"What happened to that monkey next—?"

Jing Zhe deliberately drew out his words, glanced at everyone, and instantly piqued their curiosity. They stared at him eagerly, almost saying, "Dad, tell us quickly!"

"Let's see what the next issue of the newspaper has to say!"

"Whoosh!"

Everyone had been holding their breath, but Jing Zhe's words put their hearts back down, leaving them quite frustrated.

"President Jing, we're all family here, and we promise we won't go around saying anything. So please tell us about it first!"

Li Haoyun said at this moment.

The others immediately chimed in, "Yes, yes!"

Jing Zhe gave a wry smile: "Gentlemen, I'd like to tell you, but I haven't come up with anything yet. The people in the entertainment department of the newspaper are following me around like glue, just waiting for me to come up with something so they can write it down, but they haven't come up with anything either!"

"..."

After a moment of silence, someone said, "If President Jing can't figure it out, why doesn't he hurry up and think of one?"

"I saw President Jing go to the Duke of Huguo's mansion yesterday!"

"Yes, I also saw President Jing go to the Prime Minister's residence!"

"I also visited Wenxiangju!"

"..."

Next, everyone recounted Jing Zhe's itinerary over the past few days in great detail, leaving Jing Zhe dumbfounded.

"You...are spying on me?"

"No!"

Yang Zhaoyang, the chief secretary of the Duke of Wei's mansion, laughed and said, "It wasn't surveillance; everyone just happened to see it!"

"President Jing hasn't even come up with a story yet, he might as well stay home!"

"I'll think about it at home for a day, and then I'll come out!"

"I heard that Wenxiangju is now owned by President Jing?"

"At worst, we can just spend more money at Wenxiangju every day, and if President Jing is happy, he can write more?"

"..."

Jing Zhe remained silent, thinking to himself, "Isn't this just a massive demand for more chapters?"

Moreover, these guys have all developed the habit of giving tips to urge the updates!

Such upright readers deserve our praise—it's just a pity that Jing Zhe isn't some money-grubbing, worthless author who would practically kneel down at the sight of donations.

If you really think about it, he should be considered a top-tier writer. He could stop writing whenever he wanted, and update whenever he wanted, very capriciously, and he lived a peaceful old age…

So he smiled and said, "Since you gentlemen have said so, I will definitely think about it carefully when I get back!"

After giving them a few more instructions, they left reluctantly.

After everyone entered the palace, Jing Zhe followed closely behind. Since Wu Xianyong was dismissed from his post, it seemed that there was no need to wait to deal with him anymore, and he suddenly felt a little bored.

In the imperial court, there was another person, Bai Qingyuan, who was at odds with him. However, since the first issue of the newspaper was published, and especially after Bai Qingyuan repeatedly pointed the emperor's sword at him in the court, he has become much more obedient.

Ah, loneliness is as pure as snow!

As Jing Zhe was thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of a carriage behind him.

Huh, someone else is here so late?

Jing Zhe turned around and saw Prince Su Xinping, the heir of the Prince of Jin, getting off the carriage. He was curious: Why is this guy here to court?

Did he know I was going to confront him, so he came here?

"Oh, persimmons! Long time no see!"

Jing Zhe greeted him warmly.

Su Xinping was already in a bad mood, and seeing Jing Zhe made his face even longer than a donkey's, making him look frighteningly ugly.

"hehe!"

He sneered and said disdainfully, "President Jing, you really have a bad memory! Didn't you just see me the day before yesterday when you came to my place? Have you forgotten so quickly?"

Su Xinping was referring to the day Zhang Xuehou was arrested. When Jing Zhe interviewed him, they had agreed not to mention him, but when Su Xinping saw the newspaper, he was almost furious!

How many words are there in the "Lifestyle" section?

His name, Su Xinping, appeared in more than thirty of them!

With old grievances and new resentments, how could Su Xinping possibly be happy!

"Oh? Is that so?"

Jing Zhe patted his forehead and said apologetically, "Oh dear, look at my brain, I can't remember things anymore."

"Hehe, I saw that the poem that President Jing wrote for Zhu Sheren was very long and full of emotion, so it doesn't seem like he can't remember things!"

Su Xinping sneered and mocked.

"That's different. My Xin... Second Sister is so beautiful, of course she'll remember it. As for the persimmon... tsk tsk!"

"..."

Jing Zhe didn't continue, but his tone and the disdainful sound he made from his throat as he curled his lip said it all.

"President Jing... your words are as sharp as ever!"

Su Xinping gritted his teeth and said.

"Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!"

Jing Zhe waved his hand modestly.

"Since President Jing is so eloquent, then say more. It would be a pity if we couldn't say it later!"

Su Xinping said coldly.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Hearing Su Xinping's slightly threatening voice, Jing Zhe glanced at him and then said, "Thank you for reminding me, Shizi. Since Shizi is so considerate of me, I'll remind Shizi too!"

"What?"

"I'll give you a surprise when we go to court later!"

"..."

Jing Zhe surprised himself?

Su Xinping couldn't believe it even in his wildest dreams; he was more or less terrified!

However, he was not afraid at all. He had a big mission to accomplish in the palace this time. Once he succeeded, it would be difficult for Jing Zhe to even see him!

No, it's that he'll have a hard time seeing Jing Zhe in the future!

I doubt you can keep this up for long!

Su Xinping glared at Jing Zhe a few times, then strode towards the palace, with Jing Zhe and two people from the Current Affairs Department following closely behind.

The two witnessed Jing Zhe being "besieged" outside the palace gates by various important figures whom they could only hear about but never see. Yet Jing Zhe remained calm and composed and escaped unscathed, which was truly amazing.

Then came Jing Zhe's confrontation with Su Xinping, the heir apparent of the Prince of Jin. They finally realized how ignorant and overconfident Wu Pin had been when he provoked Jing Zhe: how could a man who dared to confront even the heir apparent of the Prince of Jin be touched by the grandson of a vice minister of the Ministry of War?

Oh, the Vice Minister of War has also been dismissed…

The adoration for Jing Zhe was like a surging river, flowing endlessly.

...

The morning court session begins.

Bai Qingyuan was the first to step forward.

Jing Zhe raised an eyebrow, sensing that the old man was targeting him again. Sure enough, the old man's words were very pointed: "Your Majesty, what kind of behavior is it for President Jing to bring people into the palace so recklessly?"

As they spoke, everyone turned to look at the two current affairs department members that Jing Zhe had brought. These two had never experienced such a scene before, and they knelt down with a thud, trembling.

The other ministers had already discovered this, but since it was Jing Zhe who brought it, no one asked any questions. After all, Jing Zhe was a hot commodity these days, and it seemed that as long as he didn't rush into the palace with a knife, no one was willing to interfere. Although he didn't carry a knife, he always carried a sword with him, which was unprecedented in the history of Anguo.

An Di glanced at the two of them and asked, "President Jing, why don't you tell us what's going on?"

"Your Majesty, I was wrong. I brought people into the palace without permission. I am willing to accept Your Majesty's punishment!"

"..."

Punishment without hesitation?

This style is very unlike Jing Zhe's.

Emperor An knew things wouldn't be that simple.

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