Since the day before the fight, he reported to the Fushun government that there were bullies entrenched in the west of the city, spreading plague and harming innocents, and Young Master Ximen Ai has been very busy in the past two days. Through a lot of inquiry, exploration, and pursuit, he mastered a lot of first-hand information, and wrote a 'Record of Zhou's Evil Deeds', which listed several major sins of Zhou's evil thieves Qingfeng.

Colluding with traitors, committing lawlessness, and oppressing the people are also guilty of one crime.

Slaughtering officials, framing goodness, and plotting to rob family property are also two crimes.

Spreading rumors and spreading plagues has brought countless disasters to the people, and its three sins are also three.

Gathering displaced people, forcibly occupying land, and plotting against each other are also four crimes.

With these four crimes, the Zhou family has the heart of rebellion, and the nine clans should be punished!

enumerated a number of facts, and also pulled a lot of speculative evidence by the way, after writing an article, Young Master Ximen Ai was already proud. Thinking of the sullenness his grandfather suffered on the day of his funeral, he felt that he must expose the painting skin of the Zhou thief, and let Wang Kunpeng's kid end up being beheaded.

"In this Ming world, how can a bunch of mud legs be so public?" After the article was written, Master Ximen Ai blew the paper, feeling that it was not enough to write on his own. His original intention was to see that Zhou Qingfeng's funeral was too majestic, and he felt unhappy that he wanted to make trouble, so he decided at this moment that he still had to find a few more classmates and friends to read the book together, so as to make this matter an iron case.

The scholars of the Ming Dynasty were a very special group, even if they did not have any fame, but the imperial court still treated them quite preferentially. Their individual words are not terrible, if they gather together, they can do a lot of things, and the local prefects and county governors are very headaches - because this group is the foundation of the country, they can't fight, can't scold, and have to coax.

In the Ming Dynasty, there were often dozens of hundreds of scholars who made trouble, causing the magistrate to lose his official position and resign. Simon Ai had heard of such a situation, and wanted to replicate it in his heart—if this was successful, he would be led by a handsome man who had cut off the local evils, and his reputation would surely rise and be admired by all people. If you can get fame again in the future, it is not a problem to enter the cabinet to worship the prime minister.

In ancient times, fame was useful.

Thinking about it, Master Ximen Ai went to find his classmates and friends. The circle of literati in Fushun is very narrow, and the people he is looking for are also in the city. Although the epidemic is still prevalent now, since Zhou Qingfeng began to sell medicine, the good curative effect has greatly reduced everyone's fear of typhoid fever, and large families have begun to live normally again.

But the matter of pulling people to sign and report together was not smooth, and Young Master Ximen even looked for a few friends, but he didn't even see anyone. Everyone said that they studied hard in the cold window and had no time to meet friends.

Bitter reading ghost!

Ximen Ai still doesn't know what his fox friends are? One by one, they are wine-colored people who fly eagles and walk dogs. Studied? That's not possible in a lifetime. Maybe it's chasing the naked maid in the burning conservatory.

Standing on the street, Young Master Ximen hesitated for a moment. He went to Ye Jiawen's store again, wanting to find the Ye shopkeeper for a detailed reference. The Ye family has a lot of influence in Liaodong, and there are many officials and businessmen in the family. The shopkeeper Ye is also a literati, and if he can persuade him to make a joint statement, he will definitely be able to receive miraculous results.

"Ye shopkeeper, Ye shopkeeper." Young Master Ximen shouted loudly when he entered Ye Jiawen's shop, but when he saw the person clearly, he was stunned - the shopkeeper Ye was meeting customers in the store, talking and laughing happily. One of them was talking to the shopkeeper Ye with his back to him, but he could recognize him just by looking at his back.

The person with his back was holding a piece of engraving in his hand and looked at it, and said: "Shopkeeper Ye, why don't the masters of your printing workshop use movable type printing, isn't this engraving printing more time-consuming?" ”

Regarding this question, Shopkeeper Ye was surprised and exclaimed: "Young Master Zhou is really knowledgeable, and he actually knows that there is a difference between movable type and engraving in this printing workshop. However, while movable type is good, it is not very practical. For example, movable type cannot save the printing plate, nor can it be composed of drawings, and it is troublesome to preserve and create trouble, so it is not as easy to use as engraving. ”

"Oh......." The 'Young Master Zhou' who asked the question obviously didn't understand, but he didn't plan to question too much in the professional field those engraving masters who had been doing it for decades. He put down the engraving, and the shopkeeper Ye had time to greet the young master Ximen who had just broken in.

Shopkeeper Ye stood up from his seat and shouted to Simon: "Brother Simon, come quickly, come quickly." I would like to introduce you to this Young Master Zhou. He is a young talent, erudite and knowledgeable, and what is even more enviable is that he also has cultivation, the way of magic, and it is ever-changing. ”

Facing away from this person is naturally Zhou Qingfeng, the book printer he asked for came from Shenyang, and the two sides are talking. And as soon as he glanced back at Simon Ai, he only replied faintly—oh.......

How dare you? Ignore me so much!

Ximen Ai had seen Zhou Qingfeng, and he didn't expect that the person he was planning to kill would sit in front of him and not care about him. In his mind, the Zhou thief should be sincerely frightened, kneeling down and begging him. Even if you don't plead, you have to be very polite.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't pay attention to Ximen Ai, and he had no intention of associating with the Fushun literati, so he just said politely 'oh', and he didn't even mean to stand up.

Shopkeeper Ye quickly noticed the estrangement between the two, he was receiving Zhou Qingfeng, but he didn't snub Ximen Ai, so he said: "Brother Ximen is in a hurry? You see I'm entertaining guests, or I'll find another time...... ”

In the face of Zhou Qingfeng's coldness, Ximen Ai's self-esteem suddenly exploded. He took out the document he had written, spread it out and handed it to Shopkeeper Ye and said, "I have an article and want to ask Shopkeeper Ye to correct it." Shopkeeper Ye has always upheld justice, and he hopes to write to Master Li with me to eliminate adultery for Fushun. ”

Shopkeeper Ye suddenly felt that the situation was not good, and even Zhou Qingfeng, who was sitting and drinking tea, felt a little harsh. And the shopkeeper Ye only glanced at the article handed over, and immediately pushed it into Ximen's arms, and said: "Ximen Dashao, I'm busy here, I'll come back another day to read the masterpiece, please go back first." ”

This situation surprised Ximen Ai, in his opinion, he had known the shopkeeper Ye for many years, and the Ye family had an excellent reputation in Liaodong, so he should not protect the traitor anyway, but pushed himself outward. He ignored Shopkeeper Ye's constantly flashing eyes and his face that made him go quickly, but instead stood still and said, "Shopkeeper Ye, do you want to be in the company of evil spirits?" ”

That's too conspicuous.

The two pushed and shoved, stalemate. Instead, Zhou Qingfeng put down the teacup in his hand, beckoned and grabbed it: "What article?" I'll take a look. ”

Zhou Qingfeng was silent, and his age was not very old, so it was easy for people to forget that he was still a monk. But when his spiritual power was released, his consciousness turned into power and took the paper in Ximenai's hand, and the shopkeeper Ye and Ximenai were stunned - this article can't be shown to this kid now.

Ximen Dashao wanted to use Master Fushun's knife to cut off Zhou Qingfeng's head. Although he pushed and shoved with Shopkeeper Ye, he felt that Zhou Qingfeng couldn't see through him, and even had a refreshing feeling of stabbing him in the back in front of the victim. But he is not stupid, he knows that he does not have the ability to face Zhou Qingfeng directly.

The piece of paper became wrinkled as it was pushed, and after Zhou Qingfeng slowly spread it out, his eyes became extremely sharp after a while, his face was frosty, and a wave of anger erupted. But after a while, his forehead suddenly sweated, fine and dense, his eyes swept quickly, and it was obvious that the words on the paper made him feel frightened and angry, and became extremely anxious.

The article is not long, more than a thousand words.

In just a few minutes, Zhou Qingfeng was sweating through his clothes and sweating profusely. After reading it, he took several deep breaths before he calmed down again, and after flicking the page, he said: "Well written, well written, this crime is neatly listed, like a slap in the face, which is thought-provoking." ”

Zhou Qingfeng turned around again, only to see that Ximen Ai on the opposite side was also stunned. Shopkeeper Ye suddenly let go of the 'brave and fearless' Ximen Da Shao, and turned to appease Zhou Qingfeng and said: "Zhou Shao, this is a misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding." ”

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, and with a light scrape of his fingers on his forehead, large drops of sweat fell down. He laughed and said, "Recently, things have been going too smoothly, and no one has scolded me." Today, I suddenly saw such a scolding article, and my heart was much more relaxed - I have been thinking that I can't satisfy everyone, so dissatisfied people are hiding there, what are they doing? ”

While speaking, Zhou Qingfeng had already walked to Ximen Ai's side. He looked up at the other party and asked, "Is this the son of Simon?" Well, you scolded very well, and the charges were well listed. I'm a little groggy today, but now I'm a lot more energetic.

Scolding well, scolding well, my heart is steady. ”

Zhou Qingfeng approached, and Ximen Ai took two steps back. He leaned against the counter of the literary store, and shouted with a stalk around his neck: "What do you want to do under this bright world?" I am a person who was born in Fushun and was supported by the court. ”

"What I'm going to do, you'll find out soon. But what are you going to do, I advise you as soon as possible. Zhou Qingfeng threw the scolding article lightly and sent it back to Ximen Dashao. You reminded me that this Fushun and this Ming still have a force that cannot be underestimated, not to be underestimated. But if you want to sue, just go ahead and sue, don't delay it too long. ”

As soon as the scolding was lost, Zhou Qingfeng smiled at Shopkeeper Ye again: "What was just discussed, Shopkeeper Ye will do it, and I will immediately order someone to send Yin Liang and samples over." The deal was settled. The 50,000 pieces of yellow list paper sent by the shopkeeper Ye, I immediately ordered someone to transport it. I will ask for more in the future, although the shopkeeper transfers the goods, I don't have to worry about losing money. ”

After Zhou Qingfeng finished speaking, he walked away, and the shopkeeper Ye immediately began to complain about Ximen: "Ximen Dashao, why are you suffering?" ”

"Punish the evil and promote the good, am I doing wrong?" Simon still stiffened his neck and insisted: "I feel that this kid is not a good person, and this winter's epidemic must have something to do with him." And several of his charges are substantiated, so I don't believe that the Ming government can't clean him up. I know that the shopkeeper Ye has been in a gang with this thief, and this 'Tao is not the same', so I said goodbye. ”

With a cold snort, Ximen Dashao turned around and left. He came out angrily, still thinking in his heart: "I don't believe that I can't bring down this kid, I still have a way." ”