The three of them burped out of the Linhe Restaurant, and Lu Jiuyi still said: "What a real adventure, when it is to get the wind and the rain, we are worried about going out of the city, so we got this way, and it is a pity that we can't only visit the kiln of the Qinhuai River!" At the same time, he shook his head exaggeratedly, and in the end, his voice in Hebei dialect became louder and louder, attracting sideways glances from passers-by.

Li Xin couldn't help but laugh, but said with a straight face: "You and I are advanced like walking on thin ice near the abyss, if you are not careful, there is a danger of no recovery, and the future will ......" He wanted to say that there would be an opportunity to visit the kiln in the future, but when the words came to his mouth, he paused again, what kind of Yang's future does this future refer to?

Suddenly, Li Xin was a little excited, raised his eyes to look at the Qinhuai River where the flower boats and painting boats came and went, but the sound of children selling newspapers sounded in his ears.

"Sell newspapers! Sell newspapers! Ten cents! …… The Three Guards Fengyang Mansion broke the thieves...... Exclusive Insider! ”

In a trance, Li Xinzhi thought that he was drunk and hallucinated, how could there be such a thing as a newspaper in the Ming Dynasty, and how could there be children selling in the market? He did run a newspaper in Taiyuan, but it may not come to Nanjing, right? With a series of questions, he asked Mi Yan beside him: "Did you hear someone shouting about selling newspapers?" ”

Mi Yan was also strange, and when he heard Li Xin's question, he nodded and looked at the same time, where was the boy who sold newspapers. First of all, it is a strange thing that there are newspaper sellers by the Qinhuai River in Nanjing, and what attracts them even more is what Xiao Tong said, and the newspaper has the inside story of the Three Guards breaking the Fengyang thieves. All three wanted to see how the inside story of the newspaper was written.

After looking around for a while, Lu Jiu's sharp eyes found the little boy selling newspapers from the crowd, squeezed it over and pulled out one from the crook of the little boy's arm, and touched his whole body only to find that he didn't even have a penny on his body. Lu Jiu's face was bearded, his face was dark, and he spoke foreign official dialect, and the little boy who was harmed thought that he had encountered a strongman who was blocking the road and robbing, and he was so frightened that he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, and he wanted to run but didn't dare to run. Li Xin looked at Lu Jiu holding the newspaper, and stayed on the spot in embarrassment, wanting to pay the bill but finding that he didn't have a penny with him.

In the end, Mi Yan took out a silver ingot from his body, which was full of ten taels, and stuffed it into the little boy's hand, and comforted: "Don't be afraid, we are not bad people!" ”

The boy who sold the newspaper held the silver ingot tightly in his right hand, raised his teary eyes to look at Lu Jiu, and found that there was a shocking scar under the eyelid on the left side of his face, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his gaze. Then he raised his hand and took a bite of the silver ingot, confirming that it was not fake, and finally nodded for the sake of the silver, which was regarded as admitting what Mi Yan said, they were not bad people.

Mi Yan gave him a piece of silver, of course, not just to buy a sentence, I am not a bad person. He pointed to the newspaper and asked the boy:

"Where and who sells the newspaper?"

The little boy got the silver, his heart was happy, and he saw that Mi Yan was polite and polite, and he replied with a good feeling: "Back to the old man, the villain is not very clear, I only heard that there is a Huang master of the Fu Society to take the lead, and many people and Xiucai have articles on it!" ”

Li Xin was curious when he heard this, "Master Huang, which Master Huang?" What is the last name? ”

Xiao Tong saw that although Li Xin also had a beard, his face was much more than that of the scarred face Zhou Zheng, so he replied timidly: "I only know that my name is Master Huang," and at the same time, he pointed to the newspaper, "The article has Master Huang's name on it!" ”

Li Xin took out the newspaper in Lu Jiu's hand again, and examined it on it, but unexpectedly found a lot of familiar names, such as the names of Hou Fangyu and Mao Xiang, isn't this the famous fourth son in the Fu Society! But that wasn't the target of his search. Finally, Li Xin's eyes fell on three words, Huang Zongxi!

Sure enough, the conjecture was confirmed, but shouldn't Huang Zongxi be in Taiyuan? The newspaper he founded in Taiyuan was written by this person, could it be that Huang Zongxi had already returned to Jiangnan? Depending on the situation, it is very likely. So he asked the little boy again: "Is this old man Huang from Yuyao?" ”

When people call him, he likes to use his hometown, which is why Xiao Tong often hears people connect Master Huang and Yuyao together, thinking that it must be Yuyao, so he nodded timidly.

After letting the little boy go, Li Xin looked up and down at the article of the Three Guards Army breaking the Fengyang thieves, but couldn't help laughing. What kind of news is this, it's clearly a storytelling joke! What kind of town captive marquis Li Xin pointed a golden gun, and picked nine hundred and eighty-one thieves in a row, Fengyang City broke off with a drink, scared the old Hui Ma Shouying's pants, and 800,000 thieves scattered as birds and beasts...... And so on and so forth. simply described the soldiers of the Three Guards as the soldiers of the city.

However, what made Li Xin feel relieved was that he finally heard someone other than the Three Guards say that he was good, although it was full of nonsense, but after all, it was the first time, and when he heard it, there was a little irrepressible joy in his ears.

"Let's not go out of the city today, go find this Huang master!"

At this time, Lu Jiu and Mi Yan also knew that this Huang Master was Huang Zongxi, but their attitude towards him was different from Li Xin, Huang Zongxi was just a broken literati in Taiyuan at the beginning, and he couldn't even afford to eat. If Li Xin hadn't come to help, I was afraid that he would have starved to death by this time and turned into a handful of loess.

Lu Jiu snorted disdainfully: "A broken son, is it worth the thirteenth brother to delay us to go out of the city and return to the camp?" ”

Li Xin only replied categorically with one word: "Value!" ”

Regardless of the government or the opposition, the Three Guards can be said to have made enemies everywhere, and even ministers such as Zhang Fangyan are inseparable from their own appearance, for no other reason than because of their bad reputation. And Huang Zongxi does not represent him alone, there is an invisible force behind him, which can even reverse black and white. Although Li Xin's impression of these Jiangnan literati only stayed on the party's similarity and disagreement, he also knew that if he could win these people to his side, it would be a force that could not be ignored.

If this strategy is feasible, he Li Xin will not be fighting alone in Jiangnan!

The name of the newspaper is different from that of "Taiyuan Afternoon News", and the name is also quite meaningful, called "Gazette"! The word "Gong" expresses all the ideals and aspirations of these young scholars! It is precisely because of the pen of many famous men and talents that the reputation of the "Bulletin" is not comparable to that of the "Taiyuan Afternoon News", and it has become a decorative prop for the people in the city to show their elegance. Only on the banks of the Qinhuai River, but anyone with some identity background, who is not beckoning to call the newsboy to buy a newspaper, even if he doesn't look at it, it adds a bit of elegance to the armpit.

Li Xin inquired all the way, and finally found the "Gazette" newspaper in an inconspicuous house in the tendon lane, which was famous for the upper class literati in Nanjing. A natural wooden plaque hangs on the right side of the gate, engraved with two large black characters of the "Communiqué". However, the three of them were disappointed to find that the courtyard door was locked, and Lu Jiu looked inside the crack in the door, but it was empty.

What is going on, according to the circulation of the "Gazette", it should be engraved in a big way at this time, why is it so cold as it is now? Seeing that he was looking for someone again, he didn't know where to go to find Huang Zongxi for a while, so he couldn't just ask people on the road.

As he was hesitating, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy suddenly came to the front and saluted, "How many masters are looking for someone?" ”

Li Xinzheng was worried that he couldn't find anyone, and when he saw that a young man took the initiative to talk, he was overjoyed, so he pointed to the newspaper in his hand and asked, "Huang in this newspaper, does Huang Gong know where he went?" He originally wanted to call Huang Zongxi by his name, but when he thought that it was extremely impolite for people to call him by his name, he changed his name to call Huang Gong nondescript.

The young man chuckled, "Sure enough, it's Xun Taichong!" Please come with me! ”

Li Xin listened to the young man's tone, as if he knew Huang Zongxi, and led the three of them into the courtyard across the street from the newspaper office. After entering the door, I saw that a Confucian scholar in his early twenties had already arrived at the door, who else could it be if it wasn't Huang Zongxi?

"The Marquis of Zhenyu is here, and I am late to greet you for some reason, please forgive your sins, forgive your sins!" As he spoke, he knelt on his knees and kowtowed honestly. Li Xin knew that he was grateful for the relief of the siege in Taiyuan at the beginning, but how could he really let him do such a big gift? So his hands firmly supported Huang Zongxi's arms and helped him up.

"Taiyuan farewell, I don't want to reunite in Nanjing, it's really fate!"

After listening to the conversation between the two people, the young man next to him was dumbfounded, stared straight at Li Xin, and stammered: "You, you are Li Xin, the town captive who defeated the Tartars and the thieves?" Immediately, he realized that he had lost his words and called Li Xin's name, and his face was flushed with shame.

Mi Yan said from the side: "It is the Marquis of the Dynasty, the Prince Taibao, and the Deputy General of the Expedition!" ”

Looking at the young man's expression of surprise at the moment, it was more obvious, and he looked at Huang Zongxi for a while and said: "Shouldn't the Marquis of Zhenyu be nine feet three inches tall, with a head as big as a bucket, and eyes like copper bells, shouting that the city wall collapsed, and stomped his feet to shake the mountain?" ”

Seeing the appearance of the young man, Li Xin already understood why this was the case, it must be that Huang Zongxi had described himself like this many times in the newspaper, so that his brave image has been greatly rooted in the hearts of the people. When they saw him, they were not surprised to find that he was no different from ordinary people. Of course, it may be that this young man is still young, so he is convinced that such nonsense with eyes like copper bells and a head as big as a bucket!

The young man was still immersed in shock and didn't come back to his senses, Li Xin patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "What? It's better to meet than to be famous? ”

He woke up like a dream and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no!" The big hero is not in appearance, but the hero of the Hou is martial and goes into battle to kill the enemy. Little brother, little brother yearns for it! ”

This young man's straightforward nature does not say admiration, but says that his heart yearns for it, which shows that he is indeed sincerely admired. Li Xin suddenly had a feeling that it was difficult to know himself, he had done so many things not to say a good word to others, otherwise it would be impossible to survive until now in the situation of being attacked by thousands of people. But when I really heard these words, I was in a different state of mind.