I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

see this scene.

Fang Xiu frowned slightly.

He didn't expect that someone could draw a sword so fast!

So fast that the naked eye can't catch it!

"Is this speed within the scientific range?"

Fang Xiu looked at Tang Rou with a cold expression in front of him, and suddenly became suspicious.

Is this a normal world?

"Anyway, this Tang Rou is considered a talent, she can be saved and used as a murder weapon."

Fang Xiu took a deep breath, calmed down, looked at Tang Rou, and said calmly:

"The truth is going to send you to work in the state of Zhou. As long as you are obedient, someone will give you an antidote every three months."

Biquge

Tang Rou had expected this for a long time, her expression was neither happy nor sad, and she remained silent.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu frowned, and asked, "Aren't you curious about what the truth tells you to do?"

Tang Rou said calmly, "Since it's a foregone conclusion, what's the point of being curious?"

"Well said."

Fang Xiu nodded, looked at Tang Yixue who was silent from the beginning to the end, and said:

"You take the poison too, and go with her."

Hear this.

Tang Yixue opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end she didn't speak, she just responded.

"it is good."

Fang Xiu's eyes fixed on the two sisters for a second.

Seeing that both of them looked devastated, he chuckled lightly and said:

"Assassinating the truth, should have been executed quickly, but the truth has left you a way to survive, you should be happy."

"Come on, give the truth a smile."

Fang Xiu's words sounded like a joke, but there was a chill in his tone.

Tang Yixue raised her eyes to look at Fang Xiu, hesitated for a moment, a smile uglier than crying appeared on her fair face.

There is a faint sadness between the eyebrows.

Tang Rou seemed not to hear it, and turned a deaf ear.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu sneered, stared at Tang Rou with sharp eyes, and said calmly:

"Tang Rou, before going to Zhou Country, Truth wants you to remember one thing."

Tang Rou looked up at him, still silent.

Fang Xiu said coldly: "The truth is giving you the antidote, not only because you are worth using, but also because the truth is in a good mood today."

"But no matter how good the truth is, I don't want to see a cold face."

Speaking of which.

Fang Xiu stepped forward and reached out to take off the veil from her face.

Seeing this, Tang Rou's expression didn't change, but she was extremely angry in her heart.

She took a step back subconsciously, wanting to pick up a branch on the ground and give him a sword.

Just now.

Tang Yixue at the side suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of her clothes, and cast a pleading look.

See the eyes of my sister.

Tang Rou stopped in her tracks, clenched her hands, gritted her silver teeth, and said nothing.

Let Fang Xiu walk in front of him and take off his veil.

"Your face is quite tender. I hope to see you next time with this tender face."

Fang Xiu threw away the veil casually, and said in a frivolous tone.

Tang Rou's cheeks trembled slightly because of the humiliation, and she clenched her hands tightly, her nails almost digging into her flesh.

But for the sake of her sister, she restrained her inner impulse and stood where she was, without moving an inch.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu sneered in his heart, but didn't say anything, just waved his hand, and said casually:

"Go down."

The voice fell.

Tang Rou turned to leave, and disappeared in an instant.

Tang Yixue hesitated for a moment, bowed to Fang Xiu in a proper manner, and then left.

Fang Xiu looked at the backs of the two, a gleam burst out of his eyes, and said in a cold tone:

"Emperor Zhou has repeatedly provoked, and it's time for him to pay the price!"

Chapter 107 Layers of exploitation (kneeling to subscribe)

Zhou Guo.

Imperial Palace, Qianqing Palace.

Sitting on the dragon chair, Emperor Zhou looked at the information presented by Dongchang with neither joy nor sadness.

Eucalyptus.

The eunuch Wang Zhi, who was dressed in a flying fish suit, was kneeling on the ground, with a soft voice.

"The plan for the assassination was made a month ago. At that time, Dongchang didn't know enough about the First Village. They didn't know that they were so well informed..."

Not finished yet.

Emperor Zhou slowly put down the information in his hands, his eyes were gloomy, and he said calmly: "What do you mean, the failure of the assassination was unexpected, and it has nothing to do with you?"

Wang Zhi's pale and beardless face showed a look of fear, and he said tremblingly:

"Your maidservant has absolutely no intention of that. The maidservant is also the admiral of Dongchang. If the assassination fails, the maidservant should bear the full responsibility. The maidservant deserves to die. Your Majesty, please punish me."

Hearing this, Emperor Zhou glanced at him, picked up the memorial again, and said casually:

"Assassinating Emperor Qian in the capital of Qian Kingdom, I didn't have high expectations, and it's only natural for me to fail."

When Wang Zhi heard this, he understood that Emperor Zhou did not intend to pursue responsibility, and a stone in his heart fell to the ground.

Stretching out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, he squeezed out a flattering smile and said:

"The slave girl understands in her heart that the Holy Majesty loves the slave servant so much that she said so. Being able to serve the Holy Majesty is a blessing that the servant has cultivated in eight lifetimes. The servant really does not know how to repay the kindness of the Holy Majesty."

Zhou Huang looked at the information in his hand, and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, let me ask you, what is the newspaper mentioned above?"

Wang Zhi hurriedly replied: "Returning to the emperor, the so-called newspaper is actually a piece of paper with various contents printed on it, including story books, notices, pictures, and product introductions."

"The newspapers popular in the capital today are called Dagan Monthly, and the scripts printed on it are called "Nie Xiaoqian" and "The Legend of Shebei Heroes". Boys of three or four years old are all addicted to it and cannot extricate themselves."

"Besides, the servant girl also found out that Dagan Monthly is printed by Dagan's Zhufengxuan, and this Zhufengxuan is inextricably linked with Zhenbaozhai."

"As far as we know, behind Zhenbaozhai is Qianguo Xiangguofu."

"Thus, the servant girl can infer that this newspaper is something that the Prime Minister of the Qian Kingdom fiddled with. The purpose is to use the script to attract the people and promote the court."

have to say.

As the admiral of the East Factory, Wang Zhi still has a good hand in reporting.

In a few short sentences, the context of the newspaper and the interests involved were clearly explained without any muddling.

After hearing this, Emperor Zhou put down the information in his hand, with a thoughtful look on his face.

After a while.

He looked at Wang Zhi and asked, "What are the difficulties in printing newspapers?"

Wang Zhi replied: "As far as I know, there is no difficulty."

Emperor Zhou frowned slightly, and asked, "If that's the case, why is Dagan Monthly only popular in the capital?"

Wang Zhi replied: "My servant thinks that there are three reasons, one is that newspapers have just become popular, and many merchants have not yet reacted, so no one follows suit.

The second is that Dagan Monthly is really cheap, a copy costs only one penny, not only the storytellers in the hook column, but even beggars on the roadside can afford it, so it is widely circulated.

The third is that "Nie Xiaoqian" and "The Legend of the Heroes of Shetong" are exciting enough, far surpassing other story books on the market, and other merchants want to follow suit, but they are powerless. "

The voice fell.

Zhou Huang showed a thoughtful expression.

After a while.

He made a decision, looked at Wang Zhi, and ordered: "I am recruiting scholars who can write scripts in Dazhou, and whoever can write a script comparable to "Nie Xiaoqian" will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver!"

"Send someone to secretly print the Dagan Monthly, and change the announcement of the Qian Kingdom court to promote the content of the New Deal. You should know how to do it."

Wang Zhi responded hurriedly: "Your servant understands!"

"Go."

"The slaves retire."

After Wang Zhi left Qianqing Palace, he raised his eyes to look at the blue sky, feeling the joy of surviving a catastrophe.

Although he is the eunuch who is the supervisor of rites and the eunuch of Bingbi, he is also the admiral of the East Factory, and he has great power.

But that's just in front of outsiders.

All his powers come from Emperor Zhou.

In front of Emperor Zhou, he was a lackey who could be discarded at any time.

As the saying goes, accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger.

No one knows what this moody His Majesty will take out his anger on him.

and so.

Every time Wang Zhi entered the Qianqing Palace, he was always in fear, for fear that something might go wrong.

Fortunately, this crisis was finally passed safely.

Wang Zhi let out a long breath, recalling what Emperor Zhou said just now, he hurriedly cheered up and walked towards the Dongchang yamen.

Arrived at the East Factory Yamen.

As soon as he entered the door, he met Chang Chengren, who was in charge of thousands of households.

When Chang Chengren saw Wang Zhi, he hurriedly stood up and saluted respectfully:

"Meet the factory owner!"

Wang Zhi looked at him and ordered: "Get 1000 taels of silver from the account office, and find a few scholars in the capital who can write scripts, and put them in prison. When will they write something comparable to "Nie Xiaoqian" and "The Legend of Heroes of Shetong"? The script, when will you let them out?"

Chang Chengren was slightly startled when he heard this, and asked curiously:

"The factory owner wants to read the script?"

Wang Zhi squinted at him, and said angrily, "Look at the script! This is His Majesty's will!"

Chang Chengren's eyes were blank, and he asked, "Your Majesty wants to read the script?"

Wang Zhi was so angry that he squeezed the orchid fingers and scolded: "You idiot, what else do you have in your mind besides the scriptures!"

Chang Chengren lowered his head and said nothing.

Seeing this, Wang Zhi sighed inwardly, and explained: "Your Majesty is looking for a scholar who can write scripts, and prepares for the weekly magazine!"

Only then did Chang Chengren come to his senses, and hurriedly said, "This subordinate understands!"

After finishing speaking, he showed hesitation, and said, "I have a question, and I don't know if I should ask it or not."