I'm not a genius in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 382 Maybe We Are All Wrong

As soon as the "Datang Evening News" was published, the entire city of Chang'an exploded instantly.Its power, with the departure of the caravan, took Chang'an City as the radiation point, and spread in all directions at an unimaginable speed.

Chang'an City, which had been maintaining its superficial tranquility, suddenly became slag, and an invisible undercurrent began to surge crazily underground in Chang'an City.

Traffickers and pawns, ordinary people just have a little more after-dinner conversation, but many aristocratic families and scholar-bureaucrats immediately smelled the unusual taste.Especially when they saw the four familiar Feibai bodies from "Datang Evening News", everyone was even more frightened.

"Datang Evening News" must not live!
As the perpetrator of all this, Wang Zi'an returned to his mansion in Chongrenfang calmly.He has important things to do today, to replace his bedroom, study, and living room with bright glass windows.

Although he is particularly fond of this kind of antique buildings with a strong flavor of Sui and Tang Dynasties, it does not mean that he is willing to live in such a room for a long time.He still hopes to see more traces of his previous life at this time.

The carpenter had been found a long time ago, and a new-style window lattice was built according to his drawings.

Instead of the simple and crude large windows of the later generations, he creatively combined the simple and exquisite window lattices carved with exquisite patterns like the Tang Dynasty with the large glass windows of the later generations.The windows in the study have been replaced, using the latest production of glass, double-layered inside and outside, warm in winter and cool in summer.

Sitting in the study room, looking out through the carved window lattice, there are pavilions, terraces and pavilions, green trees and red flowers, antique and poetic, with a fresh and bright look, and the heart is filled with beauty.

He was enjoying the study room he had just built, and was thinking about going back to Gaolaozhuang to see how the windows were installed, when he saw Xu Zitong walking quickly and whispering a few words in his ear. With that sentence, Wang Zi'an's face suddenly became strange.

"Go, go and see—"

Following Xu Zitong, he walked to the small courtyard dedicated to Datang Evening News. Seeing the sudden addition of sixty strong men, Wang Zi'an couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

"Does Your Majesty have any other orders?"

Wang Zi'an asked, and a middle-aged man of medium build who looked very capable stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Your Majesty asked me to wait for everything to follow the orders of Lord Hou, and ensure the safety of printing technology."

"What's your name?"

Wang Zi'an glanced at him and asked casually.

"Humble post Bu Xingshan."

The middle-aged man put his posture very low.Wang Zi'an smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

"Old Bu, right? You will be their head from now on, and you will be in charge of all the data scouting, information sorting, security and other logistics work of the Datang Evening News. In addition, you will also send someone to look at the piece on sale at the front desk, so as not to be caught by others." Make trouble at home..."

The corners of Bu Xingshan's mouth twitched involuntarily, it was because he caught people like himself and ordered them to death.

Facing his gradually bitter face, Wang Zi'an acted as if he didn't see him, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"Old Bu, I'm very optimistic about it, work hard, if there is any shortage in manpower, you can tell me, and I will make it up for you later-by the way, I don't need to pay the salary, right?"

Wang Zi'an suddenly remembered something, and turned around to add another sentence.

Bu Xingshan: "..."

Wang Zi'an couldn't help laughing, and patted Bu Xingshan who was about to twitch.

"Work hard, I will give you credit for your Majesty—"

The expressions on the faces of Bu Xingshan and others were considered to be a little better.

There are coolies delivered to your door for free, and you don’t need them for nothing. Wang Zi’an doesn’t reject their arrival at all, but is slightly happy. Having these people in his hands means that the Datang Evening News has completely stamped the background of His Majesty Li Er. , The safety factor has gone up several grades at once.And many things are much easier to operate.

Thinking of this, he patted Bu Xingshan on the shoulder with a smile.

"Now that you're here, let's start working. You will be directly responsible to Mr. Xu in the future. If you have anything to do, just report to Mr. Xu."

Wang Zi'an pointed to Xu Zitong who was beside him, and Bu Xingshan hurried forward to salute.

"Okay, go ahead, I'll go back first, I'm still busy decorating the house, I can't get away—"

After Wang Zi'an finished speaking, Shi Shiran turned around and left, just took two steps, then stopped suddenly, and waved to Bu Xingshan.

"You go back, I want all of Webster's black materials - don't tell me you don't have any. You just say what I said, you must get it back before noon today, I will use it tomorrow -"

Wang Zi'an's voice was very soft, but when Bu Xingshan heard it, shocking waves set off in his ears.He didn't dare to think too much about such things, he bowed his head and greeted a young man. After explaining a few words, the man's expression changed a little, then he lowered his head and hurried to up.

The matter is over.Wang Zi'an no longer cared about the affairs here, and went back on his own, but when he went back to the study, all the craftsmen were gone!

After asking, Yang Cai'er dragged her to Xiulou.Wang Zi'an couldn't help laughing, this girl really has a soft spot for that Xiulou, forget it, she can live wherever she likes.

Arriving at Xikuai, Yang Cai'er rested her cheeks on her hands and watched the craftsmen remodeling the windows of her own show building. Seeing Wang Zi'an approaching, a gleam of joy flashed in the corner of her eyes. She didn't speak, but just stepped aside.Wang Zian sat down beside her, and gently held her hand in his palm.

"Won't it look better with glass windows?"

The corners of Yang Caier's eyes were red, and she nodded vigorously.Knowing that she must have remembered the past again, Wang Zi'an shook her hand with some pity, and didn't know how to comfort her, so he just sat quietly with her all morning.

"Thank you--"

At noon, when Fangzheng came to invite the two of them to dinner, Yang Caier suddenly said something in a low voice.Wang Zi'an couldn't help laughing.

"Do we still need to say thank you?"

While talking, he gave her a pat on the head.Yang Cai'er frowned in an instant, chasing after Wang Zi'an for a fight, shedding cheerful and crisp laughter all the way.Ever since Wang Zi'an told her the allusion of laughing and touching the dog's head, she has been very resistant to this action...

In the shade of a tree not far away, Uncle Geng and Fang Zheng watched everything in front of them in silence. After a long time, Fang Zheng spoke in a complicated tone.

"Isn't such a princess good?"

Uncle Geng didn't speak, and a guilty look flashed across his wrinkled face.After a long time, he sighed softly, turned around and staggered away in a dull mood.

"Maybe we were all wrong. It's been almost 20 years, and this world is no longer that world. During this time as a brother, I kept thinking, is it too selfish and cruel for us to bring in the little princess..."

(End of this chapter)