"Ah, what about Ning Caichen? It's really urgent, this old demon of Montenegro is really hateful. Empress Eldest Sun looked at the newspaper, clenched her fists, and couldn't help but say to herself.

As soon as Li Er got off the court, he went straight to the Lizheng Palace, ready to enjoy pastries with his Guanyin maid to satisfy his hunger, it is rare that there are not many twists and turns today, just the husband and wife can chat while eating, and increase the feelings between the husband and wife, because Li Er favors the eldest grandson queen, and the time in the Lizheng Palace is more than he pampered other concubines in the Ganlu Palace, those palace maids have not passed on, just to see such a lovely side of the eldest grandson queen, which makes him smile.

has always been strict with herself, and her wife who is a mother in the world has such a move, which is really rare in recent years.

"Which Guanyin woman who angered me? Tell me that I will clean him up for you. Li Er suddenly appeared in front of Empress Changsun and said with a serious face.

"Your Majesty?" Empress Eldest Sun paused for a moment, and then hurriedly saluted: "The concubines see the emperor." ”

"Okay, there are no outsiders here, old husband and wife, these are all exempt." Li Er immediately picked up his beloved wife and said with a look of pity.

Empress Changsun said with a straight face: "Your Majesty, there is no rule in the array, and these etiquettes cannot be wasted. ”

"Okay, okay, Guanyin, you're always reasonable, what about the little son?" Li Er liked the little girl with big eyes very much, and when he came back, he couldn't see it, so he couldn't help asking.

As soon as she talked about her beloved daughter, Empress Changsun had a loving look on her face, and said with a smile: "My son has just played for more than an hour, and he is so tired that he fell asleep, and the concubine let the nurse take her to sleep." ”

Li Er nodded, looked at his noble and beautiful wife, and couldn't help but tease: "Guanyin, what did you say about Ning Caichen just now, and what did you say about the old demon of Montenegro." What's the matter, my Datang Dynasty has come out of Cheng Biting Jin, the demon king of the mixed world, and now there is another old demon of Montenegro? Ha Luha, you wouldn't say that your face is as black as an ink fountain all day long, the Tian Shenu surnamed Wei, right? ”

As soon as he heard what the old demon of Montenegro was, Li Er felt that Wei Zheng's big black face was the most godlike.

Empress Changsun couldn't help but smile, and then said a little helplessly: "Your Majesty, Wei Qing's family is a loyal minister, although the loyal words are contrary to the ear, but they are beneficial to your words and deeds." Don't scold Wei Qing's family behind your back like this, this is a loss of the emperor's demeanor. ”

An emperor said bad things about others behind his back, scolding his courtiers for being Tian Shenu, and the eldest grandson queen was really a little crying and laughing when she heard it, although she knew that her husband was just a tongue. However, as a virtuous wife, she still seriously corrected the mistakes of being the husband of the Son of Heaven.

"Good. Good. Okay, Guanyin is right, don't talk about the old horseman. Li Er obeyed Empress Changsun's wishes, then sat down opposite Empress Changsun, and said with a smile: "Then you tell Tuo Zhen, what did you talk to yourself just now?" ”

"Your Majesty. The Chang'an newspaper co-founded by several of them and Liu Yuan was published, and early in the morning, they sent a copy to the palace. I didn't expect it to be out of control when I saw it, and I read it in one breath from beginning to end, what the concubine said just now was that Ning Caichen and the old demon of Montenegro were not talking about anyone, but the characters in the story serial, the emperor, take a look, the concubine thought it was not bad. ”

After the eldest grandson queen finished speaking, she smiled and pushed the newspaper to Li Er.

"Oh, I heard that they have been tossing for a few days, well, I want to see, this Liu Yuan, what is going to be done." Li Er said as he picked up the newspaper and read it, but he didn't expect that the first thing he saw was that he was a soldier on the battlefield, and he was talking about his poor nephew.

Li Er read this article in one breath, and then said with a sigh: "This is good, I wrote out the military power and spirit of the Tang Dynasty, I only now know that Chong'er is so heroic, alas, this child, Fu Bo, it's okay, write these stories, but also make people nostalgic, feel the difficulty of the soldiers, those Wenchen, always say that I am too kind to the generals, let them see." ”

"Your Majesty, when the concubine first saw where she was, she was also very worried, but seeing him fighting like this in Tubo, I was also relieved." Empress Eldest Sun said proudly: "He really deserves to be a good son of my eldest grandson's family." ”

The eldest grandson family, is the Xianbei Tuoba clan, the Northern Wei royal family branch, later changed to the eldest grandson, started with the military, but since the eldest grandson Wuji, it seems that the literary is long and the martial is short, the eldest grandson family seems to abandon the martial arts and follow the literature, and there has been no good general over the years.

Li Er said thoughtfully: "It seems that Chong'er's coffin is still on the way back to the capital, and it seems that this matter has to be operated to make Chong'er go glorious." ”

Empress Changsun didn't say anything, Li Er continued to read it, and read the entire Chang'an newspaper in one go.

"It's not bad, there are a lot to see, I didn't expect that Liu Yuan, there are so many ghost ideas, well, this makes him think of it, it's hateful that the story is so wonderful, he stopped writing at the key point, it's really appetizing, damn, I really want to arrest the person who wrote this story, let him finish writing and then let him go, hum."

"Your Majesty" Empress Changsun said with a smile: "You can't catch that person." ”

"Can't catch it? My country, there are still people who can't catch it? ”

"Then if Liu Yuan doesn't have a lot of ghost ideas, can he make up such a good ghost story? As far as the concubine knows, this story was dictated by Liu Yuan and ghostwritten, this story is from the hands of our daughter Changle, what, your majesty, do you want to arrest her? Concubines don't follow. ”

Li Erleng paused for a moment, and then smiled helplessly, but this is okay, after the death of the eldest grandson of Zhilu Dao, her daughter Li Lizhi was very silent and depressed for a while, and Li Er's wife was still afraid that something would happen to her, but now it's good to see that her daughter is busy with the newspaper, and the whole person is also active, and it seems that she has stepped out of the shadow of her fiancé's death, so it's okay.

"Guanyin, you follow the quality and say, if there is a new newspaper published in the future, you will send a copy to the palace." Li Er said with a serious face.

Empress Eldest Sun said thoughtfully: "This is natural, even if the emperor doesn't say it, the concubines will do the same, it's so good-looking, the concubines of A Chinese Ghost Story plan to chase after it all the time." ”

Li Er smiled, for him, these stories were just a spice, when he read the newspaper just now, he was very engaged, and his emotions and thoughts were also affected, he didn't feel anything at the time, but now he thinks about it. Faintly a little inappropriate, he faintly realized that as long as he managed it, it was easy to grasp the theory, and he had to guard against it.

He can see that it is much farther than the eldest grandson queen.

Zhao Guogong's Mansion, the eldest grandson Wuji, who was sitting in the lobby and reading the entire newspaper, suddenly shouted: "Uncle Tong"

"Master, the old slave is here"

The eldest grandson Wuji raised the newspaper in his hand and said, "Go, buy a few more copies of this Chang'an newspaper and show it to the sons and daughters of the clan." ”

"Yes. Master. ”

The eldest grandson Atong is an old loyal slave-like figure, who has always obeyed his master's words, and without saying a word, he personally took someone to buy the newspaper.

At this time, the city gate of Chang'an. Na Wuhou was enthusiastically selling the newspaper in his hand.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers. This son. Want a newspaper? On Suzaku Street, a martial artist asked a scholar.

"Oh, how much does it cost?"

"It's not expensive, it only costs ten yuan."

"No, a few pages will cost ten yuan, you can really open your mouth." The gentleman made a gesture to leave.

That Wu Hou's eloquence is very good. Hurriedly said: "There are a lot of things to see here, all kinds of strange things are said about the strange people and wonders in the world, the story of the bloody soldiers on the battlefield, and the words are about the skills of composition, hey." Don't go, there is also a famous teacher's explanation here, the explanation of the great Confucian Yao Silian, and "

"What? Yao Silian? The old man actually held the pen, "The word is about to leave, but as soon as he heard Yao Silian's three words, he immediately turned around and came back, and said excitedly.

This is his idol, and although I can't listen to his teachings in person, it is also a very rare thing to be able to see his lectures and articles written by him himself.

"Yes, Childe, do you want it? It only takes ten wen. ”

"Vulgar, really vulgar, the articles and teachings of Confucianism, how can those vulgar things be compared? This silver bean reward for you, don't look for it. "It's hard to buy a good heart, and the scholar who said it was expensive just now threw down a silver bean weighing about half a penny, and left happily with a copy of the Chang'an newspaper, leaving the happy and smiling Wu Hou.

The silver beans weigh half a penny, worth fifty wen, and after deducting the eight wen that need to be handed over, you can get forty-two wen into your own pocket, and after carefully putting the silver beans, Wu Hou is satisfied and continues to sell newspapers.

"This official, in his hand is a newly bought lottery ticket, or, buy a newspaper, which has the method introduced by the person who won the first prize last time, do you want to take a look, maybe you can also get the trick, a request, not expensive, that is, ten cents."

"Okay, I want it."

"This official wants to buy books? Just right, buy a newspaper, as long as you cut out the emblem of the Jinghua study, you can get a 10% discount, which is equivalent to giving it away for free, and it may be upside down, what, you want two copies, it's really shrewd, good, you take it. ”

"General Changsun is mighty, killing the corpses of slaves all over the field, selling newspapers, selling newspapers, the most bloody stories, only ten copies of it."

Can be in Chang'an as a martial artist, all of them are people who observe the face and look at the color, a newspaper they say that the sky is blooming, the ground is falling, you can always find a selling point to impress you, ten cents in the high-consumption Chang'an is not money at all, there are many scholars and doctors, businessmen are rich, there is little entertainment in ancient times, listen to the story of Dr. Tea, you have to invest a few copper coins, only hard work, there will always be a market and guests.

"Ha Luha, kill well, kill well, Datang's army is really good." A customer in the noodle restaurant was eating noodle soup while reading the newspaper, and suddenly screamed, which attracted everyone's attention.

At the pavilion on the side of the road, a scholar was a little dissatisfied and said, "Brother Chen, it's only ten cents, as for it?" You and I sit so close, others still think that the little brother has an addiction to broken sleeves, so you can buy a copy too. ”

In the restaurant, a well-dressed old man clasped hands with two diners next to him and saluted: "Please forgive the little old man for being abrupt, listen to the discussion between the two, it is Ning Caichen, it is Nie Xiaoqian, and what is the old demon of Montenegro, it sounds interesting, I don't know what the two of you are talking about, what is the story, can you reveal one or two?" ”

"This old man is good, this story is called A Chinese Ghost Story, it was just published in Chang'an Daily today, if the old man is interested, go to the street and spend ten yuan to buy a copy, you can see it at a glance."

"Okay, okay, thank you and tell me, and the little old man will send someone to buy it immediately." (To be continued......)

PS: I'm a little emotional today, I'll go outside after a chapter, and when I come back, I'm so moved, I won't say anything, and if I don't have enough 10,000 words today, the artillery won't take a bath and sleep.