Chapter 180 The newspaper that swept Kyoto (seeking subscription)

The letter is indeed sent from Yongzhou. To be precise, it is at the junction of the two states.

After the caravan was attacked, the governor's team was in good condition.

In addition to seeing it, the information learned from the bandit leader of the mountain bandit.

"The gangsters of the states are rampant, and there are mysterious rivers and lakes forces to engage in ghosts behind them ... support and teach a gangster leader, some kind of secret technique that stimulates qi and blood ... thus looting and wealth ...

This mystery is a bit similar to the secret of Lao Lin, but it is not the same ... "

With a letter, Du Yuanchun was a little surprised.

He was just a headache. He didn't want to find clues on the northwest road of Qi Ping.

Unfortunately, there is only one talent in such talents.

In addition, it is a player who makes himself say nothing like Li Tong.

"No old forest ... it really is still them." Du Yuanchun held the letter paper into a ball, his face was ugly.

After the case of the emperor's tomb, he followed the imperial life and strengthened the investigation of the forces of this rivers and lakes. Now the other party's response is more like a "revenge".

No ... just revenge? Or really need money? Du Yuanchun is in contemplation.

The yard was quiet, Li Tong's javelin was average, and he had a while for a while. Seeing that the boss didn't speak, he frowned:

"Then I'll go?"

Du Yuanchun returned to his god, and said with irritability: "Go."

Li Tong turned his head.

Du Yuanchun sighed, and there was no way for this subordinates of "Xi Zi Zi Chao" and "upright temperament". At this time, I noticed that it was noon.

Get up, walk towards the meal in the gate, prepare for dining.

Si Shou has a special small stove, but occasionally, he will also enjoy it with the people.

When I walked to the dining room, he suddenly found that a large group of Jinyi surrounded together, discussed enthusiastically, and looked very excited.

Du Yuanchun was curious, walking approach, and coughing: "What gathers?"

Zhong Jinyi turned his head, was shocked, and was busy and neat: "I have seen the head of Division!"

Du Yuanchun nodded, rotated immediately, and noticed that the center of the crowd seemed to be a dense text on the table.

"What is this."

A hundred households are presented like a treasure:

"Adult, this item is" newspaper ", but this morning, the newly released goods in the hexagonal bookstore in the city.

The latest red building is printed on this newspaper. There are many fresh and interesting news, and the price is low, as long as a few texts.

It is said that this thing is the handwriting of Qi Queen's captain, I am waiting to talk about this. "

newspaper?

Du Yuanchun stunned for a moment, took over, and entered the eyes. It was the words "Kyoto Morning News". Under the bottom, it was a brief introduction to this thing, and the weekly sale time.

The front page is a opening word, which is sprinkled, it is actually a splendid article.

On the right ... is the content of the notice posted by the court, the summary is printed, and the name is "current political news".

On the left side, it is a hot -hearted talk about the recently discussions in the city. The clues are sorted out and written clearly. It is the so -called "Kyoto News".

Opening, the aims of the column one by one, with different contents, practical family tricks, new books recommendations for examinations, poetry publishing, literati comments ... and so on.

The third edition is the latest chapter of the red building, accounting for two or three thousand words.

"This thing ..." Du Yuanchun stunned and felt that it was fresh.

Nympho

Academy.

Gao Zhao, Qingping, college students concentrate on class.

Freckle girls are a well -behaved gesture, sitting on the futon, mixed in the middle of the same window, and the ears are the voice of Mr. Teaching, but not in the class.

Just quietly, looking at the orange cats that were lying down on the hillside, lying down, leaning and babies being exposed to the sun.

The cat's guarding white belly is open. The whole cat is really like a person, stretching, from time to time, there will be a noodle ...

So cute and cute ... Freckle girls have melted in a heart.

"Pap!" Bamboo whip, pumping the sound of the air, teach Mr. to glance at her:

"Entering Xuewei, you must be attentive and condensed, and you have harvested."

The girl shrank her neck and her head was trained.

Suddenly, Wang Jiaojiao led a group of students who were pulled to help. From the mountains, everyone was holding a bundle of "books".

Attracted everyone's attention.

"Well, do you buy a book again? Today is not the days when you buy it monthly." Yuan Zhou Dao.

"Unlike, where is such a" book "? It looks like a paper ... it's not good, is it a test, so many test papers ..." A student's face was white.

"Paled, how can it be full of words on it?

In the voice of discussion, Mr. Teaching, who was in the class, held a ruler and curiously: "What is this."

Wang Jiao stop, explain:

"It is the 'newspaper' subscribed by Mr. Liu from the hexagonal bookstore.

Qi Ping?

The students were surprised that not long ago, in the paper building, Mr. San changed the layout and introduced a series of fresh methods.

What label classification, book list recommendation, borrowing of rankings and the like, have caused heated discussions on students, and learned that it was Qi Ping's suggestion.

Anyway, it is something interesting. Immediately, a bold student, take a copy, read it, amazing:

"Interesting ... I have never seen it ... Brother Qi, my brother Qi."

"Well, here, how are Mr. Liu's article?" Suddenly, one person exclaimed.

Seeing the students, it was found that there was a large piece in the newspaper column, which was a "poem review".

The poem of "Bamboo and Stone House Gifts from the Curtain of the Teacher" from various aspects, and also mentioned it in particular, this poem "allusions" ...

As for the signature, it is really the word "Xi Curtain".

"Mr.'s face ..." A student didn't hold back, and whispered.

I thought, how can there be the truth of self -touting, it is also published, and it should be shameless.

Suddenly, the wind rises, the grass leaves fly, and the students exclaim.

I saw that in the wind, a literati gown appeared, and the curtain was holding a folding fan, a faint way:

"It is not advisable to study behind closed doors. The college students, when they know the world, Qi Ping invented this thing, extremely wonderful. From now on, each issue of newspapers and colleges must read."

After a pause, he glanced at the boy who had only been forced to: "And feel a feeling after reading, not less than a thousand words."

The students are asleep like a wooden chicken, and the sorrows are all over the country.

Nympho

Chengnan Xiaoyuan.

Under the big trees, the horns were white, and the facial faced Tai Fu was sitting in the vine chair, beside him, the tea fragrance on the table, not because of it, explained the classic of the sage.

In front of the big tree, there were two small tables, and they were together.

Qi Yan heard it very seriously, and raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, and after the answer, he opened it again, as if he didn't want to waste any second.

As for Yun Qing'er, pretending to make a classic Confucian classic on the table, staring straight at the eyes, constantly flipping, looking at it very much.

Qi Yan made a note gap, glanced at Yun Qinger's book content, and it was a romance book ... Well, she "genius", outside the romance, and outside of the romance, set up a classic Book of Confucianism ...

Old problem students.

In front of him, Tai Fu was helpless. How could he not see Yun Qing'er's careful opportunity? Just don't order it.

It is Qi Yan ... Well, a good student.

Sure enough, what is easy to get often does not cherish ...

"It's really a good child." Taifu lamented.

However, what he doesn't know is that the reason why Qi Yan worked hard was to earn the tuition ...

"Today's homework, let's come here." Taifu said, Yun Qing'er cheered, went to get the pastry, stuffed it, stuffed it in Qi Yan's mouth, and brewed the sugar water to drink.

"Hmm." Qi Yan held white sugar water, and was a little dazzling.

The elder brother has left for more than a month, and I don't know when to come back.

"Squeak."
To be continued...