Chapter 419 tit for tat
Just as many officials at the scene were still discussing anecdotes that had happened in and around the capital in recent days, two sedan chairs of different colors stopped one after the other.

Among them, many officials who knew the owners of the two sedan chairs immediately exclaimed.

"This is the sedan chair of Elder Yan Ge and Elder Xu Ge, why did they come here in person?"

At this moment, Zhao Zhenji, who was in an inconspicuous corner, looked along the line of sight of everyone, and also saw Yan Song and Xu Jie, who were getting off the sedan chairs with the support of the bearers.

Yan Song and Xu Jie seemed to have expected that the other party would come, so there was not much surprise on their faces.

Seeing Xu Jie with a smile on his face, he came to Yan Song first and said hello.

"I've seen Mr. Yan Ge!"

Yan Song withdrew his gaze from Xu Jie, and responded unhurriedly.

"Ah."

Seeing that Yan Song responded to him, Xu Jie immediately added.

"For things like this, you can leave it to the servants in the mansion. Why do you need to go there yourself?"

After listening to Xu Jie's words, Yan Song smiled and responded indifferently.

"I'm used to it. Some things have to be done in person before I can rest assured!"

Seeing that Yan Song and Xu Jie had almost exchanged greetings, many officials at the scene dared to salute respectfully.

"I've been waiting to see Mr. Ge!"

"Ah."

Yan Song and Xu Jie didn't care much about the greetings from many officials at the scene, but stood aside on their own, and started chatting. No official dared to approach.

Zhao Zhenji in the corner looked at the aura exuded by Yan Song and Xu Jie, and his heart was full of envy, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"It's so majestic. It would be great if I, Zhao Zhenji, could join the cabinet someday!"

Seeing that the gossip was almost done, Yan Song suddenly changed the subject and started talking about business.

"By the way, Mr. Xu Ge, do you know what happened in Zhejiang recently?"

When Xu Jie heard Yan Song's words, doubts appeared on his face at the right time, he frowned, and immediately asked.

"Old Yan Ge, hasn't Zhejiang been quite peaceful all the time? What happened?"

Next, without waiting for Yan Song to respond, Xu Jie followed up and added.

"Having said that, I have to congratulate Yan Ge in advance for being old here. In a month or two, the mulberry seedlings planted by the mulberry farmers before will be able to officially produce mulberry leaves, and this also means that changing rice to Sang finally made a small achievement."

"When the time comes, His Majesty will not treat you, a great hero, badly!"

After listening to Xu Jie's words, Yan Song's face remained unchanged, he smiled, and immediately responded unhurriedly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xu Ge, things will come to a conclusion soon!"

After listening to Yan Song's response, Xu Jie also said with emotion.

"Yeah, things will come to an end soon!"

After this round of probing, both Yan Song and Xu Jie expressed their attitudes. Next, the real fight will begin!

After that, both parties walked away from each other without any trace, Yan Song put on a look of resting his eyes with his eyes closed, and Xu Jie casually looked at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

As time went by, it was finally time to officially launch the newspaper.

As for the officials present, seeing that neither Yan Song nor Xu Jie made any movement, they did not dare to make any moves, so the atmosphere at the scene froze.

And the shopkeeper in charge of selling newspapers has never seen such a scene before, his sixth sense is frantically warning, if he interrupts at this time, the consequences will be unbearable!

Just like that, the shopkeeper had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and quickly pressed down the servant who wanted to speak out to remind him not to speak.

The scene in front of them made many officials present a little puzzled. Aren't these two chatting vigorously just now? Why in the blink of an eye, one is resting with his eyes closed, and the other is looking at the ground.

"The point is, even if the two of you don't buy newspapers, we want to buy them. Can you please move?"

Just like that, many officials present all set their eyes on Zhao Zhenji who was in the corner.

Zhao Zhenji didn't know how to deal with the crowd's expectant gazes on him.

"What do you mean, what are you all watching me do, you have to go by yourself!"

Zhao Zhenji lowered his head, trying to ignore the eyes of everyone, but when he raised his head, he suddenly found that the eyes of everyone looking at him were also full of hope.

Helpless, Zhao Zhenji had no choice but to muster up courage, and with extremely heavy steps, he bravely came to Yan Song and Xu Jie, and called out softly, "Old Yan Ge, old Xu Ge?"

Hearing Zhao Zhenji's call, the two came back to their senses. After looking around, they put on a belated look.

"Oh, the time is up so soon, Mr. Xu Ge, let's go there!"

"Ah."

Seeing that Yan Song and Xu Jie finally made a move, all the officials present breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Zhao Zhenji with gratitude.

At this moment, Zhao Zhenji, looking at the backs of Yan Song and Xu Jie, was full of puzzlement, and said to himself silently: "You two, one is the chief assistant of the cabinet, and the other is the second assistant of the cabinet. It’s fine for the servants to do it, but it’s really strange to come here in person.”

Seeing the arrival of Yan Song and Xu Jie, the shopkeeper in charge of selling newspapers hurried forward and handed the newspapers prepared in advance to the two respectfully.

"You two, this is the newspaper issued by the imperial court!"

"Ah."

Yan Song and Xu Jie responded in an unrecognizable way, and immediately took over the newspaper, and began to concentrate on browsing the content on it.

The moment he took the newspaper, Yan Song keenly sensed that the newspaper in front of him was made of excellent materials, and he felt an indescribable sense of comfort in his hand. The fragrance of ink is refreshing.

The contents of the newspaper are mainly the detailed reports of the great victory on the front line a few days ago, including the whole process of capturing the Great Khan of Tatar. In addition, the newspaper also interspersed with the memories of some of the parties involved.

Although Yan Song and Xu Jie had already read the detailed battle report submitted by the front line before this, the newspaper in front of them made them feel novel!

Soon, Yan Song finished browsing the contents of the newspaper, then turned his gaze to the shopkeeper, and asked.

"How many newspapers do you have here?"

Faced with Yan Song's inquiry, the shopkeeper did not dare to hide anything, and immediately gave a response.

"My... my lord, this... here is the first batch of printed newspapers, and there are five thousand copies in total."

When Xu Jie heard this, he immediately turned his gaze to Yan Song and suggested.

"Old Yan Ge, how about this, let's buy two thousand newspapers each."

"Let them divide the rest!"

Yan Song didn't raise any objections to Xu Jie's proposal, but nodded and immediately responded.

"Well, that's it!"

……

After Yan Song and Xu Jie left in sedan chairs, the remaining officials dared to step forward and ask the shopkeeper to buy newspapers. Due to Zhao Zhenji's previous performance, many officials at the scene finally decided to let Cho Jung-gil took the lead in buying newspapers.

In the eyes of these officials, this is not just buying newspapers, but showing their attitude to the emperor!

Seeing Zhao Zhenji's arrival, the shopkeeper hurried up to greet him, and said respectfully, "My lord, there are only [-] newspapers left. How much do you think you want?"

When Zhao Zhenji heard this, her face was full of astonishment: "What!"

(End of this chapter)

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