Among the Bunfu.

At this time, Wen Dezhang looked at the newspaper that had been directly named, and heard that not only was it being sold everywhere, but there were also people directly helping people read it in the streets and alleys, so he was very angry and said: "Come on, gather all the people in the house, go to the street, go to the street, damn it, who else dares to sell it, who dares to read it." ”

"Do you want to inform the public first?" The old butler asked.

Wen Dezhang had already picked up a wooden stick at the door, and turned around and said, "You go and report to my father, and I will take someone to the street." ”

Wen Dezhang is very anxious, at this time, it is not the first thing to find Ganqi, the first thing is to control the impact, and he can't really make a storm in the city. To control the impact, it is natural to control the spread of the newspaper.

Confucius Xiang, who has thousands of acres of tap water at home, really sat on top of a small teahouse with a newspaper, and the old man who told the story in front of him was driven aside because he couldn't afford to provoke this student.

Confucius Zixiang sat in the position of the old storyteller and began to read the newspaper.

The old man looked at this student who robbed him of his job, and slandered in his heart: Damn, is the life of a student so miserable now? I have to go to the street to grab a job with Lao Tzu.

The main thing is that the things that students read are really interesting, much more interesting than storytelling.

The old man looked at the reaction of everyone in the teahouse, and felt that his job was a little precarious.

I heard someone say angrily: "It turns out that this Wen Yanbo was promoted like this, shameless ......"

"Shameless!"

"Why are you so angry? It's no wonder that all officials are like this! The man pretended to be "I am a person who understands" and said disdainfully.

After some heated discussions and complaints, everyone listened to Confucius continue to read.

After reading the article, there was a heated discussion.

"Kaifeng Mansion is good, such a confusing case has also been found out by them, Bao Governor's Mansion is a good means."

"The two head catchers are also conscientious, not bad."

"This is called the restoration of Skynet, which is what Lao Tzu said." Another person who understood summed up in the end.

Everyone was discussing fiercely, and suddenly a group of people rushed in with sticks, and the leader raised his hand to Confucius and said, "Beat the master!" ”

Seeing such a scene, Confucius Zixiang reacted very quickly, and hurriedly spoke: "Heroes, take it slowly, my family is rich!" It's easy to talk about any grudges, it's easy to say. ”

"Fuck you rich!"

"Bang!" Confucius Zixiang buzzed in his head, fell to the ground groggy, and said: "My family is really rich, and there are thousands of acres of fertile land." ”

Cracking sound......

After falling to the ground, Confucius Xiangxiang protected his head with both hands and wailed constantly.

After a beating, the dazed Confucius Zixiang still heard someone scolding angrily: "Look at you, do you dare to bewitch the public on the street in the future." ”

Confucius Zixiang, who had thousands of acres of fertile land, fell in a pool of blood, and with the support of everyone, he got up with difficulty, raised his finger to the sky: "I...... I...... Confucius is also a student, his family has thousands of acres of fertile land, my uncle is the prefect of Hejian, and my father is also a great figure in the Daimyo's mansion...... I...... I ......"

Confucius Zixiang said "I" several times, suddenly stopped, touched the blood on his face, and asked left and right: "Who beat me just now?" ”

Many people who supported them shook their heads: "I don't know, do you want me to send you to the doctor first?" ”

Confucius Zixiang suddenly came back to his senses and said loudly and angrily: "It's Wen Yanbo, it's Wen Yanbo, the old thief, it's the person he sent, what kind of doctor, I have money, you hurry up and send me to Taixue, I want to be inseparable from this dog thief." ”

While talking, Confucius Zixiang also took out the money in his arms, and a few people next to him took the money, and they also worked hard, carrying Confucius Zixiang and running.

In the teahouse, there were still voices of discussion: "It seems that this Minister of Literature really sent someone to make a move." ”

"The mouth of the people is more important than the defense of Sichuan, and since this matter has spread, it is impossible to block it back."

Another person who understood said: "Isn't fighting between the people and the officials asking for their own death?" ”

"That person just now is not a citizen, that is a student, how can he be considered a citizen?"

"What about the students? Compared with being a ruler, isn't it the people? ”

"Huh...... That's the same thing......"

In Bianliang City, at this time, chickens and dogs were already jumping, many small shops selling newspapers in front of buildings, and many students reading newspapers everywhere, were all beaten up and fell in a pool of blood like Confucius Xiang.

This son of the Wen family is really fast.

In less than two hours, the speed of the topic was stopped.

After doing these things, Wen Dezhang was in a good mood, and when he returned home, he saw the old housekeeper come forward to report: "The prime minister is not in the political hall, today is the day of the court meeting, and the prime minister is still in the palace and has not returned." ”

The ancient court meeting did not really need to get up early every day to go to the court, whether the early dynasty was frequent or not, the rules of the previous dynasties were different, and even the rules of each emperor were different.

Some emperors were more diligent in the early dynasty, six or seven times a month, some emperors were not so diligent and made the early court three times a month, and some emperors who were even less diligent did not go to court once a year, or even did not go to court for many years.

In fact, the early dynasty was not a must-do for the ancient imperial court, and before the Song Dynasty, court meetings were not necessarily held in the early morning. The emperor and his ministers discuss things, most of the time they discuss things on a case-by-case basis, and if the matter is in any department, they will find people from these departments to discuss, and the real major matters will be discussed in the court.

The court meeting of the Song Dynasty also had a strict system, and when Wang Anshi changed the law, he set the time of the court meeting at five days. If there was an impromptu meeting on the occasion, a bell would ring in the imperial city, which would cover the entire inner city, and officials everywhere would dress up and go to the emperor.

Wen Dezhang heard the words of the old housekeeper and said with a smile: "It's okay, I have already handled the matter properly, so what is the Beijing Times, when no one dares to sell it anymore, let alone read it again." ”

The old housekeeper nodded, and said: "That Gan Qi also inquired clearly, he is a person from Ganjia Village outside the southern city, and the world's first martial arts meeting some time ago was from this person's hand, some people say that this person is a character who is mixed in the rivers and lakes, but some people say that this person is a literati who has become famous in Bianliang City recently, but I don't know which one is true and which one is false." ”

Wen Dezhang thought about it when he heard this, and said: "If you can write articles, you are naturally a reader, there is no doubt that these sour Confucians always want to gain fame in this way, they are really bold, I don't know what to do." ”

"How is Childe going to deal with him?"

"Against him? According to what I thought, he will be beaten so that he can't take care of himself, and he can't even pick up a pen, to see if he dares to talk nonsense. However, listen to your father's thoughts and wait until he returns. Wen Dezhang replied.