Some people couldn't help but take a long breath, stared in horror and said: "Could it be that the palace's intention is to attack Prince Ning..."
"Master Wu...be careful, how can you and I guess this kind of thing? Everything is determined by the Sacred Heart. Let's do our own thing with peace of mind." The doctor of Guanglu Temple gently raised his eyes and looked at the man who spoke.
The person speaks slowly and authentically.
The court official named Wu cautiously kept his mouth shut.
But someone else said: "Why is Your Majesty's decree a central decree and not sent to the cabinet? I wonder what the purpose is?"
Many people were silent, but someone said: "Don't you understand this? This matter involves Bachelor Xie. His Majesty did not leave the cabinet because he wanted to protect Master Xie. Think about it, if the decree passed the cabinet, I don't know.
Some people thought that this was the cabinet instigating His Majesty to issue the decree. If we do this now, although there is a suspicion of covering one's ears and stealing the bell, it can always calm some of the clear discussions."
It is acceptable to say so. Today's matter is really too big. Jin Yiwei, the cabinet, the East Palace, the clan and even the emperor, any one of them is enough to make people gasp. But it happens that these people with powerful connections
But it was tied up by a thread. The Hongzhi Dynasty was a dividing point of the Ming Dynasty. Before the Hongzhi Dynasty, the laws of the Ming Dynasty were harsh, but after the Hongzhi Dynasty, they began to relax. Businessmen no longer need to avoid tabooing the ancestors of Emperor Hongwu.
People began to wear silk and satin, and officials began to speak without hindrance. Even the scholars gradually began to appear. This is a new era. At least in terms of the degree of enlightenment and social atmosphere, the Ming Dynasty was in this zero world.
The point started to go in the opposite direction.
So even though the royal family, vassal kings, and officials in Guanglu Temple are still discussing and arguing, the question has returned to the original point. Is this right or wrong? So is Bachelor Xie a flatterer or a follower?
Fair? In fact, it is easy to distinguish. The problem lies in the prince's article.
If the prince's article is really brilliant and better than that of the high king, then Xie Xie is not wrong, and the prince is not wrong either. On the contrary, the high king is unreasonably making trouble. At most, the prince is not angry and conflicts with him.
But if the prince's article is not outstanding, but Xie Xie is partial to the prince, and the king of Shang Gao screams dissatisfaction, it is natural, but the prince actually dares to use force, which is a bit inappropriate, and there is that Baihu Liu Cheng
Feng actually dares to rush up and beat someone in front of all the civil and military officials. He is even more of a scum among the Jin Yiwei and the scum of the capital.
Some people couldn't help but say: "It would be great if we could read the articles written by King Shang Gao and the Prince. In that case, why should we argue here?"
Everyone nodded, and even Wang Wenbo, the doctor of Guanglu Temple, couldn't help but said: "It's just a pity that the article remains banned. If I ask Bachelor Xie, he may not be able to tell."
While everyone was sighing with emotion, the clerk on the side said with a smile: "My lords and villains, I heard some rumors outside, saying that the Xueerbao will publish an article by the King Gao and the Prince tomorrow.
He also said that His Majesty also wrote an article in handwriting to be published."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Even Wang Wenbo couldn't help but get excited and scolded: "Is it the newspaper that learned from it and reported it? Is it the newspaper that was banned by Dongchang a few days ago and then unbanned?"
"Yes...exactly."
All of a sudden, the Guanglu Temple was boiling. Everyone was an idle official, and they were always looking for trouble. Now that such a big thing has happened, and there is an opportunity to see the truth through the thick fog, everyone naturally refuses.
Let it go.
"It is said that Xueerbao's daily newspapers have a fixed quota. No, now this news has probably spread all over the capital. I have to ask people to go to the newspaper office immediately and wait for news at any time. Otherwise, it will be sold out by then. Wouldn't it be a pity?
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"It's the best, it's the best. I'll ask someone to take a look."
"My lords." The scribe spoke again, "I also heard news that Xueerbao will start supplying tomorrow. It is said that many craftsmen have been recruited these days, and even supplying the entire capital is not enough.
problem, so there is no need to worry about the price but no market like before."
Wang Wenbo stroked his beard and said, "Is this news serious?"
The scribe said: "I just heard what I heard. I can't tell whether it is true or not."
Someone said: "What if it's a rumor? In my opinion, it's better to be prepared."
Everyone agreed one after another, and each sent a note to their home, ordering people to wait at the newspaper office.
This thing is like this. You don't have what others have. It doesn't make sense in terms of face. You can imagine what kind of grand occasion it will be to report what you have learned tomorrow. After all, this matter affects everyone's heart. Scholars want to see the prince's article.
What, I want to see if Bachelor Xie is unfair. The rich people also have the attitude of watching the excitement. After all, several important figures in the Ming Dynasty are implicated. How could they not care at all? Ordinary people
I want to have something to talk about, and I also want to know the cause and effect of this matter, so that I can use it as a bragging capital after dinner.
Whether they are ordinary people or the Gong Gong princes in the court, almost everyone is looking forward to it. Even at noon, the newspaper office has been blocked by countless people. Most of these people are servants of various prefectures.
The owners are squatting here. Although the newspaper will be on sale tomorrow morning, if we really have to wait until tomorrow morning, the whole street may be blocked, and we don’t know when we can squeeze in.
These people are all prepared to stay up all night and wait, and there are also some merchants among them who want to buy newspapers in large quantities. They will hoard the goods when the time comes and even transport them to various state capitals for sale. After all, this thing is already in the market.
It is popular in the capital, and other state capitals, especially those in the south of the Yangtze River, are also prosperous places, with as many arty and scholarly people as crucian carp crossing the river. If you transport it there, you only need to publicize it, and you won't be afraid that no one will buy it.
In the newspaper office, Deng Wen, who had been released from the East Factory, was standing in the editor's office. The scars after being tortured could still be seen on his face. However, at this time, he didn't care about anything else. Instead, he opened the window and looked at
People on the three floors outside couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
This person... is too many.
Although he had recruited craftsmen aggressively in the past few days and the workshop had expanded, and an hour ago, Liu Chengfeng also ordered people to send three articles and wrote a letter to teach him how to operate, but then something happened
The scene made him mistakenly believe that he was dazzled.
Such a grand occasion can be said to be unprecedented. Now the workshop has begun to work day and night. From now on, hundreds of craftsmen will all enter the most nervous moment. Rewards have also been announced. As long as everyone is willing to do it tomorrow, full reward money will be distributed. However,
Deng Wen still has some doubts. Will the newspaper printed tomorrow be able to meet the demand?
At this point, all we can do is fight.
He summoned dozens of editors, went to the workshop without saying a word, and started to help. Dozens of movable type printing machines had already been laid out. The craftsmen quickly applied ink with brushes and started printing immediately.
After printing a few times, I didn't dare to stop adding ink.
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It was just dawn, and the people outside the newspaper office had not dispersed yet. Many people went to sleep on the spot, and were awakened by the crow of cocks and dogs. The dawn had not yet appeared, and the sky was filled with haze. It was hard to see even one's fingers. However, there were few people in front of the newspaper office.
A lantern was hung up, which was a signal that sales were about to begin.
Everyone cheered up, and the family members in each mansion remembered the instructions of the masters and young masters to buy this newspaper, and they all pushed forward with all their strength. As for the merchants, thinking of these newspapers
The profits that could be brought about by just flipping around made everyone red-eyed, so that there was a huge crowd of people in front of the newspaper store, and they were yelling at each other again and again.
The door of the newspaper office finally opened, and all of a sudden, everyone rushed forward. The person selling the newspaper couldn't help shouting: "Don't crowd, don't crowd, there is something for everyone."
"Have some..."
"One hundred copies..."
"Let's have three..."
Those who bought the newspaper smiled happily, slipped out of the crowd, and hurried to their homes. Some merchants also squeezed out, holding dozens of newspapers in their hands and shouting: "Six hundred copies, freshly published."
The newspaper will be gone no matter how late it is." Then the businessman was immediately surrounded by countless people.
The three-hundred-coin newspaper doubled in the blink of an eye. It was only half a stick of incense that was sold out. Those merchants who had sold out couldn't help but secretly pause in their hearts. They should have bought more if they had known this.
The seller was the one, and I still wanted to squeeze in, but when I saw the huge flow of people, I couldn't help but give up the idea.
As for the servants who had bought the newspapers, they did not dare to stay and hurried to their mansions. When they arrived at the door of the house, the concierge rushed in like a victorious general without even having time to greet them.
Wang Wenbo, the doctor of Guanglu Temple, did not have to be on duty today. He got up early in the morning and waited for the news at home. Several of his sons were also talking to him in the hall at this time. Both father and son had read books and were very interested in this matter.
I'm concerned about everything, I've already sent people to buy a few copies, and I don't know if it will go well or not.
I don’t know how many cups of tea I drank, but excited voices came from outside. The family member who was sent to buy newspapers shouted: "Master, master... I bought it... I bought it..."
Wang Wenbo couldn't help but stand up, a little excited. Although it was just a newspaper, after all, the mystery in his stomach had been kept for so long, and the answer was about to be revealed. Is Bachelor Xie's character still the same? Is His Royal Highness the Prince really talented and learned?
Was the king wronged? How could he not be excited?
At this time, the family members had rushed into the hall, holding several newspapers in their hands. Wang Wenbo could finally take a deep breath and showed a bit of a look of being shaken by the collapse of the mountain without changing his expression. However, his sons could not care about this.
There were too many, so they all rushed forward, grabbed the newspaper, and read it eagerly.
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