When leaving Bailong Temple and going down the mountain, Yan Liqiang felt refreshed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart. He even walked much more briskly, and instantly his mind was free and unobstructed.
These days, the future calamity has been weighing heavily on Yan Liqiang's heart like a huge rock, making it difficult for him to sleep well every day. He tosses and turns, not knowing how to deal with it and what he can do. But now, once he has made up his mind, all the pressure has disappeared in an instant.
This time, Yan Liqiang decided to go all out and give it a try, no matter if it was for love, hatred, affection, justice, or simply because he wanted to shout at the top of his lungs to those ignorant people. A person must be able to go all out once in his life, so that his life will not be in vain.
Yan Liqiang didn't think he was noble, he just felt that he had done what he should do. If the same thing happened in his previous life, if he had known about the Wenchuan earthquake a few months in advance, he would have tried every possible way to let people know when the disaster would strike before the earthquake.
But this world has no Internet, no media, and no newspapers, so Yan Liqiang has to start from scratch.
It took four years to publish a newspaper and make it cover the entire capital area of the Han Empire.
Then, a few months before the disaster strikes, find an opportunity to break the news so that people can prepare in advance and start evacuating.
Even if the newspaper was eventually closed down by the imperial court, it didn't matter, because it had already completed the mission assigned to it.
This was Yan Liqiang's plan and all he could sit on.
On the way down the mountain, as he relaxed, Yan Liqiang's head was flooded with inspiration. All of a sudden, it was full of the contents of various newspapers and the promotional methods of various paper media that he had read in his previous life. Thinking of the interesting things, he couldn't help laughing.
After leaving Xiaoyun Mountain, seeing that it was still early today, Yan Liqiang thought of Hua Ruxue, so he rode on Wuyun Gaixue and came to Dijing City.
The access control of the Imperial Capital City is still very strict, much stricter than the previous two times. There are many soldiers standing on both sides of the city gate. Everyone entering or leaving the city must be checked. Those wearing hats must take them off. Those driving carts must check inside and outside the carriages, and those transporting goods will also be carefully checked.
Hearing the coachman in front say that it was inconvenient to unload the cart of hay, a small flag officer at the city gate directly took a spear, signaled with his eyes, and together with several soldiers around him, shot the entire cart of hay one by one. When he saw that there was no blood on the spear, he allowed the cart of hay to enter the city.
"My dear old man, may I ask why the city ban of the Imperial Capital has become so strict today? I remember that it was not so strict when I came here some time ago!" Seeing an old man in gray clothes queuing in front of him, Yan Liqiang politely asked the old man.
The old man turned around and took a look at Yan Liqiang. He found that Yan Liqiang was quite pleasing to the eye and polite. Then he slowly spoke, "A few days ago, the Minister of Works, Zuo Teng, was assassinated at home. I heard that the assassin was from the White Lotus Sect. You said that the White Lotus Sect members could sneak into the Imperial Capital and assassinate high-ranking officials. How could the Imperial Capital City's ban not be strict?"
White Lotus Sect? Yan Liqiang was surprised. He didn't expect that since he hadn't been to the Imperial Capital for a while, this incident would have led to such news.
"Father, I have heard about Zuo Teng's assassination, but how does it relate to the White Lotus Sect?"
"I don't know either. I just heard that there have been rumors in the past few days that Zuo Teng was assassinated because he killed many members of the White Lotus when he was the county governor of Quzhou. He had a blood feud with the White Lotus, and the White Lotus had long regarded Zuo Teng as their mortal enemy!" At this point, the old man looked around and lowered his voice a little, "I heard from the business group in the Imperial Capital that there was news from Quzhou a few days ago that after Zuo Teng was assassinated, some people from the White Lotus threw a lot of dog blood at the gate of the local government at night and wrote a lot of treasonous words, saying that Zuo Teng was an example for those dog officials who dared to suppress the White Lotus..."
"Ah, these White Lotus sect members are so bold. Thank you for telling me!" Yan Liqiang pretended to be surprised and bowed to the old man.
"Oh, this world is so chaotic..." The old man shook his head. Seeing that it was his turn, he immediately took two steps forward and walked over to be examined.
At this moment, Yan Liqiang's heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface, but rather a mixture of turmoil - could it be that Hua Ruxue was a member of the White Lotus Sect
Thinking of Quzhou mentioned by his father-in-law, Yan Liqiang suddenly had an idea. If he remembered correctly, it seemed that just a few months later, the White Lotus Sect would make a big fuss in Quzhou, Huangzhou, and Yuezhou, and start a rebellion, turning these southern states of the Han Empire into a mess. In this way, the assassination of Zuo Teng might really be related to the White Lotus uprising. It felt like he was being used as a sacrifice and to boost morale before the uprising.
However, when Yan Liqiang thought of Hua Ruxue's pretty face, he found it difficult to connect such a woman with the White Lotus Sect...
Yan Liqiang led Wuyun Gaixue into the city. After thinking for a while, he walked towards Sun Bingchen's house. He had been to the capital several times during this period, but had never visited Sun Bingchen. Today he happened to have time, so he went to visit him, which was considered a courtesy. No matter what, in the eyes of others, Sun Bingchen was one of the nobles who helped him. He heard that Sun Bingchen was fighting with the prime minister in the capital these days, so he also wanted to see how Sun Bingchen was doing and whether he could help. As for the details of running the newspaper, Yan Liqiang also wanted to ask Sun Bingchen for advice.
In the imperial capital city, people were coming and going on the streets, and carriages and pedestrians were weaving together. Yan Liqiang was riding on Wuyun Gaixue, but he couldn't speed up and could only let Wuyun Gaixue pace and slowly walk towards Sun Bingchen's house.
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At the entrance of an alley next to the main street, a young thug wearing short clothes and holding a grass stem in his mouth was leaning against the entrance. He was basking in the sun and looking at the people walking on the street with his eyes. Suddenly, the thug's eyes lit up and he saw Yan Liqiang. To be more precise, he saw the dark cloud covering the snow that Yan Liqiang was riding on.
Even in this bustling imperial capital city, Yan Liqiang's horse Wuyun Gaixue stood out. Wuyun Gaixue walking on the street was half a head taller than other rhinoceros horses, and his fur was even more shiny and glossy.
The thug stared at the dark clouds and snow for a few seconds, swallowed his saliva, and then looked carefully at Yan Liqiang's face. Then, with a "puff", he spat out the grass stem in his mouth, turned around, and went into the alley next to him...
Yan Liqiang felt the gangster's gaze, but he just glanced towards the alley and looked away, not taking it to heart at all.
As the saying goes, a skilled person is daring. These days, Yan Liqiang has been training in the dark in the Deer Park, and his strength is getting stronger day by day. When he looks at those people again, he unconsciously feels like a strong man looking at a toddler, and he doesn't take it to heart at all...
(End of this chapter)