Chapter 137: Hot Newspaper Discussion, Li Di Enters Beijing

The next day, the first issue of "Da Song Periodical" was quietly published.

After Zhao Jun determined the content of the first page of the newspaper, the workers in the printing shop worked overtime overnight and printed 5,000 copies the next day.

These five thousand copies are not for sale, but for giving away.

There are thousands of tea shops in Bianliang City, as well as countless tea stalls and breakfast stalls. Each family gets a copy and puts it on the table for guests to see for free.

For a time, many people in Bianliang saw new things like newspapers.

In Longjin Qiaofang City, the morning market is in full swing.

Common people, businessmen, and scholars came and went, and several neighbors came to the tea shop to have breakfast according to their usual habits.

Someone asked: "How is it? Have you caught the boss of the club?"

"I don't know, I guess not."

Someone else replied: "That guy was hiding in a prostitute's house with the door ajar. He was reported, and people from Kaifeng Mansion went to arrest him. It turned out that the man was a good guy, and he actually stepped on the wall and passed by. The people from the Imperial City Department None of them were caught.”

"Your news is out of date." Yile, the shopkeeper who served them tea, put the brewed tea on the table. Others said angrily: "It's out of date."

The shopkeeper handed over the newspaper on the counter and said with a smile: "More than a hundred people in Laoba Club were all arrested."

At the end, he added: "What happened yesterday."

"Hey, I have to take a look."

Seeing that it was a large piece of paper, the man spread it out to look at it, and people around him also came over.

The first thing that caught my eye on the paper was an article signed by Zhao Jun, the Governor of the Constitutional Yuan. The title of the article was "Fight against the evil forces and restore clear skies to Bianliang."

It not only mentions the recent operations of the Imperial City Division and Kaifeng Mansion against evil forces, but also how many prisoners have been captured.

The crimes committed by these people are also mentioned, such as robbery, murder, loan sharking, collecting protection fees, etc.

Only the first batch was chopped off outside Bianliang City some time ago, and there will be a second and third batch, including the head of the old boss who has been in Longjin Qiaofang City for many years and has done many evil things. He was also killed last night. If captured, he will be beheaded next year.

Seeing this content, the neighbors were all very happy. The man in front said: "It really happened yesterday. That fat bastard who has bullied our city for so many years is finally going to die."

"Aren't you dead yet? This guy relied on his brother who was doing official business in Kaifeng Mansion to get close to Li Canjun. Li Dewen was also arrested by Zhao Zhiyuan. I heard that the bones were removed and the skin was peeled off. That was miserable. He didn't have any backers. How many more days can he be able to dance?"

"God opened his eyes, that is, Zhao Zhiyuan came to our Bianliang, otherwise these people would not know how long they would be rampant. Poor my nephew, he was kidnapped because he offended the fat beast, and he still hasn't seen anyone alive. There is no body left."

"Yes, Bianliang finally has a great master from Qingtian. Oh, there is something new in this paper. Our Zhao Qingtian dismissed more than a hundred officials from the Salt and Iron Department in one go the day before yesterday. He is very courageous. ah."

"What about this?"

"Don't you know that? I have a relative who works in the government office. I heard about it vaguely yesterday."

"Then does he know why Zhao Qingtian wants to remove these officials?"

"I don't know where to go."

"In this big paper, it is said that these people have ignored the orders of the Constitutional Yuan, despised the officials, and the Constitutional Yuan. The leader is Liu Yuanyu, the deputy envoy of the Third Division. The Imperial City Division is ordering him to be investigated."

"Does Liu Yuanyu still need to investigate? I heard that this man sells prohibited items in private, and many people know about it. Since he is a high official, no one cares about him."

"Then he is unlucky. If he meets Zhao Qingtian, won't he die?"

"Old Zhang, show me this big piece of paper."

Many neighbors were talking about it. Because the sound was relatively loud, people who came to have morning tea heard it and came over curiously.

Soon the newspaper was passed from Zhang San to Li Si, and then to Wang Wu, and in the end it started to be looted.

It was the shopkeeper who stopped him and said: "Okay, okay, the person who came to deliver this big paper said that from now on, this newspaper will be sold in Bianliang every seven days for 12 Wen per piece. News, there are poems in it.”

"Then I'll have to buy one. This thing is really interesting. You can get the news much faster than just hearing it from others."

There was immediate support.

News spreads really fast in Bianliang through the gossip. For example, more than a hundred officials were dismissed and now go home in despair. Family, friends, and servants will always get the news and then spread it.

But the speed of word-of-mouth communication is much slower than that of news widely advertised in newspapers, so even if it happened the day before yesterday, not many people know about it today.

Now that there are newspapers, news from temples and markets quickly spread throughout Bianliang. For a time, the people applauded Zhao Jun's actions.

What they need is this kind of person who dares to fight against the chaotic officialdom and fight against the evil forces.

While the common people in Bianliang are more concerned about the news that the evil forces that are closely related to them have been eradicated, the concerns of another group of people are far beyond that.

The golden water flows in from Jinyao Gate in the outer city, to Liang Gate in the inner city, then passes through the Xihua Gate side of the palace, flows out from Donghua Gate, and flows to the old Cao Gate.

Outside the old Cao Gate, golden willow trees swayed in the wind, and colorful boats and dragon boats were tied to the distant shore. Thousands of steps across the Hongqiao, with jagged wild goose teeth, leading straight to the Water Palace. Around the golden embankment, many fish and dragons play, there are clusters of delicate spring flowers and silk pipes. The glory of Ji color seems to be seen in the eyes, and Penglai is clear and shallow.

From Nanxie Street to Niuxing Street, you will find Bianliang's famous entertainment venues.

On the north bank of Jinshui River, there are Zhujiawazi, on the south bank, there are brothels, and on the northeast bank, there is Jingde Temple. The temple has red walls and gray tiles, and the pagoda is majestic. On the opposite bank of the temple, there are rows of brothels. Willows downstairs are dancing in the autumn wind, and ribbons upstairs are swaying in the breeze.

Pairs of green jade-like hands stretched out from the balconies on the second and third floors, waving to passers-by, smiling and talking, and the fragrance spreads ten miles. At that time, I was young and thin in spring clothes, riding a horse on the slanting bridge, and the whole building was full of red sleeves.

At this time, on the red building, a woman sang softly: "The thin clouds are playing tricks, the flying stars are conveying hatred, and the Milky Way is far away and dark. When the golden wind and jade dew meet, it is better than countless people in the world. Tenderness is like water, and the good time is like a dream. I can't help but look back at the magpie bridge. If the love is long-lasting, why should we be together day and night?"

The song is gentle and beautiful, and with the soft instruments in the building, a song "Magpie Bridge Fairy" is told, which is extremely beautiful. The melody was still turning slowly, and after a moment it changed to "Die Lian Hua" written by Liu Yong in his early years, which made love more desolate and sad.

The Cuihongyuan next to it was not to be outdone. Suddenly, the drums sounded, and a woman sang in a high voice: "The great river flows eastward, the waves wash away all the heroes of the ages. To the west of the old fortress, people say it is the Red Cliff of Zhou Lang in the Three Kingdoms. The rocks pierce the sky, the waves beat the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and there are so many heroes at the moment."

This powerful "Nian Nu Jiao" actually suppressed the graceful "Die Lian Hua" next to it. The painted boats floated in the golden water, and the singing spread in all directions. The tourists on both sides of the strait were intoxicated and unconsciously walked into the brothels to listen to the fairy music up close.

For a time, even the business of the fifty-four brothels in Bianliang was better than before.

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It is the beginning of October, the season of late autumn and early winter, the sun is high in the sky, and the whole earth is scorching.

Today is not a cold day, but a hot early winter.

Because the third Little Ice Age was in the late Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, and it ended in the early Song Dynasty, the temperature gradually warmed up and returned to normal in the middle of the Song Dynasty.

Especially in the Huainan area, there are often droughts and little rain, and famines continue. So although it is early winter, the weather is not cold, and there is a hint of warmth in the cold wind.

The sunlight is slightly pale. If you wear thicker clothes, you will feel hot, but if you wear less, you will feel cold, which makes people feel uncomfortable in early winter.

The canal water flows outside the city, and the branches of the willow bank dance lightly in the wind. The green grass of the wheat planted in August in the fields on both sides of the river sways. As the saying goes, the wheat is green all over the fields, and the new rice seedlings are green in the pond. There are thousands of miles of fertile fields outside the city of Bianliang, and a farm scenery.

Thanks to the introduction of excellent rice varieties such as Champa rice and Huanglu rice, the rice-wheat double cropping system began to appear in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River during the Northern Song Dynasty. During the Shaosheng period, Lu You's grandfather Lu Dian was demoted to Taizhou, and there was a record of "exiled to Hailing, and waited for the wheat and rice to ripen again."

In the fourth year of Chunhua of Emperor Taizong of Song Dynasty, Huang Mao, the magistrate of Linjin in Cangzhou, proposed to promote the early rice from Jiangdong in Hebei, which achieved obvious results and was a famous case of planting southern rice in the north in the early Song Dynasty.

Therefore, during the Northern Song Dynasty, the northern Hebei and Henan regions also gradually began to alternate wheat and rice planting.

There were farmers working in the fields between the ridges, and there were scholars enjoying the autumn scenery in the suburbs. A carriage on the side of the road came slowly under the protection of more than a dozen guards, and it had already reached the outside of Bianliang City in the distance.

"Unconsciously, I haven't been to Bianliang for two years. This change is not big."

An old man in his sixties in the carriage lifted the door curtain and looked at the scenery outside the window. There were some memories and indifference in his eyes. More importantly, there was a touch of joy in the calmness.

Since the first year of Jingyou, after being driven out of the court by his political enemy Lu Yijian, Li Di was first appointed as the governor of Xiangzhou, and then changed to the governor of Mizhou, and then Xuzhou and Yanzhou. In just two years, he was like an exile, tossing around in many places, quite embarrassed.

Although the transportation in the Song Dynasty has been greatly improved compared with the Han and Tang Dynasties, with the launch of the Grand Canal, the speed of transportation and logistics has been much stronger. But for a sixty-year-old man, it is really a bit too much for the body to toss around like this.

Now he is finally back to Bianliang. Although he is only serving as a deputy envoy in the three divisions, with his qualifications, I believe that as long as he can be reused by the government, it will not take long for him to return to the position of prime minister.

"Wang Weng."

The driver was a teenager, about fifteen or sixteen years old, named Li Xiaoji, the grandson of Li Di.

When he heard that his grandfather had returned, he excitedly ran twenty miles outside the city to greet him. When he arrived, he drove the driver to the other side and drove for his grandfather himself.

He smiled and said, "Although the appearance of Bianliang has not changed much, the officialdom has changed a lot. My father is now a judge of the Ministry of Revenue. He saw more than a hundred people from the Salt and Iron Bureau being stripped naked and driven out."

Li Di shook his head and said, "I thought I would have to wait until Lu Yijian stepped down as prime minister before I could come back. It is thanks to the new director of the Political System Institute that I can return to the court one day, but I don't know what kind of person this director of the Political System Institute is?"

"This director is very powerful. There are so many corrupt officials in Kaifeng Prefecture, and he killed them as he said. There are so many evil societies in Bianliang, and they were arrested as he said. There are also many officials in the officialdom who collude with them. There are two or three hundred people who have been arrested."

Li Xiaoji said happily, and then took out a newspaper from his arms and handed it to Li Di, saying, "Wang Weng, you will know after you look at this."

"What is this?"

Li Di took the newspaper. Because of the position, the first thing he saw was poetry.

There are two poems in it.

One is "Magpie Bridge Fairy" and the other is "Nian Nujiao", and the author of both is a man named Zhou Shuren.

"This thing is called a newspaper. It appeared yesterday morning. Didn't our family have a shop? I managed to get a copy. Even Zhao Zhiyuan wrote an article on it."

Lee Hyo-ki replied.

Li Di glanced at the two poems and said something good in his heart. Then he didn't read them carefully. He opened them to the front and saw two articles written by Zhao Jun.

The first side is naturally about cleaning up the evil forces, and the second side is about the Salt and Iron Division.

After reading it, Li Di had an idea in his mind and said thoughtfully: "This Zhao Jun is really a strange person. More than a hundred officials were dismissed just like this? Will the officials agree?"

"Not only the officials, but also many ministers and even Duke Xiwen supported him. At least half of the officials in the court now support his decision."

"It's normal for the Constitutional Yuan to support him. The new Constitutional Yuan is more powerful than the previous Prime Minister. If I were them, I would do the same for my own power. The main thing is that I didn't expect that the officials would also support him. This is not The temperament of an official."

"Speaking of it, the official's temperament has changed a lot in the past six months. My father said that in the past, he would never have given the Imperial City Secretary the authority to kill so many people in Bianliang, but now"

"It's really strange. Even if this man is so talented, why can he be in charge of the Constitutional Yuan?"

"Who knows, maybe my husband knows."

"Haha, although Wang Zeng recommended Lu Yijian before, they have been at odds with each other in the past two years, and they are by no means good friends. Now they have both joined the Constitutional Yuan. Under his rule, could this person be a member of the clan? That’s not right, even if it’s a clan, how dare the officials reuse it?”

"There are rumors in Bianliang that he is the youngest son of the late emperor. Even Da Zongzheng went to Zhazi to inquire about this matter, but the officials refuted it. I guess he is not a clan member."

Li Xiaoji smiled and said: "But it is said that he is only in his twenties, he is in a high position at a young age, and he is supported by the Three Phases and Three Ginsengs. There must be something strange about him. After Weng Weng arrives in Bianliang, you can try your best to make friends with him. "

"Well, I think so too."

Li Di stroked his beard and smiled: "It is strange that my grandson can have such knowledge at such an age."

Li Xiaoji said cheerfully: "It's all well taught by Weng Weng."

"Hahahahaha."

Li Di laughed loudly, smiling because his grandson was smart.

Erxiao is that the political scene in Bianliang is now different.

This Constitutional Court Academy is really curious.

Since the magistrate was able to recall Lu Yijian back to the capital despite Lu Yijian's resistance, this shows his ability.

Own.

You must meet in person at that time!