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

When I first came to Beijing in the third and sixth grade of high school, I didn’t understand anything.

After all, he was only thirteen years old.

However, the lingering shadow of his ancestors prompted him to come to the capital.

Sometimes, the generosity of ancestors can cause parents to put pressure on their children.

He needs to come to the capital to seek an official career and shine on his family.

"My father's last words are for me to find Mr. Lin Kelin and worship him at his door. But I don't know how to do it?"

Gao Sanliu entered the capital and sat in a tea shop to think quietly.

The capital is prosperous, but fortunately he sticks to his heart and is not attracted by those flashy things.

Of course, the most important reason is poverty.

"Candied haws on a stick! Candied haws on a rock! The latest style in the milk tea shop!"

"A new comic is out! The latest episode of "Dragon Ball"!"

"Have you seen the recent news? Something big happened in Jiangning Mansion!"

"By the way, do you want to play in the escape room tomorrow? It's so exciting!"

All around, various people were discussing various things.

Unlike where he is, people in the capital seem to be more active.

But in his hometown, people who come and go are always walking with their heads down and looking for food. Only some scholars and businessmen can be so energetic.

"Brother, have you ever heard of newspapers?"

Someone called Gao Sanliu, it was a roadside vendor.

Gao Sanliu didn't want to pay attention to it. After all, it was just paper. There was no need to buy it immediately on the roadside. He had no need to buy paper now.

But I accidentally saw the so-called "newspaper" and the sentence above.

"Without leaving the house, you can know everything about the world."

Do you know everything about the world without leaving the house? Gao Sanliu was shocked inwardly, feeling that the tone was so loud.

"You have such a loud tone..." Gao Sanliu couldn't help but frown: "There are so many things in the world. If you can't cover them all in this newspaper, what's the same as cheating?"

The hawker was not annoyed and explained with a smile: "This young master must be someone who has just entered the imperial capital, right?"

Gao Sanliu felt a little strange when he heard this.

So obvious?

Although the clothes he wore were not very expensive, he looked at the people on the street who looked the same.

"How do you know?" Now that he was spotted, Gao Sanliu answered naturally.

"Hey, if this young master stays in the capital for two days, no, it only takes one morning, and he will know what a 'newspaper' is."

The hawker pointed to the stacks of newspapers and explained: "Newspapers were invented by Mr. Lin Kelin. We are all salesmen of Dahuang Newspaper Company."

He puffed out his chest, revealing the conspicuous logo on his clothes on his left chest.

It was a sign that looked like an open book, like a variation of the word Huang, with the words "Dahuang Newspaper Company" written underneath it in some novel font.

A very conspicuous sign.

"Master Lin Kelin, you always know that, right?" the hawker said with a smile.

In this world, even the foreigners know who Lin Ke is.

As a human race, how could we not know?
"Did Mr. Lin Ke say that?" Gao Sanliu became interested, but also a little confused, and hesitated: "How can Mr. Lin say such things?" In his mind, Lin Ke was not the kind of person who could talk big.

"No, Young Master Lin is not that kind of person." Seeing Gao Sanliu's expression, the hawker waved his hand and said, "Young Master, you will know after reading this newspaper."

As he spoke, he handed over a newspaper: "Originally, it cost two cents a piece, but since this is your first time in Beijing, let me show you the first page first."

Gao Sanliu took the newspaper with great curiosity, and was attracted by the so-called first page.

His family was well educated, so literacy was no problem.

"Newspaper Terminal: Stay informed about the world without leaving home!" 》

This so-called layout is very large, taking up almost the entire top half of the paper.

Gao Sanliu looked at it immediately with curiosity.

This newspaper terminal is a great Confucian document. As for why it is called "terminal" instead of a document, it is because this terminal contains everything.

It starts with the world's reporters and ends with the holder. Between the beginning and the end, what is transmitted is information.

"So this is a newspaper!"

Looking at this explanation, Gao Sanliu immediately understood that the paper filled with information was a newspaper!
And this newspaper terminal is a big Confucian document that collects many newspapers!
"Yes, this is a newspaper, and...this is a newspaper terminal." The vendor took out a palm-sized Confucian book from his arms. It looked very small and could be held with one hand.

"The sections that our terminal has opened for the first time include 16 sections including "Real-time News", "Imperial Talks", "China Travel Guide", "Food Appreciation", "Beauty of Clothing", and "Animal World"."

"These sections contain news from Dahuang Newspaper, Sky Newspaper, Lujiao Newspaper, Pearl Newspaper, Huatian Newspaper and many other newspapers."

"Oh, by the way, news means fresh knowledge."

The vendor enthusiastically told the story: "The price of this terminal is only two taels of silver. If it gets worn out in the future, it will be covered by a warranty within three years, and you can exchange it for a new one after half a year. There are a lot of discounts!"

Two taels of silver!

Gao Sanliu subconsciously tightened his grip on Panmao.

He still has ten taels of silver to stay in an inn and go to his father's hometown. It will cost a lot and he can't waste it here!
However, the words the hawker spoke about, such as court gossip and animal world, were too attractive.

So he had to grit his teeth and stand where he was.

The hawker looked at Gao Sanliu's clothes, the hand holding the silver, and the eyes staring closely at the thing in his hand, and continued:
"Our Mr. Lin has said that the price can only be sold at the cost price. After all, the documents made by the great scholar are not expensive for two taels of silver... However, this discount is only available for three days!"

"After three days, a terminal costs five taels of silver, and the warranty period is only two and a half years, and the trade-in program is completely gone."

Five taels of silver!

It's a direct increase of three taels of silver, and there will be no warranty, trade-in and other activities as the name suggests!
The senior high school student suddenly felt his whole body tense up.

buy!
Must buy!
Buying it is equivalent to making money, directly earning three taels of silver, and there are even warranty and trade-in bonuses.

"Young Master, if you buy it back, your family may praise you." The vendor saw the struggle in Gao Sanliu's eyes and continued to strike while the iron was hot:
"If you don't believe it, young master, you can take a look. This terminal is really convenient."

The vendor took back the newspaper and handed over the palm-sized terminal.

Gao Sanliu wanted to refuse, but he still stretched out his hand and caught the terminal.

What catches the eye are some small square patterns. Under the patterns, there are real-time news, court gossip and other contents.

"How to use this?"

Gao Sanliu asked curiously.

"That's all." The vendor stretched out his index finger and clicked on one of the icons.

Suddenly, a brand new world appeared in the eyes of senior three and six. (End of chapter)