Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 67 Best Cold Drink Sub-Comparison
In the newspaper office, everyone was so busy that they kept their feet on the ground, paying gifts to organize all the contents of the next issue's layout, as long as it was confirmed to be correct, it would be sent for printing, but at the last moment, I received a notice to temporarily adjust the layout.

“Best cold drink competition in Kyoto?”

Wen Mianmian smiled and nodded, "Well, you have to give Leng Yinzi a beautiful story first, and then it's a big competition. The top three winners can get 100 taels, 60 taels and 40 taels respectively. The newspaper issued a bronze medal engraved with the cold drink leader of the year."

After listening to the gift for a while, I understood what was going on. It was like a skill competition. The form was similar, but it was a little more complicated.

"Then let's discuss the specific regulations."

A few people surrounded the city and supplemented the regulations of Dabi from time to time. At sunset, a perfect cold drink sub-regulation was taken out, "As for the tasting, please invite five people, and we will announce it in the next issue. This issue is too late. ."

Fu Li took a deep breath and looked at the messy newspaper office, "My lord, can you add some more staff?"

"If this cold drink competition is a success, we should be able to hold more competitions in the future. We are really overwhelmed."

At this time, Hua Jingyun didn't have many useful people, so Wen Mianmian proposed to leave a special notice in this issue of the newspaper.

"It's just that you need to be young, be able to speak and write."

Hua Jingyun also nodded and added, "Be smarter, don't become rigid."

Fu Li lowered his head and scribbled it down, feeling a burning gaze staring at him, turned his head to meet Xing Yue's gaze, the gaze was so hot that he couldn't pretend he didn't feel anything.

"Five princesses, are you okay?"

Xingyue rubbed her hands together and stepped forward happily, "I heard Mianmian say that today's Liao Zhai in the newspaper was written by you? Can you tell me what happened to the scholar? Have you been punished?"

Hearing this, Fu Li breathed a sigh of relief, took out the sample and gave it to Xingyue, "This is going to be published in the next issue, the princess can have a sneak peek."

Xingyue's eyes lit up, and she didn't sit down when she took it, she just stood and watched, and after a while, her face was full of dissatisfaction, "What, why didn't the sky accept him, and let him flourish ?"

I thought I felt relieved when I saw it, but it turned out to be even more angry.

Paying the ceremony and embarrassingly said, "The so-called heavenly justice should be unhappy, why don't the princess wait for the next issue?"

Xingyue pouted and walked towards Wen Mianmian, and said pitifully, "It's too uncomfortable to wait ten days."

Wen Mianmian smiled, her brows and eyes curved, thinking that this girl was really cute, Chao Fu Li smiled and said: "Second cousin, quickly take out your book of words to make her eyes full, or else you lose weight and get sick. of?"

Xingyue chicken nodded as if pecking at rice, and extended her hand to the gift, "Get it out."

I had no choice but to take out the book from the drawer, "Princess, look."

Satisfied, Xing Yue turned her head to see that it was getting late, and said, "I'll take it away first, and I'll return it to you after reading it."

The corners of Fu Li's mouth twitched slightly, and he thought that the palace gate would be locked when he arrived, "Princess, please."

It doesn't matter if he doesn't, he can still write.

After watching a few people leave the newspaper office, he sighed faintly, and he won't be able to go back to sleep tonight.

The people around him patted him on the shoulder, "We will be even busier when the next issue is sent out. I will stay up tonight and try to send it to print tomorrow morning. It will be fine when everything goes smoothly."

Newspapers are popular too fast, people are caught off guard, everyone is adapting.

"Mianmian, when you look back, you have to send me a post asking me to come out of the palace to play."

On the occasion of parting, Xing Yue reluctantly urged, "The post you handed in is so helpful, I will definitely be able to come out."

Wen Mianmian smiled and nodded, watching Wen Changling send Xing Yue away before turning around and getting into the carriage.

At the gate of the General's Mansion, Mrs. Wen waited anxiously, and she was relieved when she saw the carriage of the Royal Mansion.

Because of the news about the newspaper, Mianmian has been running next door recently, and today the two of them went out together, so why didn't she worry.

"Mianmian, it's been less than a month since the eighth day of August, why are you still going out?"

As soon as Wen Mianmian entered the door, Mrs. Wen started talking, "It would be unreasonable if people would gossip when they see it."

"You won't be allowed to go out from tomorrow."

Wen Mianmian held her arm pitifully, "I see."

She's going to be locked up at home for a month, and it hurts to think about it.

What made her even more uncomfortable was that the old man who accompanies her to practice calligraphy every day was also busy. The next morning, he was sent by the gift and invited to the newspaper office to paint.

The old lady shook her head helplessly when she saw her listless appearance, and exhorted, "I haven't practiced calligraphy for two days. Your grandfather will be back later. Before leaving, I will send you everything you want to write today. Go and write. He's back to check."

Madam Hua held a book in both hands, "Girl, the old man asked you to copy this book today, just copy the first five pages today."

Now the difficulty is getting bigger and bigger. Looking at the dense words on it, Wen Mianmian took a deep breath and looked at the old lady pitifully, "Grandmother, grandfather is getting more and more strict, you don't care. , so many words will definitely hurt my wrist when I finish writing."

The old lady couldn't help laughing, "Where is this, my granddaughter is so capable, she can come to read the book for me after copying the book."

Wen Mianmian was even more pitiful. She sighed and went out to the study next door. The pitiful look on her face disappeared as soon as she sat down. She felt that she was becoming more and more tender now, and the relationship between the old couple had made great progress. .

She has to be in the lead.

The wedding day was getting closer and closer, and the people from the Ministry of Rites came to and from the palace and the general's mansion more frequently. During the middle of the trip, they left the family to pay for the family to have a meal, and Mrs. Wen did not have a day to spare.

The people of Kyoto City felt that they had never been so lively as in the last two weeks, so they wanted to talk so loudly that only two issues of the newspaper were published. They actually knew the actions of the imperial court and had a better understanding of those decrees.

The female relatives in the back house are also waiting for the third issue of the newspaper to come out. They are not very interested in the important affairs of the court, and they want to know whether the scholar in the story has been punished due to it.

The third issue of the newspaper appeared as scheduled, and it was sold out as soon as it came out. In addition to everyone's concern about the government, the newspaper office will cooperate with Yaqu Restaurant and Juxian Restaurant to hold a competition for the best cold drinks. Everyone knows that when the shopkeeper of the restaurant saw the newspaper, his eyes lit up immediately. The hottest time of the year has come. What can be more touching than a cold drink.

Those who felt that they were powerful immediately acted, whether they represented the teahouse and tavern, or represented themselves, they were all high-spirited.

(End of this chapter)