My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 391

[Chapter 388 Where is my newspaper? (Second update)]

Sui Shouren spread his hands helplessly.

“Your Majesty… I can’t buy it!”

“Can’t buy it?”

Emperor An was surprised, and other ministers were also curious, so Sui Shouren told the hot situation that was happening outside Wenxiang Juwai at this time. After listening to the ministers, Tsk-tsk in amazement.

At this time, there was a sea of people outside the door of Wenxiang Residence. Most of them were the diners who had dinner at Wenxiang Residence last night and the scholars in Wuxian Garden. Of course, based on their words, it was far from being a sea of people.

After these people went back last night, they all seemed to show off what they had seen and heard to the people around them who had good relations with them. So they spread the word among ten and ten, and other people gathered outside the door of Wenxiang Residence early in the morning. , and also attracted many people passing by to watch the excitement, surrounding Wenxiangju outside the door.

Fortunately, Wenxiangju had many clerks and newspaper staff who maintained order outside and organized everyone to line up. Although there were many people outside, it did not cause a commotion.

But because there were so many people in line, Sui Shouren wanted to use his identity to force his way in, but he underestimated the people’s desire for newspapers and forced him out.

So at the moment Wenxiang Residence opened its doors, all five hundred newspapers were sold out. Sui Shouren was not only surprised, but also surprised.

“I didn’t expect that the newspaper was so popular!”

“It can only mean that President Jing is very successful!”

“Yes, at least it is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!”

“It’s a pity that I didn’t buy the newspaper. Now I am very interested in the first The newspaper is full of curiosity!”

“…”

A group of ministers were talking, their words revealing their desire and regret for the newspaper. Only Bai Qingyuan was in a daze: Sold…sold out? Is it so popular?

At this time, Jing Zhe asked: “General Sui, since I didn’t buy the newspaper, where is Taifu Bai’s ten taels of silver?”

“Um…”

Sui Shouren didn’t expect that Jing Zhe would still care about such a small issue at this time, and was stunned. After a while, he took it out of his clothes.

“Here, here it is.”

Jing Zhe nodded and went over to take it.

“Since you didn’t get it, General Sui can’t take the money.”

He said and put it in his clothes.

Sui Shouren: …

Bai Qingyuan: …

Ministers: …

Seeing everyone staring at him, Jing Zhe looked calm: “What’s wrong, what are you looking at?”

Sui Shouren pointed to Jing Zhe’s clothes and reminded him in a low voice. : “President Jing…you seem to have pocketed Taifu Bai’s money…”

When Jing Zhe heard this, he smiled and said: “So General Sui said this! Didn’t Taifu Bai say it? In the future, he will mention it in every issue of the newspaper. Please look at it, adults, who should the money for buying the newspaper belong to? “

“…”

Sui Shouren thought for a while, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with this. After all, the newspaper company belongs to Jing Zhe, and so does the money for buying the newspaper. But why does it always feel like something is wrong?

At this time, Bai Qingyuan, who was breathing heavily, finally couldn’t help but stood up, with a sneer on his face: “President Jing, this money is indeed used by me to buy newspapers for the ministers, but now that the newspapers have not been bought, why do you want to use them?” “Pocket this money?”

“…”

Sui Shouren realized what was wrong. Then he saw that Jing Zhe was not in a hurry and had no intention of taking out the money. He explained with a smile: “Actually, I It was expected in advance that the newspaper would be sold out today, and the adults might not be able to buy it even if they had money, so Chen Jiannan, the editor-in-chief of our newspaper, prepared a newspaper for each of you in advance, and he is waiting outside the palace gate! “

Emperor An beamed when he heard that the newspaper was so popular, and he immediately told Sui Shouren: “Go and have a look outside the palace gate and bring the newspaper in!”

After Sui Shouren left, Jing Zhe continued: “I originally wanted to give it away for free! My Lords, I didn’t expect Mr. Bai to be so generous, so I kept the money. From now on, I will go to the Taifu’s house every time before publishing a newspaper, which saves Mr. Bai from giving me the money in person. !”

Jing Zhe said it lightly, but Bai Qingyuan was so angry that he vomited blood.

Is ten taels of silver a lot?

Not much for him at all!

But I can’t swallow this breath!

But there was nothing wrong with what Jing Zhe said, and he boasted about Haikou in front of Emperor An, and he couldn’t change it even if he wanted to!

I can only grit my teeth and swallow this bitter loss.

…

Chen Jiannan completed Jing Zhe’s task very well and came to squat outside the palace gate early in the morning with the newspaper in his arms.

After a while, Sui Shouren came back holding the newspaper.

Jing Zhe took it and began to distribute it, first to Emperor An, then to the Crown Prince and Prince Xiang, and then to Zhu Tong, Yu Sheng and Hao Junguang according to their official titles, but Bai Qingyuan was left out.

Bai Qingyuan curled his lips and wanted to open his mouth, but finally closed it. He also warned himself to be more generous, otherwise he would be laughed at. He didn’t believe that Jing Zhe dared not to give it to him in the end!

What he didn’t expect was that Jing Zhe really didn’t give it to him!

The last person Jing Zhe sent was Wu Xianyong. He handed it over to him very solemnly and then returned to his place.

Bai Qingyuan was stunned for a moment and became angry.

No longer caring about self-cultivation, he asked: “President Jing, where is my newspaper?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, Mr. Bai, prepare one less copy, without yours! If we don’t wait for our newspaper to print it again later, Bai will Taifu just asks the servants at home to buy it. It’s only a hundred cents anyway. If Taifu Bai doesn’t have money, just open his mouth with me!”

“…”

As soon as these words came out, how could Bai Qingyuan have the nerve to open his mouth?

And Wu Xianyong looked down at the newspaper in his hand, and suddenly felt very happy…

Although this guy named Jing didn’t sound like a good guy, he was pretty good this time…

At this time, Bai Qingyuan suddenly discovered that Jing Zhe was still holding Holding a newspaper, he frowned and said coldly: “President Jing, this newspaper was printed and distributed under your supervision, right?”

“Of course, as the president of Da’an Newspaper, this is my responsibility! “

Jing Zhe patted his chest and raised his head.

“In that case, President Jing is familiar with what is published in each section of this newspaper, right?”

Jing Zhe nodded again, looking at him like a fool.

Bai Qingyuan didn’t care and went straight to the topic.

“President Jing, I see you still have a newspaper in your hand. Since you don’t need it yourself, give it to me!”

I paid for all the money, why don’t you want it?

“No.”

Unexpectedly, Jing Zhe didn’t want to betray him at all and refused on the spot.

Bai Qingyuan’s face turned pale.

“Why not?”

“Because…”

Jing Zhe glanced at him and said quietly: “This newspaper is for His Highness Mo Chen! What, is Mr. Bai planning to snatch His Highness Mo Chen’s things? If so, then I’ll

just give it to you. Just tell

His

Highness Mo Chen when the time comes!

”

(End of chapter)