Hou Houcong thought about it, and the old man spoke up again, and said lightly: "The old man doesn't really care about this trick played by the owner of this newspaper. The voice stopped at a critical point, indicating that things would not be so easy to pass. And if it's really just a matter of "chatting" a few words, where is the use of waiting in the mansion, just after the government pulled him over.

Hou Houcong tilted his head slightly, raised his eyes, the old man's face was solemn, and the majesty of the long-standing officialdom was naturally revealed, which was breathtaking.

Then the old man slowly spoke: "However, this article is indeed ......similar to some contents of the old man's "Complete Book of Agricultural Administration", staring at it, the old man seemed to have insight into all his thoughts, and asked: "The honorific article should also be like this, right?" ”

Hou Houcong nodded in a trance and said, "The boss is aware of everything. ”

The old man retracted his gaze and said, "Therefore, I also hope that I will take the time to investigate this matter." The old man doesn't want to pursue anything, but most of his hard work over the years is here, if it just makes people leak out and becomes a means for others to collect money, the old man is a little angry in his heart. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that it is just a coincidence......"

Hou Houcong remembered the words one by one, thinking that he would definitely call the rebel after he went back, and whether he was really involved or not, and beat him first.

The old man said, but he didn't say anything about the official face anymore, and really ate the banquet in his spare time. More than an hour later, Hou Houcong left the Qingzhou Post House, Sun Yicheng sent it out, and the two had a brief conversation at the door.

Facing Hou Houcong's "forced gaze", Sun Yicheng smiled bitterly: "Don't hide it from the family, the unscrupulous son in the lowly family is also involved." ”

"Those lace incidents?" Hou Houcong's expression became richer.

Sun Yicheng sighed: "Well, most of the Qingzhou embroidered clothes and guards on the bright side have some relationship with the rebel. Now it's not a lowly envoy to call up, and most of them are perfunctory. ”

Hou Houcong smiled, no wonder he was so "close" to him.

At the moment, after exchanging some "teaching experience", Hou Houcong got into the carriage, and his mood was not bad. However, it did not prevent him from going home to beat Hou Mingyu, relieving his anger was the first priority, and the second thing was about the "newspaper".

After thinking about it, Hou Houcong sighed, he didn't think that the second ancestor of the Chen family was so capable of doing things before. More than a month ago, the clouds of the Fuxue dung incident still accumulated on his head and could not be dispersed, and the great master of Xuezheng had sent someone to ask several times, and he could only bear it with an old face. However, in the end, it is not a common law, in about August, the great master should end his "inspection" and return to Qingzhou, and when he can't get a result, the evaluation will inevitably be smeared with a big black spot.

"I knew that the matter of patrolling the grain would not be handed over to Chen Xiujie." Muttering, it is estimated that he is almost home, Lord Hou collected his thoughts, rolled up his sleeves and found a feeling in the air.

……

On the other side, the time was pushed forward, and before the rain stopped, the shareholders of Zhizhi Bookstore, who had finished the first salon, went home separately, and they also elected Hou Mingyu and Song Qingming trio to go to Chen's Mansion to listen to the news.

The four of them arrived at Chen's house in the sunset, and in order to avoid the cumbersome etiquette brought by certain identities, the four of them discussed and handed over the worship sticker in the name of Hou Mingyu. Except for Chen Ji on the sickbed, the rest of the Chen family were female dependents, so there were many inconveniences, and the four of them were able to go straight to the West Chamber, where Chen Ji was located.

After a busy day, the West Chamber finally calmed down, except for the fixed trio in the West Chamber, the rest of the people in the room went back separately. It's just that the old track on the bed hasn't improved much. When Hou Mingyu and the four of them saw each other at first glance, they also raised their hearts.

Chen Ji couldn't move, and the reception fell on Shen Qiu, Shen Qiu had seen Song Qingming, but when a few people entered the house, Song Qingming stood behind, and he didn't break it. Although Hou Mingyu, the son of the prefect, has also met a few times, it will be due to Chen Ji's bad reputation, so he has not been very close.

In addition, Chen Ji planned to hand over the affairs of the bookstore to Gui Chun from the beginning, so that Shen Qiu did not know that Hou Mingyu was already "his own family".

After looking at Chen Ji in the room, Hou Mingyu and the four of them retreated, explaining that they didn't need to be busy making tea, Hou Mingyu opened his mouth and asked, "What did the doctor say?" Isn't this an ordinary wind chill? ”

Shen Qiu's face was sad, and he returned: "The doctor only said to prescribe a few pairs of wind and cold medicine first. ”

Hou Mingyu touched Song Qingming and sighed, "Could it be a recurrence of an old disease?" Brother Chen had that incident a few years ago, did the doctor say that there would be any hidden diseases left? ”

Shen Qiu thought for a while, shook his head and said, "The young master returned to normal the day after he woke up, and he didn't even take much medicine. ”

"Well, okay. You guys take care of it, and we'll be in a few days. ”

Speaking of which, Shen Qiu sent the four of them out.

On the street, Song Qingming squeezed into Hou Mingyu's carriage, and the two sat down face to face, both looking a little dazed.

The wheels ran over the bluestone street, listening to the sound of splashing water. Hou Mingyu broke the silence and said, "It should be fine!" The heavy harvest at the beginning has come back to life. ”

People at their level must know a lot more about the incident a year ago, and at that time, everyone's perception of Chen Ji was not bad, but it was not to the point where they could get ahead.

Song Qingming nodded: "The scourge will be left for thousands of years." ”

Hou Mingyuquan heard a not very good joke, turned solemn, and said: "Now that Chen Ji has fallen, the other party will definitely not let go of this opportunity." In the days to come, the bookstore may have some trouble. ”

Song Qingming said: "It can already be determined that the prince of King Jing's Mansion has been involved." ”

Hou Mingyu shook his head, feeling helpless: "What is expected is just such a thing that violates the ancestral system, and it is not unsatisfactory for that person to do it." ”

Under the Jokhang ancestral system, vassal kings were not allowed to make friends with local officials. At present, although the prince has not befriended officials, he has had a close relationship with the scholars of the Ming Society, the first society in Qingzhou, and even stood behind it to help the Ming Society expand its influence. Earlier, after the other party didn't know where to know that Hou Mingyu participated in Zhizhi Bookstore, he had already released a signal in private, just to occupy Zhizhi Bookstore as a whole.

It is said that the "chaotic situation" in Qingzhou has risen to the contest between the "Zhizhi Book Company" headed by Song Qingming and the "Ming Society" headed by King Jingzi. The reason is probably that the other party thinks that the appearance of the Zhizhi Book Company newspaper will occupy some Shilin voices and reduce the prestige of the Ming Society!

For Zhizhi Bookstore, it is actually a "disaster".

In addition, because of Qingzhou's advantageous geographical location since ancient times, even in Jinan Prefecture, where the Shandong Political Division is located, there are many people who are willing to stretch their hands to this side. At the level of Hou Houcong, everyone may also talk about some officialdom rules, but when it comes to young people like Hou Mingyu, they are a little "do everything". For a long time, the general direction of the local forces in Qingzhou has been able to be screwed together to jointly fight against various forces outside Qingzhou. Now this situation has finally been broken.

Hou Mingyu couldn't figure it out, he just wanted to earn a few pocket money, who was in the way.

“…… So Xu Ge Lao's side must find a way to catch up with the line. Hou Mingyu came back to his senses, his eyes were bright, "The best thing is to continue to print the follow-up content of "Agricultural Political Essentials".

Song Qingming bowed his head: "That's what I said, but don't forget one thing, we can't be sure of the authenticity of the one that has been published, and how can we be sure that Xu Ge really has such a painstaking work, and even if it is, how can we guarantee that we are willing to hand it over to our bookstore for printing?" ”

Hou Mingyu leaned on the carriage and became depressed: "It's not the right time for Chen Ji to be sick." ”

Song Qingming was silent.

After a while, Hou Mingyu straightened up and said, "I'll try to convince my father to support his identity first, and wait for Chen Ji to wake up?" ”

Song Qingming said: "The escape with the Xingtai will continue, as long as they become shareholders, we will be able to control more than seventy percent of the paper mills in Qingzhou at that time......

"Hey...... It's not a long-term solution. Do you want to find a way to visit that palace? ”

"Do you have proof?"

Hou Mingyu shook his head: "You can let Sun Ke think of a way." ”

Song Qingming said: "Do you really think Sun Ke is his father?" His current ability is the lace gossip of some small people in the market. ”

There was silence in the carriage.

"I can only hope that Chen Ji will wake up soon."

The wheels rolled, crushing the bluestone, and it reached the end of the street. Song Qingming got out of the carriage, got into the rear carriage, and went their separate ways.

——

Hou Mingyu's carriage had just stopped at the door of his house, and by the gray light at the door, he saw his father in an official robe.

stepped forward and saluted respectfully, and for the first time in the world, he didn't cry as soon as he came up, and said, "Dad, when I finish speaking, it's not too late for you to fight." ”

Hou Houcong raised his eyelids and sighed. No shots were made, and no people were allowed into the house.

"It's true that I didn't control myself and did a lot of wrong things, but I'm already trying my best to make amends."

Hou Houcong didn't understand, but he didn't interrupt.

Hou Mingyu continued: "I have already broken my body. ”

Hou Houcong's eyes widened, and he was speechless for a while.

Hou Mingyu had already put away his serious appearance, supported his left waist with his hand, and said with a sad face: "Actually, it really doesn't feel like the legend, and it hurts a little, but it's really heartbreaking...... I couldn't hold back for a while, it's been frequent these days, and I really started to feel some discomfort in my waist today. ”

Hou Houcong had a disgusting expression of stepping on shit, and he wanted to lose his demeanor as a court official, and scolded his mother with his throat.

"Insulting the court......" Hou Houcong, who was so angry that his mouth trembled, forgot his original intention and turned around and entered the door.

Hou Mingyu raised his hand and wiped it in front of his forehead, and took a deep breath: "It's so dangerous." ”

was just about to step into the door, but saw Hou Houcong go and return, and in the blink of an eye, he had already changed into a long shirt and came back with a stick in his hand.

Hou Mingyu's face fell instantly, and he said that it was too late, so he turned around and ran......

Lost in the night.