felt absurd when he heard the news.

On the contrary, Shen Yuling was obedient and asked for leave early. Instead, she accompanied the female family members of the Shen family into the private room of the teahouse and watched the whole process.

Still, he miscalculated.

The Shen family is a general, and the women's family members are generally stronger than those of civil servants. The screams and calls did not stop from the beginning to the end, and even the volume could pierce the eardrums.

Shen Yuling felt that she might as well go and exchange with the forbidden army who stopped the people!

It was torture to stay in it.

But he was also curious, Li Li made such a big commotion, Fan Zhiyuan didn't get offended on the spot, and went all the way into the palace without incident.

Does it really mean that much to Li Li?

No way?

Shen Yuling looked at Fan Zhiyuan, whose hair was cold and cold, with a face full of disbelief, didn't this person hate this kind of entangled playboy the most?

Could it be to look at the face?

When Li Li appeared on the stage today, coupled with that horse, he really looked like a fairy, and it made people fascinated.

Shen Yuling's mood is quite complicated, and she really wants to ask this god of killing, is he broken sleeve?

"What do Zhiyuan think of Prince Yi?" Marquis Wu Ning asked Shen Yuling's heartfelt thoughts, but obviously what people asked was not about love and love.

Fan Zhiyuan felt that Li Li was just a fox in sheep's clothing, which didn't match the rumors in Beijing at all.

But at this moment he said calmly, "I don't know."

The implication is that Prince Yi has nothing to do with him. As for the rumors that are raging outside, he doesn't take it seriously.

Sure enough, Shen Yuling felt that he must have been misled by the screams of the sisters today, and he felt a little pity for Li Li when he heard this answer.

Several gossip tabloids were placed in front of Fan Zhiyuan, Wu Ninghou asked: "Has Zhiyuan paid attention to this matter?"

This is a newspaper several issues ago, and it also published the case of the Qian family that aroused the public outrage of Shilin.

Fan Zhiyuan glanced at him and said, "Death is more than a crime." This is the evaluation of Yu's father and son.

Marquis Wu Ning nodded, and sighed: "It is true that there is more than one person to blame for his death, and because of this he lost the left minister's arm. Who would have thought that the cause was just such a small case."

The reason is still relying on gossip tabloids.

Marquis Wu Ning brought it up today, it can be seen that he is not as unvigilant to this as in the court.

"No matter what the Shen family did in this case, no matter how embarrassing Prince Yi was, the gossip tabloids finally published the matter. The result was that Yu Zicheng was pulled down and Gu Rushi was supported."

"Grandpa meant that Ali did it on purpose?" Shen Yuling asked, "But was Gu Ru an accident? It was the result of a compromise between you and Prime Minister Zuo."

Marquis Wu Ning laughed: "Silly boy, he neither leans towards the left side nor leans towards the Shen family. He is the emperor's man. How can there be so many coincidences in this world? There are no coincidences in the court! Gu Ru is famous and famous Who would convince him to become the chief examiner of Chunwei? But a report in the gossip tabloid suddenly changed the direction of the entire scholarly society, making him a model of scholarly circle. He is the teacher of this session of Jinshi. It's his qualifications and contacts, which are not to be underestimated now. Prime Minister Zuo has seen this, so he has to do his best to bring gossip tabloids into the imperial court and cut off the emperor's way."

"If that's the case, why didn't Lord Hou help Prime Minister Zuo?" Fan Zhiyuan asked suddenly.

"Why do you want to help him?" Marquis Wu Ning asked back, "The left prime minister has too much power, so it should be taken away."

Fan Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes immediately, Marquis Wu Ning didn't want to be inferior to the left.

"Master Hou is not afraid of the decline of the leftist prime minister. The emperor is powerful, so it's the Shen family's turn?"

"Zhiyuan, with you here, the Shen family has no fear." Military power is always the strongest word.

Fan Zhiyuan's eyes darkened.

Marquis Yongning looked at Fan Zhiyuan, and pointedly said: "Zhiyuan, the water in the capital is much deeper than outside, you were raised by this old man, even though your surname is not Shen, you are already a member of the Shen family, with the Shen family here , you don’t need to worry about anything.”

In the same way, any harm to the Shen family is not allowed.

After all, Fan Zhiyuan's foundation was too weak, he twitched the corner of his mouth, and said calmly: "Master Hou, don't worry."

Wu Ninghou listened with a loving smile on his face.

Then he suddenly said: "Whether Prince Yi really likes you or not, since he sees you differently, you might as well get in touch more."

Fan Zhiyuan frowned.

"The emperor has no heir, no one can say for sure in the future, it's better to make a plan early." Marquis Wu Ning smiled like an old fox.

After the Shen family banquet, Fan Zhiyuan brought his personal guards back to the mansion.

The wind at night brings a hint of coolness, making the slightly drunk mind calmer.

He got off the horse, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he looked at one place. Behind him, Xiaofei heard the wind, drew out the arrow feathers in an instant, bent the bow and set the arrow to release, only heard a soft sound from the tiles.The guard drew his knife and quickly searched for the sound to surround him, and after a while, he heard the shout of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".

I saw a man in night clothes coming out with a knife around his neck by two guards. The black cloth on his face had been pulled off, but it was an ordinary face, but now he was full of sorrow and turned around. Feet, moaning in the mouth, seems to be hurt a little.

"Who?" Xiaofei stepped forward to ask instead of Fan Zhiyuan.

Fan Zhiyuan had just returned to Beijing today, and someone came to spy on him, really bold!

But I don't know who it is, Zuo Xiang or the emperor, or...

Xiaofei is Fan Zhiyuan's relative and the head of the guard. He is young, but his methods are fierce. He stared at him, and was about to intimidate him, but he found that the spy was cowardly.

"Don't, don't, don't hit me, I'll say anything."

This is obviously an unqualified spy. Before Xiaofei could even say a word of threat, he handed over his identity badge.

"reporter?"

Seeing the wooden sign, Xiao Fei was taken aback for a moment, then handed it to Fan Zhiyuan who was behind him.

Fan Zhiyuan took a glance and said affirmatively, "Prince Yi."

"Yes, yes, the general's eyes, the younger one is the resident reporter of the gossip tabloid under the lord. He was ordered by the lord to... stand by the general." The man turned his feet, raised his hand and said with a smile.

"What?" Xiaofei asked suspiciously.

Naturally, it is to grasp the whereabouts!

The tabloid reporter looked at this young man and said to himself that his archery skills are so good, why is his mind so serious, can he read newspapers?

Xiaofei obviously thought of today very quickly, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, looking at Fan Zhiyuan: "General, what should we do?"

Fan Zhiyuan looked at the reporter, his eyes darkened.

As if feeling a murderous intent, the reporter hurriedly shouted: "General, if you want to see our lord right away, you can do whatever you want, as long as you save the little one's life."

It just so happened that Li Li had an excuse to come to the General's Mansion to meet his sweetheart.

Fan Zhiyuan's coldness also dissipated, and he turned around and walked inside.

This means that he obviously doesn't want to talk to him.

The reporters of the gossip tabloids, like his master, are known to hate dogs, so just don't provoke them.

Xiaofei waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to let him go: "Get lost, don't sneak around near the general's mansion again, or the next time it won't be as simple as abducting your foot."

He missed the shot on purpose today, and wanted to capture him alive, otherwise the reporter would have seen some blood by now.

The tabloid reporter nodded and bowed, watching Fan Zhiyuan's personal guards walk in, and suddenly he yelled: "Wait a minute."

Xiao Fei turned around, wondering, "What else to do? I've spared your life, why don't you hurry up?"

It's a pity that this reporter is as thick-skinned as his master. He rubbed his hands and said, "Well, can you write a note to prove that the little one was injured by you?"

"What?" Xiao Fei stared, feeling that his ears were hallucinating.

Not only him, but also the other guards looked at the tabloid reporter in amazement.

The latter looked helpless, and explained with a smile: "Well, I didn't want to blackmail you, but I have this work injury certificate, so I can go back and reimburse the medical expenses."

It was probably the first time I saw such a shameless person, and no one in the general's mansion could speak for a while.

Even Fan Zhiyuan stopped in his tracks, his expressionless face was hidden in the dark, looking a little dangerous.

The tabloid reporter was terrified, but his face was very calm, and he kept smiling all the time: "Really, according to the rules set by the lord, the small family has a hard time, there are old and young, and there are small ones, so it is natural to be able to spend a little bit of pensions, and medicine expenses. Not to mention expensive, and these two days of self-cultivation, I can't inquire about the news for the prince, what a loss."

Fan Jiajun is full of iron-blooded men. When have you ever seen such a shameless spies, and if you don't say anything when you are caught, you still think of a way to turn to the master to ask for sympathy? Is it shameful?

Prince Yi's subordinates are really... people don't know how to say it.

For a while, Xiaofei really had no choice but to deal with the reporter. Looking back at Fan Zhiyuan, the latter turned around and said coldly, "Close the door."

Out of sight, out of sight, was his answer.

There was a lot of movement at the door, and the butler from the general's mansion was summoned. Seeing the situation, he hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, general, you can't do it, you can't do it."

The butler was not young, his hair was half a hundred, his face was full of dimples, and he looked a lot older. He asked two servants to support the reporter, and sent someone to invite a doctor.

Fan Zhiyuan frowned watching his movements, and the guards beside him were even more puzzled.

"Tian Bo, why do you..."

"Ah, journalists from gossip tabloids, don't offend. This is something that everyone in the capital knows. General, if you don't want to be in the headlines, you must be more polite." Tian Bo waved his hands and said earnestly .

"What?" Xiaofei was obviously very upset, "This man was lying on the wall to monitor the general's mansion before, and he didn't kill him directly because the general was tolerant."

"Hey, forget it, forget it. Today, the prince and the general were talking and laughing back to Beijing, and turned around, we hurt someone in our house. I am so sorry." Everyone was stunned by Tian Bo's words, and he was about to refute. I heard him say, "Besides, if this one is injured, the next one will be attracted. If there is one with better lightness kung fu, wouldn't it be more troublesome? For our general, Prince Yi will not give up."

After Tian Bo finished speaking, the tabloid reporter nodded again and again, and said seriously: "It's still Tian Butler who is transparent."

Xiaofei and many of his personal guards have gained a lot of knowledge.

"Ah, hurry up and serve the general, I'll take care of it here." Tian Bo pouted his mouth.

As soon as they turned their heads, Fan Zhiyuan's people had disappeared, so it was obvious that they were too lazy to waste time here, so they hurriedly followed.

Here, the tabloid reporter nodded with a smile: "Butler Tian, ​​I'm sorry."

"It's okay, we will be one family in the future, the doctor has already gone to invite him, brother, please wait inside." Tian Bo smiled and asked the two servants to help him inside.