If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

After writing the last line of the newspaper, Lin Ke blew lightly.

The literary breath blew out along the lips, densely covered on the newspaper, and then absorbed by the paper.

As the first newspaper of the Great Wei Holy Dynasty, it is estimated that there will be some magic in it.

But the most important step for a newspaper is to distribute it.

After Lin Ke took it to Wang Lin to look at, he would take it to print, and then he could keep the original manuscript.

In a sense, the effort he put into these manuscripts is insignificant.

More infusion must come from the literary spirit of heaven and earth.

This is the appreciation and reward given by heaven and earth, similar to the treasures of merit and virtue in the novels of previous lives.

The newspapers in front of you must be kept well and cannot be given to others at will.

After producing the first newspaper, Lin Ke was ready to go out.

When Zhuge left to arrange things, Fang Yuan and Pei Qian would wait outside the door, and at least one of the three housekeepers was waiting for Lin Ke to arrange things.

At this time, Fang Yuan was busy outside buying land and developing industries, while Pei Qian was busy getting official uniforms at the Twelve Departments.

There was no one outside his door.

But he is not the kind of person who is used to having everything arranged by others.

Taking the newspaper with him, Lin Ke went out directly through the door leading to Chaoyang Street.

Chaoyang Street has become a check-in point in the capital. Many tourists from out of town go there to check it out. In addition, local residents also like to come here, so it is still bustling with people.

Lin Ke quickly came to the comic novel store.

Wu Daozi is still guarding here, and there are several newly recruited workers.

The tree spirit Ning Caichen has been busy taking care of the flowers and plants in Lin Mansion recently. After Wu Daozi leaves, he will either be transferred here by Lin Ke or continue to be his gardener.

"Daozi, is my master inside?" Lin Ke pointed to the backyard.

Wu Daozi, who was observing the customers, nodded: "Brother Ye Jun is also here!"

Ye Jun is here too?

What is he here for? Lin Ke opened the door to the backyard and went over. As soon as he entered the backyard, he heard Ye Jun's slutty voice.

"...Admiration is like a surging river that never stops flowing, and it's like the Yellow River overflowing and getting out of control!"

Ye Jun didn't know which notebook Lin Ke had read from. He was standing under the tree and reciting passionately to Wang Lin who was squatting beside him.

Wang Lin squatted on the ground, holding two walnuts and squeezing them hard. The walnuts broke into pieces, and she threw them into her mouth to eat.

Seeing Lin Ke come in, Wang Lin picked her ears: "Xiao Linzi, do you want to eat walnuts?"

"Ah?" Lin Ke couldn't help but froze for two seconds when he saw Wang Lin.

First, Wang Lin inherited her usual style of squatting like a gangster.

The second thing is walnuts.

Generally speaking, it is normal for a strong man to crush walnuts with one palm.

Question: What is Wang Lin, a beautiful woman doing?

"I'll eat, I'll eat!" Before Lin Ke could answer, Ye Jun squatted down and stuck out his tongue like a pug, waiting for Wang Lin to feed him.

"You're so disgusting." Wang Lin looked disgusted, and then ate the walnut kernels herself.

"Ahem." Lin Ke coughed dryly: "Well, Brother Ye, as the number one scholar, you'd better restrain yourself."

"The number one scholar?" Ye Jun stood up slowly without caring: "The number one scholar can't follow the woman he likes? I'm not asking for money or an official position. I'm just pursuing a beauty."

have to.

This licking dog is hopeless.

Lin Ke was too lazy to say anything more, so he walked over and handed the newspaper to Wang Lin: "Master, look, this is the newspaper I wrote." "Yo ha? Finished?"

Wang Lin clapped her hands, wiped all the debris onto her skirt, stood up, took the newspaper and started reading.

Seeing this, Ye Jun also stood up and leaned over to watch together.

After a while, Wang Lin raised her head: "Okay, baby!"

Ye Jun immediately stretched his head and pointed at himself: "Me?"

"go away."

Wang Lin took Ye Jun aside and said to Lin Ke: "I saw it, it's no problem. The level of a great talent like you is just different."

Ye Jun also praised: "It is indeed true. This thing called a 'newspaper' should become a daily must-read in many mansions."

Although they are ancients, they are not fools.

Although newspapers are not articles and poems in the traditional sense, their styles and genres are not the same.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see the benefits of something like a newspaper.

It is more convenient to obtain official information, get information about big and small things that you don’t usually come into contact with, and even find work, entertainment, report lost items, read novels...

For example, an orchard that Lin Ke asked them to buy was published in a newspaper for the first time, and an advertisement for growers and managers was published in it.

There are also several novels, which are also published in the "Yuewen Novels" section.

Zhuge Li even had a few old things that he didn't use, and he put them up for sale, with prices marked on them.

There are various functions that can be found in almost all newspapers.

Holding a newspaper is like holding a mobile phone.

Therefore, Wang Lin and Ye Jun also discovered the benefits of newspapers.

"If I want to publish it, master, do you have anyone to recommend?"

Now Li Chungang is watching from the Xing Department, shopkeeper Tong has gone to the Hu Department to watch, and Bai Zhantang has gone to the Official Department.

There are people in these three departments who are keeping an eye on them. The other departments such as the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Baijia, the Ministry of Demons, the Ministry of Taoism and Buddhism, the Ministry of Spirits and the Ministry of Etiquette are all people from Qi Tianxia, ​​so there is no need to keep an eye on them.

However, Zhang Tufu and the others are the only ones left now. As for printing, Zhang Tufu is not a Confucian, so it is difficult for him to publish newspapers like Li Chungang did before.

"Recommended candidate?"

Wang Lin raised her chin towards Ye Jun: "Well, isn't this an idle guy?"

Lin Ke looked at Ye Jun.

To be honest, Ye Jun has always been idle, and he seems to have held an official position in the Ministry of Rites in the court. He has been even more idle recently, because Xun Shangshu is still busy cleaning up the mess after Lin Xuanji left, and has no time to talk to Ye Jun.

As the number one scholar of the previous generation, Ye Jun seemed to be busy with various poetry and literary gatherings all day long, either at Fireworks Willow Alley or just here to tease Wang Lin.

Too idle!

It’s really too leisurely!

"What do you want to do..." Lin Ke looked at Ye Jun and he couldn't help tightening the clothes around his neck: "I'm warning you, those paintings your master painted are wrong!"

"Hehe." Lin Ke smiled: "I'm not afraid. Well, what do you think, Mr. Ye, about the printing of newspapers?"

"Ah?" Ye Jun didn't expect that Lin Ke really wanted to make him do the hard work. Seeing this, he was confused: "It's okay, but it can't be me doing it for a long time!"

Lin Ke looked Ye Jun up and down, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became: "Of course not, am I not recruiting people? You come and do the work first."

If he doesn't shave off the wool, then he is still a human being?

Ye Jun is such a big person, he must be put to good use.

Ye Jun became more and more frightened by Lin Ke's gaze, so he quickly changed the subject: "Lin Ke, this year's childbirth examination is about to begin. Are you going or not?" (End of Chapter)