At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

"Why are you like this?" The little boy muttered, but he didn't dare to do anything to the big man.

He could only sigh, resignedly take off the newspaper covering his face, and reach out to smooth out the creases on the newspaper.

When the child was depressed and about to leave, a group of people wearing scholar's robes poured into the street.

When the first few people saw the child, they were like slaves seeing a mouse, their eyes suddenly brightened.

"This! There's more!"

The literati rushed to the scene, and those who saw it retreated.

But the big man was just proud that he had taken advantage of him. He was so absorbed in recollecting the contents of the newspaper that he didn't pay attention and couldn't dodge.

I was pushed aside, stepped on a melon rind thrown by someone, and fell backwards.

As soon as I sat up, I didn't know whose pizza hit me on my forehead. I completely fainted and fell unconscious.

The literati formed a circle around the child and climbed up directly on the human wall without even showing their faces.

He was caught and his shoes were thrown away, but he was not in a hurry to find them. He just stretched out his hand and said loudly: "Leave one for me!"

"It's so unbecoming for scholars to fight over each other, it's really an insult to politeness!"

"You're right, don't squeeze me if you have the ability...Who is it that insults the gentleness!"

"Who is that? Isn't your family a businessman? Can you understand that you are covered in the smell of copper? Why don't you give it to me? This way it is not a waste of the masterpiece of Marquis Jiangling!"

"Hey, what happened to my family's business?"

"Pay the taxes you should pay. I just need to understand the theory of trains and government affairs. I want you to take care of so much."

"Is it possible that your family lives in Donghai, and you are here to be the bastard general manager, so you can manage things leniently?"

There are 108 squares in the capital, but each square has only one thousand copies of newspapers.

The supply of the workshops in the north exceeded the demand, which led to this situation of literati rushing to report, which took turns in the workshops in the south of the city.

There were also those who were smart enough to accept the jute newspapers sold by the children at normal prices.

He directly sold it at double the price and started reselling.

Various deeds were reported back to the palace, arousing curiosity among the officials. What exactly was written in the Beijing News?

Chu Heng's face was filled with joy, and he cast his gaze towards Xie Yuheng, wanting to take a look at his little lucky star.

Well, I forgot again, this little guy is too short to see!

Chu Heng patted the armrest of the dragon chair with his big palm, and the eunuch next to him cleverly left quietly.

After a while, the eunuch brought a stack of Beijing newspapers made of rice paper and distributed them one by one.

All I could see was the rice paper, which had a soft texture and was as smooth as jade, except for the government affairs on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year.

There is also a policy essay by the Marquis of Jiangling, which is called "Train One Thing". Next to it is a picture of a steam train that is not very detailed.

Only then did all the ministers know that the rumored Zhengqi Chicken looked so ugly!

This theory perfectly integrates the Mid-Autumn Festival with its new train items.

It makes people wish they could spread that thing called the Chicken Cart of Fighting Qi all over the country, one capital, and thirteen prefectures right now.

"From now on, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains will return in one day, and thousands of miles of wandering people will return to their hometowns...the whole family will be reunited and gather together happily!"

Ye Zhongliang tried hard to restrain the trembling of his hands, but unfortunately a drop of water fell on the paper, soaking the ink, and it blurred into a ball for a moment.

Xie Yuheng used inducements to businessmen to build railway tracks. Is it true that only businessmen are profitable...

This thing is like the Great Wall, and like Yangzhou's canal transport, its merits will last for thousands of years, and its benefits will last to all generations!

"As for the merchants in Jingzhou, the Ministry of Household Affairs has been working hard to get this matter settled in the past few days."

"The Ministry of Industry must also step up efforts to cultivate and recruit talents in geological exploration..."

Chu Heng changed his subject and said, "In addition, I will promote Xie Xiuzuan to the position of Bachelor of Attendance. The staff will go back and replace the fish talisman."

"Yes!"

The ministers standing behind Xie Yuheng all looked at the young man in red robe with envy.

Walking in the four directions, holding an ivory wat tablet, he gave a formal thank you.

Although he is young, his words and deeds are already the demeanor of a gentleman.

This speed of promotion is really beyond their reach.

Alas, I am not envious of him, this new brain is really easy to use.

Wei Chi Guanxu stared at the little figure with complicated eyes. If Chi Song couldn't win over him, he would definitely get rid of him!

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, except for some government offices, all other government offices will have a three-day holiday starting from August 13th.

At the same time, the night ban was lifted in the city, and all the people had fun and went to the lantern festival together!

Xie Zhushu was chewing on the roasted mutton skewers he bought from a merchant in the Western Regions in his left hand.

His right hand was filled with the gadgets his sister bought, and his eyes were not empty, trying to put all the bustling Mid-Autumn Night in Beijing into his mind.

But if you only have one pair of eyes, how can you see everything? Xie Zhushu sighed: "Ah, it would be great if we could celebrate the festival every day!"

Xie Yuheng raised his lips and smiled: "Don't let Zuodu Yushi hear what you said."

"Otherwise, I have to carry you and teach you."

Xie Tinghai also laughed and joked: "Hahahaha, that's not a bamboo book, so be careful."

"I heard that you, all procurators, like this kind of holiday to focus on political achievements. Don't let your colleagues catch you. That would be really embarrassing."

"Ah? Has this matter spread outside?" Xie Zhushu was shocked.

"If you listen to his nonsense, Qingzhi must have told him, and he is here to bully you again."

Xie Yuheng raised his head and glanced at Xie Mingli. Seeing him nodding slightly, he knew that what Xie Laigui said was true.

Xie Yuheng pulled the eldest brother's sleeve, "Let's go find the second brother, and leave this place to them."

"it is good."

Xie Mingcheng was unlucky enough to say that he had just returned from a mission the day before yesterday.

Before he could take a breath, he was requisitioned by the City Defense Department to maintain law and order in the capital during these three days and nights.

The public security is not bad, but the main thing is that this lantern festival is made of flammable things.

In addition, it is often windy at night, so a fire can break out if one is not careful. Often, as soon as the fire goes out here, another fire breaks out over there.

It’s a joyous festival, and the flowers are blooming on a full moon night. While the people were at peace, a group of people moved forward silently carrying heavy loads.

Xie Mingli asked several patrol teams to find out who and where they met the Guards Battalion at the latest time.

As I walked along the street, I saw all the colorful lanterns in restaurants and shops along the street, but all the wine flags had been taken down, indicating that the store had no more wine to sell.

There was a loud sound of silk and bamboo, and children in the alleys were chasing and playing with wooden swords.

There were young men and women stopping in front of the lantern riddle stall. The woman looked expectant, while the man looked confused.

In the teahouse passing by, the tea drinkers were talking loudly about the current affairs in Beijing over the past two days.

"The boss of Jinlu Hall deserves to make money!"

"How to say?"

"A few days ago, it wasn't someone who bought the Beijing News for a month at a high price."

"The newspaper patterns these days are changing every day. Those dresses are so beautiful, I want to buy two and wear them!"

"Hahaha, you look like a bear, and your dress will be in vain if you wear it."

"Isn't the point that ordinary people like me can't afford Jinlutang's clothes?"