Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 302 Publication of Hongdu Journal

Covered by night, Beiman Mountain was dark.

Before the mausoleums of the emperors of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was a simple wooden house in Xinjian City. The wooden house was surrounded by fences to form a simple courtyard. In the wing room of the wooden house, a young man was lying on a hard board bed, sleepless at night.

After tossing and turning, the young man just couldn't fall asleep. Just as he closed his eyes, he felt a feeling of suffocation, so he turned over the bedding, put on a long robe, and walked to the front of the wooden house.

"What a beautiful moonlight!"

The young man leaned lightly on the railing under the eaves, looked up at the sky, a round and a half moon exuded soft moonlight, curved and slanted, very beautiful, which made his tense mood relax a little bit.

"It's been a long night, why can't Your Highness sleep?"

A sudden voice sounded in the night.

"Who?"

Hearing the words, the young man was startled, his eyes swept around, he pulled out a dagger with his backhand, stepped back two steps, and leaned against a wooden wall, showing a posture of self-defense.

"Dignified King Chen Liu, the younger brother of the current emperor, the royal family and nobles, should enjoy the honor of the world, but now he can only sleep in this wilderness with a weapon, what a tragedy!"

Under the light of the moon, in front of the main room, the simple gate of the fence was pushed open, and a man in green robe walked in, and stopped until he reached a place where the young man could see him. , looked up at the young man, with some irony and regret in his eyes.

"Come on!"

The boy shouted angrily: "There are assassins, come quickly!"

"Your Highness don't need to call!" The green-robed man shook his head, as if he was simply explaining, and said: "With a radius of tens of miles, the guards in the palace monitoring His Highness have already rested!"

"What did you do to them?" The young man knew that there were at least hundreds of guards around him, who were clearly guarding but actually watching, but he had no choice. If something happened to these guards, he might be in great trouble.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, they are just asleep. I won't do anything to them. I just let them sleep deeply, and they will wake up automatically tomorrow. I won't make them doubt His Highness, and make His Highness fearful!" the green-robed man smiled. Said.

"Who are you?"

Hearing this, the young man's heart moved, his face was a little gloomy, his gloomy face looked even more ferocious under the moonlight, his eyes were like blades, he stared at the green robed man firmly, and asked coldly.

"Master of the Great Sima Mansion, Li Ru, pay homage to His Royal Highness King Chen Liu!"

The green-robed man is the number one counselor under the command of Grand Sima Dong Zhuo, Li Ru and Li Wenyou.

"Li Ru?"

The young man is the current king of Chenliu, Liu Xie. He frowned slightly when he heard this name, but he put away his dagger, and his expression became calm. Dong Zhuo's chief clerk didn't know what Li clerk Li's late-night visit was all about!"

"Someone came here to relieve King Chenliu's worries!" Li Ru said with a smile.

"This king is keeping his filial piety for his father, why worry about it!"

Liu Xie waved his hand and said: "Master Li has been thinking too much, please go back!"

"King Chenliu's worry is between life and death!" Li Ru said softly.

Liu Xie trembled all over, his eyes were cold, and his fists were raised inadvertently.

"It's ridiculous!" Liu Xie suppressed his breath, and said coldly: "I am the younger brother of today's son, the King Chen Liu hand-picked by His Majesty, who dares to act presumptuously in front of this king, what is the worry of life and death!"

"His Royal Highness Chen Liu doesn't want to know how the Empress Dowager died?" Li Rudao: "Since the Empress Dowager can die, a younger brother can just..."

"You don't need to talk too much!"

Liu Xie interrupted Li Ru: "I trust my brother, and I won't listen to you sowing discord!"

"King Chen Liu believes in His Majesty, so does King Chen Liu trust the Empress Dowager?" Li Ru struck again, like a torrent, breaking the defensive dam in Liu Xie's heart to pieces.

Liu Xie was silent.

Indeed, he believed in Liu Bian, but Queen Mother He, he was afraid of going into the tiger wolf, that would kill him.

"Then King Chenliu is in this deep mountain and wild forest, and does he know that the Queen Mother He has already wooed Mushan!" Li Ru's faint voice made Liu Xie even more silent.

"Mushan? To be the Imperial Tutor?"

Liu Xie felt a chill in his heart, and he was a little chilly all over.

"His Royal Highness Chen Liu, in today's world, only our chief Sima can save His Highness!"

Li Ru made a final conclusion.

"Big Sima?"

Hearing this, Liu Xie suddenly raised his head, his eyes were vivid, and he said quietly: "Dong Zhuo of Xiliang is very ambitious, how can I trust you and others!"

"King Chen Liu doesn't trust us, who else can you trust now, those civil servants who have no power to restrain a chicken, or Lord Sikong who is at odds with the former emperor?" Li Ru asked: "Even if they can convince His Highness, can they trust us?" Can you save His Highness's life?"

Liu Xie was silent again.

In this Luoyang City, it is not a question of who he trusts, but a question of who he can trust.

Once Empress Dowager He wins over Mu Shan, it's easy to attack him, and he can't just catch him.

In the entire Luoyang City, apart from the soldiers under Mushan, there are only Xiliang soldiers outside the city. Li Ru is right. If he wants to live, he can only trust the Xiliang Army and seek skin from tigers...

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After returning to Luoyang, Mu Jing was forced to lie on the bed for three days. During these three days, his Jingping Courtyard was completely taken over by Zhang Ning's Taiping Guards, and he was placed under house arrest. No, you can't see outsiders, you can only cultivate carefully.

In fact, his health hadn't recovered from the beginning. Even though Zhang Ning, a master of medicine, was watching by him, he couldn't help but get hurt every day.

Before Zhang Ning climbed mountains and waded to collect medicines and make alchemy for him, it was regarded as an internal injury caused by excessive practice, but not long after, he was assassinated by a sword again. hurt.

Zhang Ning worked so hard to heal his injuries, but it didn't take long, and he didn't care about his body being exposed to the rain, which caused wind-cold symptoms, which made Zhang Ning speechless in anger .

So she directly said that inside and outside the mansion, within three days, anyone who dares to enter Jingping Courtyard on official business will be beaten out with a stick.

All of a sudden, the Jingping Courtyard became extremely quiet, and even the long-time slaves and maidservants who passed by did not dare to walk loudly, for fear of disturbing the vicious soldiers of the guards inside the Jingping Courtyard.

Three days later, when Zhang Ning thoroughly confirmed that Mu Jing's body had got rid of the wind-cold symptoms, but was still a little weak, that was your lifting of the ban, but the ban continued.

Zhang Ning ordered that Mujing was not allowed to leave the Jingping Courtyard within one month.

Now Zhang Ning's words are more effective than the imperial decree, not to mention Mu Jing, Huang Zhong stood unswervingly behind her in the mansion, Huo Shao knew he was wrong, so he didn't dare to say a word, as for the mansion The master, Mu Shan, even took her words as your oracle.

Mujing could only obediently be grounded.

Of course, although he was grounded, many things were under his remote control.

The bookstore in the courtyard.

Mu Jing sat cross-legged, holding a book of Confucian classics in his hands, and kept flipping through it, just looking at it for a few moments, and his mind was not on it at all.

"My lord, this is from Jing Wusi!"

Huo Yu handed over the secret letter with three coats of wax paint, which was Jing Wusi's sealing method. Once it was sent, even a master could not restore the sealing paint on it.

Mu Jing put down the book, opened the secret letter, looked at it, and sneered slightly at the corner of his mouth: "Liu Xie is coming back!"

"Is it King Chen Liu?"

Now it is Xi Zhicai who is running outside. After all, Mu Jing has been grounded, so there needs to be someone outside to deter the overall situation. Only Xi Zhicai is the most suitable, and it is Hu Zhao who is suppressing the overall situation for him in Mu Jingshu Pavilion.

When Hu Zhaochu came out of Luhun Mountain, Luoyang City was very strange to him, and the power of the Mu family and his son was also very strange to him. He had just arrived here, and he needed to be familiar with all the surroundings and all the factions under Mujing's command, etc. wait.

So he has been in the bookstore these days, reading the materials in the bookstore and the letters conveying news. Of course, sometimes he is also handling official business for Mujing.

It has to be said that Hu Zhaozhi is talented, but Mu Jing still underestimated Mu Jing. Mu Jing has a mountain of official affairs, and in his hands, he has already handled them properly in just a day or two, which opened Mu Jing's eyes.

What is the talent of the military adviser, I have not yet known, but the ability to handle government affairs has already let Mu Jing know that he has picked up a great treasure this trip.

"Um!"

Mu Jing nodded: "Sir, do you know what it means for King Chen Liu to return to Beijing?"

"It means that he has the confidence to save his life!" Hu Zhao saw the mystery at a glance, and said softly: "On the court, although Emperor Guangxi is a puppet, he is also safe. He is the younger brother of the current emperor, Emperor Guangxi His only biological brother is also the most likely candidate to inherit the throne of Emperor Guangxi, but it is very dangerous!"

"I just want to know where his confidence comes from!" Mu Jing picked up a pen, wrote a letter, then waxed it, and handed it to Huo Yu: "Send it to Jingwu Division!"

"promise!"

Huo Yu accepted the order and sent out the secret letter.

"Mu Shizi, you are free!" At this time, Xi Zhicai came back from the outside after running for a day, took off his boots, stepped on the smooth wooden boards on the floor and walked in, sat down on the opposite side of Mujing, and said with a sneer .

"Ha ha!"

Mu Jing hurriedly poured tea: "Looking at what I said, I don't want to, but the family has a foot restraint order, and I can't go out even if I want to, so I have to run more!"

"Today's Dibao!"

Xi Zhicai handed out the newspaper in his hand.

Today is the first day of Hongdu Journal's release.

"Not bad!" Mu Jing looked at the edition of the Mansion Newspaper. It was opened in four quarters and eight editions. The front and back were full of content. The typesetting was good, the fonts were very clear, and the strong smell of ink came out, which seemed more refined in this era. breath.

"How many copies?" Mu Jing asked.

"According to what you said, [-] copies!"

Xi Zhicai is very serious when it comes to business: "All free gifts, six streets and twelve squares in the city, set up designated shops, start at Chen hour in the morning, and three hours, all are eaten!"

"It depends on the reaction now!" Mu Jing said in a deep voice after hearing the words.

"This residence newspaper is very innovative!"

Hu Zhao came over and sat cross-legged beside him, holding the mansion newspaper, looking at the Hongdu Xue newspaper on it, the left and right pages, the front is Confucianism, there are many poems and proses of the sages, and the highlights are extracted.

However, the following version has some small white essays, which are some fables, not fables by some editor, but small fables based on the deeds of the sages. The writing is lifelike, and the writer is extraordinary.

In the next few editions, some policy trends of the imperial court were randomly written on the left. This kind of trend is basically known to officials, and it is not a secret, but it is a bit novel to go up there brazenly. Wait, those trivial housework, but let people feel the reality of this matter.

"Sir, do you think this residence newspaper will allow us to form an influence among scholars?" Mu Jing asked with his eyes brightened.

"meeting!"

Hu Zhao said: "It will definitely, it just takes time!"

"time?"

"Correct!"

Hu Zhaodao: "The aristocratic family can form a huge influence among scholars, which is accumulated from generation to generation. If you want to compete with the aristocratic family in this respect, the influence is still not enough, and it will take time to accumulate!"

"I understand!"

Mu Jing understood in seconds, and began to order: "Brother Zhicai, this Dibao will more than double the number of prints, and then give away half a month for free. I want a copy to hurt people, so that the influence of Dibao will blossom everywhere in Luoyang!"

Only when the Di Bao has enough influence can he achieve the greatest effect of his purpose of issuing the Seeking Talent Order.

"That sounds good, have you found the editor-in-chief of Hongdu Journal?" Xi Zhicai asked suddenly after hearing the words.

"Ha ha!"

Mujing smiled sheepishly: "Those who are able will do more work. Since you can do this, it doesn't matter if you take it on first!"

Originally, he invited Hu Zhao out of the mountain for the Hongdu Journal, but after he invited Hu Zhao out of the mountain, he felt that it was a bit overkill for Hu Zhao to go to the Hongdu Journal. He wanted to train Hu Zhao as a counselor by his father's side.

His father, Mu Shan, is the imperial tutor. He sees things differently. The advisers around him are more demanding. Jiang Lu is already the best, but in the end he is restrained by his vision. He has been in Nanyang for many years and has never seen the world. So in acting, too cautious.

Hu Zhao is different, when it comes to talent and learning, he and Xi Zhicai sit together and discuss learning all night, and Xi Zhicai has to treat him like a gentleman, so one can imagine his talent and learning.

And in terms of vision, in terms of political experience?

Hu Zhao started to toss in Luoyang more than ten years ago. He had assisted the late emperor, fought against aristocratic families, and experienced court politics. Xi Zhicai and Jiang Lu were far different from him in this regard.

"roll!"

Xi Zhicai gave him a squinting look, and said: "You said it lightly, take it up first, do you know that there are too many things in here, I don't have the energy to put it in here!"

He has to be busy with a lot of things now, Mujing is grounded, he has to watch over Jingping Trading Company, Da Sima Mansion, and the military report handed over by Jingping Army from Sishuiguan. Review, if this continues, he will die young.

"Sir, you are well-informed, can anyone recommend someone?" Seeing Xi Zhicai's appearance of going crazy, Mu Jing had no choice but to ask Hu Zhao.

"I have lived in seclusion for many years, and was rejected by Guanzhong scholars. I don't know much about the Confucians in Luoyang City. But if it is Yingchuan, I can recommend one or two, who are worthy of the position of editor-in-chief of this newspaper!"

Hu Zhao thought for a while and said.

"It doesn't matter where it is, as long as it is a talent, I want it!" Mu Jing said excitedly.

"Well!"

Hu Zhao walked over to his place, first wrote a letter, then sealed it, and then recruited two people outside the door, and asked them to send it out: "I mean, whether it can be done or not depends on their own intention!"

"Thank you, sir, for relieving your worries. If you relied on him to shepherd the dragon map, you would have died early!"

Xi Zhicai saluted Hu Zhao. He admired Hu Zhao's talent and learning very much. This is a person whose knowledge and experience in governing far surpass him.

(End of this chapter)