Chapter 751

Niu Weili almost fainted when he heard the speech.

He's sure about this. The little Marquis must have done it!

Otherwise, ordinary people dare not do such a stupid thing!

What a nice piece of paper. Just give it away?

If the head is caught in the door, it must be stimulated, otherwise it will never do such a thing.

"What are you doing? Go to the city gate!"

Niu Weili couldn't sit still and rushed out of the house in a hurry.

And a group of Yamen servants also ran out in a hurry.

Each of them held a piece of paper like a baby

Don't underestimate that they have only a Book sized paper in their hands. If they meet people in need, this paper can basically change the food money for a day!

It's so scary.

They also want to follow Niu Weili. By the way, if they can get some benefits, it's best.

At this time, at the city gate, it was already more noisy than that square city. Everyone talked about their heads, padded their feet and looked at the city gate. Some grabbed white paper and showed off happily, while the rest were even more anxious.

No way, this paper is so little, but there are so many people.

Although many people come to join in the fun, they want to see who dares to do such a bad thing.

And right now.

A white gauze tent carriage carved with cloud patterns slowly appeared on the suspension bridge of Mingde gate.

When the carriage crossed the moat, it couldn't move. In front of the car, countless people, even those merchants, left one person to look at the car, and all the others rushed into the gate, as if something terrible had happened in the city.

"Tong'er, what's the matter ahead? Why is the door so noisy?"

On the bus, Ouyang inquired faintly. The boy beside the bus looked with his feet and said, "I don't know, but it seems that something has happened. Let's go and have a look."

"Is this... Mr. Ouyang's car?"

Right now.

The guard of the city gate finally found this unusual carriage and exclaimed.

In an instant, all the people who heard the name were full of excitement. The most peripheral businessmen hurriedly turned around, made way for the road, and bowed to salute.

"What is this? Why is it so noisy?"

The little boy learned Ouyang's tone and asked, pointing to the bodyguard half higher than him.

The city gate guard who was questioned hurriedly said, "I don't know why today, there are suddenly more women in the city. They hold a kind of white paper they've never seen before and send it to people. No, these people are gathered at the city gate and can't be expelled. More and more people come from Chang'an city!"

The bodyguard hurriedly made it clear from front to back. The little boy looked at him suspiciously, pointed to an old merchant kneeling around him who could be his grandfather and asked, "tell me, is what he said true?"

"If you go back to my brother, it's true, it's true. Look, these are the two pieces of paper I just got. If you need it, I'll give it to Mr. Ouyang..."

Without waiting for him to finish, the child impatiently took both sheets of paper from his hand.

When the child looked at the paper, he couldn't help but look surprised.

Afraid of carelessness, he hurried the paper into the sedan chair.

In the car, Ouyang Xun half narrowed his eyes and shook the folding fan, but there was still no sound outside, all of which reached his ears.

White paper?

Or a group of women giving people away?

how absurd.

Doesn't that mean that we scholars are not even as good as women and children?

Ouyang was angry.

what is it?

It's not a crime for you to have money, but you won't exaggerate your upstart mentality with the reputation and treasures of scholars all over the world?

White paper?

Ouyang inquired and took over the white paper handed in by the child. His heart was full of disdain.

But when the white paper started, Ouyang Xun's face changed. He quickly unfolded the white paper and looked at it carefully under his turbid eyes.

Paper has a soft texture, which is not as hard as rice paper, but it is very soft. It is as thin as silk and satin, and as thin as cicada wings. Moreover, it can be vaguely transparent when placed on the car curtain.

What kind of paper is this?

I've lived for decades. Why is this kind of white paper unheard of before?

Who did this?

So white?

This

When Ouyang Xun came back with a series of questions, he couldn't help getting angry.

Such a good piece of paper, like a vegetable market, is scrambled by these ordinary people like this?

Spoil?

Even he, a generation of great Confucianism, dare not use rice paper at will tomorrow. This thing is even more precious than life. He will use it only when he has to.

But at this time, what did Ouyang see when he opened the car curtain?

A pair of hands full of sweat stains, randomly stained with such white paper, and someone even rubbed him on that dirty face.

Ouyang Xun almost fainted when he was dark.

"Go, go, go into the palace quickly! Tong'er, go into the palace immediately! I want to face the saint and tell the emperor!"