Chapter 650: Old Friends Meet

Huang Zongxi patted the young man's head and said with a smile: "Ziyu Mo said nonsense, like you, who is powerless and goes to the battlefield to pull your hind legs?" ”

The young man named Ziyu was obviously extremely dissatisfied with Huang Zongxi's slapping of his head, so he jumped away and glared angrily: "How? Underestimating people? My brother won't be like you, picking up some shocking words! ”

Huang Zongxi only smiled and no longer answered, but bowed down and invited Li Xin to enter the main hall to speak.

After the guests and hosts sat down, Li Xinzhi had a stomach full of questions, so he asked them all.

"Isn't the newspaper office on the other side? Why is the gate locked and empty? When will Mr. Nan Lei return to Nan's ......"

Huang Zongxi patiently listened to Li Xin's questions and answered them one by one. It turned out that not long after Li Xin left, he had already started to return to the south. Originally, it was just because he was trapped here, but now that the matter is over, there is no reason to continue to stay. As for the opening of the "Communiqué", it was also inspired by the "Taiyuan Afternoon News" that he bought a house with a large sum of money given by Master Guo on behalf of Li Xinxiang when he left, hired workers, and purchased all kinds of printing equipment.

At the beginning, only a few people who knew about the "Communiqué" were in the same school, and they were always in a situation of losing money. Originally, if he continued to lose money after the New Year, he would close Zhang Daji, but who knew that when the New Year was approaching, Fengyang made a fuss of thieves, and the army of the Three Guards swept through Jiangbei. Huang Zongxi tried to write some secrets about the Three Guards breaking the thieves in the "Bulletin", but unexpectedly it became a hit. The daily printing capacity of the "Bulletin" has also grown from a dozen copies at the beginning to tens of thousands now.

Speaking of this, the young man who was listening quietly smiled and said: "Brother Taichong is now earning a hundred taels of silver a day, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is making gold every day!" The younger brother has spent 12 years in vain, but it is the first time that he has heard that selling paper can also make such a profit. Seriously, turn your hands into clouds and cover your hands for rain! The words were full of admiration.

Huang Zongxi smiled bitterly, "This is inspired by the "Taiyuan Afternoon News", don't admire me, it is the Marquis of Zhenyu who really turns his hands into clouds and covers his hands for rain!" ”

The young man was amazed for a while, and then said: "Brother Taichong, you don't have to be arrogant, although this plan is absolutely not something that everyone can do, the little brother can't do such a big deal as a hundred taels a day!" ”

With the material level and purchasing power at that time, the daily income of 100 taels is no less than that of the future generations, and the daily income is no less than that of a billionaire who is stable and stable. Looking at the whole city of Nanjing, there are no more than 100 people who can do this, so it is no wonder that the young people make such a fuss.

"The intention of launching the Gazette was not to make some money, but to feel that these newspapers could be used as a channel for voice and to make some humble views public. As for the sale of newspapers, half of them went into the silverfish's sacs. From time to time, there are scholars who come here, and under the socializing, there is not much left, and Huang is now only left with two sleeves of breeze! With that, he laughed self-deprecatingly. Immediately afterwards, his face became worried again.

"Recently, the rumors have become more and more urgent, the scholars have made frequent troubles, and some people blame the culprit on the "Bulletin", if it weren't for the fact that they had given enough money in the past, and they were known as the order, they were afraid that they would have been robbed of their homes and imprisoned early next morning, where could they still drink tea and chat like now?" With that, he glanced at the young man named Ziyu again.

"You always think I'm chic and proud, but you don't know that this is really a drudgery with a sword hanging on my head, like walking on thin ice, if you don't think about speaking out for the resumption of the society, why bother to support it."

Li Xin was awe-struck for a while, in a feudal dynasty, how could a private person be allowed to make speeches at will? If there is no strong backing, the so-called "Communiqué" can really only become duckweed in the wind, and the day is in danger. Huang Zongxi was able to take the risk of robbing his house and killing his head, and he worked hard to support until now, and his tenacity can be seen.

"Just as today, the scholars have gathered again, in order to avoid suspicion that the newspaper office is still closed today, for this reason even no one dares to stay in the courtyard, for fear of telling the truth!"

I see, Li Xin suddenly realized after hearing it.

"How does the Marquis of Zhenyu come to visit? It seems that I haven't heard the news of the town captive marquis entering the city? ”

Huang Zongxi finally asked the topic, Li Xin originally did not intend to hide it from him, so he bluntly told the purpose of this southward trip, that is, to investigate and deal with the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau colluding with Zhejiang City Bosi to embezzle millions of public funds, and then told an unexpected episode, because the Three Guards purchased rice, Ruan Dacheng made a hindrance from it, which actually caused the storm that swept the entire Yingtianfu rice price skyrocketing. However, being able to rip millions of taels of flesh from Ruan Dacheng's body is also a bad breath, but it only hurts the people of Ying Tianfu.

Huang Zongxi is also suddenly, no wonder the price of rice has soared in recent months, and not only the price of rice, but also other daily necessities have soared since the price of rice, and it has not been able to fall until now. And the young man dropped his jaw again in shock: "Isn't it ...... to earn a million a month" He counted with his fingers for a long time, and finally let out another exclamation: "Thirty thousand!" ”

Huang Zongxi apologized to Li Xin for the young man's several miles away, "Ziyu is the younger brother of the second brother of the same family of the Fushe, and the second brother's hometown is Guichi, Anhui. ”

The second tail brother in Huang Zongxi's mouth is surnamed Wu Ying Ji, and his young disciple Yu is called Ying Ling. When Li Xin heard that Huang Zongxi's fellow student was called Wu Yingji, he wanted to laugh in his heart, but he didn't know if it had anything to do with Wu Yingxiong. However, he soon understood that this Wu Yingji must have nothing to do with that Wu Yingxiong, because Wu Sangui is a big clan in western Liaoning, and his son Wu Yingxiong must have nothing to do with Wu Yingji, whose family is in Guichi, Anhui.

Li Xin naturally mentioned that he met a rich gentleman in a Confucian shirt in the city, and in addition to inviting him to eat and drink, he also gave money and a guide to the road......

"Lu Yin?" The young man Wu Yingxuan said strangely, he had heard of bonuses and women, and it was the first time he heard of giving a road guide.

Huang Zongxi thought about it for a while and understood, today's scholars gathered in the crowd, Nanjing closed the city as usual, and if you want to get out of the city, you have to lead the way. It's just that there are no more than two people in Nanjing City, and he is a little curious about who this person is, so he asked Li Xin about the name and surname of the rich gentleman in the Confucian shirt.

Li Xin didn't want to lie to the rich gentleman, so he didn't report his name, and at the same time didn't ask the other party's name, and the people were also very interesting, neither asked anymore, nor took the initiative to mention their own name and surname. However, there is a signature on the road lead, Li Xin has carefully seen it, and the signature is Shichao, which is a strange name.

Unexpectedly, Huang Zongxi's face suddenly changed after hearing the name Shichao, including the young man Wu Yingqing, who exclaimed: "It's that old thing!" ”

Seeing this, Li Xin was surprised, "How? Know? ”

"Not only do you know him, the Marquis of Zhenyu has also fought with him several times!" Huang Zongxi replied slowly.

This time it was Li Xin's turn to be surprised, but he already knew it, so he asked rhetorically: "Could it be that this person is Ruan Dacheng?" ”

"That's right, this guy is eight times out of ten. Nine is that Ruan Dacheng. Ruan Dacheng is also known as Shichao, and he can drive in and out of Nanjing Road, let alone this person! ”

Mi Yan, who had never spoken, said puzzledly: "This person should not have discovered the identity of the marquis of Zhenyu, but looking at this person's actions, it is really a bit like a rumor!" ”

Listening to the wind of Meng Taste in Mi Yan's mouth, Wu Yingqing laughed and said: "What is the wind of Meng Taste, the wind of the villain is almost the same." I'm afraid that there is a cattiness behind this road guide that you can't imagine, isn't he trying to recruit you? Since you refuse to obey your orders, let the government take action, and Lu Yin is a talisman that throws himself into the net! And then the guy will use it to blackmail him, and if you agree, that's it. If you don't know how to refuse, I'm afraid that there won't be even bones left! ”

Wu Yingqing's speculation Li Xin thought it was very reasonable, and at the same time, he was also glad that thanks to the news of Huang Zongxi on the bank of the Qinhuai River, he had the idea of not going out of the city to meet him for the time being, and did not want to avoid a very likely disaster.

Huang Zongxi pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "If the marquis of Zhenyu is in a hurry to get out of the city, he may be able to help him!" ”

Li Xin was very happy when he heard this, but he didn't know how Huang Zongxi and Buyi could help? It can't be like Lu Jiu entering the city with a longbow and hiding in a dung truck!

"It's also a coincidence, at the invitation of the eldest son of the Yin family of Tianfu to visit Yuhuatai at night today, he originally planned to decline politely, and if the marquis wants to go out of the city today, it is also a way!"

The Restoration Society is especially popular with young scholars in Nanjing, and the eldest son of the Yin family who wants to come to Shuntianfu is also one of them.

Huang Zongxi then said: "This method is a bit risky, but since the eldest son of the Yin family of Yingtianfu is here, there is still a grasp of it." Please consider it! ”

Li Xin secretly considered to himself, since he had already met with Huang Zongxi, everything in the city had been completed, and it was no longer meaningful to be in the city, so it was better to go out of the city just like this, and it would not hurt to take a risk, not to mention the gold-lettered signboard of Ying Tianfu Yin.

After noon, sure enough, a carriage and horse came to the alley, and a servant came to invite Huang Zongxi, so Huang Zongxi took Li Xin and the other three people to pretend to be servants and turn with him. Scholars are active and not quiet, so there are all cars and horses here, but there is no sedan chair.

"Brother Taichong, why didn't you ride a horse and take a car today?" Someone asked with a smile.

The reason why Huang Zongxi did not ride a horse and changed to a carriage was completely out of convenience to treat Li Xin and the three of them from others, so he smiled and only said that he was tired today and it was easier to take the car.

Li Xin glanced at it, most of these so-called young scholars were beautifully dressed and cynical, and their temperament was completely different from those who were worried about the world's avenues.

Li Xin looked at Huang Zongxi again, which was a change from the impression left by Huang Zongxi when he was in Taiyuan before, perhaps it was with these talismans that the "Communiqué" could survive in the storm until now.