The sky in Danzhou City suddenly became cloudy, and the dark clouds above the head were heavy, like wet dirty cotton or marshmallows that had passed the heat, hanging above people's heads.

But people living by the sea have long been accustomed to this kind of weather and know that it is still a long time before the wind comes, so they are not panicked. Unlike in the past few years, the beautiful illegitimate son of Earl Sinan, the Beppu family, always likes to run to the roof of the Beppu yard before the summer typhoon arrives, and shout to the people in the city: "It's going to rain, everyone should collect their clothes."

"Young Master Fan, why haven't you asked everyone to collect their clothes recently?" There were food and gadgets everywhere on the only main street in Danzhou Port. The vendors looked at the beautiful boy passing by the crowd and joked.

Fan Xian smiled shyly, without saying a word, and took the hand of the big maid beside him and walked into Beppu, holding a piece of tofu in the other hand.

Everyone knows that this illegitimate son of Earl Beppu is different from ordinary noble young masters. He likes to help his servants do things the most, especially the maids. He has long been used to seeing things, so he is not surprised.

At this time, it had been nearly six years since Fei Jie left Danzhou, and Fan Xian had grown into a beautiful young boy with calmness.

When he returned to the mansion, he first asked his servant to lift the tofu to the kitchen, and then greeted the old lady who was a little uneasy. He put a piece of paper beside the old lady into his arms before Fan Xian returned to the study. He took out the letter from the sister of Kyoto in his arms and placed it next to the paper. The expression on his face suddenly became exciting.

This year, His Majesty the Emperor of Qing Kingdom suddenly went beyond everyone's expectations. He changed the reign of the Qingli period, and the year name was the same as the country's name. It always felt a bit strange. Although the civil servants and nobles in Kyoto did not dare to have any opinions on the surface, they would always mumble a few words in the corners where no one was. Especially those sour literati, now, whether it is the modern literary school or the ancient literary school, whether it is the old master in the National Education Academy or the novelist who drinks porridge, they all began to express their opinions in the articles delivered to the Eighth Department of the Supervision Bureau for review.

The follow-up to the change of the era was to implement the new policy, but the new policy seemed to be innovating, and it was just to rectify the administration of officials. The only thing that made the subjects in the world feel very new is that in the first year of Qingli, an order suddenly came out of the palace and the inner court began to run newspapers.

Newspaper? No one understood what it was. It was not until the inner court actually printed the first newspaper that everyone shouted in unison, and no one took it seriously.

Because this newspaper is exclusively controlled by the palace, and the daily sample publication must be submitted by His Majesty the Emperor to be printed, it is impossible to publish any article that will cause trouble to the imperial rule.

After several consecutive issues of the newspaper "Guida" with one silver coin" were bought by people who love to try it out in Kyoto, some powerful people always felt that they were fooled by His Majesty the Emperor, and have the palace been preparing to build a new garden recently?

There was no valuable content on that thin piece of paper, but it only wrote scenic spots from all over the place and biographies of previous dynasties. The one that occupied the largest page was printed along the surroundings with some laces that looked like flowing clouds, recording the private lives of many officials in Kyoto, such as the head of the Military Academy was beaten by his wife at home, why did the commander of the Kyoto garrison Division lack a front teeth, and so on.

There are also some gossip news involving neighboring countries Northern Qi and Dongyi City, but the officials of Qing State only paid attention to their own affairs. At first, they could laugh, but later they realized the feeling of embarrassment. They wanted to cause trouble for the newspaper, but the emperor was the backstage, so they had to give up.

There are very few newspapers printed, and there are only two copies in the entire Danzhou Port, one of which is exclusively for the Earl Beppu.

When Fan Xian stole the newspaper that was being discussed by the people from his grandmother's room and swept it away quickly, he really couldn't control his facial expressions. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to stuff his fists in... What era is this? There are actually gossip newspapers... or supervise them according to the order!

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There is another new policy, which is that the royal family issued the "Post Registration Act". Now that the postal route is open, the brother and sister can communicate quietly without fear of being known to others.

Fan Xian frowned and looked at the newspaper in front of him. During this period, he had heard passers-by talk about many new policies. In his opinion, this was purely the product of His Majesty the Emperor, but everyone in the world knew that His Majesty the Emperor had never been a nonsense person.

Fan Xian was not in the mood to change the world, nor was he interested in changing the world, but when some aspects of this world became somewhat similar to his previous world, he naturally wanted to know what was hidden behind these things.

After this difficult-to-mouth thought process, he still understood it. He smiled bitterly and pushed the newspaper aside, thinking self-deprecatingly, was there another person who had time to travel through this world, and he had unique ambitions.

But these are not his business, and the letter next to the newspaper has nothing to do with him.

In Fan Xian's memory, Fan Ruoru is the one who has some blood relationship with him. He spent a short period of childhood in Danzhou City many years ago. He was black and thin, and he was not as beautiful as his poor little sister.

I haven't seen it for many years, and I don't know what the little girl is now, whether the sparse yellow hair on her hair has turned black or beautiful. Fan Xian even forgot whether her sister should be called Fan Ruo or Fan Ruo.

"I am really an incompetent brother." He thought to himself, although he was a strange soul who had lived for two lifetimes, his bloodline was always the girl's brother, and he really cared less on weekdays. After Fan Ruo started school two years ago, he often sent letters to Danzhou Port from school. Fan Xian was practicing the domineering true energy every day, receiving the hard training of the blind Wuzhu, and reviewing the poison science left by Teacher Fei Jie, so he rarely replied.

In short, Fan Ruoruo should be ten years old this year. I don’t know why, maybe it’s because he was too impressed by the ghost stories of his childhood. This real lady from the Earl’s Mansion is very dependent on her brother who is far away and often sends greetings. In the first half of the year, she often expresses her longing for her grandmother and her memories of life in Danzhou. In the past six months, she only occasionally talks about family affairs, and most of them talk about her boring days in the Kyoto Mansion.

Fan Xian's fingers gently stroked the letter paper, and his beautiful face was slightly worried.
Chapter completed!