All of a sudden, the crowd in the Taiji Hall was furious, and it looked like Li Chengqian was going to punish him if he didn't give a reasonable explanation.

"Presumptuous!"

Suddenly, a clear shout like a sword sounded from Li Chengqian's mouth, hovering in the entire Taiji Hall.

Li Chengqian took one step further, and a compelling power fell, which made the entire court quiet.

This was naturally the reason why he used his true qi and a little sword intent.

Of course, the amount used is not much, about the fourth grade.

But it's surprising enough.

Chen Pingping didn't say anything slightly, and Lin Ruofu was also a little moved.

Even Emperor Qing couldn't help but move his eyes and straightened his body slightly.

When there is such an existence as a great grandmaster in the world, as the prince of a country, in addition to literary talent, he will naturally dabble in martial arts.

It's just that the talent is average, and the interest is not great, so there is no movement when he barely cultivates to the third-grade martial artist.

Emperor Qing also knew this, and now Li Chengqian suddenly showed the cultivation of the four grades, although he was a little surprised, but it was not that he couldn't accept it.

What caught his eye was mainly Li Chengqian's subtle control of true qi that he showed under this simple drink.

At the moment, he didn't care so much about the dispute over Xinbao.

Li Chengqian worked hard this time, not only did a great thing that moved the entire court, but also made progress in martial arts.

Such a prince doesn't seem to need him to be deliberately sharpened.

For a while, some of the thoughts that had appeared in my mind also faded a lot quietly.

The second prince Li Chengze, who was standing behind Li Chengqian, had a slightly gloomy face.

The better the crown prince, the slimmer his chances.

But the desire in his heart has already been hooked up by Emperor Qing, so he gave up, how can he be willing?

And at this moment, after Li Chengqian suppressed the courtiers, he had already opened his mouth and reprimanded: "This is the Taiji Palace, do you want to rebel?" Can the princes of the Manchu Dynasty still have the slightest decency at all? ”

His face was cold, his eyes were as cold as a sword, his sharpness was amazing, his gaze swept over, and all the courtiers who were still shouting avoided their gaze and lowered their heads.

After a while, Lin Ruofu saw that the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty were unusable, and the six Shangshu pretended to be dead, Chen Pingping hung high, closed his eyes and recuperated, and Emperor Qing was also silent, so he had to stand up to the pressure.

He first saluted Emperor Qing, and then saluted Li Chengqian, and then said: "What the prince reprimanded is that the courtiers have indeed lost their square inches, but the matter of Xinbao is serious, and the prince should have a reasonable explanation." ”

Li Chengqian glanced at Lin Ruofu and ignored him, but turned around, saluted Emperor Qing, and said clearly: "Your Majesty, it is really a last resort for your sons to sell newspapers.

The lord was right, the inner treasury is where the country's financial power lies, and not a single penny is hard to come by.

Naturally, the ministers also knew the weight of the financial power of the inner treasury, which was closely related to the national system.

Therefore, after taking the money and silver from the inner treasury, he could not sleep and eat every day, and always thought about how to fill in the lack of this amount of silver.

The reason why the new newspaper was split into the Times and the Literary Newspaper is precisely because of this.

The newspaper has not made a profit so far, but has spent more than one day at a time.

I'm afraid it won't last long.

So Erchen thought that it would be better to sell the new newspaper and exchange some money to fill in the gap in the inner treasury.

As for the pages of the new newspaper, which are closely related to politics and people's livelihood, the ministers did not dare to act rashly, and after thinking about it, they had to split it into two and split it into the Times and the Literary Newspaper.

The Times is not easy to move, but the newspapers are just some folk novels, the literati gossip, but just a pastime, the sons think that they have nothing to do with national affairs, after selling them, not only can they maintain the printing of the Times, but also can make up for the silver money dismantled from the inner treasury, isn't everyone happy?

Presumably, Neku should have received the full amount of money by now. ”

As soon as these words came out, all the officials in the hall were full of wonderful faces, and they were full of desire to complain.

Everyone is happy, I'm afraid only you are happy.

It turned out that the prince was ready to kick Neku out of the game.

It's a good plank road to be dark, it's really ruthless.

At this time, Li Chengqian seemed to remember something, and continued: "By the way, although the newspaper is not as important as the Times, but now it has a lot of influence, so naturally it can't be sold casually, so after thinking about it, Erchen sold the newspaper to the son of Lord Sinan Bofan. As if he was afraid that someone would not believe him, he added another sentence and said, "I have already signed a contract." ”

Hearing this, the expressions of the hundred officials in the hall became more and more exciting.

Especially Fan Jian, the household servant who had been staying out of the matter, the expression of the old god froze in place for a moment.

Fan Sizhe?

Did he have any auditory hallucinations?

Newspapers sold to him? Where did he get the money? Why is he?

And in an instant, he also felt the gaze coming from all directions.

Yes, it was his son, and if it was at his behest, with his family assets, wouldn't everything have a reasonable explanation?

Fan Jian was secretly bitter in his heart, and sure enough, when he learned that his rebel son had entered the Zhaoxian Pavilion for one or two silvers, he should have broken his legs.

The prince's money, even if it is one or two pieces of silver, is very hot.

Now that the prince's contract is in hand, he is simply at a loss for words.

On the dragon chair, Emperor Qing looked at Fan Jian with a silent expression, as if he was indifferent to all this.

But they are playmates from childhood to adulthood, so they can naturally see Fan Jian's shock and torment at the moment from some details.

Obviously, he didn't know about it beforehand.

Hehe, this old thing actually caught the way of Chengqian.

It's really funny.

The corners of his lips curled silently, and his heart was inexplicably a little happy.

At this moment, there is silence in the court, one by one you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to say.

Wenbao is indeed not involved in political affairs, and it is impossible to use this reason to open his mouth, and he could have thought about it from the aspect of the inner treasury's investment, but the newspaper has been sold and the money has been repaid.

What else can I say?

Moreover, after the separation of the Times and the Wenbao, the Wenbao is actually more similar to dismantling those folk novels and selling them, and the folk attribute is very strong.

If you really want to fight the idea of newspapers, you have set a precedent, and the booksellers in the world are afraid that they will not be able to sit still.

But although the prince handed over the Times, without the blessing of the newspaper, the Times was like chicken ribs, and it was a pity to discard it if it was tasteless.

It's just a vigorous dispute, and no one will be willing to end it in such an anticlimactic way.

Lin Ruofu has not spoken so far, and the second prince Li Chengze has not given any instructions to the forces under his command, which is also due to this unwillingness.

However, just when the courtiers fell silent, Li Chengqian stood up again, met the majestic gaze of Emperor Qing, and said calmly: "Erchen, there is a music!" ”