The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

Lu Zhaoling was still a little resentful and angry last time.

It comes in handy right now.

The Empress Dowager's procession arrived very quickly. It was probably the Emperor who ordered the carriages and horses to go faster and get away from the capital as quickly as possible.

Lu Zhaoling got off the carriage by herself, put on a turban, and stood beside the official road.

She was still some distance from the road, so even if the guards saw her, a girl wouldn't be a big deal, and they were rushing past in a hurry without paying much attention.

When the carriage passed by, Lu Zhaoling made a gesture with his fingers, and a few wisps of black air shot out, penetrated into the carriage, and sank into the empress dowager's body.

The empress dowager suddenly felt a little chilly, but the feeling disappeared in an instant, making her suspect that she was just disappointed by the emperor.

"Your Majesty is truly heartless and heartless. I am deeply hurt. Even if Your Majesty comes to Ciyun Temple to pick me up in person in the future, I will definitely not see him."

The Queen Mother's eyes were red from crying. She pressed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. If she rubbed them again, her eyelids would be broken.

Qing Fuhou's entire family was wiped out. She was already heartbroken and sad, and then being treated like this by the emperor, her heart was broken into pieces.

The nanny coaxed her carefully.

Soon, the convoy moved away from the capital and went far away.

Lu Zhaoling clapped his hands, feeling satisfied.

The next day's Beijing news was full of big news.

Zhu Minghao, the former son of Qingfuhou, was accidentally killed by men in black during a prison break.

Who is the person behind Zhu Minghao's pampering for so many years? Is it him or her?

There is a hidden story behind the sudden deaths of young Marquis Zhou's friends in Jiangnan, and the cook cries out for injustice every night in prison.

Lu Ming's daughter, Lu Zhaoyun, who ranked fifth on the beauty list, was granted marriage as the second prince's concubine.

Miss Qiu went to Beijing to present treasures, but the treasures have not appeared yet. What is the reason?

This time, the Beijing News has two pages, and the middle seam is sewn with cotton thread so that the pages can be turned.

Also, the illustrations are much more exciting.

For example, the picture of Zhu Minghao's death shows a man lying on the ground three steps away from the prison door. A man in black stands beside him with a sword piercing his heart. The man on the ground is obviously Zhu Minghao, and the picture shows his previous outfit.

He stretched out his hand with difficulty, spread out his five fingers, and stretched it towards the cell door. There was a bubble above his head, and there was a sentence written inside -

I want to go out.

The death of several people in Jiangnan was accompanied by a video of a hillside collapse in Weiming Mountain, crushing several animals and birds underneath.

This also lets careful people know that something happened in Weiming Mountain.

Today's Beijing news costs two taels of silver per copy.

Many people cursed Wuming Bookstore as a profiteer, full of money-grubbing, selling just a few pieces of paper for two taels.

They could have just grabbed it, but they were given some papers instead!

However, that does not stop them from cursing while rushing to buy today's Beijing news.

Of course, other bookstores also started to have their own ideas. They quickly bought a copy of Beijing News and asked a few people to copy it.

I want to borrow some money.

However, when they actually started to do it, they found that it was more difficult than they had imagined.

Because those who are good at writing are not good at drawing.

A good painting may not necessarily have good handwriting.

This meant they had to hire more people, but the paper wasn't that good. Paper that was too soft and thin could only be cut into small pieces, otherwise it would easily wrinkle and tear, and when sewn together it would look light and fluttery.

The calligraphy and paintings above cannot compare to Jingwen in any way.

"Damn it!"

The owners of other bookstores were all cursing their parents at home.

The handwriting is so beautiful and the painting is so vivid, it is difficult to copy!

"Who wrote it and who drew it?"

In the end, the Beijing news they copied couldn’t be sold for even one tael, let alone two taels.

Except for some people who are short of money, those who want to join in the fun are willing to grit their teeth and spend ten copper coins to buy one.

Ten copper coins were barely enough to pay their wages!

Moreover, soon after those people finished reading it, they resold the tabloid for five copper coins, three or four copper coins, resulting in that they did not sell many copies at all.

After two days, the bookstore owner was in tears and had no choice but to stop copying pictures and only copy news, a pure text version, which he sold for five copper coins.

As a result, when Prince Jin passed by a teahouse, he saw some people reading this low-quality tabloid and sighed.

"Those who steal and use the stolen goods for profit are thieves. Those who buy the stolen goods are accomplices."

These words made those people blush.

Within a few days, the word spread widely, and a large number of people who bought this low-quality tabloid decreased.

After all, the King of Jin said that they were thieves and accomplices.

It would be too shameful to show it to others. Everyone would look at them with contempt, as if they had done something shameful.

There were only a few people who bought it and watched it secretly, at least to join in the fun. This had little impact on the sales of Jingwen.

As a result, Jingwen was elevated to a higher level, and aristocratic families and scholars were all proud to have bought a regular copy of Jingwen.

On the streets of the capital, in restaurants and teahouses, you can often see people holding a copy of Beijing News and holding their heads high.

Yin Yunting found Lu Zhaoling and asked seriously, "Are you sincere or fake to King Jin?"

Lu Zhaoling was counting the silver in the box he brought and asked, "Why do you ask that, Senior Brother?"

"Prince Jin is smart. If you are false to him, you will end up in trouble."

He woke up late and now has no influence on their marriage.

However, Yin Yunting felt that even if he had awakened early, he might not be able to stop this. After all, who could have known that their eldest sister, who had never had a man before, would find a fiancé for herself right after she came here?

"Do you think I will lose to him?" Lu Zhaoling glanced at his senior fellow apprentice. "You are doing this to boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige. Isn't this a form of betrayal to your teacher and ancestors?"

Yin Yunting was also impressed by her.

In just one sentence, she could even bring herself to talk about betraying her teacher and destroying her ancestors.

"Prince Jin's head is filled with more than straw."

"The talismans I draw are no joke."

Yin Yunting sneered, "How about you guys try a fight?"

"Who is Lu Xiaoer going to fight with?"

The protagonist they were talking about just walked in.

Lu Zhaoling was speechless. She covered half of her face with one hand and said to Yin Yunting in a low voice, "Apart from anything else, his ability to catch people talking about him behind their backs is unmatched."

"Second, have you underestimated my inner strength? Although your voice is low, I can still hear it from this distance."

Zhou Shiyue walked over slowly, sat down next to her, bumped her shoulder lightly, and asked curiously, "Junior Brother Yin, do you want to watch us fight?"

"No, I didn't. You heard it wrong." Yin Yunting remained calm.

"You'd better not." Zhou Shiyue looked at him and said, "Otherwise, I will think you want her to murder her husband, because I definitely can't beat her."

This person can draw talismans, but he can't.

Besides, if she didn't help him remove the curse, he would die without any fighting.

Yin Yunting looked at Prince Jin with an indescribable look.

He really overestimated this one.

It was obvious that he was the first to fall.