The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

This Ya Nei and his friends first ran naked, and then went to the palace to file a complaint. They were slapped clean and turned into a white body. It was exactly the kind of identity that Yun Yan had no status in his heart. And the people watching the excitement are not surprised.

With the limelight of Concubine Zhang in recent years, her brother just made trouble in the Daxiangguo Temple. Is that what happened? Not to mention, her brother was beaten by someone instead of making a trouble!

The few people who went to make trouble together hurriedly pressed for questioning, and then figured out what happened, and they were so frightened that they quickly locked up the people at home, fearing that the officials would condemn them at the same time.

Zhang Yanei is even more miserable. He killed his family's biggest backer and was sent back to his hometown directly. I don't know if there is a chance to come back.

They certainly didn't dare to talk about this kind of thing. Others talked about it, and in the end, they unanimously took the "credit" on Yun Yanhui's body, which made many people feel a little shuddering.

Although this Yunyanhui is the blood of the Zheng family, it is worthy of being mixed in the market. It is so vicious, and you will know after a little inquiries. It turns out that he has long been famous among the people.

I didn't hum or ha, and I was polite to everyone, but I should have thought of how to dominate the Daxiangguo Temple for so long, how could it be easy to get along with.

Look, even if people leave Daxiangguo Temple, they still regard it as their own turf. If someone provokes trouble, it is the younger brother of the favorite concubine, and they will all be beaten! It was a double insult to the body and the soul, too cruel!

What's more difficult to mess with is that the officials still dote on him, and they are all in charge of the money bags for the officials!

I heard that he refused to ask for any official position or title? Too treacherous!

If he has an official title and acts viciously, he can still be impeached, which will damage the official voice, but he is a temporary worker, or the kind of government official who has never made a bad reputation... If he doesn't make any super mistakes, he will be a punch. Smashed on the cotton.

Of course, no one wants to engage in Yunyanhui at the moment. There are many people who have benefited from him, and people like Zhang Yanei and others know in their hearts that they are actually meant by Renzong.

Only for a while, some legends that hadn't spread to the upper circles of Bianjing also spread because of this incident.

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

When Yun Yan returned to the editorial office of the Tokyo Daily, he was watched.

"Look, Master Yun is here..."

"Master Yun has also been a dwarf?"

"Fool, can a dwarf ever do it? It must be a misinformation. Think about it, when Master Yun was in Daxiangguo Temple, he was still a child."

"Oh, I have never seen such a child prodigy, put his talents in these areas, I heard that he was even more ruthless when he was in Daxiangguo Temple..."

"This time the fight was so suffocating, Zhang Jiaya was very arrogant... I have participated in it before, but in the face of the imperial concubine, the official did not punish him severely, or Master Yun was ruthless..."

"Streaking is the concern of the whole city, but it's a pity that we can't get on this news..."

…

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

The editors and reporters laughed.

Yun Yan guessed back that he might be in a scapegoat, but he didn't expect that the black history of the past would have been uncovered, and even the editorial office had been spread. It seemed that everyone knew it, but other people didn't say it in front of him.

"Oh... life is bitter." However, Yun Yan could only admit it when he returned. He couldn't always say that I was an imperial yin person, right?

"For the insider, 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 accepting the interview?" The editor simply took the pen and paper over and sat next to Yun Yanhui and was ready to record at any time. He seemed to ridicule, "I have heard a lot of Mr. Yun's childhood Deeds, I wonder if you can tell us which ones are true and which are false? Did you really give up going to school in order to dominate the Daxiangguo Temple?"

Yun Yan opened his mouth and came back: "Do a character interview? Yes. Let me tell you again. When my mother was pregnant with me, I dreamed of the Buddha. The Buddha said that she was pregnant with a Buddhist guardian. I can remember things three days after birth. When I was three years old, I was spotted by the abbot. I went to the monastery to take care of the practice. My master was proficient in arithmetic. Even if I had experienced four difficulties in Buddhism, it was time for me to be born. Sure enough, When I was eight years old, I didn’t have to go to school to be acquainted with knowledge. I started to manage the temple’s economy and spent time with all the ruffians around me. When I was fourteen or five years old, I left Daxiangguo Temple and came to Kaifeng Mansion’s Tianqing Temple. After all, I’m now The hustle and bustle of the world is 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 is always quiet, I just want to clean more dust The Buddha’s mind opens up the roots of wisdom for more people. Sure enough, I can save more people now. You know, there are not only the Bodhisattva of Cihang Pudu, but also the guardian Vajra, which is glaring at the devil. Except for one person, it is as strong as saving a thousand people. Ten thousand people. This is me, a Buddhist guardian who is dedicated to the world and the people!"

Yun Yan paused for a while, "I've thought about the name of the column for you, how about calling it'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 am still missing a manuscript here..."

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

"The printing workshop said that the paper was out of stock, and asked if I could change to a different kind of paper. These are paper patterns..."

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

Yun Yan went back to where he was to look, and walked to the deputy editor in charge of advertising triumphantly. Hehe, although it hasn't been practiced for many years, the level of business is not something you people can make fun of.

Yun Yan is back this time on behalf of the festival, and discussed with the "Tokyo Daily" about advertising. The opening time of the Puguanze Tourism Festival has been set and needs to be widely announced.

Although the deputy editor-in-chief did not watch, he heard Yun Yanhui's words from a distance. After Yun Yan walked back, he reluctantly said: "Jiang is still old and spicy. After all, he is the editor-in-chief of Kaifeng Mansion News." There are also proponents of new-style newspapers.

"It's easy to say, easy to talk." Yun Yan replied with a deep understanding of the essence of serious nonsense. When he was young, in order to meet the requirements of his superiors, he had made the news "depth", and could only rack his brains to dig.

After the deputy editor knew his intentions, he showed him, "You came early, and there is a good place. This one, and the entire half of this edition are empty."

Yun Yan naturally decided on a good place, took out the slogan prepared here, talked about the desired effect, and after an appointment was made, he 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 he asked: "What is the other half of that edition?"

The deputy editor replied: "An essay."

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

The deputy editor was puzzled, "What do you want for such a freshman edition? Do you post an article?"

Yun Yan picked up his pen and wrote, "Post this for me... What are you looking at me? Can't I be bored and want to show off my wealth?"

…

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

Of course, before that, he has to eat breakfast first.

At this time, Zhao Yunchu was the only one who got up at home, and it was still dark. After eating something to eat, Zhao Yunchu went to the palace. As usual, he stayed in the palace for a long time. He was not summoned, and then he went to Dali Temple.

At this hour, Dali Temple hadn't even ordered a Mao, walked to the door, you could see the monk coming with a stack of newspapers and handing them to the little officials of Dali Temple, who would then take them to distribute them everywhere.

Zhao Yunchu sat in his study for a while, looked at the dossier, and went out when it was a little bit mao.

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

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

Until his immediate boss, Qing Wenyan from Dali Temple, said Ai Ai, "Yunchu...your birthday today?"

It stands to reason that Wen Yanbo didn't 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 grabbed a newspaper in his hand. He opened the newspaper, tapped one side of it, and said, "Ah, probably the entire Bianjing people know..."

"Huh?" Zhao Yunchu took a look at the newspaper. It was today's "Tokyo Daily". I saw that there was a page today, and the entire page was printed with only eight characters, that is, I wish Zhao Yunchu a happy birthday, and the dragon and the phoenix dance. It doesn't look simple at all, because this edition seems to use a special printing method, and it has a slight shading of the word "Shou".

Zhao Yunchu: "!"

Wen Yanbo tutted: "I saw it as soon as I flipped through the newspaper today. It's really unexpected who published this. Since the opening of the Tokyo Daily, no one has thought of buying a full page? Not to mention, it was published like this. Things..."

Someone also came over and said, "I don't have any money. If I have money, if I give my mother one as well, she can't die?"

Someone said: "If it is me, give my wife a board, she can laugh crazy..."

Others smiled and said: "Don't mention it, I guess the people in Bianjing are asking like they are crazy now, who is Zhao Yunchu on earth?"

That’s right. At this time, many people in Bianjing had already gotten the newspaper. Those who knew Zhao Yunchu were enough. Those who didn't know were all curious and envious.

However, this has given a lot of people inspiration-learn from others and see how this plus one is greater than two attention. If you have money, you should spend that way. This effect is absolutely amazing!

"We know who Zhao Yunchu is," Wen Yanbo laughed, "but it's more like knowing who is spending a lot of money to congratulate Yunchu on his birthday in the "Tokyo Daily". Yunchu, you look surprised too, don't you Do you know who it is?"

Zhao Yunchu held Wen Yanbo's newspaper without letting go. He looked at the advertisement and the words on it, and said, "I don't know, maybe it is my admirer."

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