Qingyu Pavilion is located on the first floor of Fashen City, which is the ground floor with the largest population.

In fact, with the influence of the Qingyu Pavilion, they could completely put the newspaper hall in the middle of the Fashen City, and it was not impossible to even enter the high-level area.

However, in the early days of the establishment of this newspaper, its founder, Liu Mingyue, once said that if a newspaper and a media cannot come from the people, go to the people, and awaken and infect the people with facts and truths, then it will be a failure.

And the name of Qingyuguan, it seems to be ordinary, in fact, there are allusions, it is said that the previous word is taken from a poem six hundred years ago, "Qingfeng is illiterate, why do you flip through the book?"

Six hundred years ago, when the three major divine cities had not been completely divided, and the people of the Divine Nation were still a whole race, a huge literary prison arose in the Divine Dynasty, and it was useless to abolish people, and I don't know how many people who dared to speak the truth were killed.

Therefore, this clear word is inheritance, and it means that those who dare to speak the truth and those who are clear are self-purifying.

The latter jade character means that the Qingyu Pavilion is as pure as jade, and cannot be influenced and influenced by any external force, and must adhere to the principle, otherwise it is not jade, but a stubborn stone, which is worthless.

Therefore, Qingyu Pavilion is a place to tell the truth and spread the truth! Lu Menglu knew it in his heart, so he and Dong Dazhi came to this place.

The two came to the door of the Qingyu Pavilion, but they didn't expect to meet an acquaintance of Dong Dazhi.

"Yo, isn't this a big ambition? What kind of wind is blowing today? Blowing you here?" This person looked at his obscene face and a wilted smile, and he really didn't look like a good person.

Dong Dazhi hurriedly nodded and said, "Brother Ping, I'll bring a little brother to the Qingyu Pavilion to see the world." ”

"Oh! But not this time! Go back quickly! Today, the owner of the museum is sitting in the newspaper hall! I dare not let you in. Brother Ping shook his head with a smile and stopped the two.

"Oh, don't! Brother Ping, let's smoke a Huazi!" Dong Dazhi took out a cigarette from his arms and handed it over.

This time it startled Lu Menglan, he never thought that Dong Dazhi still had this thing on him!

Isn't this the cigarette of the human world? Life in the City of the Fa God is so good!

Brother Ping didn't stretch out his hand, but laughed twice with contempt on his face, crossed his arms and said: "Dazhi, if I usually let you in! But today really can't be! You don't stay in the medical hall well, run here to hang out, be careful of being caught by your old man, it's a trivial matter to punish you for copying the medicine scriptures, what if you take the wrong medicine again and burn out your brain?"

As soon as Brother Ping said this, several young people standing in front of the Qingyu Newspaper Hall all burst out laughing.

Dong Dazhi's face suddenly turned slightly red, and his face was full of embarrassment.

Because they are all children who grew up on this street, they are all old neighbors, everyone knows the roots, and they all know what happened to him back then, but the Mu brothers don't know!

It turned out that Dong Dazhi didn't like to study medicine since he was a child, and he was forced to learn by his father, and it was common to chase and fight, but once, Dong Dazhi was caught by his father and forced him to copy the medicine scripture a hundred times, but this kid didn't know which tendon was wrong, took the medicine scripture, lay down in the medicine cabinet, no matter what kind of medicine, all of them were stuffed into his mouth.

This frightened the old Doctor Dong, and he no longer forced him to study medicine, and Dong Dazhi was also laughed at by the neighbors for several years because of this incident, and everyone said that he took medicine to eat his brain, and even a street bastard like Brother Ping looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.

Only when they eat and drink will Brother Ping and these people think of Dong Dazhi, as for such things as face, there is no need to give it to him at all.

"Brother Dong, did you eat too much just now?" Lu Menglan suddenly asked.

Dong Dazhi was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "No!"

"If you haven't eaten too much, how can you have the spare time to talk nonsense here?"

"Oh, yes, yes!" Dong Dazhi muttered, then held his head high and walked towards the gate of the Qingyu Pavilion.

"Alas, alas, Dong Dazhi! Why don't you listen to what you say? It's all said that the hall master is inside! You can't go in. Brother Ping was in a hurry, and hurriedly opened his arms and tried to block Dong Dazhi.

He is the doorman of the newspaper hall, and he usually nods when he sees him, how do you know that he met Dong Dazhi today who is so ignorant.

Dong Dazhi didn't bother to explain to him, so he buried his head and rushed in.

The two of them made such a fuss in front of the newspaper office, and the people inside heard the movement, and someone immediately came out.

"What's the matter? What's the noise?" came out of a big girl, dressed in red, and very handsome.

When Brother Ping saw that it was this girl who came out, he hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay! Red Medicine Girl, he's a fool on the street! Let's have fun!"

"Kidding, he's a fool, and you're still bullying him?" said the red medicine girl with a slight frown.

Good guy, this time I was really taken as a fool! Dong Dazhi was so angry that he was speechless!

"We've come to the newspaper to talk about cooperation, and we plan to give you a big news. At this moment, Lu Menglu on the side smiled.

The girl with the red medicine had already noticed the young man next to her, who called him good-looking!

And the red medicine girl has another identity, she is a specially hired news person for the newspaper, specializing in digging up news for the newspaper, her eyes are very sharp, and she can see at a glance that the young man in front of her is not simple, his face is like a flat lake, he is not shocked, and he has the style of a general.

"Okay, come in and talk!" the red medicine girl beckoned and smiled.

The two big men who were pulling were all stunned.

This kid just replied casually, and the newspaper let him in?

So what are we arguing about here?

Straight lady thief! Sure enough, she answered that sentence, and her appearance is justice! This person is more angry than people, and there is no comparison!

So, Dong Dazhi followed Lu Menglu and walked into the newspaper hall with a proud face.

The newspaper hall was very lively, everyone was immersed in work, and no one even looked at it when they came in.

The red medicine girl took Lu Menglan and Dong Dazhi to a separate compartment, which was the reception room of the newspaper hall, also known as the newspaper room, and there were as many as twelve compartments like this.

"Say! What do you want to break? The ugly thing is said in the front, if you report the false information, then you will die! If the news is not strong enough, this girl will not pay. The girl of the red medicine deliberately glared and frightened.

"We don't want money!" Lu Menglan smiled faintly and said.

"Huh, don't want money, okay, then you can talk about it!" When the red medicine girl heard this, she immediately became interested, as the eyes and ears of the newspaper, she knew very well that the more this kind of revelation that didn't require money, the more likely it was to be big news.

"No, you're not qualified to listen! I'm looking for your curator! The doorman told us just now that the curator is here today. Lu Menglu shook his head and said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, Hongyao suddenly frowned, she didn't care about the other party's pretending to be mysterious, but she didn't like the doorman to casually leak the curator's whereabouts.

Dong Dazhi didn't seem to understand it, until he saw this red medicine girl frowning, and then he suddenly realized that most of the Brother Zhi outside was going to be unlucky!

It seems that Xiaomu's brain is still good, in a few words, he actually avenged himself, and put that Brother Ping together, there is really you!

"No, I don't even know what you're going to break, how can I let the curator see you. Hongyao's tone was a little unkind, and he said.

Lu Menglan didn't care, but smiled and said, "It's about this plague, if the curator refuses to see us, then forget it!"

"What? about this plague?" the girl of the red medicine stood up at once, unable to sit still any longer.

The plague in the Law God City came too suddenly, too violently, and had an extremely serious impact on the entire Divine Domain, and the newspaper had used this topic as the headline for two consecutive issues, hoping that the nobles and the high-level officials of the Divine Dynasty would pay attention to it, but it had not achieved results so far.

Moreover, the Qingyuguan's report on this plague is limited to a description of the symptoms of the patient, and then there are some speculations about the future, and there is no very outstanding content.

At present, the most anxious thing for the whole museum is that they are afraid that after these two reports, they will not make any waves, but will make the senior management lose interest in this topic and not pay attention to the epidemic, which will be very bad.

Now that I finally heard someone say that there was a revelation about this plague, of course the girl of red medicine couldn't sit still.

"Okay, you wait, I'll go and ask the curator!" said the red medicine girl, and turned and strode away.

Seeing that the other party believed Brother Mu's words so easily and went to ask the curator, Dong Dazhi was suddenly dumbfounded and looked confused.

"Is this so easy? How did you do it?" Dong Dazhi finally couldn't help but ask.

If they were able to enter the Qingyu Pavilion just now, thanks to Brother Mu's good looks, then now he is very sure, this has nothing to do with appearance, is it personal charm?

"It's very simple! If you read their last issue of the newspaper carefully, you will know what the breaking point is that they are paying attention to now, and then you can easily take the bait from this breaking point. Lu Menglu said with a smile.

"But, but, isn't this okay? We don't have any news about the plague? We seem to be here to promote the brand effect?" Dong Dazhi was puzzled.

"There is not much difference. And I want to use the power of newspapers to promote the concept of centralized isolation and treatment. Lu Menglu said lightly.

Dong Dazhi stopped talking, he finally understood that this young man's mind was really good, one link after another, and he didn't need to worry about it at all.

After a while, the door of the reception compartment opened, and an old lady with silver hair and a kind face appeared in the doorway.

"Would you like some tea?" asked the old lady with a smile.

"No need, thank you!" Dong Dazhi politely replied.

He subconsciously thought that this old lady should be a sweeping aunt in the newspaper or something, serving tea and pouring water part-time.

"Okay, then we can start, who is going to break the news?" Unexpectedly, the silver-haired old lady actually sat down upright, smiling at the two of them.