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Chapter 348
On July 29, the entire island of the small Baekje Peninsula was violently stormy, and the clouds hanging down from the vast land and resources were different.

Star City.

It was early autumn, the sun in the sky was still scorching hot, and the entire imperial capital seemed to be on fire.

Prince Jin's Mansion, the back house.

Although there were ice trays everywhere, Princess Jin still felt the heat was unbearable.

She frequently urged the maidservant, "Lanzhi, I'm so annoying. Go and see if the newspaper is here?"

"Princess," the servant girl rolled her eyes, "it's natural to be calm."

The master and servant grew up together since they were young, and they can speak casually when there are no outsiders.

"You've already urged me 180 times. Didn't the gatekeeper tell you that the newspaper can only be delivered to the palace when you get it at the earliest."

"Just rest obediently first. As soon as the newspaper is delivered to the doorman, the slave will fetch it for you as soon as possible. Okay?"

snort!
Princess Jin snorted noncommittally.

"You Shi You Shi." She looked angrily at the glazed hourglass on the Baibao Pavilion: "Mo Shen You Xu, why hasn't this broken Shen Shi passed?"

Star Ji City has been in a mess recently, and the entertainment and mutual visits between the major sects have basically been cancelled.

Because she was pregnant, Princess Jin couldn't move even an inch.So the two monthly newspapers became her only pleasure and expectation.

Chen Xiulan walked in sweating profusely.

He had just finished practicing martial arts, and now he was a bit apprehensive when he heard it, "Princess, my king's splendid article will not appear in the newspaper until August."

"Who wants to read your broken articles?" Princess Jin didn't give her husband a corner of her eyes, "I want to follow Master Hongguang's Yunchui Manji."

"..." Chen Xiuzhu was speechless.

Nowadays, the transportation is underdeveloped, and the media is almost non-existent.

If the common people want to know what happened in other places, they must either listen to the rumors of passers-by or caravans, or wait for the court to issue an announcement.

Listening to rumors is easy to exaggerate or spread falsehoods. As for the official announcement from the court, I don’t know that it will have to wait until the year of the monkey.

Finally, there is a dedicated newspaper.Although this newspaper only publishes twice a month, it is much better than the previous hearsay.

Most of the ancient people were illiterate.Based on their feeling, there are usually three kinds of people they trust the most, one is a stable woman, the other is a doctor, and the third is an eminent monk.

The stable woman decides the survival of the offspring; the doctor decides the length of life; as for the Taoist monk, it gives people a misty hope.

Master Hongguang of Longshou Temple has profound Buddhism and superb medical skills.The three have accounted for the second, and are highly respected and trusted by ordinary people.

When he was in Longshou Temple in previous years, he opened the Buddhist gate widely, rescued countless people, and took in orphans from all over the world.

Later, when a tragic epidemic occurred in Yunzhong County, Master Hongguang went to the epidemic area in person regardless of his age, and together with many doctors and imperial physicians, spared no effort to save ordinary people.

After the epidemic was extinguished, Emperor Changxing summoned him to Beijing many times to commend his contributions. However, Master Hongguang was not shocked by honor or disgrace, and turned around and went to the four western counties where the people were struggling...

Now he serializes in the newspaper what he saw and heard when he traveled around Yunchui in the past, and because the description is detailed and down-to-earth, it attracts everyone from high families to ordinary people to follow.

After all the turmoil, You Shi finally came late.

As soon as the hourglass was broken, Concubine Jin immediately lifted her spirits.

"Lanzhi, go and see if the newspaper is here?"

The servant girl went out for a walk, and after a while, she brought back two thick newspapers with a smile on her face.

The bored Chen Xiulan and his wife immediately took a copy and read it.

It's just that one looks directly from the front, and the other flips to the back to start browsing.

Gee.

"There are still pictures?" Chen Xiulan just opened the front page headlines, and his eyes lit up.

"That's right," Princess Jin nodded in agreement, "The quality of the paper has also been improved, and patterns have been carefully painted around the newspaper! This silver flower is worth it."

The previous seven issues of the newspaper were pure text, but now they are becoming more and more refined and formal.At least now, when I pick it up, it no longer looks like those vulgar reading materials in the streets and alleys.

Soon Chen Xiulan frowned.

The accompanying picture was only in black and white, but he could see the content clearly at a glance.

A dignified general stood silently in front of a long row of graves, with his command flag erected behind him.

There is a word floating on it: Huo!

Looking up at the headline, Chen Xiulan's heart skipped a few beats.

"The western frontier is in an emergency, and the Zhen Guo government is almost exterminated!"

real or fake?

Chen Xiulan quickly read the text.

Although he is a prince, in order to avoid suspicion, he doesn't know much about the real military aircraft.

He only vaguely knew that Xiliang launched another large-scale attack some time ago.As for Yun Chui's results, it should be quite optimistic, at least six of them seem to be stable.

The text is not long, and Chen Xiulan read it quickly.

When his eyes fell on the picture again, he suddenly became gloomy.

The town government has royal blood.

According to the regulations, when the direct descendants die in battle, they can use ice coffins to protect the corpses so that they can be transported back to Xingji City or Xingluo's hometown for burial.

However, in the past two or three years, people in Zhen Guogong's mansion have been killed in battle from time to time, and the east and west post roads have been blocked for a long time.The Huo family who died in the battle had to be buried first, and then transported back to their hometown after the war was over.

However, the war did not end for a long time, and the clansmen were buried one by one, forming a long row of graves unknowingly.

Huo Ping, Huo Qian, Huo Geng...

Chen Xiulan read the above names one by one, her face became more and more gloomy.

Some of these people are his peers, and they have played together in previous years; some have only heard of names, but have never seen anyone.

But now they are all down near Yanfeng Fortress!
Thinking about it, Chen Xiulan's eyes fell behind the text again.

"The tribes of Xiliang once again increased their troops to the east on a large scale. The Eagle of the Grassland called Xueyue Yingxiang even clamored to completely break through Dishi City, and took the heads of General Huo Yun, who was guarding the city, and more than [-] people in the city. Pay homage to the prairie boy who died in battle."

"Under such circumstances, Xingji City has always turned a blind eye for some unknown purpose. It is reported that the imperial court has no reinforcement plan."

"Is it because Yun Chui lacks troops?"

"No."

"Let's not mention the garrison troops in various places. At least the central army of the empire, with a total of [-] people, has been stationed in the southern suburbs of Xingji City."

"Is it because the imperial treasury is empty and cannot support the major border guards to fight?"

"Nor so."

"Only in the first seven months of this year, 32 wealthy and dignitaries in the entire Xingji City wantonly renovated their homes and bought new farm shops. The money was spent like water."

"Speaking of which, the Zhen Guogong's mansion is also decorated like other high gates, and it is unique. They hang one side after another of the summoning banners..."

Xingningfang, Xuanwu Street, Yongan Hutong.

It is a place where noble families gather, and ordinary people usually stay away.

It used to be mostly quiet in this area.Even if there are occasional cars and mounts coming in and out, they try to be as gentle as possible, for fear of offending the nobles living nearby.

Today is a rare hustle and bustle.

Groups of gorgeously or plainly dressed people gathered from nowhere, almost crowding the spacious Yong'an Hutong.

These people looked at the many soul-calling banners outside the gate of the Zhen Guogong's mansion, and they all whispered to each other.

　I finished writing at 5:43, alas.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)