The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 193: That's how you should spend your money

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Zhang Yanai and his friends ran naked first, then went to the palace to complain, they were cleaned up again and turned into a white body. It was the kind of identity he felt that Yun Yanhui had no status in his heart. This is called a crowd watching. Not surprised by the people watching the fun.

With the limelight of Concubine Zhang in recent years, her younger brother just made trouble at the Daxiangguo Temple, and that's all? Not to mention, her younger brother was beaten up before the trouble was settled!

Those who went to the house of the troublemaker quickly pressed for a while, and then figured out what the situation was, so they were so frightened that they hurriedly locked the person at home, fearing that the officials would also convict them.

Zhang Yanei was even worse. He killed his family's biggest backer and was sent back to his hometown. I don't know if he has a chance to come back.

They definitely didn't dare to talk about this kind of thing. Others talked a lot. In the end, they all took the credit for Yun Yanhui, which made many people feel a little shudder.

Although this Yun Yanhui is the blood of the Zheng family, it is worthy of being mixed in the market. He is so vicious. After a little inquiries, he will know that he has a fierce reputation among the people.

Originally, I didn't hum, I was polite to everyone, but I should have thought that it would be easy to get along after being able to dominate the Daxiangguo Temple for so long.

Look, even if people leave the Daxiangguo Temple, they still regard it as their own territory. If someone gets into trouble, even the younger brother of the favorite concubine will be beaten up! He even stripped them off and told them to run naked. It was a double insult both physically and mentally. It was too cruel!

What's even more difficult to provoke is that the official family still favors him, and everyone manages the money bag for the official family!

I heard that he is unwilling to ask for any official positions and titles? So treacherous!

If he has an official title and acts viciously, he can still be impeached, which will damage the official reputation, but he is a temporary worker, and he is still the kind of government official who has never had a bad reputation. hit the cotton.

Of course, no one wants to engage Yun Yanhui at present. There are many people who have benefited from him, and people like Zhang Yanei know in their hearts that it is actually Renzong's intention.

It was only for a while that some legends that had not yet spread to the upper circles of Bianjing were also spread because of this incident.

Knowing the person, knowing the face but not the heart, this little man is not as kind as he looks on the surface.

When Yun Yan returned to the editorial office of the Tokyo Daily, she was surrounded by onlookers.

"Look, Master Yun is here..."

"Master Yun has also been a dwarf?"

"Fool, could the dwarf have done it? It must be a misinformation. Think about it, when Master Yun was in the Daxiangguo Temple, he was still a child."

"Hey, I've never seen such a prodigy who put all his intelligence in these areas. I heard that he was even more ruthless when he was in the Daxiangguo Temple..."

"This time it's a relief, Zhang Jiaya is very arrogant... I have participated in it before, but the official family saw no heavy punishment in the eyes of the imperial concubine, but Master Yun was cruel enough..."

"Streaking is the concern of the whole city, but unfortunately we can't be on the news..."

Yun Yan turned back with a black line, "Do you know what I can hear?"

The editors and reporters laughed.

Yun Yanhui guessed that he might take the blame, but he didn't expect the black history of the past to be revealed, and even spread to the editorial department. It seems that everyone knows it, but no one else said it in front of him.

"Hey... life is hard." However, Yun Yanhui could only admit it. He couldn't say that I was a yin person under the decree, right

"Knowledge, Mr. Yun." An editor asked.

Yun Yan looked at him deeply, "Do you really want to know?"

"Of course I want to know, are you being interviewed?" The editor simply brought the pen and paper over, sat next to Yun Yanhui, ready to record at any time, mockingly, "I heard a lot of Mr. Yun's childhood stories these days. Deeds, I wonder if you can tell us what is true and what is false? Did you really give up going to school in order to dominate Daxiangguo Temple?"

Yunyan opened her mouth and said, "Doing a character interview? Yes. I'll tell you again. When my mother was pregnant with me, I dreamed of Buddha. The Buddha said that she was carrying the Buddha's Dharma. I can remember things three days after I was born. When I was three years old, I was favored by the abbot Mingran, and he went to the temple to lead him to practice. My master was proficient in arithmetic. Even if he had gone through four times of Dharma ordeal in Buddhism, it was time for me to have a great time. That’s why I was born. Sure enough, When I was eight years old, I didn’t have to go to school to gain knowledge. I started to manage the economy of the temple and to save the gangsters around me. When I was fourteen or five years old, I left the Daxiangguo Temple and came to the Tianqing Temple in Kaifeng. After all, today The world is bustling, all for profit. In order to save more people, I can only choose to step into the world and endure the hustle and bustle of the world, but, in fact, my heart has always been quiet, I just want to clean up more dust The Buddha's heart has opened up the wisdom roots of more people. Sure enough, now I can save more people. You must know that there are not only the Bodhisattva who is merciful and purifying, but also the Dharma Protector Vajra who eliminates demons with angry eyes. Ten thousand people. This is me, a Buddhist Dharma protector who is dedicated to serving the world!"

Yun Yan paused for a while, "I've already thought about the column name for you, how about it's called 'Moving Bianjing'?"

Everyone: "..."

The editor was silent for a long time, and put the pen down, as if nothing had happened: "Is there any manuscript from the second edition that can be transferred to the first edition? I still lack a manuscript here..."

Others are also busy with their own business, "Ah, I have an article here for you to see if you can."

"The printing shop said that the paper was out of stock, and asked if it was possible to replace it with a new type of paper. These are the paper patterns..."

"I contacted the planner, let's go out first."

Yun Yan went back to the place to look, and walked over to the deputy editor in charge of advertising with pride. Hehe, although I haven't handled it for many years, the level of business is not something that people like you can tease.

This time, Yunyan returned to represent the festival, and discussed with the Tokyo Daily about advertising. The opening time of the Puguanze Tourism Festival has been set, and it needs to be widely advertised.

The deputy editor-in-chief didn't watch the crowd just now, but he heard Yun Yanhui's words from a distance. After Yun Yanhui came over, he said helplessly, "Jiang is still old and hot. After all, he is the editor-in-chief of Kaifeng House News." And the proponents of new newspapers.

"It's easy to talk, easy to talk about." Yun Yanhui knew the essence of serious nonsense. When he was young, in order to meet the requirements of his boss, he made the news "depth", and he could only rack his brains to dig.

After the deputy editor knew his intention, he showed it to him, "You came early, there is still a good position, this side, this section, and the entire half of this edition are empty."

Yun Yan Hui naturally set a good place, took out the slogan prepared here, chatted about the desired effect, made an appointment and took the layout to Kaifeng Mansion to show him.

Suddenly, Yun Yan recalled that the deputy editor said that half of the page was still empty, so she asked, "What is the other half of that page?"

The deputy editor replied: "An essay."

Yun Yan replied immediately: "Help me adjust the version, and give me the whole version of the bread."

The deputy editor was puzzled, "What do you want to do with such a big edition? Do you want to publish an article?"

Yun Yan picked up the pen and wrote, "Give me this... What are you looking at me for? I'm bored and want to show off my wealth, can't I?"

In the morning, Zhao Yunchu got up as usual, got dressed, and prepared to go to court.

Of course, before that, he had to eat breakfast.

At this time, Zhao Yunchu was the only one at home who got up, and the sky was still dark. After eating some food, Zhao Yunchu went to the palace. As usual, he stayed in the palace for a long time without being summoned, and then went to Dali Temple.

At this hour, the Dali Temple had not even ordered Mao. When he walked to the door, he could see the monks coming over with a stack of newspapers and handing them over to the staff of the Dali Temple, who would then distribute them everywhere.

Zhao Yunchu sat in his study for a while, looked at the file, and only went out when it was time for him.

Just as soon as he went out, he found that all his colleagues were staring at him.

Zhao Yunchu didn't know why, but he looked back calmly.

Until his immediate superior, Dali Siqing Wen Yanbo, said repeatedly, "Yunchu... Your birthday today?"

It stands to reason that Wen Yanbo does not need to come out. I don't know why, but he is here today.

Zhao Yunchu hurriedly replied: "Yes, but it's not a whole life - how did Daqing know?"

Wen Yanbo was holding a newspaper in his hand. He opened the newspaper, pointed at one of the newspapers, and said, "Ah, probably the whole of Bianjing knows about it..."

"Ah?" Zhao Yunchu took a look at the newspaper. It was today's "Tokyo Daily". I saw that there was a page today, and only eight characters were printed on the entire page. It doesn't look crude at all, because this edition seems to have used a special printing method, and even has a faint shading of the character for longevity.

Zhao Yunchu: "!!"

Wen Yanbo tutted: "I read the newspaper today and I saw who posted it. It's really surprising. Since the "Tokyo Daily" was launched, no one has thought of buying a full page, right? Not to mention, it is published like this s things… "

Someone also came over and said, "I don't have money. If I have money, I'll get one for my mother. She can't be happy?"

Another humane said: "If it were me, I would give it to my wife, she can laugh like crazy..."

Someone else said with a smile: "Don't mention it, I guess people in Bianjing are asking like crazy now, who is Zhao Yunchu?"

It's right to say that at this time, many people in Bianjing have already obtained the newspaper, and only those who know Zhao Yunchu, those who don't know, are all curious and envious.

However, this has inspired a lot of people - learn from others, and see how this plus one is more than two attention. If you have money, you should spend it like this. This effect is absolutely amazing!

"We know who Zhao Yunchu is," Wen Yanbo said with a smile, "but it's more like knowing who made a lot of money to congratulate Yunchu on his birthday in the Tokyo Daily. Yunchu, I'm surprised by your appearance, don't you? Do you know who it is?"

Zhao Yunchu held Wen Yanbo's newspaper and didn't let go, looked at the advertisement and the words on it, and said, "I don't know, it's probably one of my admirers."

Wen Yanbo was very puzzled, "Which little lady can be so bold? It's amazing."