Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

"Thank you, Mr. Lin, for being so considerate to your subordinates!" The reporters were filled with joy, and gratitude surged into their hearts like a tide, and they all looked at Lin Xiaofeng with admiration. The treatment at this newspaper is generous, and even the smallest details such as custom-made mattresses are taken into consideration, which shows Mr. Lin's human touch and caring for his employees. However, in the midst of the joy, Li Dexian frowned, with worry in his voice: "Old Lin, are you a little too harsh in doing this?"

Li Dexian stood up, glanced at the faces that were flushed with excitement, and then fell on Lin Xiaofeng. He said sincerely: "Although your starting point is to let everyone work better, but Is this arrangement too harsh for long hours of intense work and overnight stays at the newspaper?" After hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath and realized the importance of this question. He thought for a moment and answered. He said: "What you said makes sense, I will reconsider it, not only to ensure work efficiency, but also to take into account everyone's health." Before he finished speaking, an atmosphere of tension and expectation filled the entire newspaper office again. Everyone's mood also fluctuated, just like a ship in the waves, waiting for the arrival of the next voyage.

Hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng's face suddenly turned into a heavy look of sorrow and grief. His eyes were filled with sadness, and there was a trace of sadness and blame in his voice: "Why did your Highness say this? Others can tolerate misunderstandings about me, and so can you. Do you have such doubts?" Then he continued with sincerity: "There is no need to elaborate on the hardships at the beginning. Moreover, this newspaper was founded in the name of His Highness, and the future blessings have not yet appeared. What’s the point? Every drop of sweat you shed now is for the sake of not bursting into tears in the future. Besides, isn’t this hard work day and night a kind of training and blessing?”

Li Dexian stared sideways at Lin Xiaofeng, his eyes flickering with suspicion, and a strange emotion secretly arose in his heart. Lin Xiaofeng felt quite helpless about this. After all, the newspaper had just been established and was extremely short of manpower and experience. In addition, the tasks were heavy and time was tight. The efficiency problem could only be made up by redoubling efforts and time. Under such a predicament, he had to constantly inspire the fighting spirit of these innocent scholars, even if it was necessary to provide them with precious supplements such as sea cucumbers to maintain their physical strength.

The night fell and in the dimly lit newspaper office, Lin Xiaofeng's figure stood out among the busy crowd. His eyes were like the stars before dawn, shining brightly despite being tired. He knew that this perseverance and dedication was not a temporary thing, but for the future that was far away but close at hand. At this moment, every word considered and every article published are a silent but powerful challenge to fate, as well as a heavy expectation for the future. And Li Dexian stood aside and witnessed all this, and the doubts in his heart gradually disappeared, replaced by deep admiration for the tenacity of this team. In this narrow but hopeful space, they write their own history with pen and ink, and water the prosperity of tomorrow with their sweat.

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The next day, Prince Daily was published as scheduled, and as soon as it hit the market, it sold out as quickly as a falling leaf in a strong wind. In this ancient society where entertainment life was scarce, this newspaper was like a shining pearl, attracting people to flock to it and rush to buy it. The people in the capital were shocked to realize that there were so many new things they didn't know about the city they lived in every day. Especially the curse on the White Horse Temple attracted the most attention and became a hot topic in the streets. Those holding the newspaper read and searched for answers, while those who could not buy it crowded around the readers, eager to hear the details behind the unsolved mysteries.

On the second day, the White Horse Temple was still shrouded in many doubts and negative rumors, especially the strange incident about the blood of the eminent monk. In just two days, it had been widely spread among the people, and it was like a plague that people avoided. Everything related to the curse was met with indifference and rejection.

As night fell quietly, a group of angry Erdao dealers took advantage of the cover of darkness to secretly sabotage the newly restored White Horse Temple. It was not until dawn on the third day that the secret of the curse of the White Horse Temple was finally revealed - it turned out that the monks in the temple were weak and had low blood quality due to long-term neglect of work and eating only vegetarian food. Lin Xiaofeng took the opportunity to write an article to promote the glory of labor. concept to bring this truth to the world.

After the truth came out, countless people who had been misled denounced the writer as unscrupulous and using their emotions to create a sensation. People flocked to the White Horse Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, hoping to eliminate disasters for this misunderstood ancient temple. However, when they arrived, they found that all the monks in the temple had returned to secular life three days ago. This, the only temple in North Langfang that once carried faith and tradition, had been transformed into a temple under the influence of "scientific" concepts. The dust of history has disappeared in the long river of time. This sudden change not only shocked ordinary people, but also plunged the entire capital into confusion and deep thought.

For several days in a row, the sales of Prince Daily newspapers continued to be as blazing as fire, and even attracted widespread attention in the court. Emperor Jingjiang held a copy of the latest edition of "Prince Daily" that had just been released, and a look of surprise and novelty flashed across his eyes. Recalling that when he first got acquainted with this newspaper, he had a strong interest in its content. As soon as he bought the first page, he was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself. However, although he was shocked by the power of newspapers to spread information and influence the people, he always maintained a cautious attitude and chose to continue to observe the development of this new thing.

At this moment, the newspaper in his hand was already on the eighth page. Every news report made him feel fresh and interesting, like a stream of clear water cleansing his soul. Whenever you are tired from reviewing memorials, reading this newspaper has undoubtedly become an excellent way to relax physically and mentally.

In the court hall, the ministers waited with bated breath for Emperor Jingjiang to finish reading the newspaper. The emperor put down the paper in his hand and expressed sincere admiration: "This newspaper is really unique. I have never heard of so many things in the capital. It seems that Reading this newspaper is a great way to broaden your knowledge and gain insight into the world.”

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Jingjiang glanced at the ministers in the audience, and asked in a solemn and sincere tone: "Dear ladies, you have specially submitted this newspaper to me for review today. Do you have any opinions or suggestions that you would like to express?" Asking is like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples that spread throughout the hall.

A minister stepped forward with a serious and worried look on his face. He spoke slowly: "Your Majesty knows clearly that although this newspaper is a new and popular thing among the people, its influence is as great as a huge wave. Once it gets out of control, , may overturn people's hearts. Therefore, we believe that newspapers must be strictly controlled and a set of regulations must be formulated to standardize operations to prevent anyone from using this platform to cheat and play with people's emotions."

After hearing this, another minister immediately nodded in agreement, with deep worries also showing on his brows: "Wei Chen agrees with the former's point of view. If someone has evil intentions and uses newspapers to spread rumors and incite public opinion, good things may turn into bad things in an instant. . Fortunately, His Highness the Prince personally hosts this newspaper, and we have deep trust in his character and wisdom. However, if others follow suit, I am afraid the situation will be difficult to control. "

Bai Yongyuan also spoke at the right time, with a hint of helplessness and regret in his tone: "Your Majesty, this Prince's Daily is indeed a rare and good newspaper. There are many works by scholars who have shown their talents, which makes people's eyes bright when they read it. The spirit was lifted. But after all, selling it publicly in the name of the prince will inevitably arouse suspicion and even criticism from the people of the world, which is not conducive to the maintenance of the image of the imperial court." He looked around as he spoke, his eyes filled with disdain for the newspaper. A mixture of worries and expectations about future destiny.

When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, his face changed slightly, and a flicker of determination and passion flashed in his eyes. He immediately straightened his back and retorted in an unquestionable tone: "Master Bai's argument is indeed biased! This Each copy of the newspaper is only five cents, and the cost of paper, ink and labor far exceeds this price. What we are doing is actually a loss-making business. This is not a simple business behavior, but a charity initiative. "

In the main hall at this moment, although everyone present had an undercurrent of dissatisfaction with Lin Xiaofeng, no one came forward to refute his heartfelt words. All because his words touch the softness deep in everyone's heart. They both enjoy reading newspapers and hold the dream of starting their own newspaper, but they are unable to start. Lin Xiaofeng's words undoubtedly make them feel the same way.

Then, Lin Xiaofeng did not stop, he glanced at everyone, then turned to Emperor Jingjiang, took a deep breath, and continued: "Your Majesty, although newspapers are wonderful, they may also be used by people with ulterior motives, causing unrest among the people. To this end, I boldly propose that from today on, all newly established newspapers must go through strict approval and filing procedures within the palace to ensure their proper operation. In the future, we will further develop relevant regulations in detail. It is still in the exploratory stage. I am willing. I will do my best to assist His Royal Highness in completing this work and submit it to His Majesty for inspection after completion."

Lin Xiaofeng's words were like earth-shattering words, echoing in the hall. Every word was like a hammer hitting people's hearts, causing silent ripples. The faces of the officials present varied, some were pensive, some agreed, or doubtful, but they were all moved by Lin Xiaofeng's responsibility and enthusiasm, and quietly waited for Emperor Jingjiang's decision.

After hearing what the ministers said, Emperor Jingjiang nodded to show his approval. His eyes were soft and full of appreciation, and they fell gently on Li Dexian. The prince, Li Dexian, has been driven by curiosity recently. He travels to the market with reporters every day, and is exhausted physically and mentally. However, this experience also allowed him to see all kinds of things in the world, and all kinds of strange things appeared before his eyes like a picture scroll. Expand one by one.

Emperor Jingjiang looked sideways at Lin Xiaofeng and said seriously: "I am deeply pleased with Lin Qing's far-reaching strategy. From today on, anyone in the country who wants to establish a new newspaper must first submit it to the palace, and I will personally review and decide." These words As soon as he came out, Lin Xiaofeng looked around quietly and saw that no one had any objections, and a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This is a good time for him to reorganize the newspaper industry. A revolution concerning the order of information dissemination and the direction of public opinion is about to begin.

Lin Xiaofeng's eyes were shining with wisdom, as if he had foreseen the evolution of the future. He knew that this move not only meant the concentration of power, but also a profound grasp of the guidance of people's hearts and the stability of the country. Emperor Jingjiang's move was undoubtedly his recognition and trust in Lin Xiaofeng's ability, and it was also a major entrustment of his responsibility. The ministers present either nodded in agreement or secretly speculated. The atmosphere was subtle and tense, and there was a solemn atmosphere in the air that was about to come.

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In Yangqu County, the night is getting dark, and the lights in Zuiyue Tower are dim. Luo Huajun, the top scholar in martial arts, was sitting with a beautiful woman, drinking and chatting happily, with a look of joy on his face. He frequently raised the wine glass in his hand and lowered it gently. The aroma of wine overflowed in his mouth, and his words continued incessantly. Just as he was immersed in this luxuriant atmosphere, a hurried call suddenly came from outside the door: "Second brother! An urgent letter has been delivered to Xiang Xiehong, please read it!" As soon as these words came out, Luo Huajun's face instantly turned red. Turning pale, his color suddenly changed, he glared and angrily shouted: "Why do you call me 'Second Brother'? Without Xie Hongxin, I am the eldest brother in this world! How can you guys be so impetuous and rude? How can you not know the principle of knocking on the door first?" "

Although he was quite dissatisfied, Luo Huajun still took the envelope and opened it. There was a hint of unexpected joy on his face, and his deep eyes shone with excitement and expectation.

"Ha! How wonderful! My martial arts skills are the best in the world, but I have not been able to use them for a long time. Today I finally have a chance to show off my skills!" As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Huajun quickly left the table and stood up, regardless of the tenderness of the beauty in his arms. Then he walked towards the door. The woman sat helplessly on the bed and called pitifully: "Master, remember to come to the slave's house next time you come." However, at this time, Luo Huajun had already arrived at the door, looking back at her, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth. Smile: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'll be right back."

He turned around gracefully and strode down the stairs. Unexpectedly, his feet slipped and he rolled down the stairs like a kite with its string cut off, causing astonishment from upstairs to downstairs. This scene, played out in the prosperous world of Zuiyue Tower, seemed to be a mockery and test of fate for this conceited hero.

It was so quiet in Zuiyue Tower for an instant that it was as if you could hear the gurgling sound of every drop of wine sliding into the bottom of the cup. The sound was particularly clear in the silence. The two attendants in the corner of the second floor were dumbfounded and couldn't believe the scene that happened before them: Luo Huajun, a usually majestic big man, lost his usual stability under the dual effects of alcohol and fun, rolled down like a ball, and ended up in a mess. Lying on the smooth ground on the first floor, his face was as red as a ripe persimmon. He tried his best to maintain the last trace of dignity, and after a long time he struggled to get up. After taking a moment to catch his breath, Luo Huajun covered up his gaffe in an awkward yet pretentious tone, and scolded himself: "Oh, it's all because of the words "drunk and lust." From now on, I will be in pain. Change your past and train your body.”

Time passed to the ninth day, when the people in the capital woke up and rushed to buy the newly released Prince Daily, a huge list appeared on the front page, which instantly attracted everyone's attention. The names on the list are engraved with the "Ranking of the Grain Stores of the Richest in the Capital". From the officials in the court to the merchants and wealthy households, no one is spared. They are all ranked according to the amount of grain reserves at home, from tens of thousands of shi to hundreds of shi. This shocking ranking list was compiled by Lin Xiaofeng with great pains. It was not a figment of imagination, but based on the data he sent secret agents to visit the various dental clinics in the capital for several days and conducted detailed investigations, combined with the official positions of the officials. The level and daily behavior are carefully estimated.

Immediately after the list, there is an article written by Lin Xiaofeng overnight - "If you are an official and don't care about the people's poverty, it is better to go back to the fields and cultivate prosperous potatoes". The writing in the article is sharp and affectionate, describing the miserable current situation of the disaster in the South in detail, and every word is like a knife cutting through, revealing the hardship of people's livelihood. Lin Xiaofeng used this article to call on all officials in the imperial court to donate generously, donate food and money, and jointly participate in this life-and-death disaster relief operation. In addition, he also uniquely proposed an incentive measure: Anyone who donates enthusiastically will be given priority to publish advertisements in Prince Daily, thereby encouraging private wealth and power to actively participate in social welfare undertakings. This move not only highlights Lin Xiaofeng's thoughtfulness and outstanding talents, but also indicates that a salvation movement that may change the current situation and affect people's hearts is brewing.

As soon as this report appeared, it was like a thunder on the ground, instantly setting off a storm of public opinion in the capital. The curiosity of the people and their dissatisfaction with the powerful class were completely ignited. It was unimaginable that the homes of prominent ministers in the court had tens of thousands of stones of food stored in them. This was undoubtedly frightening and jaw-dropping. And how much gold and silver treasures are hidden in their mansion has triggered endless speculation and heated discussions among countless people. Everyone lamented: It is hard to find honest people in the imperial court. Lin Xiaofeng, who is at the bottom and has no food left in his family, is a special case. His image of being indifferent to fame and fortune is in this turbulent world. It is particularly valuable in this era.

At noon, the sun shines into the newspaper office through the window. Li Dexian is holding the newspaper tightly in his hands, with a restless expression on his face. In contrast, Lin Xiaofeng is sitting leisurely aside, drinking tea slowly. Li Dexian couldn't wait to ask: "Old Lin, are the data above a bit exaggerated? I am quite worried." After hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng smiled slightly and replied leisurely: "Has Your Highness begun to feel fear?" Li Dexian said deeply. Sighing deeply, he said earnestly: "That's not the case. It's just that I am really uneasy. I never expected that the situation would develop so seriously. Now the whole capital is already in an uproar and there are many discussions. What I am worried about is that tomorrow you will How should I face this sudden storm?"

Lin Xiaofeng leisurely put down the steaming cup of tea in his hand. The fragrance of the tea was intertwined with his indifferent smile, as if telling the calmness of a wise man. His eyes shone with determination: "For me, this matter has been carefully planned. Even if the worst result is that I resign from the official position and return to the countryside, Your Majesty will never deprive me of my hereditary status. At that time, I can return to the familiar land of Yangqu County to rest in peace, and your Highness can return to the East Palace safely and continue to perform your duties as the prince. From this point of view, no matter how you look at it, this is a good thing. It's the best of both worlds." After saying this, Li Dexian's face was livid, and his anger was palpable: "Don't even think about escaping from the troubled place in the capital! If you want to leave, I will drag you back to face this chaos together!" When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, he still had a gentle smile on his face, and said softly: "Your Highness, there is no need to be impatient. Let us first focus on how to deal with the challenges of those people in the court tomorrow. Even if they are using scheming and tricks, Gao Ming has now fallen into the center of a whirlpool of public opinion because of this list. As the saying goes, 'if a tree is as beautiful as a tree, the wind will destroy it.' The pressure they are under at this moment is far greater than ours, so we don't need to be too panicked." Just as the two were having an in-depth conversation, a burst of rapid and passionate shouting suddenly broke out at the top of the stairs: "Lin Xiaofeng! Is Mr. Lin here? Come out and see me quickly!" This sudden voice was like a sharp sword that cut through the calm in the room. . Lin Xiaofeng turned to look at the stairs in shock, and saw a familiar figure appearing there. He couldn't help but smile: "Uncle, why are you here?" This scene immediately attracted the attention of all the reporters in the newspaper office, and they all Attention was focused on the pair of relatives, and he speculated in his heart: If Mr. Lin's relatives came to visit him in person, they might bring about a big disturbance, or uncover a new layer of waves hidden under the calm surface... …

The person who came was none other than Bai Yongyuan. As soon as he heard Lin Xiaofeng's slightly joking voice, a surge of anger instantly burned in his chest like a raging fire. He walked forward quickly, pointing his finger directly at the tip of Lin Xiaofeng's nose, with an angry look on his face, and scolded: "Don't be here anymore. Playful smile, Lin Xiaofeng, your courage is really boundless!" Before he finished speaking, Bai Yongyuan took out a newspaper from his pocket, unfolded it vigorously, and pointed to the eye-catching ranking list above with trembling fingers, "That's it! This thing! How dare you concoct such a thing, you are so audacious and lawless!”

Upon seeing this, Li Dexian immediately stood up to defend Lin Xiaofeng and responded calmly: "This is my intention and not Lin Xiaofeng's personal doing. If you have any dissatisfaction, please feel free to speak out." However, Bai Yongyuan looked gloomy and shook his head with a heavy tone. He said: "Your Highness, please stop covering up for him. I have already understood the tricks behind all this." Then, he turned to Lin Xiaofeng and shouted sternly: "I have a few words to make it clear to you!" In response to Bai Yongyuan's question, Lin Xiaofeng remained calm and answered in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "It is indeed my doing. I wonder what uncle has taught me?" This claim was like adding fuel to the fire, making Bai Yongyuan even more angry. He was almost too angry to speak. After saying this, he hissed: "Shut up! Who is your uncle? You shameless thing, how dare you be so presumptuous in front of me!"

Bai Yongyuan, who had been living a stable life, walked into the public room early that morning and saw the newspaper spread out on the table. It was as if a huge stone had been dropped into the calm lake, and the whole public room boiled instantly. Everyone's eyes widened. They were shocked to find that the amount of food stored in their homes was printed on the newspaper, and the figures were so shocking that it was hard to believe. After everyone carefully scrutinized it, they were all furious, knowing that most of these numbers were made up at random. How can I have so much food at home? Even if it were really as much as two thousand stones, it would be enough to feed hundreds of people in the family for a year.

Especially when it comes to Lu Yinsheng's family, it is said that he has tens of thousands of stones of grain stored in his family. However, since he does not engage in grain trading, what is his purpose of hoarding such a huge amount? Is it to see them moldy and rot? Such absurdity makes people feel a senseless fire in their hearts.

As a court official, Bai Yongyuan was mature and prudent and handled things calmly. This time, he could not control his anger and dissatisfaction and decided to stand up and go straight to the newspaper office to ask for an explanation. The reason why he takes the lead is that he ranks second on the "Ranking of Richest People in Beijing". The person at the top of the list heard that after learning about the incident, he smashed things everywhere in the public house. He was so angry that he almost turned the public house upside down. Faced with such an eye-popping list and the uproar that followed, the balance in Bai Yongyuan's heart was already out of balance. He must stand up for his reputation and the interests of his family to set the record straight.

Hearing Bai Yongyuan's stern rebuke, Lin Xiaofeng's face turned serious, with a sharp light shining in his eyes. He responded calmly: "Mr. Li came to the newspaper office today. I don't know if he has anything important to ask me about?" Seeing Lin Xiaofeng's solemn attitude, Bai Yongyuan tried his best to Suppressing the anger in his heart, he asked calmly: "I really have something to ask! You must tell me in person, who is it that claimed that the amount of grain stored in my house is 20,000 stones?" Lin Xiaofeng lowered his head to think, and glanced at Bai Yongyuan slyly. , replied frankly: "This is what Lu Yinsheng said, and it is absolutely correct."

Hearing that Lin Xiaofeng was pointing directly at Lu Yinsheng, Bai Yongyuan was furious. His eyes widened and he pointed at Lin Xiaofeng with trembling fingers. His voice was mixed with anger and disappointment: "Are you teasing me as an ignorant person?"

Seeing that the plan to sow discord failed, Lin Xiaofeng immediately suppressed his smile, a sneer appeared on his face, and said calmly: "No, no, this matter is the result of my personal visits to various tooth shops. According to market conditions and estimated income, it is not It's fabricated out of thin air. If there is any untruth, please tell me. I will correct it immediately tomorrow to ensure that the information is accurate. So, I would like to ask Mr. Bai, how much food does your house have? If the amount does not match, please clarify it now. It's not too late, I will immediately order someone to revise the manuscript and publish it." After saying that, Lin Xiaofeng looked directly at Bai Yongyuan like a mirror, waiting for his answer.

Bai Yongyuan stamped his feet in pain, and his sad sigh echoed in the public room: "Lin Xiaofeng, Lin Xiaofeng, you really hurt me with this move! My reputation has been ruined all my life, how can I live my life in the future? How? Are you going to stand up in this court again?" His face was pale, with anger and helplessness in his eyes, and he shouted loudly: "You, Lin Xiaofeng, are in a dangerous situation now. If you don't curb your sharpness, you should seek a turn as soon as possible. If you continue to be an enemy of hundreds of officials, I'm afraid there will be no good results. Your efforts to raise funds are tantamount to seeking death, and you are simply pushing yourself and Prince Daily to the forefront!"

When the surrounding reporters heard this, they all looked solemn and their eyes showed deep touches. They looked at the deeply hit Bai Yongyuan, as if they could feel the painful struggle of blood and family ties, and secretly sighed in their hearts: It is rare in the world for people like Bai Yongyuan to grieve for relatives like him.

However, facing Bai Yongyuan's admonishment, Lin Xiaofeng curled up the corner of his mouth, showing a stubborn attitude, and retorted disapprovingly: "Why do you say this? Who in the capital doesn't know that I am a popular person next to His Majesty and the Crown Prince? Which official dares to Are you openly trying to rebel against me? If anyone dares to do this, I will impeach them today!" As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Yongyuan turned pale and couldn't help cursing in his heart: "You are such a weirdo, why? Can we use ordinary people's thinking to speculate on your acting style?" His eyes were filled with confusion and helplessness, as if he was surprised, admired, and somewhat helpless by Lin Xiaofeng's fearlessness and maverickness.

Bai Yongyuan was so excited by Lin Xiaofeng's words that his whole body trembled, and his heart hurt like a knife. He asked bitterly: "It's really hopeless! Lin Xiaofeng, are you crazy? Why can't we discuss this matter together calmly instead of in the streets?" Publicly speaking? Shouldn't such important matters be discussed slowly in the court?" Lin Xiaofeng looked directly at Bai Yongyuan and retorted without giving up: "You should discuss this slowly with those who are about to talk about it? The people who are starving to death on the streets say go ahead. If they are willing to wait until you slowly discuss the results, I am also willing to accompany you. Furthermore, do you really think that anything can be discussed in a court full of official talk and power. Is there a good idea? Even a matter like donating food must be proposed by me, a commoner, which shows that no one in the court dares to take this responsibility. "

After hearing this, Bai Yongyuan felt that he was in the wrong and knew in his heart that it was senior officials like them who should set the precedent. However, unfortunately, everyone was afraid of touching this hot potato. Only after the emperor personally ordered it, no one dared to act. They never expected that Lin Xiaofeng would break the deadlock in such an extreme way, catching them off guard. Bai Yongyuan looked embarrassed and murmured: "It is true that no one has taken the initiative to mention this matter yet, but... maybe the time has not come yet..." Lin Xiaofeng responded seriously: "Why wait for the so-called opportunity? Mr. Bai, if I don't have to do this If the method forces you to do something, how can you know how great your potential is, and how can you understand that sometimes it takes courage and responsibility to truly save the people from hanging on their head?"

Bai Yongyuan was choked by Lin Xiaofeng's words, and his heart was full of mixed feelings and bitterness: "You kid really don't listen to my heartfelt words and insist on going your own way?" Faced with Bai Yongyuan's question, Lin Xiaofeng approached him firmly and looked down at the man. An elderly pavilion elder said in a calm and resolute tone: "Mr. Bai, in this situation, how can we stop just now? I have always adhered to one principle: I will not give up until I achieve my goal."

Bai Yongyuan frowned and tried to persuade him: "You are advancing so fast, why are you so radical? If you stop now, I can still help you deal with it." Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath, with a heavy and compassionate expression on his face. , sighing softly: "Mr. Bai, have you ever truly experienced the kind of hunger that is on the verge of despair, between life and death?" Bai Yongyuan was slightly surprised, but still responded resolutely: "Of course you have. Who in the world has gone to Beijing to take the exam?" Have you never experienced hunger?"

Lin Xiaofeng shook his head, his expression becoming more solemn: "I'm not talking about ordinary hunger, but at such a precarious and life-threatening situation, if there are other people around, it may make people have desperate thoughts of cannibalism in order to survive." As soon as he said this, Bai Yongyuan's throat seemed to be tightly grasped by invisible hands, making him unable to speak. He looked at Lin Xiaofeng's face full of stories, and was shocked beyond words.

Lin Xiaofeng did not give up. He pursued him and asked, "Did Mr. Bai ever step into that desolate place in person and witness the miserable conditions there?" After hearing this, Bai Yongyuan's face changed slightly, with a hint of shame. Looking past his face, he lowered his head and responded in a low voice: "I have never personally set foot in the disaster area." Lin Xiaofeng then said a shocking fact in a serious voice: "Then, please allow me to tell you, in that area In a land full of mourners, the scene is dilapidated, with new graves in a row, and every household is empty and hungry. But I am lucky enough to experience all this personally, and the reason why I am alive today is largely thanks to those people. Wandering on the edge of life and death, he still sacrificed his life to give alms to my victims with only food. "

As Lin Xiaofeng finished speaking, the entire newspaper office instantly fell into silence and deep thought, and a solemn and profound atmosphere filled the air.

"Originally, I did not want to interfere too much in the affairs of the government, but His Highness the Crown Prince's benevolent heart makes me feel ashamed. As the Tutor of the East Palace, how can I cower at this moment? Even though I have different opinions from all the courtiers, Even if you are criticized, why should you be afraid?" Lin Xiaofeng then said with emotion, "Although Mr. Bai is very resourceful, sometimes, acting does not require much wisdom, but may only require brave determination and fearless responsibility. "

Faced with Lin Xiaofeng's resonant words, Bai Yongyuan was speechless for a moment. He could only stare at his firm eyes quietly, and finally shook his head with a wry smile: "That's all, let you go, I only hope you can achieve a great career." , Don’t let today’s actions affect your future.” Then, he turned and left, with a hint of desolation and helplessness in his back.

The surrounding reporters looked at Lin Xiaofeng with admiration, praising his charisma and courage. At this moment, Bai Yongyuan, who had just left not long ago, hurriedly returned and announced hurriedly: "There are actually less than two thousand shi of food left in my house. It must be clarified in the newspaper!" After that, he left again.

Lin Xiaofeng smiled slightly, patted the shoulder of Yang Baixi who was busy, and asked him to write down this scene: "The current Pavilion boss Bai Yongyuan shed tears in the editorial office. He deeply sympathized with the suffering of the people and decided to reduce his own grain storage to 1,500 yuan." Stone, and the rest will be donated to the disaster area!" These words further demonstrated Bai Yongyuan's compassion for the world at a time of national crisis.

When Li Dexian heard this, he was stunned like a bolt from the blue, and his face was full of confusion and confusion. His eyes widened, as if trying to find a way out between the reality in front of him and the doubts in his heart. At this time, the brush in Yang Baixi's hand was trembling slightly in shock, and a drop of ink quietly slid down the paper, creating a dark ripple, reflecting the ups and downs in his heart.

Everyone knows that Bai Yongyuan is actually Lin Xiaofeng's uncle. It is rare and unbelievable to treat his relatives like this. Yang Baixi's expression changed slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally couldn't help but speak: "Master Lin, as far as I know, Mr. Bai did not mention those contents clearly, and after all, they are all close relatives whose blood is thicker than water. Is this a bit too much? ?”

After hearing this, the lines on Lin Xiaofeng's face instantly became resolute, and his eyes shone with a firm and decisive light. His voice was calm and resounding: "That is the voice deep in his heart. Although he has never said it to his mouth, I have heard it. In order to provide disaster relief and relieve people, I cannot be partial even when facing my own relatives. I have always upheld this principle. In line with the principle of fairness and selflessness, if you have some extra food at home, it is your duty to donate more! Be sure to publish it in the newspaper tomorrow to let everyone know about it!”

When Yang Baixi heard this, he was deeply touched in his heart, and he couldn't help but stand in awe of Lin Xiaofeng's mind and magnanimity. He stood up slowly, bowed deeply to Lin Xiaofeng, and said respectfully: "Mr. Lin's noble character and integrity are truly admirable!" At this moment, the entire newspaper office was filled with a heavy and exciting atmosphere, and everyone was impressed by Lin Xiaofeng's words. Determination and courage are contagious, and a lofty sense of mission arises in my heart.

When the reporters in the room heard the news, they were all excited and stood up one after another. This is a display of the character of a scholar! Mr. Lin generously donated money and sacrificed his own food to help the victims. His actions were as tragic and noble as cutting meat to feed an eagle, which is admirable. If it had not been for such a righteous act, the faces of these people would have glowed with glory, and even the ancestors would have been proud of them! At this moment, everyone has decided that if they do not follow Lin Xiaofeng's footsteps, dedicate themselves to work, and work overtime, it will be a blasphemy to this noble spirit, and I am afraid it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the newspaper.

As expected by Lin Xiaofeng, yesterday's edition of the newspaper was re-presented to Emperor Jingjiang during the court meeting the next morning. Before the emperor could read the content carefully, he threw the newspaper casually on the imperial case, stared at Lin Xiaofeng with complex eyes, and said slowly: "You are decisive in your actions, but have you ever considered the possible consequences of this move? Now that the prince is involved, could it be that you want me to help you solve your problems?" Lin Xiaofeng faced the emperor's question. Although he was worried in his heart, he pretended to be calm and winked at Li Dexian who was standing aside. His eyes seemed to read "Your Majesty, please save me." Four words: "I".

All civil and military officials in the court angrily focused their attention on Lin Xiaofeng. Among them, Lu Yinsheng was even more impatient. He stepped forward and shouted sternly: "Your Majesty! I want to interfere with Lin Xiaofeng and use the "Prince Daily" to spread rumors among the people, causing serious damage. Losing the court's prestige!" After hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng's face was as calm as water, but he frequently blinked at Li Dexian for help. Immediately afterwards, Li Dexian stood up calmly and retorted: "Master Lu, this "Prince Daily" is actually planned and supervised by me personally. What does it have to do with Master Lin? Master Lu, how can I see that it has damaged the reputation of the imperial court? ?" (End of this chapter)