The sky was still dark, and stacks of bundled newspapers had been delivered to the various distribution stations in Beijing.

The carriage laden with newspapers passed through the gate and came to a steady stop in the middle of the courtyard.

The driver jumped neatly from the seat in front of the car, walked to the side of the body, bent down, lowered his head and groped around the wheels twice, only to hear a click, and the wheels, which were still slightly shaking, were immediately stuck.

When the coachman got out of the car and locked the left and right rear wheels, five or six small workers had already swarmed up, two stood on the car, and the rest stood under the car.

The coachman locked the wheels, and the head of the distribution station with a hammer body had already swung to his side, and while looking up at the little newsboy under his command unloading the newspaper, he yawned and said to the coachman, "It's a little late today." ”

The coachman was busy pulling a pocket out of the compartment under the seat, when he raised his head and said to Nunu on the bus: "There is big news." ”

A pair of small eyes and still staring at the stationmaster suddenly came to his senses, "What big news?" ”

"I heard that it's Wen Xianggong again."

Before the stationmaster could speak, a small worker standing on the car rushed down and asked, "That Wen Xianggong who was scolded by Han Xianggong?" ”

The stationmaster raised his head and scolded, raising his eyebrows and glaring, "Little monkey, busy with your go!" ”

The little worker dared to interject at will, showing that he was somewhat decent in front of the stationmaster. After being reprimanded, he was not afraid, so he just shrunk his neck, giggled with his companions, and continued to throw newspapers downward.

The coachman also sighed twice, and took out two of the big pockets he had taken out, and grabbed out a handful of soybeans.

Seeing the soybeans, the four horses pulling the cart immediately called out rhythmically.

The neighing of horses came and went,

"Foodie." The coachman laughed and cursed, and brought the soybean to the horse's mouth.

"Just know your animal." The stationmaster scoffed, looking left and right.

The little newspaper boys who were in charge of delivering the newspapers unpacked the bundled newspapers in the back. Then pack them into your own newspaper bag in a predetermined quantity.

The stationmaster walked over, took out a newspaper from it, called out the oldest one from the newsboy, handed him the newspaper, and pointed to the headline, "Brother Jin, can you understand?" ”

Brother Jin read the headline, "Emperor...... Emperor...... Big...... Marriage...... In the ......"

The stationmaster immediately shook his head. The emperor is not married, so he doesn't care.

If the unfilial faint monarch hadn't accidentally exposed his feet in front of the Queen Mother, and when he was in power, the Great Song Dynasty wouldn't know how to spoil him.

I heard that when the first emperor was ill, he desperately protected his throne, and after the first emperor died, the two kings rebelled, and Zhang Xianggong and Han Xianggong, who desperately saved his life, he was in the way, and repeatedly privately told the people around him that after he ascended the throne, he would kill the two ministers.

It's really a waste of the loyalty of the ministers. This kind of faint monarch, it is a good thing for the world to be locked up in the deep palace for the rest of his life.

"Not this one. Next. ”

Brother Jin looked down, "River...... North...... Summer...... Food ......"

"It's not." The stationmaster said impatiently, what about the bumper harvest in Hebei, if you don't deal with the trouble of your henchmen, the over-collected food is a gift to Liaogou, "Find someone who has a 'Wen' word, the Wen Xianggong's Wen." ”

The newsboy held the newspaper and looked down to recognize, "This one is." In the middle of the service, the opening ceremony ...... With the third division, Dr. Jin Ziguanglu - uh...... Lu...... Lu! Luguo Gong...... Text......"

The newsboy has only been in school for two years, knows a few hundred words, and can understand it by reading some news in the market, but more esoteric articles, such as this one of Wen Yanbo's confessions, can be recognized by most of the words separately, once the words and sentences are combined, he is completely confused, not to mention the later articles, it is an official position, and it almost collapses him.

"That's it, that's it." Amid the laughter of the coachman, the stationmaster stopped him from reading any further, "I'm tired of listening." ”

Snatched the newspaper from the newsboy's hand, rolled it up three times and two times, and gave the back of the stupid newsboy's head, and said: "What are you still in a daze, don't go to do things yet!" ”

The coachman laughed beside him, grabbed a handful of soybeans, fed them to the four horses, and wiped his hands that had been licked by the horse's tongue and were full of saliva on the pocket cloth, "There are so many of you, there is no one who can read the newspaper?" ”

I only felt that I had lost a person in vain, the station elder blushed slightly, and defended himself, "Usually let him read the scores of yesterday's games to me, who scored the goal, and which Wazi row is a new play, I haven't seen a stumble in these news, and I don't know what happened today, my tongue is like a knot." ”

"Can this be the same as that?" The newspapers on the car were all unloaded, and the coachman leaned on the car, nibbling on the pancakes he brought, "One is an article written by Xianggong, no matter how bad his character is, he is also a well-known jinshi." One is not just where the poor measures are big, that is, can write a few strokes of the dog. It's just a crawling word. It's nothing to be able to read the articles of the poor Cuoda, my son can read them early in the morning, and I am afraid that he will learn the wrong ones, so I will not let him read these articles, but only let him read the first two editions, and the articles that can be on the first two editions are all written by people. ”

The stationmaster pointed to Brother Najin, "This kid's grades are not too bad, he has been ranked in the top ten in the same grade in the school, and the others are worse than him." ”

The Mongolian school run by the newspaper company, the newspaper boys who work and study part-time, only when their grades are in the forefront, can they be qualified to go further, so the competition is extremely fierce.

The coachman snorted smugly, "In the past two years, how many exams have my kid been able to get into the top ten on average, and I have to worry about not being able to compete for places, what is the top ten once or twice." My kid is in the fourth Mengxue! ”

The stationmaster snorted, "I know your son is smart, okay." Talk less. ”

The newspaper needs more supporters at the top, and if it is a student who wants to go on to school, it can basically be funded. However, if the results are not good, then the newspaper is not a mallet to throw money around. In order to compete for the opportunity to change their fate, both the newspaper boy and the family members of the newspaper employees worked hard, and those children who did not work hard and never repented were kicked out of school early in the morning.

If there is a child in the family who can go to school, his parents will be as proud as the coachman, and outsiders will be envious and have more respect for his parents.

The moon in the sky now moved a little more to the west, and the deep blackness that hung over the easternmost sky faded a little.

The coachman looked at the sky and exclaimed, "All right, let's go." ”

Quickly sow the mechanism that locked the wheels, jumped into the carriage, said hello to the stationmaster, raised a whip, crackled, and had to call the four horses, and the four horses started at the same time, and pulled the much lighter carriage out of the courtyard with brisk steps.

The stationmaster watched the coachman leave, and when he turned around, he shouted, "It's almost dawn!" Don't grind!! ”

The stationmaster's loud voice spread far away, and the watchdogs in the neighborhood began to bark wildly, and for a while, I don't know how many sleeping neighbors were awakened.

A newsboy carried a satchel full of newspapers on his back and ran out of the small distribution station to deliver the latest news to thousands of households in Beijing as quickly as possible.

This morning is not destined to be peaceful.

……………………

"Wen Kuanfu actually bowed his head!"

Han Jin walked in with a look of disbelief, holding a newspaper that still smelled of ink.

Han Wei raised his head, and there was also a bulletin in front of him that he had just gotten in his hand, and sneered, "He came to Jingshi just to be embarrassed?" ”

"I'm afraid Wen Kuanfu didn't expect that the political hall would be so ruthless."

Han Jin said, sat down at the table, and waited for the subordinates to serve him today's breakfast with their hands and feet.

A bowl of thickly boiled Qibao corn porridge and a small plate of pickled cucumbers at the North Gate, Han Jin, who is seventy years old, is just like his brother Han Wei, the taste is more and more light, and the diet is more simple.

"He deserves it," Han Wei commented unceremoniously, "It should be restrained if he was driven to the Taimiao by the Queen Mother." ”

Speaking of the affairs of the DPRK and China, Han Jin waved his hand and let his subordinates go out, "He may feel that the two governments are going to hold a big council, and he doesn't want to make anything happen at this juncture." ”

"He thinks......" Han Wei snorted coldly, "wishful thinking." ”

Han Jin shook his head secretly, his fifth brother said as if he was prescient, in fact, if it wasn't for a good nephew in his own family, this time maybe the Han and Wen families would suffer at the same time.

"But it's also too fast." Han Zhen pointed to the newspaper, which was inscribed with Wen Yanbo's title and name, "To rule the world with scholars, not for the people." Dare to say it in front of the emperor. I just went to see the two provinces yesterday, right? ”

In the past, in front of the angry Son of Heaven, Wen Yanbo dared to defend directly, but now he just went to see the two mansions, even if the two sons were arrested, they should not change so quickly.

"Knowing that the two governments are serious, no matter how hard they are, it is no good. The emperor is condescending, a little offense can still be tolerated, in other words, it is a rebellion, how can the emperor be so tolerant? ”

Wen Yanbo wants to demolish the two mansions, if the two mansions fail, it will be difficult to protect his life. Wen Yanbo's sentence this time may be too much, and it is not surprising that the whole family is in the Western Regions and Yunnan.

"It's just that Lu Guogong is forced to bow his head like this, and the two governments ...... Zhang Han and the two prime ministers will inevitably lose their reputation this time. ”

"Isn't that a good thing?" Han Wei glanced at his brother and picked up the chopsticks.

Han Zhen blinked, and then picked up his chopsticks as well.

And that's a good thing.

This is true for the Han family, and the same is true for other important ministers who are expected to be prime ministers.

The two prime ministers were too strong, just like Wuyue, and they pressed on the heads of all the courtiers.

The two joined hands to govern, and the fruits of the past ten years have been fruitful, and there have been many scholars in the world who are commensurate with the rule of Yuanyou, and their prestige is far above the famous ministers of the previous dynasties.

With the prestige of Wenzhi martial arts, even if you are a veteran, you have to let him go to the ground, and the rest of the courtiers have to rely on his snort.

If their reputation can, if it can't overturn their repression for a while, it's a good start.

This is especially true before the convening of the Great Council, which is closely related to popularity.

The new Yushi Zhongcheng coldly watched a courtier who shook his head and sighed for Zhang and Han Erxiang to leave.

'A bunch of idiots. ’

Wang Juqing said secretly in his heart.