Zhu Youzhen hesitated, there were no antibiotics and other medicines at the end of this year, and the main reason for getting sick was to resist with physical fitness. But soon his eyes noticed that Zhang Miniang, who was kneeling beside his brother, was looking at him helplessly.

Maybe it was because she had experienced too much warmth and rejection, but the little girl just looked at him blankly, and she didn't even make a voice of pleading.

The pity in Zhu Youzhen's heart finally overwhelmed the fear of disease, and Su Changqing, who grew up in modern society, could not understand people's fear of plague in the backward agricultural era.

The short hesitation only made Zhu Youzhen feel more ashamed. He looked at the little girl and said to the * who stopped in front of him: "If it is really going to be sick, then that Zhang Yiniang will be sick a long time ago." Since she is all right, it means that this person is just an ordinary cold, not some plague. ”

Zhu Youzhen pushed * away as he spoke, and walked towards Zhang Yuniang, * and the two subordinates looked at each other, and had to follow Zhu Youzhen head-on.

Zhu Youzhen touched Zhang Miniang's head and comforted gently: "Don't worry, let me see how your brother is doing first." ”

When Zhu Youzhen squatted down and looked at the young man lying on the ground, he realized that he seemed to have fallen into a coma.

Looking at the young man with a red face and a mouth that kept babbling, Zhu Youzhen felt that unless there were antibiotics and glucose drips in the future, this young man would probably be more than lucky.

Zhu Youzhen was about to say something, but when he turned his head, he saw the little girl looking at him with tears in her eyes, and suddenly swallowed everything back.

"Zhao Xiong and that one, find a door panel and carry him to a nearby medical hall or pharmacy to have a look." Zhu Youzhen turned to the three of them and said.

Zhao Xiong and another brocade-clothed guard froze for a moment, but the reaction was much faster, he turned around and whispered to his subordinates: "Why don't you go and find a door panel, didn't you hear the son's orders?" ”

"Yes, sir." The two brocade-clothed guards habitually bent down and saluted in agreement. The clumsiness of the two subordinates made * a little embarrassed, he thought: "I knew that I would bring two smarter guards, and I thought that I wanted to protect His Majesty outside the palace, so I specially selected two who could fight." As a result, these two people only grow muscles and not brains, and they don't look at His Majesty's eyes at all, which is really a mistake. It's better to let them do some physical work on the periphery next meeting, so as not to make Your Majesty unhappy and affect me. ”

Zhu Youzhen took Zhang Miniang's hand, followed Zhao Xiong and the others out of the yard on a stretcher, and happened to meet Wang Chengen, who was walking into the alley to find them.

Without waiting for Wang Chengen to ask, *, who was walking in front of the stretcher, briefly told him what had happened.

Wang Chengen glanced at the young man on the stretcher, which was similar to Chongzhen's judgment, and he didn't think that this young man still had much chance of surviving, but since His Majesty had this order, he naturally would not have any objections.

Wang Chengen asked the owner of the steamed bun shop a few words, and knew that after a street corner, turn left 50 steps, and there was a more famous medical center.

When the group came to the door of the Jin's pharmacy that the owner of the bun shop said, Wang Chengen was about to tell Zhu Youzhen that this was the medical clinic they were looking for, but they found that Zhu Youzhen frowned and was staring across the street.

Wang Chengen instructed the two Jinyi guards carrying stretchers: "You go in first, find a doctor to treat this young man, and the martial guards will follow me here to wait for the son." ”

When Wang Chengen walked to Zhu Youzhen's side, he found that Chongzhen was watching something. More than 40 steps across the street is a restaurant. Several Dongchang fans are occupying the door of the restaurant, selling the Ming Times.

The owner of the restaurant was squatting on the threshold of the restaurant with a sad face, and the passers-by on the street avoided these things.

They seemed to be in high spirits, occasionally lighting up pedestrians on the street to come and buy newspapers.

After Wang Chengen saw this situation, his forehead suddenly began to sweat. "These rabbit cubs from Dongchang really don't worry about themselves."

When Wang Chengen was thinking about how to explain, Zhang Qiniang suddenly screamed softly: "It hurts." Only then did Zhu Youzhen realize that he seemed to be holding the little girl's hand too hard because of anger.

After bending down to appease Zhang Yiniang for a while, Zhu Youzhen, who straightened up, suddenly smiled and said to Wang Chengen: "I can't imagine that Dongchang Fanzi is not bad at all in using these crooked and evil brains?" Steward Wang came with me and bought a newspaper to take a look, right? ”

Wang Chengen naturally didn't dare to say anything bad, but he had already scolded Zhang Shaoqi of 1000 households and Wang Yihu of 100 households in Dongchang in his heart.

Although the East Factory was changed to the Daming Times, most of the fans were also abolished. However, the name of the subordinate officials of the East Factory has not been changed, and the person in charge of the Daming Times is still in charge of the punishment of 1,000 households and the punishment of 100 households, in addition to a special appointment by Chongzhen, Liu Jingting, the chief writer of the review article.

Liu Jingting was originally a storyteller, so he summoned storytellers in the capital for training, and how to insert articles in the newspaper when telling stories was responsible for Liu Jingting alone with Chongzhen's approval.

As for the promotion and sale of newspapers on the streets, and the construction of a sales network throughout the capital, Wang Chengen was handed over to arrange.

In order to ensure the control of the Inner Court over the Daming Times, Wang Chengen also deliberately told the two people who had just been promoted from Jinyiwei, who were in charge of punishing thousands of households and punishing hundreds of households, several times, that they must work hard and must not be compared to Liu Jingting.

As a result, now, these two bastards have come up with such a situation, forced to buy and sell, and take the opportunity to blackmail, but fortunately, they are all seen by His Majesty.

"Hey, stop, that's you. What are you hiding, do you want to go to Dongchang Prison to taste what Wang Fa is. Wearing a pointed hat, white leather boots, and a new brown dress with a small ribbon tied around his belt, this is exactly Jia Youcai, the head of the East Factory who was blocking the door of the small restaurant and selling newspapers.

In his 30s, he stepped on a bench with one foot, turned two smooth and shiny walnuts in his left hand, and pointed to a pedestrian dressed as a foreign merchant who had just passed in front of him, and scolded with full anger.

Behind Jia Youcai were 5 or 6 helpers, two of whom were wearing the brown clothes of Dongchang, and the others were dressed as street gangsters.

The pedestrian who was stopped by Jia Youcai was a merchant in his 40s, and his clothes were slightly brighter than others, and it was probably because of this that he was stopped by Jia Youcai.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, the outsider had no choice but to walk up to Jia Youcai and plead in a low voice: "I don't know if this poor lord has any instructions to stop Xiaomin?" ”

"It turned out to be an old west, let's talk about it, what are you doing in the capital?" Jia Youcai glanced at the Shanxi merchants in front of him out of the corner of his eye, and began to interrogate him in a big way.

After asking a few words, Jia Youcai pointed to the flag hanging in front of his desk and asked, "Do you know what is written on it?" ”

This was originally a restaurant that he blocked the door of, and the flag used to attract guests was ripped by Jia Youcai's subordinates, and people wrote two words on it as their signboard.

The Shanxi merchant had a sad face for a long time before he replied cautiously: "But the restaurant? ”

"Knowing it's a rice shop, don't you want to buy food... Rice your grandma, is this a rice shop? Do you know words? Feelings: Are you here to tease grandpa? Jia Youcai was suddenly angry, he who was originally looking at the sky, suddenly stared at this Shanxi merchant and glared.

This can frighten the merchant, he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "The villain is just a cloth dealer, he has never read a book, and he doesn't know a few words, but the villain has always kept to himself, and he really didn't do anything to commit a traitor. ”

Jia Youcai looked at this foreign merchant as a coward, and saw that he had a blanket on his shoulders, and he didn't just sell the goods and collect the money back, so he was greedy in his heart.

However, he immediately thought of his brother-in-law's instructions to punish 100 households Wang Yihu, who had just been promoted to 100 households in Dongchang, and couldn't afford to entangle him and the Hun family, so he got him into Dongchang. But he also warned him that now His Majesty's mind is undecided, and the East Factory has almost been replaced, so he must not use the name of the East Factory to be too ostentatious, so as not to get into trouble.

Although Jia Youcai thinks that his brother-in-law is thinking too much, in recent years, the name of Dongchang has been so majestic, and the officials in Beijing are silent when they mention Dongchang, and there will be people there who can't get along with Dongchang.

However, his official position was obtained by relying on his brother-in-law, and he didn't dare to go too far, and when the time came, it would fall into the ears of his brother-in-law, and maybe he would go back to the guard house to be an idler.

Although Jia Youcai didn't know how to learn, he had a lot of ghost thoughts, he beckoned to the merchant, motioned him to get up from the ground, and then pulled the flag on the table and looked at it for a while.

Then he pointed to the words on the banner and said: "This word reads the newspaper, and this word reads the stall, and together it is called a newsstand." ”

The subordinate beside him, Zhao Yong, the son of Dongchang, pulled his sleeve and whispered to him, "Master Jia, you are pointing the opposite..."

Jia Youcai's face remained unchanged, and according to Zhao Yong's instructions, he read the words on the banner to the merchant again, and then said viciously: "Grandpa taught you to read, shouldn't you do something now to repay grandpa?" Like buying a newspaper or something. ”

The poor merchant, with sweat on his forehead, hurriedly reached into his coat to withdraw the money, kept saying good things in his mouth, and asked carefully: "Dare to ask the uncle, how much does this newspaper cost?" ”

Jia Youcai stretched out his thick right hand, and five fingers as thick as small radishes shook in front of the merchant.

“50… 500 Wen? The foreign merchant looked at Jia Youcai's gloomy face, and hurriedly changed his words.

Jia Youcai suddenly slapped his hand on the table in front of him, and scolded the merchant angrily: "Are you asking for food when you are a grandfather? 500 Wen, grandpa is here in the wind and sun, just to collect your 500 Wen? If you don't have 50 taels, grandpa will take you to see what the prison in Dongchang is like today. ”