The first free king of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 288 The newspaper is now in Chang'an ([-])
The old Confucian scholar walked all the way east, towards his school, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at it.

Even holding the newspaper in his hand, he was fascinated by reading it, sometimes frowning, sometimes sighing.

The newspaper opened four pages, and on the last page, the old Confucian scholar glanced at it, and it seemed that "Journey to the West" was written on it~
I can't help but raise my eyebrows, how can this folklore script and His Majesty's article exist in the same chapter?

Although this newspaper is really good!The old man admits!

but!
You, a common people, talk about the common folk tales that are not on the table, and there is a chapter with your majesty's writing!
It's a bit ignorant to be honest!
However, as he walked, the old Confucian scholar couldn't help watching.

"Journey to the West".

The poem said: The chaos is not divided, the sky and the earth are chaotic, and no one sees the vastness.Ever since Pangu broke through Hongmeng, he has opened up the distinction between clear and turbid.Overwhelm all living beings to look up to benevolence, and to create all things to be good.

If you want to know the merits of good fortune, you must read "Journey to the West: The Legend of Shi'er".

Gai Wen said that the number of heaven and earth is 120,000 and [-] years old, which is one yuan.Divide one Yuan into twelve branches, which are the twelve branches of Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, and Hai...

unconsciously……

The old Confucian scholar walked along the Minle Square in the West City to the Chongren Square in the East City.

After all, I finished reading the first Journey to the West.

The disgusted attitude just now turned into a look of regret and unhappiness!
How did it disappear so quickly?

So what will happen to Monkey King when he goes to heaven?

How anxious!
However, when he reacted while clutching the newspaper in his hand like a baby, he found that he had already arrived at Chongrenfang!

This is several streets past the school where I teach!
Immediately, the old eyes glared, turned around quickly, and prepared to go back quickly!
Along the way, he found that many people were holding a Da Tang Daily in their hands, sometimes talking about it, and sometimes just standing in one place and watching quietly.

Even many peasants and pawns who do not read or read are surrounded by one person, listening to the above story told by a person like a storyteller.

Overnight, the newspaper that suddenly appeared seemed to have swept the streets and alleys of the entire Chang'an city!

Countless people don't understand which bookstore this is, and dare to sell these for two cents a piece of paper?
But these are not what many ordinary people think about. What they think about is the things on it, which are so beautiful.

Officials who read books read political affairs, court trends, and articles written by His Majesty himself!
Boring and joking, watching people's livelihood, reading anecdotes, and watching the wonderful "Journey to the West"!
In a short time, in less than a day, the Datang Daily became something that the whole Chang'an talked about.

For some high-end restaurants, Goulan, from noon to afternoon, almost everyone who comes here has a newspaper.

For some reason, this newspaper has suddenly become a trend indicator~
And these days, as long as there is a certain wealth, everyone is literate, even if they can't speak well, they can be regarded as a proficient writer.

Therefore, for new things like newspapers, when the gang came up, they already had one.

In a restaurant.

While waiting for the food to be served, a few people who seemed to be quite wealthy started chatting about this newspaper.

One of the rather rich fat men spoke first.

"Everyone, is the present-day sage too rich? I'm afraid it's not cheap for this great paper to be printed with this. If you sell it for such a small amount, won't you have to keep losing money? What is your sire planning? "

After all, if they are businessmen, ordinary people would probably think about the information, news, and articles in the newspaper, but the first thing these businessmen pay attention to is the cost and price of the newspaper.

Another businessman with a wisp of a goatee laughed and joked.

"Brother, you're thinking about things again. It's the Holy Majesty's own business. What's the matter, do you still want to participate?"

The fat man rolled his eyes: "Hahaha, shopkeeper Dong was joking, why do you do this business~ Such a piece of good paper can only be bought for two cents a piece, you said, is it hard to make a profit from this business?" ?”

"Or, His Majesty and the family..."

"Shh~"

The goatee businessman hastily pulled him back.

"Brother, even if you don't know the basics of this kind of business, you'd better not provoke it, because people with the support of the Holy One are more solid than any other foundation!"

"Also, whether you make money or not, it's not something we're talking about. Let's just be quiet this year, and wait until next year, and then think about it~"

"Haha, isn't that a joke..."

The rich and fat man quickly slapped haha.

But no matter what, is it true that the nobles and big households in Chang'an City are all law-abiding and kind-hearted families?

The rich businessman thought and thought about it, but he really couldn't think of any way to make money.

He simply jokingly said: "However, I have to say that this book of Journey to the West is extremely exciting. I have already sent someone to wait at the gate of Chang'an Bookstore tomorrow, and wait for tomorrow's new newspaper to come out. I will go and have a look..."

"Hahaha, a certain one too!"

……

In Chang'an City, in front of a storyteller's stall.

The old man saw that the weather was a little better today, so he woke up early.

Thinking that if the weather is better today, more people can come and earn two more copper coins.

But after being on the table for so long, no one came around even though my mouth was about to smoke from playing and singing.

The old man couldn't help being very depressed, sitting there looking around, feeling strange in his heart.

Then he looked at what many people were holding in their hands, and was surprised to see them, and their expressions were very serious.

A newspaper seller passed by, and he couldn't help but buy a copy.

After all, the old man was also a scholar when he was young, and if it wasn't for his livelihood, he wouldn't have been able to switch to this profession.

After he finished "Journey to the West", he was different from others, his face was drawn with anger.

It was well written earlier, but this Journey to the West clearly cut his job directly!

This!
Too much!

And at the end it said, if you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the breakdown tomorrow!

A series of articles this time?
This immediately made the storyteller very angry.

Maybe he never imagined that he inspired someone, but that person almost made him lose his job~
How can this be done?
What people write is better than what you tell, and they sell it cheaper. In this winter, you can read the story without going out.

Who is this to reason with!
God is going to kill me~
For a while, on this street corner where no one cares.

The old storyteller was leaning against the wall, with his hands in his hands, with a miserable expression on his face.

He raised his head halfway, and sighed for a while.

At this time, the grand background music sounded again:
The snowflakes are fluttering, the north wind is blowing~
The world ~ a piece of ~ boundless......

Some are happy and some are sad.

In the palace, the imperial study room...

Li Shimin went down to court and got together with several civil servants.

Each person holds a copy of Datang Daily.

That is, the more you look at it, the more satisfied you become, and the more you look at it, the more ambitious you become.

And Fang Xuanling even pretended to be plain, but couldn't help laughing until his beard almost trembled.

And Fang Xuanling looked at the above article written by himself, which warned the officials of the world, and suddenly felt comfortable no matter how he looked at it.

To put it bluntly, he, Wei Zheng, is also a literati. To be able to see his own words printed on paper in his lifetime is simply the highest pursuit of a scholar.

And it was seen by many people in Chang'an on this day, it is really indescribably full of vanity!
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