Unexpectedly, the Wudang faction became the first victim of the news media. ”

In prison, Zhou Huan was eating braised beef and drinking wine, while chatting with several escorts around him.

When a person goes to a place where he is not familiar with life, it does not mean that he has no friends, on the contrary, as long as he has the ability, all kinds of friends will accompany him.

"This matter is very strange, it seems that there is a mastermind behind the scenes, doesn't Brother Wang think it's too hot?"

The situation in Jingshi has changed abruptly in the past few days, Wang Huan has suddenly become a popular figure, and the streets and alleys are talking about the Wudang faction's embezzlement of property, and all kinds of rumors continue, as if the Wudang faction has suddenly become the finger of a thousand people.

"You're a lay disciple of the Wudang Sect, right?"

Zhou Huan looked at the Jianghu figure with a smile, and the jade-faced You Long Zhuo was extraordinary.

"Yes, but I don't hate Mr. Wang, I'm just curious why things are so big?"

"It's just the beginning, the Wudang faction has fallen into a trap from the beginning, but I don't know, Mr. Zhuo, let me ask you, what is the biggest credential of the civil official system?"

Zhou Huan is not surprised that the people of the Wudang faction can enter the prison, and now there is a lot of scolding for the Wudang faction outside, and the reputation of a hundred years may be ruined now, in case Zhou Huan dies in prison inexplicably, it will be a dog.

"Mr. Wang, please. ”

"The right to speak, civil officials or those literati, what they care about most is the right to speak, and the Beijing Times I run is digging their ancestral graves, and the pure real people said in the letter that the Wudang faction is in existence, I'm afraid you haven't put it in your heart, since I dug up the ancestral graves of the literati, they don't fight with us to lie.

You actually think that with a little money and a little connection, you can make the civil servants turn a blind eye to the Beijing Times? This is too naïve. ”

Zhou Huan has said these things before, but no one pays attention to them, or rather, the warriors in this world don't know what Zhou Huan represents when he runs a newspaper.

That's a struggle for the right to speak, and the appearance of newspapers is enough for the Wudang faction to have its own channels of public opinion - many of the protagonists in the time-traveling novels go to ancient times and offer punctuation marks to seek advancement, but in fact, it's not that the ancients didn't know the trouble of breaking sentences, but why do they do it?

That is, only literati have the right to interpret, and this right of interpretation has not been possible in history by many sages and leaders who want to implement a better way of breaking sentences!

This is just an ordinary sentence, it does not involve the fundamentals, and there is such a big resistance, so what about digging up the ancestral graves of the literati directly?

Vernacular literature, new thinking, communication channels, all of this, the warriors may not understand the mystery, but the elites in the literati understood the consequences of Zhou Huan's actions from the beginning!

It is comparable to the change brought by the great master Zhou Huan two hundred years ago, the warrior has the position of public opinion and the right to speak, so what is the use of being a civil official?

"Running a newspaper has been a war from the beginning, a war that is ubiquitous and at any cost, but it is a pity that the Wudang faction only regarded this matter as a business from the beginning, but they didn't know that the Wudang faction had dug up the ancestral graves of the literati, and I had read the letter from the pure real person to the Wudang faction, and he asked the general view to send someone to come to the town, and the recommended person was not Qingxu Zhenren, but Qinglian, but at that time, an old friend of Qinglian Zhenren suddenly had an accident at home, and decades of friendship made him unable to separate.

Then another suitable candidate also encountered something else, and finally let Qingxu Zhenren come to Jingshi, and on the way he met his friend Qian Shilang for many years.

Qian Shilang is an honest official, has an excellent reputation, and has a granddaughter who is married to a lay disciple of the Wudang faction.

Fun, isn't it?

Does it feel like there's a thread running through it?

Is there someone blowing the wind in Xuanwuguan, saying that the Wudang faction accounts for too little of the shares, my Wang Huan is too greedy, all the credit should be attributed to the Wudang faction, let me share the dividends, right?

Is there anyone who guarantees that this matter will not involve the Wudang faction and ensure the sales of the Beijing Times?"

Zhou Huan smiled very brightly on his face, knocked on the table with chopsticks and said, "Then, under the influence of various influences from top to bottom, the newcomer decided to give me a small lesson, anyway, there is a rich waiter to vouch for it, anyway, those people are just for money, no matter how big the matter is, there is nothing, right?"

The beads of sweat on the face of the jade-faced You Long Zhuo were dripping, and these pieces of information were only known to Zhou Huan when he asked him not long ago.

"I heard a story a long time ago, two killers were ready to meet for a duel three days later, after the two separated, one killer spent half an hour bathing and changing clothes, and went to ambush after a full meal, but he didn't expect that the other killer went directly to the duel point to ambush without any delay after separating from him, and then killed him with a knife.

After you dug up the ancestral graves of the civil service system, you still slowly wanted to cooperate with each other, naively thinking that you could make a lot of money by repairing the grave, and the civil service system would be good friends with you.

Hehe, you haven't figured out what the enemy's attitude is, what to fight them with? Do you think you're still playing at home?"

There were seven people at both ends of the round table, and the eyes of the martial arts people turned to a female official, her appearance was very quiet, Zhou Huan didn't say a word when she talked to everyone, like a pool of lake water, but when she raised her head at this time, she hid a trace of fierceness in the gentleness, and a flame ignited in the pool water.

"Mr. Wang, don't say it so bluntly, we have no enmity with the Wudang faction, but everyone is curious now, what is the newspaper and what kind of effect can it play?"

Su Qiaoer, a niece of Li Shangshu, was born in a scholarly family, and now she is a six-rank official in the Ministry of Rites.

"Actually, you don't have a good operation, pull a faction to fight a faction, take this opportunity to do better, Miss Su want to listen?"

Mr. Wang said. ”

"To put it simply, it is the dispute between the two veins of Buddhism and Taoism, the real influence of the nine major schools is nothing more than the sect of the two veins of Buddhism and Taoism, there are many interesting histories and stories in between, as long as the operation is good, when the monks and Taoists meet without playing the dog's brain, I will not be surnamed Wang. ”

"Amitabha. ”

A monk on the side pronounced a Buddha name.

"Mr. Wang, you're naughty again. ”

Su Qiaoer smiled softly, and returned to the appearance of the sensible and obedient girl, "It's fun to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but Mr. Wang, don't you think you will be in danger?"

"I'm not sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, I just want to find my sister, to be honest, if I find my sister at the beginning of my arrival in Jingshi, I will immediately go back to the countryside to farm and raise pigs, and I will never run to such a dangerous place and do such a messy thing. ”

At this moment, everyone present smiled, and no one thought that Zhou Huan had done all this to find his sister, or that he didn't take it seriously if he believed it.

"There is one more thing, I don't know if Mr. Wang knows?"

Su Qiaoer said to Zhou Huan.

"Although Mr. Wang is not a martial arts person, someone has already given Mr. Wang a nickname, which is very famous. ”

"What nickname?"

"Demon Master, some people think that Mr. Wang is a true disciple cultivated by the Demon Sect, and he is used to disturb the world and expose the characters of endless killing. ”

"Phew!"

Zhou Huan did not hesitate to give this nickname an evaluation, these readers are so poisonous, they are too poisonous!