Volume 1: Ancestral Mountain Burning Immortals-Altar of Prudence Chapter 136: The Road is one foot high

At night, the candle is lit up!

Yue Guanchao came to Song Siyuan's study alone, and as soon as she saw him coming alone, she knew that what she was going to say was not suitable for many people to listen to, so she closed the door with her back feet.

"Hey... You trust me so much that you even close the door of your room, so you are not afraid that I will insult you. ”

Yue Guanchao's innocent eyes widened and he smiled evilly.

"Just you?"

Song Siyuan shook her head and put her hands behind her back:

"Do you know why the Song Mansion is so big, there are only a few servants guarding it with Uncle Song, and the really powerful ones are always hiding in the dark."

She got up and stepped forward, looked up at Yue Guanchao's face:

"Your kung fu is good, but no matter how high your kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives, not to mention that I have a foreign gun that is more powerful than a kitchen knife here."

"As long as you dare to do it, I will howl my throat, and your sturdy body may immediately become a sieve."

After speaking, Song Siyuan turned around and sat behind the desk and knocked on the table: "Okay, don't fight with me here, hurry up and say something." ”

Yue Guanchao jumped into the chair with a forward flip:

"After the second cannon woke up, he said that the temple fair where he had an accident was hosted by Zheng Xianfeng, an old calf!"

"I've always wondered in my heart, who found out my second uncle's identity, they made such a big game, it shouldn't just be as simple as letting me take the golden sacrificial vessel back."

Song Siyuan listened carefully to Yue Guanchao's words, and immediately understood how tricky the current situation was:

"You're saying that this matter isn't over yet, and they still have a fallout?"

Yue Guanchao furrowed his brows and sighed:

"Well, and you can also see from your news that you are tired, and the people behind this scene are not small, and they can even handle the newspaper industry."

Song Siyuan pinched her chin, and her eyes gradually deepened:

"However, we are in the dark, we can't guard against it, and we don't even know when they will release the cold arrow, so we can't deal with it at all."

Yue Guanchao knocked on the table, and his eyes became mysterious:

"Then, we need to force this group of people to come to the stage, and we can't let them be disgusting behind their backs."

"What can you do?"

Song Siyuan saw the glint in his eyes, and at first glance, he already had an idea.

"You say, this bug can handle the newspaper industry, can it also control the market?"

Song Siyuan was reminded like this, the silver flower in her brain exploded, she rubbed her body, and her face became flushed with excitement:

"Yes, why didn't I think of it, I'm really smart but I was mistaken by cleverness, I've been doing news for a long time, and I want to publish an article in the newspaper when I think of publicizing it, in fact, the ancient people didn't need any newspaper articles to spread the news, just a few sour literati, it couldn't spread far, and it had to be the common people to add oil and vinegar."

"By word of mouth."

The eyes of the two people were excited, and they almost put their faces together, he felt a little embarrassed, and he was slightly positive:

"There are nine streams in the rivers and lakes, all kinds of people, these people who beg for a living, whether they spread rumors or news, that's all this~"

He gave a thumbs up, and the meaning couldn't be clearer.

"I know what you mean, but I don't know these people, and if you think about it, you should know this kind of people, right?"

Seeing that Song Siyuan's eyes were filled with hope, Yue Guanchao pretended to nod mysteriously:

"Willing to serve, I remember that my second uncle and I came to Fengtian to deliver leather, and the resting place is a teahouse, it is better to hit the luck tomorrow, maybe people are willing to accept our story!"

Song Siyuan nodded, she also agreed with Yue Guanchao's method:

"It's really feasible if you have a way, but everyone wants to eat ready-made, I have to take advantage of tonight to change Tang Dianrong's deeds into storytelling, and when I send it over, maybe people will save effort and be willing to perform immediately."

Yue Guanchao saw that she had made up her mind, looked at her with serious eyes, and pressed his hands on the table with his eyes like torches:

"Miss Song, you should also know the consequences of what your Uncle Yi said, although these people may not be able to control the people in the market, they may not be able to retaliate against us?"

"Are you sure you want to take this step? If you are afraid, don't be strong. ”

Song Siyuan lowered her head and thought for a moment, and her eyes became more and more determined:

"I'm afraid it's useful, like you said, they don't know what to plot, we have to lure the snake out of the hole."

"It's you? Your brother is already well, are you still willing to take risks? ”

"Don't be afraid!"

Yue Guanchao cut the nail out, whoever helped him, he naturally had to stick a knife in both ribs.

"And where are we going to find these people?"

Yue Guanchao pointed to the map of Fengtian City in Song Siyuan's study, and his finger stopped at the block called Bagua Elephant!

Song Siyuan muttered to herself: "Nanshi, Huaxingchang, Bagua Street!" ”

"Looks like we're going together again."

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