Nanming: I can build wonders

Chapter 392 The Anti-pornography Great Success (Please Subscribe!)

The shopkeeper suddenly turned his head and looked at the editor-in-chief of his own newspaper. He said that the editor-in-chief was just a down-and-out old scholar who he found from the side of the road for cheap.

It is because he claims to have read sage books for several years, and when he is rich, he still likes to write and draw in arty style, and he is often penniless, so he recruits people easily.

He only needs to pay one silver dollar for the food for a month. The editor-in-chief is cheaper than the workers in charge of printing newspapers. He really has no reason to refuse.

But looking at it now, he was afraid that his greed for cheap would get him into big trouble. He glared at him instantly, and said loudly, "Old Wang! Get out!"

In the back room, the old Wangtou came out quickly after hearing the sound.

But he was in a daze due to poor eyesight, and said in a daze, "What's the matter, shopkeeper, I'm compiling tomorrow's gossip!"

Hearing this, not only the shopkeeper's face changed, but even Huang Liangji's and Shao Tingcai's faces changed immediately: This old man, what did he say he was compiling?
Gossip and anecdotes are the core of "Yingtian Evening News" able to stand in the capital and have a certain status. The current private newspapers are almost without exception copying the operating strategy of Huangming Daily, and this newspaper is no exception.

Seeing the shopkeeper's unstoppable forehead sweating, Huang Liangji immediately understood that there must be something wrong with this newspaper, otherwise the shopkeeper wouldn't be so nervous after seeing him.

The most important thing is that it is even more impossible for the man known as the old Wangtou to shake his legs like a sieve, so Huang Liangji said sharply: "What's going on, you haven't really recruited it!"

The shopkeeper suddenly collapsed on the ground, and the old Wangtou's face was also pale, and after finally seeing who the person who came was, his heart was ashamed.

Anecdotally, their "Yingtian Evening News" is not just as simple as it appears on the surface, the old Wangtou, who feels that his life may be lost, exhausted all his strength, trying to rush back to his house under the eyes of everyone. .

"Quick, subdue this guy, don't let him run away!"

Old Wang's head was also dizzy for a while, and he didn't think about how he could outrun the strong Jin Yiwei with his body.

Almost a moment later, he was pressed to the ground, hesitating and unable to say anything.

The shopkeeper quickly knelt down on the ground and said loudly: "My lord, my lord, we really didn't intend to commit crimes, but this business is not easy. If we don't do something, it will be difficult for us to gain a foothold in the capital!"

"This is the reason? Don't say it, now it seems that the official is here at the right time, everyone go in and search for me!"

Huang Liangji gave an order.

All the guards in Jinyi rushed in, and Shao Tingcai who was at the side was also extremely shocked. He didn't expect that there were really tricks in this newspaper office.

"Huang Qianhu, if there is anything Shao can do for you, just tell me."

"Sir Shao, there's no need, wait a while to see the situation."

Huang Liangji's eyes were fixed on the shopkeeper who was kneeling on the ground, and it didn't take long for several Jinyi guards to rush out from inside, and said to Huang Liangji, "My lord Qianhu, there is something wrong with this newspaper. There's more to it than that!"

"They are fabricating news, and there are some, unspeakable books!"

"Okay, take them all. It seems that we have gained a lot when we go out today. The shopkeeper and the editor-in-chief escorted Jin Yiwei for interrogation, and the rest will be handed over to Lord Shao in a while!"

Shao Tingcai glanced at Huang Liangji gratefully.

This is obviously to seek some credit for himself, after all, he just came to Jinyiwei alone to ask for help, no matter how you look at it, he can't be regarded as participating in this operation.

Shao Tingcai: "Huang Qianhu, you are too polite!"

"I'm afraid there's still a lot going on in this matter, and we still need to continue our investigation, so these things have to be left to Mr. Shao to worry about. Ying Tian Fu Ya wants to help us, Jin Yiwei!"

Huang Liangji winked, but then his expression changed, he took away the two people present very seriously, left a few people for Shao Tingcai, and left.

The newspaper office was also guarded and no one was allowed to approach.

Shao Tingcai waited for a while, then a servant from the government office rushed over and said to Shao Tingcai, "Master Fu Yin, what, what's going on?"

"Let's help Jin Yiwei crack an important case. Now let's get all these people back to the government office. We must take good care of them, and we must not let anyone go."

"Obey!" The servants then took everyone present and left.

Jin Yiwei's interrogation was very fast. Almost that night, the shopkeeper of the newspaper office gave everything in detail. Of course, it was not his turn not to confess. After all, Jin Yiwei had many tricks.

Ever since he entered Jinyiwei's interrogation room, he had been subdued from the bottom of his heart.

Then the shopkeeper confessed, and he also had to confess with all the physical witnesses.

It not only included private goods in the "Yingtian Evening News", but also hired a lot of rogue-like scholars to write some romantic brothel articles, and the main buyers of this evening newspaper were also regular customers who often wandered in brothels.

It would be impossible for the contents of the newspaper to attract them with just a few stories. In fact, the treasurer didn't just do these things in the newspaper.

It also cooperates with the big brothels in Yingtian City, and publishes the information of "new tea" in various places on it every day, and ranks whose young master spends more money, and which brothel has the most handsome newcomer.

After coming and going, the evening newspaper business is in full swing.

Recently, because of the news that Zhu Kezang is about to go to the train station to take the royal train to Hangzhou, the shopkeeper is tempted to write an article on it.

As a result, there was fuel to the flames, in order to create anecdotes passed on by word of mouth among ordinary people.

However, the abacus was good.

It's just that the later results may not be what he thought. The sales of the newspaper did not skyrocket, but because of the public opinion he inadvertently led, Shao Tingcai and Huang Liangji came to the door.

Huang Liangji made a surprise interrogation overnight, wrote the confession and what Shao Tingcai said in the morning, and handed it to Chen Weiguo, the governor.

At night, Chen Weiguo raised his eyes to look at the subordinates who came to visit suddenly, and said: "If you have anything to say, just say it directly, be careful of making mistakes, and you will suffer in the end!"

"My lord, Huang Liangji from Qianhu has just sent two copies of the essay, saying that he is in a hurry to send it to your lord for decision."

After hearing this, Chen Weiguo said, "Then bring it."

After looking at it for a while, Chen Weiguo squinted his eyes and said: "Anecdote, are the people free to discuss it? This small newspaper is so bold that it sent a message to Huang Liangji. The official knows it and tells him to investigate it seriously!"

"Yes, my lord!"

After talking about the newspaper office, Chen Weiguo looked at another copy of the text, and just opened it for a while, his brows were tightly wrinkled together, and he couldn't help saying: "These people are afraid that they will be far away from the train on weekdays." It’s getting closer, but now it’s doing something like this.”

"Well, it seems that tomorrow, we should go to the emperor to discuss it. This matter is of great importance. If something happens, Long Yan will be furious, who can take care of it!"

Chen Weiguo waved his hand, motioning for the Jinyiwei Baihu to retreat first.

As night fell, it became slightly cooler, and Ying Tiancheng gradually became quiet as before.

(End of this chapter)