Chapter 90 Ending

"Sir, sir."

When the lawyer ran into the court in a panic, Zhang Shangxian had just judged a case.

Seeing that the other party had lost his composure, the county magistrate of Jiangdu County asked with a smile: "Why are you so flustered?"

The lawyer took a breath and said hurriedly: "Sir...you...you reported it."

Zhang Shangxian turned his head curiously and looked at the court report on his case.

No, this court report has been in hand for several days. The new court report will take more than a month to be sent from the capital.

"It's not that...not that!" The lawyer hurriedly raised his hand and handed the newspaper he had just bought from outside to the lord, "Sir, look at this."

Zhang Shangxian took the thin paper strangely and opened the side with words.

He naturally didn't care about the storybook. He glanced and saw the case he had judged half a month ago.

He still remembered the things about Ma Dayin's family.

As a local official, if such an immoral thing were to be reported in the area under his jurisdiction, the superiors would deduct his evaluation.

At that time, Zhang Shangxian had praised Ma Dayin's intelligence in his heart. Knowing that he would be punished if he reported his father, he reported it in a note.

Zhang Shangxian knew the whole process very well. He quickly read the text for a few seconds and stopped at the paragraph where his name appeared.

Chen Heng was a clever guy. He described Mr. Zhang as fair and decisive in the text, but he didn't say a word of active praise.

Such a side description made Zhang Shangxian feel comfortable, and he couldn't help asking the master beside him about the origin of "Jing'an Daily".

The master was a teacher, and he knew that the superiors would ask this question. He told the other party what he had just inquired about and some speculations.

"According to you, this Jing'an Daily and the Jing'an Literary Society of Leyi Academy were created by the same group of students?" Zhang Shangxian asked suspiciously.

"The names are the same, so they should be the same group of people." The master deliberately wiped the sweat from his forehead. If he was busy with the superiors' affairs, he should let the other party see it and remember it in his heart.

Zhang Shangxian was in a very good mood and rarely cared about the other party, "Go drink some water first and take a break."

The master hurriedly asked: "Sir, do you want to send someone to tell these students not to discuss official affairs?"

"No, no." Zhang smiled and waved his hand, "Isn't it written impartially? Since what is said is the truth, let these children do it."

The master nodded silently, just as he turned to leave. Zhang Shangxian asked him again: "You just said... this..."

"Sir, it's a newspaper."

"Yes, this newspaper... really sold a lot?"

The master thought quickly in his mind, picked the words vaguely: "I just saw outside, at least half of the people on the street were holding it in their hands."

Zhang Shangxian didn't know that there were only a thousand copies of the newspaper, and nodded believing it.

Seeing that the adults didn't say anything, the master retreated to the door and waited for a while.

Soon, a burst of hearty laughter came from the hall, and he was completely relieved and walked happily to his room.

The parties involved would be like this, not to mention the people in Yangzhou who like to watch the excitement.

Chen Heng's guess was not wrong. In Yangzhou today, some people were talking about "Shushan Swordsman" during the day, and some people were discussing the strange things of Zhang (pseudonym) and his son.

But at night, everyone went back to their own homes and hugged their wives. Who cares about the long-winded and numerous stories? They are all talking about the latter strange thing.

Although Yangzhou City is large and has many people. However, due to the limited scope of daily activities, the news that everyone can know is limited. The emergence of Jing'an Daily has given them more than just topics to talk about.

It was like having a caring neighbor who quietly knocked on the crack of his window in the dead of night and whispered in their ears: "I have a true story here, and I will only tell you!"

Good guy, how could these 1,000 people hold it in? They told the people around them that night.

As the saying goes, good news doesn't go out, but bad news spreads a thousand miles.

By the next morning, there were not many people in Yangzhou City discussing Mr. Yuanhe's storybook.

They gathered in groups of three or five and talked about the rumors of other people's homes.

It was just that Chen Heng and Xue Ke had no intention of paying attention to the situation in the city. The two of them were already so busy that they couldn't get away.

One was selecting the guys to be hired in the store, and the other was busy receiving the tenants who came to the door.

Chen Heng had thought that someone would come to the door before, but he didn't expect there would be so many.

He probably forgot what Yangzhou City relied on to make a fortune. The caravans coming and going from the south to the north injected vitality into the city. It also made it easier for Yangzhou people to accept and like new things.

From ancient times to the present, every vibrant city is like this, without exception.

However, their actions did cause some people to be disgusted.

There are also renting houses in Yangzhou City.

On the second day, they wanted to gather some people to go to the newspaper shop to find out the background, but before they set off, someone sent a message.

Behind this newspaper shop, there is the shadow of Wangji Bookstore. And in the future, only 20 rental information will be published in order in each issue of the newspaper.

When these owners heard that Wangji Bookstore was there, they gave up the idea. They decided to keep a boundary of not interfering with Jing'an Newspaper.

This matter was naturally done by Chen Heng asking Wang Siyi to do.

He knew that newspapers would definitely block the financial path of some people. Now Jing'an Newspaper Shop is not yet fully grown, so there is no need to stand out too much.

As long as there is room, more and more people will join the Jing'an Newspaper Shop.

Xue Ke recruited four literate assistants in a row, regardless of whether they were good or bad, and used them for a few days. After freeing Chen Heng from the busyness, he took his friend and hid upstairs.

"Brother Heng, this is really done." Xue Ke thought about the excitement downstairs at the moment, and his excitement had not yet subsided. "What are we going to do about the second edition in six days?"

The two had agreed before that Jing'an Daily would be published every seven days. Chen Heng signaled the other party not to be anxious. How could he not have a plan in his mind? He smiled and gestured two fingers.

"First, write that our newspaper shop is recruiting people. You can write our requirements in detail so that everyone can understand."

Chen Heng is ready to unlock the new function of the newspaper. He believes that the shop owner in Yangzhou will understand the convenience of this matter as long as he sees it once.

"Secondly, we have to look for Lord Zhang. This time he has given him such a great reputation, it should not be difficult to find more cases from him." Chen Heng said confidently.

Being an official, what you want is a good reputation and good political achievements.

They say official media, official media, these two things are inseparable.

Xue Ke nodded. Although it was his first time to work, he had Xue Zhen's words and deeds. After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly said: "We have to invite some people to go to other counties in Yangzhou."

Chen Heng nodded with some surprise and some surprise. This is indeed the next plan. He couldn't help but want to test the other party, "What about the future?"

"Brother Heng, greed can't eat too much. It's enough for us to guard Yangzhou now. Don't worry about other places." Xue Ke saw Chen Heng nodded, and continued, "It's just a pity that we opened too much, and others will definitely copy it quickly."

Xue Ke can think about problems so calmly under such a good prospect, which really makes Chen Heng admire him very much. He has a lifetime of experience, but Xue Ke does not. Chen Heng couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Uncle Xue taught him well.

"There are still many smart people in the world." Chen Heng laughed and comforted him, "As long as we do our things well and carefully. If we want to go out of Yangzhou, we can still take Wang Ji's boat. Good things are not afraid of being late, Brother Xue, let's be patient and take it step by step."

Xue Ke also nodded and smiled. Thinking about the future, he said with some anticipation: "Will there be a day when everyone who passes by Yangzhou will buy a copy of our newspaper."

Chen Heng did not comment, but only said: "Brother Xue, we should ask uncle to come out."

Xue Ke knew that the uncle Chen Heng was talking about was his father, and he also knew that the two of them were still students of the academy at this time, so he made a prompt decision: "Let's go tomorrow."

"Well, after talking to uncle, when we go to find Mr. Zhang, he can just come forward."

With an old business veteran like Uncle Xue, Chen Heng can really get out of the newspaper shop.

Now, after Lin Ruhai's advice, Chen Heng is very clear about his goal, which is to study hard and strive for the title of top three.

It's not like he's going to encounter the Dragon and Tiger List of the second year of Jiayou, which only happens once in a thousand years. Since it's all just a dream, just dream bigger and try your best.

If it really works, it will be a life well lived.

The second update is here, brothers, remember to vote. My plot arrangement is quite compact. I really didn't give you any extra words, they are all things that will be used in the future.

By the way, what do you think of this plot? If you don't like it, I will abbreviate it appropriately in the future.