Qingrong didn't know what he wanted to promise, so he naturally didn't want to respond to his words.

Yuan Heng sighed slightly and said, "It's not difficult, I just don't want you to get too deep with the Lord of Huatang County." Don't let anyone else know that you're in charge, it's as simple as that. ”

The request he made was obviously not in line with Qingrong's character. Qingrong was a little embarrassed, and said embarrassedly: "I, I'll try my best." ”

Yuan Heng was a little disappointed, but he didn't say anything more. The first head-on conflict between the two was hastily resolved with Yuan Heng's regression.

In the blink of an eye, the weather is gradually getting cooler.

The Daliang Monthly Newspaper was published on September 15, and the newspaper had only one page, printed on both sides of the page. The front side talks about the Hangzhou corruption case of donating grain, and the back side talks about the details of Du Ruoyun's favorite concubine and killing his wife. The lord of Huatang dictated that Qingrong wrote and created according to the plot of the house fight he saw in his previous life. At the strong request of the lord of Huatang, the names of the parties were not hidden.

Mrs. Fengguo sent a copy to the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother watched it with relish, and finished reading this piece very quickly, and after seeing the four words written on the back, she still asked Mrs. Fengguo to provide the follow-up plot. The follow-up plot Qingrong has not yet been written, and Mrs. Fengguo has to dictate some of what she hears on weekdays to give the Queen Mother a good time.

Once the monthly report was launched, it was sold out in just three days. After all, the books on the market, even if they are scripts, are not as interesting and beautiful as real people and real things. In the next half month, the bookstore worked overtime to rush to print, and a newspaper was sold for a month.

Qingrong saw the power of the virus spread of modern online texts in Daliang, and felt that there was a lot to be done. Although the lord of Huatang has no need to make money and lose money, just to breathe such a breath, but because of the Liang monthly report, she does not have to be idle in the house every day, and her spirit and soul have sustenance.

Because of the best-selling of the Liang monthly newspaper and the popular science effect of the Du Ruoyun incident. Jingzhong no longer spoke to Du Ruoyun, a dead scumbag, and public opinion turned one-sidedly to support the lord of Huatang and praised my lord's wisdom. Qingrong is precisely to shoot the emperor's fart and bring this wave of rhythm. Now because of the hurricane phenomenon set off by the Liang Monthly, the imperial historian is singing praises for the emperor, and the long live Lord is more and more happy. An immediate decree was issued to reward Mrs. Fengguo. Then, the person who helped Du Ruoyun speak in the middle of the court also closed his mouth without being able to eat and hang.

Du Ruoyun's family, who were waiting for the verdict in prison, were sentenced by the three divisions to be beheaded after the autumn, and dozens of officials from Yangzhou were sentenced to beheading. Shen Lingrong's maternal uncle was temporarily appointed as the governor of Liangjiang by the emperor by Lord Zhao and went to Suzhou. He went down from the capital to the local government to serve as a feudal official, and if he returned to Beijing, he would be able to enter the cabinet just around the corner. The Zhao family, along with Aunt Zhao and Shen Lingrong, are all honored, and the Shen family is rising.

"It's just that her uncle was promoted, not her promoted. Without her villain's ambition, I can't wait to walk sideways! As soon as Runrong came back from the incense, as soon as he entered the room and saw Qingrong, his face was wrinkled.

Qingrong smiled and said, "The left and right are not in front of us, why, did you meet her?" ”

Runrong said indignantly: "Zhenzhen'er called a wrongdoer, and the road is narrow, and it just so happened that she also went to the temple to offer incense and touch it." also ridiculed us, saying that the boudoir in the Wei family was in trouble, so he escaped with his tail between his legs. Phew! I don't like to go to such a messy house as the Duke of Wei's mansion! Runrong paused, and asked Qingrong solemnly: "When are you going to expose Shen Lingrong?" ”

Qingrong smiled: "You don't have to worry, if she is proud, you can let her go proudly." She is now light, floating into the sky, and the higher she floats, the heavier she falls. You'll be relieved then! ”

While the sisters were talking, someone came in to report and said, "Second girl, the prince of the Song family is here, saying that he wants to see you." ”

Song Zhao?

Since Runrong came out of the Wei Mansion last time, he has had a lot of prejudices against the Song family, and when he heard that Song Zhao was coming, he couldn't help but say with great disdain: "What are you doing at our house with your delicate cousin when you are not at home?" ”

Qingrong also wondered, she thought that Song Zhao had nothing to do with each other. The little girl who delivered the letter was still waiting for Qingrong to answer. She stood up and said, "Please ask Song Shizi to go to the flower hall to speak." ”

Qingrong carefully pressed half of the manuscript he had written with a paperweight before going out to see Song Zhao.

Song Zhao was wearing a rain-soaked robe today, but he was very low-key. Seeing Qingrong, he immediately raised his eyebrows and smiled. He has this heartless smile all day long, although he is good-looking, but Qingrong has the urge to cover his head and beat him every time he sees it.

"What are you going to do?" Qingrong didn't mean to welcome at all.

Song Zhao said: "How can a host speak to a guest like this!" ”

"Mei Rui, serve tea to Song Shizi." Qingrong had impatient disgust on her face.

Song Zhao was still smiling, "Didn't I come to apologize to you!" ”

Qingrong saw that his intention was not so simple, glanced at him lightly, and asked sarcastically: "It's been almost three months before you remember?" ”

Song Zhao smiled awkwardly, in fact, he had nothing to beat around the bush about Qingrong, "Then you wrote the Liang Monthly Report." ”

Qingrong just wanted to ask him what he had to say, but when he remembered the agreement with Yuan Heng, he kept silent and denied it: "Where do I have that ability, it was written by the county lord of Huatang himself." ”

Song Zhao said: "The county lord of Huatang does not know how to write and ink, but the words and sentences are not something that the lord of Huatang can write." ”

Qingrong quibbled again: "That's probably written by the county lord of Huatang at the invitation of someone outside, right?" ”

Song Zhao shook his head and denied: "The words are bold and novel, but they are not something that can be written by a gentleman who is a crepe outside." ”

Qingrong refused to admit it, "The gentlemen outside may not be the only ones who care about these." ”

Song Zhao didn't press her anymore, only smiled brightly, and asked her: "After all, you can talk to the county lord of Huatang, if I want to write something in this newspaper, you can also help me." ”

Qingrong stared at Song Zhao in surprise, and asked in a daze, "What do you want to write on it?" ”

"You just said if you could help me." Song Zhao sold it first.

Qingrong stared at Song Zhao suspiciously, silently not speaking. Song Zhao was very uncomfortable stared at by her dark eyes, and after a moment of silence in the room, he finally couldn't hold it back, and said, "I just want to write about our third aunt and correct Heqiu's name." She arranges He Qiu with guns and sticks all day long, and I also hope that your monthly report can let everyone in the capital know that my cousin He Qiu is a strange woman. ”

Qingrong couldn't help but sigh, Song Zhao was really good to Guan Heqiu, so good that he was in his bones, and Guan Heqiu was the first everywhere. However, she didn't really want to help Song Zhao.

"Not to mention whether your third aunt is really mean or not, just talking about your relationship with your cousin is a bit ahead of its time. No matter how affectionate and touching the two of you are, you can't tolerate the world. ”

Song Zhao was obviously very dissatisfied with Qingrong's pertinent evaluation, and said with a resolute look in his eyes: "Even if everyone in this world is against it, I must stay with my cousin for the rest of my life." ”

Qingrong sneered and said mercilessly: "Just you? Can it be the turn of all the people in the world to oppose it? How idle these people are! ”

Song Zhao was originally full of emotion, and was ruthlessly laughed at by Qingrong, and his handsome face turned green in an instant.

"If you came to me today for this matter, you should go back and think about it, and discuss it with your cousin. Even if you don't care about your third aunt's reputation outside, you have to think about your cousin. If it is really spread in the future, it is impossible to say whether it is good or bad. You have taken a stand, but how can you throw your cousin into this unpredictable fire pit! "Qingrong said that the head is the Tao.

Song Zhao also felt reasonable, didn't say any more, and got up to leave.

Qingrong asked him with a smile, "Lord Shizi, are you really forty out of twenty this year?" ”

Seeing Qingrong questioning like this, Song Zhao smiled indifferently and said: "What do you know about a milky little girl, when you really meet someone who is single-minded and wants to stay with him, you will know that people have all become fools in love!" ”

Qing Rongda was disdainful and said: "I think if you really love, you should be more rational and restrained." Otherwise, a moth with only two black eyes will fight the fire, and his life will be gone, so how can he talk about his appearance? ”

Song Zhao was thoughtful, his eyes were gloomy and he looked at Qingrong for a long time before leaving without saying a word.

Since Song Zhao's visit, Qingrong found that Mrs. Fengguo's courtyard was particularly lively. Especially after the October and November issues of the Daliang Monthly were sold out, the social circle of the noblewomen in the capital seemed to have opened the door to Mrs. Fengguo's mansion in an instant. Some people came to the door to get close to Mrs. Fengguo and the lord of Huatang County, and some people posted a post to invite the lord of Huatang County to come to the house. The county lord of Huatang went symbolically a few times, and Qingrong and Runrong also occasionally accompanied him to participate.

These noble ladies actually have a lot of tactfully express their regret for what happened to the lord of Huatang, hoping that they can have more contacts in the future, and in addition, they are also people with stories.

Public opinion and the right to speak, it's really a good thing.

Seeing that the Liang monthly report has received an unimaginable fiery response, it is time for Qingrong and Runrong to hit Ling Rong's first hammer.

The December issue of Daliang Monthly added another edition, called Boudoir Gossip. The gossip in this boudoir concealed the real person's real name, and only wrote about Aunt Zhao's collaboration with the old lady of the Shen family and the big house to stir up Huang Qingrong's marriage, Ling Rong's husband, and murder.

Runrong looked very unpleasant, and asked Qingrong: "What do you do to help her hide her name?" Look at it this way, who knows that it was Shen Lingrong who did it! ”

Qingrong smiled slightly, this is taking advantage of the curiosity of the majority of women, but she and Runrong couldn't explain it clearly, so she only said: "This is said to be true, and it is now a matter in the backyard of the hot dignitaries and nobles in Beijing, the more you don't say it, the more people will have to guess." The relationship between the characters is written so clearly, who wouldn't have guessed it? Looking at the entire capital, how many high-ranking officials' sisters are aunts in other people's families? ”

When Runrong heard this, he was relieved, and said with a smile: "What will happen to Shen Lingrong?" ”

"Will it be like this?"