"Master, master, something serious has happened. Many, many people have come from outside and have surrounded our county government office -"

Here comes the pair again!

Gao Ting's vision went dark, and he almost fainted on the spot from the frustration.

This county magistrate is really helpless——

People were almost crying.

While listening to the young man's introduction, he hurriedly put on his official uniform under the service of his maid. Then, he forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, cursed in his heart, and went out to appease the people.

The saliva was sprayed out, and the lips were almost bald.

It was easy to say or bad to say, but it was not until he patted his chest and swore that he would severely punish the murderer that he was persuaded to leave.

I ride a horse——

Gao Ting was so angry that he almost wanted to curse.

He stood there with his arms crossed and panted for a long time, then he wiped the sweat from his head with lingering fear.

After he regained his composure, he immediately summoned the county lieutenant and police officers, yelled and cursed, and then sent everyone out.

If you can't catch the murderer within three days, I will spread your butts!

County lieutenant and police officer:...

Yesterday, I had a busy day during the day, stayed up half the night, and today is like this again. Is it possible to survive this small day?

Turn over the table!

Seeing several of his subordinates walking away dejectedly, Gao Ting felt a little better.

I was wondering in my mind whether I might be in trouble with evil spirits this year. Should I listen to my wife's advice and go to a temple or Taoist temple to burn some sticks of incense to get rid of the bad luck?

…

The crowd dispersed in confusion.

Prince An was still content and retreated with the crowd.

Ah, although there are no mobile phones or Internet in Datang, it is quite fun to see the excitement——

Unfortunately, there are not many opportunities like this, which is a bit of a pity.

It would be great if there was something lively to see every day.

I saw a candy seller on the roadside, so I bought one for the little Taoist nun who was following behind me. The little Taoist nun was so happy that she hugged and licked it contentedly, and her eyes looked much friendlier when she looked at Wang Zi'an.

Not far away, I saw someone like a hawker, selling newspapers everywhere.

"Newspapers are sold, newspapers are sold, The Scholars' Elegant Interests, Scholars' New Talks, the latest masterpieces compiled by Mr. Wang Gui and other more than a dozen Hongxue scholars..."

Is there any new news?

This is the time to choose!

Some people with keen minds immediately felt something strange, but kept their composure and bought a copy to see for themselves. Most people didn't think about it at all and just wanted us to get up and eat in the morning. They found that the restaurant they often went to was closed, and the restaurant opposite

If you happen to open one, you won't even think about whether someone is engaging in malicious competition. In fact, even if you think about it, you won't bother to care.

As long as there is food to eat, it doesn’t matter who sells it.

Many people immediately paid for it and bought a copy excitedly.

Then, many people took it over, simply turned it over, and then threw it away.

There isn't even "The Heroes of Sui and Tang Dynasties", you call this a newspaper?

Bad review!

Of course, these are all peddlers and common people who are rushing to read novels. Those scholars wearing long gowns are relatively better off.

Although it is not as spicy and interesting as Datang Evening News, many articles are quite worthwhile.

"This kind of newspaper, with its elegant diction and profound knowledge, is the newspaper for us scholars. Comparing it to the Tang Dynasty Evening News, it is just scum and vulgarity——"

Wang Zi’an:……

Boss, did you go to the wrong set?

There are all the die-hard fans of Datang Evening News around here. If you say that, won’t you get beaten?

However, what shocked him was that as soon as this statement came out, it was recognized by many scholars. But the people around him seemed as if they didn't hear it, and they talked excitedly about the excitement just now.

"Oh, it turns out the county master isn't that scary..."

"No, no, you were bowing to me just now..."

"Me too, me too..."

Wang Zi’an:……

Where are the true fans you promised?

That's it?

I saw many scholars holding newspapers and pointing, and occasionally included a few comparisons between Shilin News and Datang Evening News. Wang Zi'an originally thought that although their method of stealing his own woodblock technology was despicable, but

It would be nice to have one more newspaper to read in the future. But at this moment, I suddenly felt bad and took out a penny and threw it to the little Taoist nun who was following me.

"Excuse me, Miss Susu, go over and buy a copy for me to take a look at -"

"You don't know how to buy it yourself? You don't have any hands or feet -"

The little Taoist nun didn't pay attention to him, she just hugged her sweetheart and licked it happily. She didn't buy it from him at all, but she kept the money in her pocket.

Yo ho——

Have you learned the spirit of resistance?

Wang Zi'an raised a finger without hesitation.

"One serving of squid..."

Then I saw the little Taoist nun's eyes lit up, her chest proudly puffed out, she snorted, turned around, and went to buy a newspaper.

During this period of time together, he had already become quite familiar with this little Taoist nun.

There is no contradiction that one delicious meal cannot solve. If there is, then two.

After buying the newspaper, Wang Zi'an briefly looked through it. The various settings and layout arrangements were obviously based on the Datang Evening News.

However, they combined important government news and sharp news reviews into a page called Confucianism. Other pages were replaced by poems, articles, and classics, but in the end, serialized novels and gossipy news were retained.

Confucian scholars say that this is what it is.

"Rubbish--"

Poems, articles, knowledge and classic meanings are all the same.

"Rubbish--"

The serialization of novels is still the same thing!

"Rubbish--"

Is this written for personal viewing?

He turned a page and cursed, but after flipping through it for a long time, he couldn't understand any of it. He suddenly felt angry and resentful.

Snapped!

Turn to the last page——

This is a category similar to gossip set up by Datang Evening News, but it is called "folk customs" in a more elegant way.

The Book of Songs is an ode to elegance. This is to show off oneself. I understand this——

But take a look at the article.

Immediately he became angry.

Why, being able to write classical Chinese is amazing!

It’s okay if you don’t want people to read the previous ones. It’s too much for you to write a piece of tidbits like this...

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Garbage!"

Wang Zi'an couldn't help but curse angrily.

Who runs this newspaper?

Wang Gui, right?

"You are really unworthy of a man——"

Wang Zi'an snapped a stack of newspapers and threw them directly to the little Taoist nun Su Fei'er.

"Here, here you go, watch and play -"

The little Taoist nun rolled her eyes playfully, but still reached out and took it.

Wang Zi'an didn't care about him and just walked ahead with his hands behind his back, thinking in his mind, maybe he should quickly put together a model play from his previous life and put it directly in Lu Deming's opera house, or simply perform it by himself.
To be continued...