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The night was covered, and it was dark on the northern hills.

Before the tombs of the emperors of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was a simple wooden house in the newly built city, which was surrounded by a fence to form a simple courtyard, and in the wing of the wooden house, a teenager lay on a hard bed, unable to sleep late at night.

Tossing and turning, the boy just couldn't sleep, he just closed his eyes, as if there was a feeling of suffocation, so he turned over the futon, put on a robe, and walked to the front of the wooden house.

"What a beautiful moonlight!"

The young man gently leaned on the railing under the eaves, looking up at the sky, a half-moon exuded a soft moonlight, bent and slanted, very beautiful, so that his tense mood was slightly relaxed.

"The night is long, why can't Your Highness sleep?"

An abrupt voice rang out in the night.

"Who?"

When the young man heard this, he was shocked, his eyes swept in all directions, he pulled out a dagger with his backhand, took two steps back, and leaned on a wooden wall, showing a posture of self-defense.

"The dignified King Chen Liu, the younger brother of the emperor today, the royal family and nobles, should enjoy the honor of the world, but now he can only be in this wilderness, and he has to hold a weapon even when he sleeps, how sad!"

In the faint moonlight, in front of the hall, the simple small door of the fence was pushed open, and a man in a green robe walked in with steps, until he walked to a place where the young man's line of sight could be seen, and then stopped, stood, and looked up at the young man, his eyes somewhat ironic and regretful.

"Someone!"

The young man shouted angrily: "There are assassins, come quickly! ”

"Your Highness doesn't need to be called!" The blue-robed man shook his head, as if he was just a simple explanation, and said: "Within a radius of dozens of miles, the palace guards who are monitoring His Highness have all rested!" ”

"What did you do to them?" The young man knew that there were at least hundreds of guards around him, and they were openly guarding, but in fact they were watching, but he was helpless, if something went wrong with these guards, I was afraid that he would be in great trouble.

"Your Highness, don't worry, they are just asleep, I won't do anything to them, just let them sleep deeply, they will automatically wake up tomorrow, I won't let them doubt Your Highness, let Your Highness be jealous!" The man in the green robe said with a smile.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency?"

When the young man heard this, his heart moved, his face was a little gloomy, his gloomy face was even more hideous under the moonlight, his eyes were like blades, he looked at the man in the green robe deadly, and asked coldly.

"In the master of the Xia Da Sima Mansion, Li Ru, meet His Royal Highness King Chen Liu!"

The man in the green robe is the first strategist under the command of Da Sima Dong Zhuo, Li Ru, and Li Wenyou is also.

"Li Ru?"

The young man is the current Chen Liuwang, Liu Xie, when he heard this name, he frowned slightly, but he put away the dagger, his expression became calm, he was not humble or silent, and asked indifferently: "It turned out to be the master book under the great Sima Dong Zhuo of the dynasty, I don't know what is the so-called matter when Master Li came to visit late at night!" ”

"A certain is here to relieve the worries of King Chen Liu!" Li Ru said with a smile.

"This king is keeping filial piety for his father, why worry!"

Liu Xie waved his hand and said, "Master Li has thought about it a lot, please go back!" ”

"Chen Liuwang's worries, between life and death!" Li Ru said softly.

Liu Xie trembled, his eyes were cold, and his fists were inadvertently raised.

"Ridiculous!" Liu Xie forced his breath and said coldly: "I am the brother of today's son, the king of Chen Liu, who is hand-picked by His Majesty, who dares to be presumptuous in front of this king, how can I worry about life and death!" ”

"Doesn't His Royal Highness King Chen Liu want to know how the Empress Dowager died?" Li Ru said: "Since the empress dowager can die, a royal brother can ......."

"You don't have to say much!"

Liu Xie interrupted Li Ru's words: "This king believes in his brother and will not listen to you to sow discord!" ”

"King Chen Liu believes in Your Majesty, so does King Chen Liu believe in the Queen Mother?" Li Ru struck another heavy blow, as if it was like a flood, and suddenly shattered the defensive levee in Liu Xie's heart.

Liu Xie was silent.

Indeed, he believed in Liu Wei, but Empress Dowager He, he was afraid of the tiger wolf, which was the one who would kill him.

"That King Chen Liu, in this deep mountain and wild forest, do you know that the Empress Dowager He has already won over Mushan!" Li Ru's faint voice made Liu Xie even more silent.

"Makiyama? When the court is a prince? ”

Liu Xie's heart was cold, and he felt a little chilled all over.

"His Royal Highness King Chen Liu, when it comes to today, we are the only ones who can save His Highness!"

Li Ru finally summed up.

"Da Sima?"

When Liu Xie heard this, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were lifelike, and he said faintly: "Xiliang Dong Zhuo, ambitious, how can this king trust you and others!" ”

"King Chen Liuwang doesn't believe us, who else can you trust now, is it those Wenchen who has no power to restrain the chicken, or Lord Sikong who is not in agreement with the first emperor?" Li Ru asked, "Even if they can make His Highness trust, can they save His Highness's life!" ”

Liu Xie was silent again.

In this Luoyang City, it is not a question of who he trusts, but who can make him trust.

Once Empress Dowager He wooed Mu Shan and wanted to attack him, it would be as easy as a snap, and he couldn't be arrested.

In the entire Luoyang City, in addition to the soldiers and horses under the command of Mushan, there are only Xiliang soldiers and horses outside the city, Li Ru is right, if he wants to live, he can only trust the Xiliang army, and can only seek skin with the tiger......

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Since returning to Luoyang, Mu Jing was forced to lie on the bed for three days, during which his Jingping Courtyard was all taken over by Zhang Ning's Taiping Guards, and he was under house arrest, not allowed to see outsiders, and could only cultivate carefully.

In fact, his body didn't get better, although Zhang Ning, the holy hand of the medical dao, was watching from the side, but he couldn't help but get injured every day.

Zhang Ning climbed the mountains and waded through the water before, collecting medicine and alchemy for him, which could be regarded as an internal injury caused by excessive practice, but it didn't take long for him to be assassinated with a sword, and the sword wound was not deep, but together with the internal injury, the injury was added to the injury.

Zhang Ning had to work hard to heal the injuries on his body, but it didn't take long for him to take care of the rain on his body, which caused wind and cold, which made Zhang Ning speechless.

Therefore, she directly said inside and outside the mansion, within three days, anyone who dared to enter Jingping Courtyard on official business would be beaten with sticks.

For a while, Jingping Courtyard became extremely silent, and even the long-term workers and slaves who passed by did not dare to walk loudly, for fear of disturbing the fierce and vicious Divine Guard soldiers in Jingping Courtyard.

Three days later, when Zhang Ning completely confirmed that Mu Jing's body had been expelled from the wind and cold, he was still a little weak, and this was the ban you lifted, but the grounding continued.

Zhang Ning ordered that Mu Jing was not allowed to leave Jingping Courtyard for a month.

Now Zhang Ning's words are more effective than the holy decree, not to mention Mu Jing, up and down the mansion, Huang Zhong stood behind her unswervingly, Huo Shao knew that he was wrong, and he didn't dare to say a word, as for saying that Mu Shan, the master of the mansion, he regarded her words as your oracle.

Mu Jing could only be obediently grounded.

Of course, although he was grounded, many things were in his remote control.

The library of the courtyard.

Mu Jing sat cross-legged, holding a copy of Confucian classics in his hand, constantly flipping through them, that is, just looking at them a few times, and his mind was not on it at all.

"Shizi, this is sent by Jing Wusi!"

Huo Yu handed over the secret letter, three ways of fire paint, it was Jing Wusi's sealing technique, once it came, even the master could not restore the sealing paint on it.

Mu Jing put down the book, opened the secret letter, looked at it, and a sneer rose slightly at the corner of his mouth: "Liu Xie is coming back!" ”

"Is it King Chen Liu?"

Now it is Xi Zhicai who is running outside, after all, Mu Jing is grounded, so there is a need for someone outside to deter the overall situation, only Xi Zhicai is the most suitable, and it is Hu Zhao who suppresses the overall situation for him in Mujing Library.

When Hu Zhao first came out of Luhun Mountain, Luoyang City was very strange to him, and the power of Mu and his son was also very strange to him.

So he has been in the library all these days, flipping through the materials in the library and the letters that deliver news, of course, sometimes he is also handling official business for Mu Jing.

I have to say that Hu Zhaozhicai, Mu Jing still underestimates it, Mu Jing is piled up with official duties, in his hands, but after a day or two, it has been handled properly, which makes Mu Jing an eye-opener.

I don't know what the talent of the military advisor is, but this ability to handle government affairs has already let Mu Jing know that he has picked up a big treasure this time.

"Hmm!"

The pastor nodded: "Sir, do you know what it means for King Chen to return to Beijing?" ”

"It means that he has the confidence to save his life!" Hu Zhao saw the mystery at a glance, and said softly: "Above the court, although the Son of Heaven is a puppet, he is also stable, he is the current emperor's younger brother, the only younger brother of the Son of Guangxi, and the most likely candidate to inherit the throne of the Son of Guangxi, but it is very dangerous!" ”

"I just want to know, where does his confidence come from!" Mu Jing picked up the pen, wrote a letter, then painted it up, and handed it to Huo Yu: "Send it to Jingwusi!" ”

"No!"

Huo Yu gave up his order and sent the secret letter out.

"Shepherd, you're idle!" At this time, Xi Zhi, who had been running for a day, returned from outside, took off his boots, stepped on the smooth plank on the floor and walked in, sat opposite Mu Jing, and said with a sneer.

"Huh!"

Mu Jing hurriedly poured tea: "Looking at what I said, I don't want to, but there is a grounding order at home, I can't go out if I want to, and I have to run more Brother Zhicai!" ”

"Today's Di Bao!"

Xi Zhicai handed over the newspaper in his hand.

Today is the first day of the publication of Hongdu Journal.

"Not bad!" Mu Jing looked at the version of this newspaper, four open and eight editions, the front and back are the content, the typography is good, the font is very clear, and the strong ink fragrance comes out, which is more elegant in this era.

"How many?" Mu Jing asked.

"According to what you said, ten thousand copies!"

Xi Zhicai is still very strict when it comes to business: "All free gifts, 12 squares on 6 streets in the city, set up fixed-point shops, start in the morning, 3 hours, all of them are eaten!" ”

"Now it's up to you to react!" Mu Jing heard the words and said in a deep voice.

"This newspaper is very innovative!"

Hu Zhao walked over, sat cross-legged next to him, held the Di newspaper, and looked at the Hongdu Xue newspaper on it, with two pages on the left and right, and Confucianism on the front.

In the following version, there are some small white texts, which are some fables, not fables of some editors, but small fables based on the deeds of the sages, written vividly, and the writing is extraordinary.

In the next few versions, some policy trends in the court are written at random on the left, this kind of trend is basically known to the officials, and it is not a secret, but it is a bit novel to go up blatantly, and the other is a folk anecdote, written about Zhang San, Li Si, etc., those trivial family affairs, but let people feel the truth of this matter.

"Sir, do you think this newspaper will allow us to form an influence among Shilin?" Mu Jing's eyes lit up and asked.

"Yes!"

Hu Zhao said: "It will be, it just takes time!" ”

"When?"

"Yes!"

Hu Zhao said: "The family can form a huge influence in Shilin, which has been accumulated from generation to generation, if you also want to compete with the family in this area, the influence is still a little worse, and it takes time to accumulate!" ”

"I see!"

Mu Jing understood in seconds, and began to order: "Brother Zhicai, this Di newspaper, more than double the printing, and then send it for half a month, I want a copy to hurt people, so that the influence of Di Bao will bloom everywhere in Luoyang!" ”

Only if Di Bao has enough influence can he achieve the greatest effect for the purpose of issuing a merit-seeking order.

"That's nice, have you found the editor-in-chief of Hongdu Journal?" When Xi Zhicai heard this, he suddenly asked.

"Huh!"

Mu Jing smiled: "Those who can work hard, since you can do this thing, it doesn't hurt to take it first!" ”

Originally, he invited Hu Zhao out of the mountain for the Hongdu Journal, but when he invited Hu Zhao out of the mountain, he felt that it was a bit overkill to let Hu Zhao go to the Hongdu Journal, and he wanted to put Hu Zhao by his father's side to train him.

Father Mushan is a court master, he sees things from a different angle, the strategists around him are more demanding, Jiang Lu is already the best, but after all, he is balanced by his vision, he has been in Nanyang for many years, and he has never seen the world, so he is too cautious in his actions.

Hu Zhao is different, on talent learning, he and Xi Zhicai sat down and studied overnight, and Xi Zhicai had to treat him as a gentleman, but you can imagine how his talent is.

And on vision, on political experience?

Hu Zhao began to toss in Luoyang more than ten years ago, he had assisted the first emperor, fought against wealthy families, and seen court politics, in this regard, Xi Zhicai and Jiang Lu are far different from him.

"Get out!"

Xi Zhicai glanced at him and said, "You said lightly, take it first, do you know that there are too many things to count here, I don't have such a spirit to put it in this!" ”

He has a lot of things to do now, Mu Jing is grounded, he has to keep an eye on the Jingping Commercial Bank, he has to keep an eye on the Da Sima Mansion, and he is also reviewing the military report handed over by the Jingping Army in Bishui Pass, if this continues, he will die.

"Sir, you are well-informed, can you recommend talents?" Mu Jing looked at Xi Zhicai who was about to go crazy, and in desperation, he had to ask Hu Zhao.

"The old man has lived in seclusion for many years, and he has been rejected by Sergeant Guan Lin, so he doesn't know much about the Confucianism in this Luoyang City, but if it is Yingchuan, he can recommend one or two, and he is worthy of the position of editor-in-chief of this newspaper!"

Hu Zhao thought for a while and said.

"It doesn't matter where it is, as long as it's a talent, I want it!" Mu Jing said excitedly.

"That's good!"

Hu Zhao walked past his position, first wrote a letter, then sealed it, and then summoned two people outside the door and asked them to send it out: "Say that I said, whether it can be done depends on their own intentions!" ”

"Thank you, Mr. for relieving your worries, if you rely on him to herd the dragon, you will die a long time ago!"

Xi Zhicai saluted Hu Zhao, and he admired Hu Zhao's talent and learning, which is a person whose knowledge and governing experience far surpass him.

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